And like before, another awesome chapter has arrised :D Really sweetie, if you would magicaly disappear and quit with the story.... I would probably just... die of curiousity. No kid I really really love your story. But just take ur time and don't rush things ;) OH and how are you? Enjoying ur vacation? I mean u still have one right :O Kay byee Xxx
Well don’t worry, I don’t plan on disappearing! But thank you so much :) And I’m great, how are you! My vacation is awesome, and yes I do have one haha it’s end of April to September.
Ahhh, hectic life! I was barely near a computer lately and I’m so sorry for the long wait. BUT I feel like this chapter was worth the wait. Hopefully I didn’t disappoint anyone :) One of the events in this chapter actually happened in real life, do you guys know what it is??
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“Cue the rain.”
I stood behind Gary while I watched intently at the monitor before him. We were beginning to film our first scene of the movie; the bread scene. That is the part in the movie where Peeta is getting scolded by his mother because he burnt a batch of bread. When he goes to throw the bread away he sees me, basically on deaths door, and throws me a loaf. The producers chose to shoot this scene in two parts. The first one being focused on Josh, then they would film my reactions and mix them together for the final product. They had a machine set up to let out a downpour of rain over the set.
“Now remember, Josh,” Gary called over the drumming of water droplets. “Lots of emotion.”
Josh turned his thumbs up in the air, “Got it.”
My lips unconsciously curved into a smile. Watching him close up on the monitor as Peeta and also looking around at all the filming equipment, made this finally seem real. I could feel the excitement bubble up inside of me as I thought ahead to what the finished movie would be like. Seeing Josh on screen was the first time I’ve seen him yet today. We were both taken from our rooms to our separate trailers on set where we had our hair, makeup, and wardrobe put on. From what I could see, Josh was wearing a white t-shirt with an apron tied around his waist. He had flour covering his hands and forearms while his hair was all messy. I had on old torn clothes with an oversized sweater covering me. My hair was in the famous Katniss braids, which were soon about to get soaked when I started filming. It always seemed like dramatic scenes like this always happened in the rain.
“Take one. Action”, a man said closing down on the Clapper in front of the camera.
Josh stood on the front steps of an old abandoned brick building that some of the workers added a bakery sign to. A woman that was playing Peeta’s mother walked out of the doors and slapped Josh on the side of the head. I covered my mouth with my hand and silently giggled, I remembered back to a few nights ago when they were rehearsing that. By the looks of it they weren’t going to have to film this scene twice, everything was going as imagined. Josh threw the bread into the pen where the pigs were held and looked out into the distance where he was supposed to be seeing me. His expressions were spot on, and at end the scene he threw the bread down onto the muddy ground.
“And cut!” The Clapper shut down again.
“Great job, Josh!” Gary congratulated while shutting off the monitor.
They moved their equipment a little bit to the left, in front of the tree that I’d be sitting underneath.
“Now Jen, all you have to do is look off into that direction like you’re questioning why this boy is saving your life.”
I nodded and stepped out from behind the cameras to where the ‘rain’ was falling. I was immediately soaked to the bone which added to the affect that I’ve been sitting outside for a while.
I heard him call to quiet down on the set, followed by “action.” I began by leaning back against the tree like it was the only thing keeping me in a sitting position. I acted as if something caught my eye, and I looked into the direction that Gary pointed to. I narrowed my eyes as though I was curiously watching someone. I concentrated on really feeling starving, and that what I was seeing was about to save my life. It wasn’t long until I heard Gary declare “cut.”
“Perfect! Wonderful beginning to the filming,” Gary said.
Josh and the rest of the cast who were watching smiled as I walked towards them. I reached for the elastic in my braid and took it out, twisted my hair to squeeze the water out.
Gary chuckled, “Now you two go get dried off and we’ll let you know when we need you again.”
I looked at Josh who nodded his head towards my trailer and we walked there together.
Once inside I began to search for dry clothes. “Is something wrong with your trailer?” I asked.
“It’s pretty messy, I figured yours was nice and clean.” He threw the towel that he dried his hair in onto the floor.
I glared at him until he picked it up. “Doesn’t surprise me.”
I opened one of the small dresser drawers and grabbed a clean pair of jeans and a tank top. I’m glad when we first arrived on set I brought some clothes just in case I would need them.
“Hey Jen, do I have a sweater in here?” Josh questioned.
I scanned the room. There was more than likely one in here; I would always steal them because in my opinion guy’s hoodies are so much more comfortable than girls.
“Here’s one,” I tossed it across the room to him.
Josh tugged at the bottom of his t-shirt that was plastered to his body from the water. I could see the outline of a six pack through the material and secretively watched as it was pulled up over his head. It’s been a long time since I would have seen Josh shirtless. It would’ve only been when we would go swimming and in the past couple years there had been no time for that. I felt my cheeks go red as I looked away from his newly toned body and hurried into the bathroom to change.
When I finished, I came out to find Josh lying on the couch with the TV remote in his hands. I walked over and planned to sit on his legs if he didn’t make room. He kept his attention focused on the screen and pulled his knees in towards him. I took a seat and Josh’s legs outstretched again over my own.
“These TVs never get any damn channels!” Josh said ferociously pressing buttons.
He finally came to a stop on a wildlife documentary about crocodiles.
I made a noise in my throat. “Look at them, they’re so ugly.” The show zoomed in close to the crocodile.
“It’s skin looks like an Avatar,” Josh pointed out.
I cocked my head to the side and looked closer. He was right; it did look like Avatar skin. “Wouldn’t it be so cool to be an Avatar?” I beamed.
Josh sprung up into a sitting position. “Yes!” His voice increased its volume.
I folded my arms over my chest. “It’s no fair!”
Josh clasped his hands to the side of his head. “Pandora, Jenn! Pan freakin’ dora! Could you imagine?!”
“It’s like mind blowing!” I shrieked.
We locked eyes and both let out a yell.
“IT’S NO FAIR!” Josh protested.
We were both screaming at this point. “THERE HAS TO BE A WAY!”
“THIS IS SO UPSETTING!” He pouted.
“I WANT TO BE AN—“
“AVATARRR!” We both cried at the top of our lungs.
This was normal for us. We both are crazy, and when we get worked up about something we go completely insane. We barely noticed the trailer door that flew open, until Liam came charging through.
“Are you guys alright?!” His voice was full of panic.
We covered our faces and groaned.
“We can’t be Avatar’s,” I mumbled sadly into my hands.
“Wait,” Liam said catching his breath. “All the screaming was about Avatar?”
“Yes! It’s so depressing. No matter how hard we try it can never happen.” Josh sighed.
Liam let out a breath that was a mixture of relief and frustration. “My God you guys. I came running because I thought someone was getting brutally attacked or something. Scared me to death.” He shook his head laughing and turned to leave the trailer.
“Wait a second, Liam. Can I talk to you for a minute?” Josh’s face went serious all of a sudden.
He gave him a short-sided glance. “Yeah sure, I’m just heading over to my trailer if you want to come.”
Josh got up and followed Liam out the door while throwing me a “see ya later” as he left. A part of me wondered what Josh needed to talk to Liam about, but it was probably nothing important. I groaned when I looked around at the mess that was already on my floor.
“Boys,” I sighed to myself.
When I picked up some of Josh’s belongings off the floor I noticed his cellphone in the pile.
He probably needs this.
I grabbed the phone and made my way across the set to Liam’s trailer. I froze to a stop when I heard them talking from an open window.
“When did you realize how you felt?” Josh asked Liam.
“When I first realized I loved her? I don’t really know, I honestly just think I woke up one day with whole new feelings.”
They must have been talking about Liam’s long-time girlfriend Miley Cyrus, but why was Josh asking him about his relationship?
I heard Josh deeply sigh.
“Are you telling me that you think you’re falling for—“
Before I could hear what Liam was about to say, a sneeze erupted from my nose and the door swung open.
“Hi,” Liam seemed shocked.
“Jen,” Josh poked his head from behind Liam. “How long have you been standing there?”
“Just got here,” I lied. “Here, you forgot your phone in my trailer.”
“Oh, uh, thanks,” he stammered.
There was something definitely going on here. He was looking down at the floor as he quickly snatched the phone out of my hand. He cleared his throat and seemed to shake whatever was bothering off of his mind.
“Well I should go check to see if Gary needs me,” he said running a hand through his blonde hair.
“I’ll come too,” I replied.
The two boys exchanged looks and Josh waved his arm in front of me.
“Beast before beauty,” he smirked as I walked out the door.
“I know you are, but what am I?” I said in a childish voice.
He nudged my arm with his as we walked, “Crazy, that’s what you are.”
I held back a laugh, “I know you are, but—“
I quickly found myself pinned up against nearest tree with Josh’s arms on both sides of me, and his body standing over mine.
“Don’t say it,” he warned.
“Or what?” I teased.
“Come Jen, I know your weakness.”
I scowled at him, “You wouldn’t.”
“Watch me.” His hands went down to my ribs and began to swiftly tickle them.
“Stop,” I breathed between giggles.
He shook his head no and continued to tickle me all over. With a quick movement of my foot I kicked out, causing him to lose balance and catch the tree with his hands, trapping me between them once again.
His face was expressionless as he looked into my eyes, with his arms still pinning me to the tree. I never realized before how close we were. Our chests were touching and there were only inches between our faces. I could feel my chest tighten up and my heart rate speed up. What was wrong with me? I nervously chewed on my bottom lip which made Josh’s gaze break away from my eyes and skim over my lips, then looking back up at me. I wanted to speak, but as much as I tried no sound came out of my mouth. We stood silent, reading each other’s faces intently. Was he about to—
“Josh!” A producer yelled through the trees.
He sighed and dropped his hands from the trees. “Coming!”
I stood frozen against the tree as if his body was still holding me there.
“You coming?” He asked.
I breathed in a shaky breath, “I-I’ll be there in a second.”
Josh shoved his hands in his pockets and disappeared out of sight.
My legs suddenly felt week and I slid down the trunk of the tree. It didn’t take me long to realize what was happening a moment ago. My lips, my eyes; Josh was about to kiss me.
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My eyes couldn’t fight to stay open any longer, so I let them close slowly. I heard the heavy thumping of my heart in my chest, filling my quiet hotel room. Or was it the thumping in my legs I heard? Or my arms? Or my feet? I swear that every part of my body was throbbing in pain. It was just a week ago when our plane landed in North Carolina and they wasted no time with getting us into our training routines. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the intense workouts were all over.
You know how if you go swimming all day, that when you close your eyes it feels like you’re still in the water? Well right now it feels like I’m shooting a bow and arrow, weird I know. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the door to my hotel room open. As much as I wanted to look who it was, my body refused to listen and kept my eyelids glued shut. I heard a muffled groan as they drew closer. Whoever the groan belonged to was literally dragging their feet towards me. I peeked out of one eye just to make sure the Zombie Apocalypse hadn’t made its way into my room. I looked just in time to see a body crash down onto the foot of my bed, face first.
My cheek muscles even seemed to hurt when I smiled. “Joshhhh,” I whined back.
“I can’t feel my arms,” he mumbled into my comforter.
“Lifting too many sacks of flour, baker boy?”
“I have a new found appreciation for people who work in a bakery.” Josh pushed his face from the blankets and rolled over with a grunt.
I tossed him one of the extra pillows by my head, which I overshot and it landed on the floor next to him.
“Nice catch,” I said sarcastically.
“I couldn’t force myself to reach up and catch it.” He turned his head towards me and stuck out his bottom lip. Josh was the master of the puppy dog pout.
“Drama queen,” I scoffed, tossing him another pillow.
I lay back once again and closed my eyes. It was only 5 o’clock in the evening, so I couldn’t go to bed yet, although I wished I could. I heard the soft, steady breathing of Josh at the end of the bed and I knew he fell asleep. I guess a little nap could never hurt, I thought.
“Wake up, wake up, wake up!”
Was I dreaming about being in Australia right now? I could’ve sworn I heard an Australian accen—
“Josh! Jennifer! Wake up!”
My eyes snapped open to the familiar voice of my Australian co-star, Liam Hemsworth. He’s been here since the first day of training as well, and the three of us have gotten pretty close. Josh knew Liam before he was casted the role of Gale, my best friend in the books. Ironic, isn’t it.
“Liam? How did you get in my room?” I asked confused. Now that I think of it, how did Josh get in here too?
He nodded towards the door, “You left it unlocked. Not a smart idea by the way. If it was Woody who came to get you, he would’ve dumped a bucket of water over your heads.”
“Woody’s here?” Josh perked up. That’s someone who Josh has been dying to meet since we’ve landed.
“Yeah, that’s what I came to tell you. Everyone else has arrived, including the make-up artists,” he smirked while rubbing his hair.
So tonight was the night. The three of us were getting our hair dyed to match our characters. Liam and I are going from blonde to brown, and Josh is going from brown to blonde.
“I’m going to look so weird as a blonde,” Josh pointed out.
I crawled over to where he was now sitting up on the bed. I sat up on my knees behind him and rested my chin on the top on his head, letting my long hair cover his head. Josh reached up and started to run his fingers through it.
“How do I look?” He questioned in a girly voice.
Liam snorted a laugh. “Is your character’s name Peeta, or Patricia?”
“It has to be a name of bread,” I reminded him.
“Pancake,” Liam grinned.
Josh dramatically threw one section of my hair over his shoulder. “You’re all just jealous,” he said still talking in his girl voice.
We broke into a fit of laughter before we caught our breaths and followed Liam to a different room in the hotel. We walked through doors that lead to a suite, which some of the staff and producers were all sharing together. Inside were members of the cast we had already met at training, such as some of the actors playing the Tributes like Alexander Ludwig who’s playing Cato, and Isabelle Fuhrman who’s going to be Clove. The others we hadn’t met were in the small kitchen, talking to Gary. Josh and I walked towards them as Liam joined in a conversation with Alex.
“Ah, there they are.” Gary said smiling.
He turned to his left and extended his arm, “Josh, Jennifer, this is Woody Harrelson, Elizabeth Banks, and Lenny Kravitz.”
“Hello,” I said, taking turns with Josh to shake their hands.
“I heard we were having a hair party tonight.” Elizabeth enthused.
“Wait until they see your wig,” Lenny teased.
Woody took a sip of the drink he had in hand. Yes, he was going to be the perfect Haymitch. “So, I’m curious. Are you really best friends?” A suspicious little half-smile curved his lips.
“Of course they are,” Elizabeth said.
“Just best friends?” He asked with his eyebrows arched.
I felt heat rush to my cheeks. Was asking if we were more than friends? I looked down at fumbled with my fingers. Why would he think that? I’ve never seen Josh as anything but a best friend. But maybe…..my thoughts trailed off into a different direction before I quickly snapped myself out of it.
Josh coughed out a laugh that sounded a bit strained, “Yes.”
I looked at him from the corner of my eye and watched him unconsciously scratch the back of his head, something that he does when he’s nervous. But why was he nervous?
“It’s time,” a female voice said dragging me out of my own thoughts.
While we were busy talking, our make-up artists set up the hair dying station in the bathroom. The bathroom was quite large so they had set up the dye on the counter and placed a chair in the middle of the room. Liam, Josh, and I trailed behind them and sat on the edge of the bathtub, me being squished in the middle of the two.
“Okay, so we’ll do one at a time. Josh, you’re first.” The woman gestured to the chair.
“Blondes have more fun,” Liam teased as Josh took a seat.
“We’ll see about that,” he responded.
I watched the bleach cover his dark brown hair, and his eyebrows too. He gave a nervous grin when his entire head was covered in dye, and switched places with Liam who was next. I studied his appearance and wondered what the result would look like. As I focused on his face, Woody’s question popped back in my head. I wonder who else had wondered that too? Was I that oblivious to how Josh and I act together? Do we act like a couple? So many questions were rushing through my mind all at once. Josh took notice to my staring and gave me a questioning look.
“I’m just trying to picture you as a blonde,” I said with half the truth.
He looked at his watch, “In an hour you won’t have to picture it anymore.”
Everyone gathered around the bathroom, and it was time to wash the dye out to reveal our new look. We were going to do it in the same order the dye was put on, so Josh crouched down and turned on the taps in the bathtub and stuck his head underneath it. He stood up and gave his head a little shake, sending drops of water in every direction.
“And Peeta is born!” Alexander spoke first and everyone cheered.
Liam was now bent down under the tap, while Josh came and stood beside me after looking at his appearance in the mirror.
“What do you think?” He whispered.
I pursed my lips as I took in his whole appearance. “Honestly, I wouldn’t stick with it as a permanent look, but you make the perfect Peeta.” I said smiling.
When Liam finished everyone cheered as well, giving their comments about his new look. Now it was my turn. I stuck my head under the warm water, the dye washed off in a dark brown waterfall off my head. I dried off the access water that was pooling at the bottom of my hair with a towel and turned to face everyone.
“I love it!” Elizabeth squealed.
“It really suits you, Jennifer.” Lenny said.
I listened to the rest of the opinions before the crowd gathered back into the living room, while others filed off to bed.
I looked into the mirror. It was all becoming real, I wasn’t looking into the eyes of Jennifer Lawrence, I was looking into the eyes of Katniss Everdeen.
The rest of the cast that were straggling around the suite also left for the night. We all needed to get a good night’s sleep for filming early tomorrow. Josh and I said our goodbyes and headed back to our rooms. We headed in the same direction because his was just a couple doors down from mine. He walked with his hands in his pockets like he usually does, reminding me that he was still the same old Josh even with his new appearance. When we got to my door he stopped too as I searched for my keys.
“Tomorrow’s the big day,” he said.
I found my key and turned the door knob.
I rested against the door frame, “It doesn’t seem real yet.”
Josh nodded,” I know.”
I chewed on my lip, unsure of what to say next. “Well looks like I should get to bed.”
“I should probably get some sleep too.”
I gave him a smile before I turned and walked into my room. Something caught the door before it shut all the way. It was Josh’s hand.
He looked like he was about to speak, but stopped himself.
He shook his head, “Nothing. Goodnight, Katniss,” Josh said with a smirk.
My smile faded away as I shut the door. Was I nervous for filming? What else could explain these butterflies in my stomach?
Just want to say that your story is kick-ass! The whole thing is almost true-to-life! Really a fan of One Little Kiss. :) Please keep on updating! Chapter 6 took quite a long time.. But worth the wait. :) Looking forward to more!
I know, I’m sorry! I went on a trip with my friend. But thank you!
I just wanted to say that I love your story! You write it so Good! All the things Jen and Josh say or do, it's just that I can see/hear them doing/Saying those things! I can't wait for the next chapter to come!! Just keep doing this Amazing work! I wish jen & josh could read it ;). Sorry for my horrible english btw. Xx
Thank you, I try to make it really sound like them :) And ahh, don’t know what I’d think about them actually reading it…might be a little weird haha but cool at the same time.
How long have I been sleeping? This was the first thought that came to my mind when I woke up, sprawled out over Josh’s living room couch. When I first shut my eyes the curtains were open, letting the sun shine through the windows. Now they were shut, only letting strips of light escape through the cracks. Also, this blanket that was neatly placed over top of me was not here before. I stretched, pushing myself into a sitting position. Where was Josh?
Before I could get up to look around I heard footsteps, followed by his voice talking to someone.
“It’s perfectly fine, Gary, no worries.” Josh turned the corner and walked into the living room. He looked over to me and mouthed the word ‘finally’, followed by a childish grin.
Maybe I have been asleep for a while.
“No, really it’s fine. Yes it’s last minute, but we can make it. Alright, see you soon.” He pulled his phone away from his ear and pressed ‘end’.
“Pack your bags, sleepy head. We’re going to North Carolina!”
My jaw dropped. “Tonight?!”
Josh looked at the time and gave a weary look. “Gary is sending a car to bring us to the airport in 2 hours; he wants us for early training.” He sounded hesitant.
“Josh! How long did you let me sleep?” I grabbed the phone out of his hands and saw it was 3:30 in the evening.
“5 and a half hours?!” I looked at the phone in disbelief. “I’ve been asleep on your couch for 5 and a half hours!”
“You were just so tired earlier, and stressed out. Plus you looked so peaceful sleeping; I just couldn’t bring myself to wake you up.”
I could see it written clearly on his face that he was sorry. How was he supposed to know Gary would call? It’s not his fault.
“Well what are we doing standing around for? Let’s pack up your stuff then run to my house and do the same.”
We started on a mad packing spree. Of course with throwing different objects every which way there was bound to be things forgotten. So before we moved on to my house and before we left, we went over a checklist. Josh almost forgot his toothbrush, and I almost forgot to pack my phone charger. With all of the packing out of the way we said goodbye to our moms and hopped in a car destined for the L.A airport.
“Seems as though you were driving me here just the other day,” Josh said as we pulled into a parking space.
“Time has really flown by, but I’m glad I get to come on the plane with you this time.”
“This will be an adventure, that’s for sure.”
We grabbed some of our luggage out of the trunk, while our driver helped us along with the rest. We didn’t even make it through the doors of the airport until some paparazzi that hang around the building spotted us. I linked my arm through Josh’s and tilted my head down like we usually do when we’re in a hurry, and having to pass through the cameras. There were people screaming our names and flashes going off from every which way. Usually we would stop and answer some questions, but we were clearly on a tight schedule.
We almost made it inside when I heard a man call out. “Jennifer! Jennifer! How’s Ryan doing?” I froze to a stop as if I smashed into an invisible wall. When I jammed on the brakes I pulled Josh to a halt in his footsteps also, and I felt his arm tense up against mine.
The paparazzi shoved microphones at us and the anger bubbled up in my veins once again.
“Keep walking, Jen,” Josh whispered so only I could hear.
“Why don’t you ask him yourself,” I smiled politely and continued to push through the camera flashes.
We finally made it through the doors where airport securities were waiting for us. I trailed behind them, pulling my luggage across the floor as it bumped along to the cracks between the tiles. The security guards brought us to a private waiting room and told us our flight would be ready momentarily. They had a coffee machine in the corner that I was immediately drawn to. It’s crazy that I’m still tired; this must be what they call emotionally drained.
“Thanks for what you did back there.” I said, nuzzling my lips over the cup.
He glanced back from making his own coffee, “What do you mean?”
“For dragging me past the paparazzi so I didn’t call out that douche bag.” The corners of my lips tugged at a sly smile.
“As much as I wanted to hear what you were going to say, I don’t think those are the kind of headlines you want right now.”
“I could’ve just said I was releasing my inner Katniss,” I joked.
Josh’s laughter was cut off by a booming voice coming through the intercom, announcing that our flight was boarding. We followed the airport security though sliding glass doors that whooshed shut behind us.
I never took for granted sitting in first class, because I could remember a time I had to sit in coach. My first time on an airplane was actually with Josh. Our tickets were supposed to get us seated next to each other, but they had a mix up and this middle aged man was put in the middle of us. He had his hands gripped so hard on the armrests that I’m surprised they weren’t bruised purple. We were only little kids and our moms were a couple rows ahead of us, so having this terrified man in the middle didn’t help our first time flyer nerves. Every sudden movement he would gasp and start to breath heavy, he made me have a slight fear of flying ever since.
We walked down the narrow isle and took a seat a couple rows down from the front of the plane. I let Josh have the window seat because there’s something about being next to the isle that’s comforting. I sank into the cushioned navy blue seat and tried to relax. Josh decided to scroll through the list of movies they had available from the TV fastened to the chair in front of us. As he was determined to find a suitable movie I slipped my iPhone out of my pocket and pulled up a game called Temple Run. All you really do is swipe your finger left and right, and up and down, but is it ever addicting!
“What would you say if I was one of those people who put their bare feet up on the seat?” Josh suddenly asked.
I wrinkled up my nose. “I’d tell you to put on some freakin’ shoes!”
I focused my attention back to my game when Josh’s feet slid over my lap.
“Ew, gross! Get those nasty things away from me!” I swatted my hands around.
“What’s wrong, Jen? Don’t like feet?” He wiggled his toes in my face.
“I will bite you,” I said waving a finger at him. “Don’t think I’m joking.”
He pushed his feet closer to my face and I snapped my teeth at the air.
“I might lose a toe with those chompers,” Josh laughed and put his feet back on the ground.
I flashed a big smile, “Don’t mess with these pearly whites.”
Everyone was now boarded and we made a smooth take off into the air. Josh finally decided on the movie Step Brothers, even though we have both seen it about twenty times. The entire flight we sat there quoting along with the movie, and hysterically laughing at almost every scene. The movie ended just as we were lowering down for a landing.
As we were almost on the ground the plane went into turbulence, causing everyone to shake around and fly forward. I put my hands out onto the seat in front of me to steady myself, even though the seatbelt was doing a pretty good job at that. Memories of the man on my first flight came back into my head, and I cringed.
“Did I ever tell you that you have really small hands?” Josh was leaned back with his hands rested behind his head, completely relaxed.
“Are we really talking about my hands while the plane is about to crash?”
“It’s only turbulence, Miss Over Re-Act. But yes we are, I mean look at them!” Josh took my hand away from the seat and pressed it against his palm.
“Holy shit, they’re tiny.” He was right; the tips of his fingers could bend down over mine.
The plane suddenly landed on the ground with a ‘thump’, causing me to fumble forward. My fingers shifted against his palm and ended up intertwined with his.
My breath caught in my throat for a moment and I could feel my heart start to race. It’s funny how my heart would only start beating a mile a minute when we thumped on the ground, rather than bumping around in the air.
Josh seemed as stunned as I was from the landing because he never pulled his hand away. I slowly let my fingers slide out from between his and noticed the goose bumps along his arms.
“I think we’re both getting sick.” I didn’t have goose bumps this time, but my face was heating up in a feverish type way.
He threw his hoodie on over his head and covered his arms. “Maybe,” he said sounding unsure.
“If you think about it we’re both getting chills all the time, which has to mean something.”
The stewardess came through the doors and announced the first class passengers were able to exit the plane.
“Yeah, it means something alright. Now come on, let’s go,” Josh said, ushering me out of our seats.
“Maybe we should see a doctor or something,” I said while walking.
I heard Josh chuckle from behind me. “We don’t need to see a doctor, Jen. We’re fine, trust me.”
When we got off the plane I turned to face him. “Okay, but if I get deathly sick I’m blaming you.”
He rolled his eyes and kept walking, probably calling me ‘Miss Over-React’ in his head.
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It was pretty late when we got back to Ryan’s house, after waiting for him to finish up at the arena, to stopping for ice cream on the way home. Not to mention, he still had to pack for leaving tomorrow. I sat on his bed, scrolling aimlessly through my phone until he was almost finished. I couldn’t hold back my yawns any longer, so I asked for a pair of PJ’s so I could get ready for bed. He tossed me a t-shirt and a pair of shorts.
I didn’t realize how exhausted I was until I looked at my reflection in the bathroom. The one thing that would make this perfect day even better was a good night’s sleep, especially since the radio interview was bright and early in the morning.
I finished up in the bathroom, and then we swapped places as Ryan went to get ready.
I was already in bed when he came out, and close to almost being asleep. I felt him slide under the covers, wrapping his arms around me.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered.
A smile crept upon my lips.
He kissed my cheek and made trail of kisses until he rolled me over to face him so he could kiss my lips. He shifted and his body was soon covering mine.
“Ryan,” I breathed against his kiss.
“Why not?” His voice was cold and harsh.
“It’s just… not the time,” I stammered.
He groaned, “When is it ever going to be the right time with you, Jen?”
Ryan rolled off of me and rubbed his hands over his face in frustration.
I could feel my muscles tense up. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
He threw his hands in the air. “Every time I try, you just shut me down!” He snapped.
“So, wait one minute,” I struggled to sit up. “You’re using me?”
“No! It’s just that it’s been 4 months, it’s just kind of expected!”
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and began to gather my things.
“What are you doing?” He asked.
“Sky diving,” I said sarcastically. “I’m leaving, obviously.”
I shut myself in the bathroom before he could say anymore, and I changed back into my clothes from the concert. I flew the door back open once I was finished and headed straight to the door, throwing his PJs at him on my way past. He got up and ran after me down the stairs, and stopped me at the front door.
He held onto the doorknob. “Jen, come on. Think about what you’re doing.”
“Okay, I’m thinking….” I folded my arms over my chest.
“Take me home.” He knew better than to argue with me anymore. He dragged himself up the stairs to get the car keys.
The car ride was silent until we reached my house. By this time it was already the early hours of the morning.
“Don’t go,” he pleaded.
I hopped out of the car and turned around to look at him. His face was flashing with regret; I would feel sorry for him if I didn’t know any better.
“I think it’s best if we don’t see each other anymore,” I closed the car door before he had the chance to say anything else, and walked into my house.
I crept up the stairs, hoping I wouldn’t wake up my mother, and fell face first into my pillow. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to scream or cry. My body seemed to choose for me as warm tears started to roll down my face, causing the pillow to get moist. I sighed and let them fall; I was too tired to resist them right now.
I was only asleep for a couple hours before my alarm went off. It sounded louder than usual this morning, which made it extra irritating.
I rolled out of bed, emotionless, and looked down; I was wearing the same clothes from the concert. I grab fresh clothes from my dresser and caught a quick glimpse of myself in the mirror.
Oh God, is that what I really look like?! My mascara was smudged underneath my eyes, my hair was a mess, and my eyes were still swollen and puffy from the crying. If I were to look at myself from someone else’s eyes, I would think I just spent all night out on the town, partying like it was nobody’s business. Yes, I looked like the definition of hung-over and I didn’t even have a drink.
I did my best to fix myself up, but I know Josh will be able to see right through me. I sighed; I really just want to do the interview before talking to Josh. This morning is all about the fans. I looked out the window, half expecting Josh to pull in my driveway to pick me up, but he still thought I was at Ryan’s. I made some toast so I could eat it on the way; I was still quiet because it was too early for my mom to be awake. I got in my car and drove to the radio station with the music blasting to block out the rest of the world.
I saw that Josh’s vehicle wasn’t in the parking lot yet, so I just sat in my car and waited for him. He pulled in not long after and got out of his car while catching my eye, I gave him a weak smile. A look of worry flashed over his face and he walked over to the passenger side of my car and hopped in.
“What did he do?” He said knowing exactly what was wrong.
“I really don’t want to talk about.” It’s better if I just blocked off all of my feeling so I could get through this interview without sounding like an emotional wreck.
“Jen, it’s me. You can talk about it,” his face was soft and full of worry.
“I’m just so mad!” I exclaimed, letting one of my emotions squeeze through the wall I built.
“Then scream. “
I looked at him confused.
“Scream, let it all out. You’ll feel better, I promise.”
I screamed into my hands and let my head rest there. I felt Josh’s hand on my back gently rubbing up and down.
“Let’s get on our way then. You can talk to me whenever you’re ready.”
He met me at my side of the car and slung an arm around my shoulders and pulled me close.
Inside, we met the staff of the radio station and we were seated in the studio.
“And we’re back! Jennifer Lawrence and Josh Hutcherson are joining us today! Hey guys,” Luke the host said with his booming radio voice.
“Hey, Luke,” Josh said.
“Hello!” I replied after.
“That was quite a surprise you made yesterday, Josh. It seems like the whole world is buzzing about the fact you are playing Peeta.”
He clenched his teeth into a nervous smile. “Oh, I don’t know about the whole world. That’s a lot of people.”
“It’s true. How do you two feel about this movie being called the new Twilight?”
I spoke up, “I think there’s nothing wrong with being compared to those movies. They were a huge hit, and have such a great fan base.”
Josh nodded his head, although the listeners could not see it.
“There’s also different ‘teams’ people are on, kind of like Twilight as well, isn’t there?”
“Yeah, there’s Team Peeta, and Team Gale who is going to be played by Liam Hemsworth,” Josh said.
“We took a poll on our website about which team our listeners were on and Josh, your character won by 10%. So it’s a pretty close race.”
“Definitely! It’s funny, because a lot of my friends before I was casted as Peeta were like ‘Team Gale, Peeta needs to back off.’ Now that I’m casted as Peeta, they all just laugh.”
Luke chuckled then pointed behind him, “People at home, just so you know some of my staff just walked in with Team Peeta T-shirts on.”
“Hey,” I whined. “What about Team Katniss?”
“Don’t worry, I didn’t forget about you, Jen.”
Luke then zipped his sweater down revealing a T-shirt with a giant picture of my face, with Team Katniss written on it.
“I hope that looks flattering,” I replied, staring into my face on his shirt.
The staff laughed.
“That’s all the time we have with Josh Hutcherson and Jennifer Lawrence, we look forward to seeing the movie. Thanks for coming!”
“Thanks for having us Luke,” I said.
“Yeah, it was fun,” Josh added.
Luke clicked some buttons to play a string of commercials and took off his earphones. He shook each of our hands and we grabbed our stuff to leave.
“Burn that shirt,” I teased as we walked out the door.
It was only 10 a.m. when we finished. Josh suggested that we go to his house for a bit before we had to pack.
When we got to his house, Josh jumped onto the couch and turned on the television. I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. When I came back out his eyes followed me across the room, he looked concerned.
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you look exhausted.”
I thought back to what I looked like this morning.
“Probably because I am.”
I sat down on the couch next to Josh, and could feel the events from last night start to bubble up in my mind. It was all about to come out like verbal diarrhea.
“Ryan tried to have sex with me, I wouldn’t let him, he got pissed, I asked why, he pretty much admitted to using me—”
Josh cut me off my placing his hand on my shoulder. ”Jen, breathe.”
I took a deep breath and let it hiss out slowly. “Then I got pissed and demanded him to take me home. So yeah, I told him it’s better if we don’t see each other anymore.”
Thoughts passed behind his eyes like shadows, and then he blinked, trying to understand what I just ranted off to him.
“Why are guys such assholes?” I couldn’t help but to crash into him, his arms instantly wrapping around me. I rested my head on his shoulder.
“All guys?” He whispered.
He did the same thing as he did earlier, gently rubbing my back.
“Now I’m really just avoiding talking about Ryan because you have no idea how angry I am. I’d say I would go kick his ass, but he’s bigger than me,” he said half-jokingly.
I smiled against his shoulder.
“You never deserved him,” he said gently.
Before I knew it tears sprung to my eyes.
“Jen, look at me.”
I tilted my head up and looked into his eyes; my vision was blurry from the tears.
“He took you for granted. He didn’t understand what an amazing girl he had. You deserve a guy who will give you his whole world.”
I closed my eyes and sighed. I could feel the lack of sleep catching up on me; I was beginning to drift off fast. Josh’s hand glided over my leg to grab the remote that was beside me. The hair on my arms immediately stood on edge and I shivered.
“Do I have a fever?” I asked.
He felt my forehead. “Um, no. Why?” he asked confused.
“I keep getting these cold chills.” I mumble, half asleep.
Sleep had almost completely taken over me, when I heard him say. “Me too.”
I didn’t have time to respond before I was pulled into unconsciousness.
I heard the faint sound of a car engine coming from outside my window. The time on my phone read 6 p.m. on the dot when Josh pulled into my driveway. He has always been incredible with his timing, I don’t remember a day he was ever late. I’m a little jealous of that, I sometimes feel like I’m always in a rush, like right now.
Purse, where is my purse? I scanned around my bedroom and my eyes locked on my closet. I couldn’t have put it in there, could I? I pulled the door open a few inches, cringing as I slowly opened it further. Realizing that an avalanche of clothes wasn’t about to fall down on me, I swung the door open the entire way. The smell of fabric softener inched its way past me to fill my entire room with its sweet smell. Just as I thought, there was no purse hanging on the hook. This calls for drastic measures now.
I stuck my head out into the hallway, and called into the air. “Mom, where’s my purse?”
Without a moment of hesitation she quickly responded, “On the chair in the dining room!”
I could see Josh now, watching the minutes tick by and smiling to himself. He knows exactly how I’m like, and the best part is that he doesn’t mind.
I grabbed my purse from exactly where my mom said it was. How do they do that? It’s like if your mom can’t find something, you’re never going to find it again. Walking out the door I caught his eye, and sure enough he was grinning. I reached out my hand to open the car door when it jerked forward.
"Ha ha, very funny!" I yell so he can hear from inside the car.
The next time I go to open the door he stays put, but the door is locked. I folded my arms in front of my chest and glared at him, while my foot impatiently tapped against the pavement. He laughed and I heard the ‘click’ of the door being unlocked.
"You think you’re hilarious, don’t you?"
He shook his head from side to side, “Nah, it’s just fun to annoy you.”
"Oh really?" I questioned.
"Yup, figured that out a long time ago," he grinned.
"How long ago?"
"Remember back in elementary school when you sang in the talent show, and I was going through those ‘opposite day’ phases? Then you asked me how you sounded I said—"
"Bad." I answered, finishing his sentence.
"The look you gave me afterwards was absolutely priceless. You ran away before I said ‘happy opposite day!’"
The old memories started to appear like pictures in my brain. I could remember this moment like it was yesterday.
"I was so mad at you until you gave me that flower. Actually, it was more like a weed," I giggled.
"Yeah, nothing like the flowers you got this afternoon," Josh added.
His eyes left the road for a split second to look at me. “So, spill. Did Ryan actually invite me? I got the feeling that he didn’t like me.”
"Welllll…." I paused, "not exactly."
He shot me a questioning glance.
"He suggested that I bring my mom, but I told him you’d love to hear his music," I confessed. "I don’t know what his problem is; I really hoped he would like you."
"I’ll try my best tonight to become friends; maybe I’ll give him flowers, "he teased.
I chuckled, and focused my attention to the scenery outside of the car window. L.A. never ceased to amaze me. If I were to look out of my window in Kentucky, it would be nothing to like to what I’m seeing now. There was sun was reflecting off car windows and mirrors as we drove past, billboards standing tall over small fenced in trees, and corner food vendors calling for people to check out their latest treats. There wasn’t any direction you could look to where there wasn’t something going on.
Josh drove up to an employee of the venue’s parking lot security, and flashed him our VIP passes. He waved us along to the back of the arena where we passed a massive lineup of people, anxiously waiting for the doors to open.
"Do you think people are going to line up like that for The Hunger Games?” I asked, gazing back as we walked into the building.
"I don’t know, but that would be so cool," Josh exclaimed.
The fans were already starting to get excited when they heard the news that we were starting shooting the film soon. As a matter of fact, we leave for North Carolina in a couple of days! I can’t even wrap my head around how they’re going to react when the first trailer is released.
I came to a stop in front of a dressing room door labelled ‘Steele.’ “This is it,” I knocked gently against the wood.
"Come in!" Ryan called.
Inside, Ryan was standing in front of the mirror doing the finishing touches to his appearance.
He ran the extra hair gel that was on his hands through his hair. “Hey, babe.”
His eyes shifted towards Josh, “Hey.”
"Are you nervous for tonight?" Josh asked, leaning against the wall behind him.
Ryan shrugged, “Maybe a little, it’s the largest crowd I’ve played for.”
"I don’t blame you, man. I’d be nervous too!"
I saw a smile tug at Ryan’s lips, but he did a good job at hiding it.
"Want a tour?" Ryan said, taking my hand.
His hand felt warm and clammy, someone was more nervous than he said he was. “I’d love a tour. Are you coming, Josh?”
He pushed himself off the wall with his elbows. “A chance to maybe run into Maroon 5? Of course!”
I’ve never had the chance to be backstage at a concert, and it’s a lot different than I expected. There were crew members carrying amplifiers and other equipment back and forth, security guards making their way to the ground floor, and the sound of cheering fans were beginning to fill the arena. There was nothing overly glamorous about any of it.
Ryan peeked out to the stage entrance, “Well, I was going to bring you onto the stage, but looks like things are about to start.”
Above the noise of the rapidly filling arena, a voice was calling for Ryan to get ready to play.
"I’ll see you after," Ryan placed a kiss on my lips and disappeared back into his dressing room.
I turned around to find Josh, finishing a conversation with one of the crew members. I swear that boy could have a conversation with anyone, well…maybe not Ryan.
"You didn’t get to meet Maroon 5, but wait until you see our view of the show!" I motioned for him to follow me.
We slipped out the side entrance onto the ground floor. We were in a sectioned off area right by the stage, but off to the left so that the public filled the center.
Josh rubbed his hands together, “Alright, I’m ready to see why you like this guy so much.”
I found myself watching Josh for the majority of Ryan’s act, analyzing his expressions of approval or denial? Which answer did I want more? His approval, saying that he loved the guy, and he’s glad I’m happy? Or did I want him to say to go ahead and kick him to the corner, because I could find somebody so much better?
"The guy’s got talent," Josh clapped with the rest of the crowd.
I smiled, listening to the arena of applauses as Ryan waved goodbye to the audience. He must have ran into his dressing just to set his guitar down, because he came over to stand with us right away.
"You rocked, man!" Josh shouted over the ripple of cheers as Maroon 5 stepped onto the stage.
"Thanks, dude!" When it comes to his music, Ryan can never turn down a compliment.
"Hello, L.A.!" Lead singer Adam Levine, called to audience before he started to play.
They began with their newest single, Payphone, and then continued with some of their songs from their upcoming album that’s not yet released. I perked up at the next song I heard playing through the speakers.
"This song is called She Will Be Loved."
I turned to my left, “Ryan can we dance?”
He folded his arms, “I don’t dance.”
"Come on, please!" I begged.
"No, I need to get stuff done." I watched in disappointment as he disappeared backstage.
"Ahem," I heard Josh say, clearing his throat.
I turned towards him and he was holding out his hand. I just stared at it.
"Come on. You said you wanted to dance, didn’t you?" he said, stepping forward.
He took my hand in his. “No but’s, we’re dancing.”
Josh pulled me close and the scent of his cologne surrounded. We began to sway to the music with his hand still enclosed around mine.
I don’t remember how long we were dancing for when I felt his warm breath tickle my neck. “I love this song,” he whispered into my ear.
I nodded and a shiver made its way down my spine, causing goose bumps to appear. It must be cold in here or something. This was the first time I’ve noticed the changes in Josh since he left six months ago. This arms were more defined and strong, and just his overall build was more muscular for the role he had to play in the movie.
"What are you thinking about?" Heat came rushing to my cheeks when I realized I basically just checked out my best friend.
"Nothing, why do you ask?"
"You’re biting your bottom lip. You always do that when you’re thinking."
He was right, I was biting my bottom lip and I didn’t even realize I was.
"I was just thinking how much of a horrible dancer you are."
He stopped swaying and frowned.
I couldn’t help but let out a laugh. “Happy opposite day.”
His arms wrapped around me once more, but this time it wasn’t to dance. No, he had me pinned against his chest while his hand that was holding mine began to tickle me. He knows that’s my weakness, I may just be one of the ticklish people on this Earth.
"S-s-stop!" I spit through laughter.
"Say ‘Josh is the best dancer in the world’," he was laughing as well.
I wiggled out of his grasp and collided with someone who was behind me. A stern face of a 6’2” security guard was looking down at me.
"Settle down, or I’m going to have to ask you two to leave," his booming voiced warned.
I looked up at Josh with my lips pressed tight together to avoid smiling, or worse, laughing in the security’s face.
"Sorry," Josh said with the same tight lipped expression.
The security guard’s pager went off and he turned in the opposite direction to answer it.
"Yeah, settle down, Jennifer," Josh poked me in the ribs.
"I’m going to have to ask you to leave, Joshua," I replied in my best imitation voice.
We laughed and continued to watch the rest of the concert.
After the show was over, Josh was backstage finally getting his conversation that he wanted with Maroon 5, and I was back in Ryan’s dressing room.
"Hey, Jenn," Ryan looked at me. "Before I take off on the road tomorrow, and before you go to North Carolina, did you want to come over for the night?"
"Sure, I’m just going to say bye to Josh."
I walked out to see him by himself with his phone in his hand, sending a text. I snuck up behind him and put my hands over his eyes.
"If you move, I’ll shoot," I said in a deep voice.
Josh’s shoulder’s shook in laughter, “You must be pretty talented if you can shoot somebody with no hands.” He reached up and with ease he pulled my hands away from his eyes, holding them before letting go.
"Ready to leave?" he asked, facing me.
"Actually, I was going to head back with Ryan if that’s okay?"
"Yeah, of course. I’ll see you tomorrow for that radio interview."
"Oh, right! I almost forgot about that. One last interview, then we’re off to film!" I said excitedly.
"Can’t wait! Anyways, see ya then."
I pulled Josh into a hug, but as I went to pull away, he kept me there and whispered into my ear.
"Be good, okay?" he said before letting go.
"When am I not?" I asked innocently.
He shrugged his shoulders. “Just being a concerned best friend, bye Jenn.”
Then he turned and walked away, and I could swear I had goosebumps again. They really need fix this airconditioning…
The audience were on their feet applauding as Ellen closed the show. She has this way with interacting with her audience; it’s so fun to watch. Even when the camera stopped rolling she asked questions about how they liked the show, and if they had any questions for the guests. Josh and I stuck around to chat with some of the people about the movie, and if they had any more questions regarding it.
“Do you think since you two are best friends that it will be difficult working with each other?” A woman asked.
“I’m sure they’ll be times where it will be hard to keep focused and serious, but I think already having chemistry will make the characters seem that much more realistic,” Josh responded.
I answered some questions of my own before it was time to close down the set. Maintenance workers began to stroll in to put the cameras and equipment away properly, and to clean up the set.
“Let’s go back to my dressing room,” I said to Josh.
As we walked, I felt a range of emotions bubbling up inside of me. I felt happiness that my best friend was back, excitement that we’re both starring in this movie together, and just an overall feeling of giddiness from today’s events. The smile that was plastered on my face wasn’t going to be going away for a long time.
Once we got into my dressing room Josh plopped himself down on the couch, and I collected all my stuff so we could leave. While gathering my belongings off of the vanity I caught a glimpse of Josh in the mirror, and I noticed that the corners of his lips were curved into a sly smile. The look of amusement on his face was too much to ignore.
“What?” I asked while putting my makeup bag into my purse.
“I bet that face you made when I walked out is going to get a million hits on YouTube.” Josh imitated my surprised face. His impression was a really over dramatic and corny version of what actually happened. I let out an exaggerated sigh and turned my back to him.
There was the sound of shuffling, and suddenly he was standing in front of me. “Maybe people will even make it into one of those animations that play over and over again.”
He grabbed my arms and shook me playfully. “Jenn, you’re going to be the next Internet sensation!”
I fired him a glare. “I hate you right now, you know that right?”
His lips spread into his classic, charming, smile. “Love you too, best friend!”
I rolled my eyes. No wonder he has all the girls fan-girling about him. I have to admit, it is hard to resist that smile.
“So how did you do it?” I said, popping a piece of bubble gum in my mouth.” You know, getting the role of Peeta without anyone knowing.”
He held his hand out for a piece of gum. “As soon as you texted me about the part of Katniss, I got in contact with Gary and asked for an audition over Skype. It was so hard not to tell you I was Peeta, but I wanted to surprise you! Suzanne and Gary loved the idea of it being announced in just a shocking way.”
“And shocking it was. Want to head out now?” I asked.
“Sure, let’s go to your house. I want to see if I’ll get the same reaction out of your mom,” he said while holding open the studio doors for me.
“Well I sure hope you won’t lift her up and spin her.”
We laughed at the thought of it while hoping into Josh’s car.
He reached up and grabbed his black Ray Ban sunglasses from above the rear view mirror. “Could you imagine? Knowing my luck I’d probably drop her or something like that.”
“Poor, mom,” I said as I buckled my seatbelt.
We drove in silence for bit with the radio faintly playing in the background. It wasn’t an awkward kind of silence though; it was more of a relaxed stillness. We were both just enjoying being in each other’s company once again. I rolled down the window after we turned onto the highway and let the cool breeze hit my face. It was refreshing, it was perfect. I felt as though there was nothing in the world that could bring my mood down, and there really wasn’t.
“Yes,” Josh whispered in an excitable tone.
I cocked my head to the side as I watched his hand shoot straight for the volume dial. Suddenly a familiar and catchy tune was blaring through the car’s speakers.
I covered my ears. “You’ve got to kidding me, Josh!”
The song was Call Me Maybe. It’s a hell of a catchy song, but I’ve heard it so many times it’s getting on my nerves. I’ve noticed that a lot of guys have this strange kind of obsession with the song more than girls, and apparently Josh is one of those guys.
He bobbed his head to the beat. “Hey I just met you, and this is crazy—come on, Jenn! Sing with me!”
The music, the rhythm, and the horrible singing voice of my best friend belting out the lyrics broke through my wall of resentment. Before I knew it we were both singing along at the top of our lungs, with Josh drumming on the steering wheel, and me beating on the dashboard.
“Big finale, big finale,” he said, turning the music up even louder.
We played air instruments while the cars that drove by gave us weird looks, and amusing smiles.
The lyrics began again, “it’s hard to look right…. at you baaaaaaaaaby, but here’s my number….. so call me maybe!”
I began to laugh so hard that tears started to roll down my cheeks. When I looked over at Josh, I saw that he was doing just the same. I calmed my laughter and took some deep breaths as he pulled into my driveway
“Ouuu, someone’s got a visitor,” Josh said, wiping one of the tears off of his cheek.
I looked up to see Ryan sitting on my porch holding something behind his back. He wasn’t doing a good job at trying to be secretive on what he was hiding. I could clearly I could see a few petals of flowers poking out from behind him.
“D’awww,” Josh cooed in a baby voice.
I just shook my head and got out of the car.
I walked up to the front steps and smiled. “Hey, Ry.”
“Welcome home,” he said with his eyes looking over my shoulder.
I turned around and saw Josh walking towards us with his hands in his pockets.
“Ryan this is Josh, and Josh this is Ryan,” I introduced.
Josh stretched his hand towards him, “hey man, nice to meet you.”
“Ditto,” Ryan said, sounding a bit stand-offish.
I watched the way he interacted with Josh. It was almost like he was jealous. Jealous of me and Josh? I thought. Why would he be jealous? He knew we were just best friends.
Josh rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m just going to head on in and say hi to your mom,” he said leaving me and Ryan alone.
“These are for you.” He handed me a bouquet of beautiful blue Orchids.
“They’re beautiful, Ryan! You didn’t have to.” He was always surprising me with these little gifts here and there, he was too cute.
“You deserved them. I know I might have seemed uninterested in your big news the other day, but I really am proud of you.”
I leaned in and pressed my lips against his.
“And I have something else for you,” he said, reaching into his pocket.
“These are two VIP tickets to the first show of the Maroon 5 concert tonight. You can invite who you want, maybe your mom?” His eyebrows rose in a hopeful manner.
“This is awesome! Would you mind if I brought Josh? I’m sure he’d love to hear your music,” I suggested.
He looked at me out of his lowered eyelids. “Yeah, that’d be cool I guess.”
“Great! Did you want to come in?” I invited.
Ryan looked at his watch, “thanks for the offer, but I have to go set up for a sound check before the concert.”
"Alright, see you tonight,” I said kissing him one more time.
I walked into my house, quietly closing the door behind me. I heard Josh and my mom’s voice coming from the kitchen. Things felt back to normal when I saw Josh sitting at the bar in my kitchen with his head resting on his hands, and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich sitting in front of him. Even though we weren’t neighbours in L.A. like we are in Kentucky, I would still sometimes come home to him lounging around somewhere in my house, and days when he wasn’t at mine I would be over at his place.
“I can’t believe it,” my mom said shaking her head. “Katniss and Peeta. You two sure have grown up! I still remember when you two were just these cute little kids.”
“Come on now, Karen. We’re still pretty adorable!” Josh gave a wide, toothy smile.
“Not going to argue with that, but I just can’t believe how much time that’s gone by!”
“Here we go, “I teased, “time for a trip down memory lane.”
I hopped up onto my kitchen counter and sat with my legs dangling off the edge. I listened to my mom begin to tell stories about all the trouble we got into as kids.
“Do you guys remember that one time you ‘found’ that dog on your way home from school?”
Josh’s brown eyes lit up, “yes! Didn’t we take him from Mrs. Patterson’s driveway?” He asked my mom, laughing.
“I was watching out the window as Jennifer had him by the collar and you were pushing him from behind. Then you walked into the house with mischievous grins on your faces and said ‘look who followed us home’.”
I pointed at Josh, and spoke excitedly. “And then your dad made us bring him back and apologize! Oh God, we had such a bad apology too!”
“Hey Mrs. Patterson, sorry we stole your dog,” Josh mimicked our kid voices.
The sound of the home phone cut off out laughter. I checked the caller I.D and saw that it was my father.
“Hey, dad!” I answered.
My dad still lives back in Kentucky along with my older brothers. My mother didn’t want him to leave his job because he finally got the position he had always wanted. Besides, having him living at home gives us a place to escape to when the L.A. life gets too overwhelming. It’s the same situation with Josh’s family. His father is working in Kentucky and staying home with Josh’s younger brother.
“Hey, hun. I heard the good news, congratulations!”
“Thanks, dad!” I said, walking out of the kitchen to talk to him in private.
We talked about how cool it’s going to be shooting the film in North Carolina, and how he would be able to visit more often since it was closer. Then we got onto the topic of Josh having the role of Peeta.
He gave a small chuckle. “You know what that means.”
I frowned, “what are you talking about?”
“There are a few kiss scenes if I’m not mistaken!”
“Daaaad,” I whined.
My dad and Josh’s dad always joked around about our friendship. Going on about how we’re going to get married when we get older and things like that. When we were graduated from homeschooling they wanted to throw a prom just for the two of us. Our mom’s just shake their heads and let them have their fun. I guess it’s their job as a dad to tease their kids.
“Are you ever going to let that go?” I asked.
“Not until I walk you down the aisle,” he said in a semi joking way.
I rolled my eyes and sighed into the phone.
“Anyways, I just called quickly to say congratulations! I need to get back to work, so I’ll talk to you later.”
I walked back into the kitchen remembering that I had the Maroon 5 tickets in my pocket.
“Josh! Want to come to a Maroon 5 concert with me tonight?”
“Heck yeah!” He said while hopping off the bar stool, “I just need to go home and grab a couple things first!”
What’s that ringing sound? I shifted in my bed. There it is again…it sounds like a phone. THE PHONE!
My eyes shot open and I dove across my bed to reach the ringing cellphone that was placed on my nightstand. I got tangled in the sheets and rolled off the side of the bed, landing with a thump on my bedroom floor. I quickly pressed talk as I pushed myself up into a sitting position.
“Hello?” I said, trying not to sound out of breath.
“Jennifer? Why yes this is Gary, how are you?”
I felt instantly awake as the adrenaline pumped through my body. “I’m doing well, Gary. How are you?”
“I’m doing just fine. So I’m calling about you’re audition. Suzanne and I had a number of days to discuss, and we came to a decision.”
I could almost hear my heart drumming in my chest . “Uh-huh.”
“And congratulations, Jennifer. You got the part of Katniss Everdeen!”
I clapped my hand over my open mouth. “Oh my God, thank you! I don’t even know what to say.”
Gary gave a deep chuckle. “No need to thank me, you were exactly what Suzanne pictured as the perfect Katniss.”
My jaw almost hit the floor. “Wow, now that’s a compliment! Have you picked your Peeta yet?” I asked.
“Ermm, no. We have not.” His voice sounded hesitant.
“Oh, okay.” I said, silently nodding to myself.
“Now within the next couple of days you’ll be scheduled for interviews and talk shows. You’ll receive more information on those in the near future. For now, just prepare yourself for the world to see you as their Katniss.”
“I’ll try to get myself ready for that, I’m still trying to process it. Thanks again Gary, I’ll talk to you soon.”
I hung up the phone and threw myself back on my bed. I buried my face in my pillows and squealed like school girl who just talked to her crush for the first time. I can’t believe I’m Katniss!
Gary was right. The past couple weeks have been interview after interview, calls from radio stations, and my first television appearance is today. It’s on the Ellen DeGeneres Show which I’m beyond excited for. Ellen is hilarious and being a guest on her show is going to be an honor! By now the world knows I’m Katniss, and that means that Josh all the way in Spain knows as well. He texted me as soon as the news got out.
Is there something you forgot to tell me, Jenn?! Or should I say, KATNISS!
I decided not to tell Josh the good news and have it be a surprise for him, and a surprise it was!
Way to go, kiddo! I knew the odds were “ever in your favor” ;)
Hahaha Josh I missss youuuu! :(
Aww I’ll be home before you know it! Just a couple more weeks, hang in there.
Now I’m still just anxiously waiting for that day to come. It is exactly one week from today that his flight lands in L.A. At least I’ve got these talk shows to keep me busy.
I was taken to NBC Studios were staff members from the Ellen Show quickly took me to my dressing room. My room was the first door closest to the stage, and it was also separated from the rest of the dressing rooms. I was never told who was appearing on the show today, but I guess I wouldn’t be seeing whoever they were walking the hallways. I sat in front of the mirror until my hair and makeup was finished, then my stylist placed an outfit down that I changed into.
No time was wasted before it was time for the show to start. I followed behind a woman who took me to just beyond the stage. I could hear the audience laughing and cheering as Ellen introduced them to the show.
“Our first guest starred in the Oscar Nominated film Winter’s Bone, and has just been announced to star in the 2012 film, The Hunger Games. Please welcome, Jennifer Lawrence!” The song Domino by Jessie J played through the studio as I walked out on stage.
Ellen greeted me with a hug and did a goofy dance before the DJ, Tony, cut off the music.
“Hey, Jennifer! How are you?” Ellen said as we sat down.
I crossed my legs comfortably. “I’m excellent, how are you?”
“I’m very good,” she smiled. “You’re actually quickly becoming a house hold name these days, how does that feel?”
“Wow, I mean..” I threw my arms in the air. “I’m speechless! It’s truly amazing to think about.”
“You’re only 19, aren’t you? And where are you from?” She questioned.
“Yes, I’m 19, and I’m from Kentucky,” I replied and some of the audience applauded.
“I imagine L.A. is a lot bigger than your hometown!”
I nodded my head many times. “Oh yeah! L.A. has all these tourist attractions too, but where I’m from its like ‘come try our prize winnin’ biscuits and gravy,” I said in my best southern accent.
The audience laughed along with Ellen.
“I see, so coming to L.A. you must have met a lot of people! Like boys for example.” She raised her eyebrows and gave a child-like smile.
I cleared my throat and leaned forward to take a sip of my water, pretending like I didn’t hear the question.
“Oh I don’t know about that…” I said acting coy.
“Who’s this boy?”
A shirtless picture of Ryan at the beach appeared on the screen behind me and the audience shouted in approval.
I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms. “He looks pretty cute.”
“Is that all?” She pried. “So are you two dating? An item? Married perhaps?”
I flashed my left hand. “No ring!” The audience snickered.
“So, that’s how it is. You guys must be divorsed then.” I let out a hearty laugh at Ellen’s witty comeback.
She then looked into the camera. “We have to break for commercial. Hunger Games talk with Jennifer Lawrence after this!”
I looked at Ellen and narrowed my eyes. “You sure do your research before guests come on this show don’t you?” I joked.
“It’s what I do best,” she grinned.
Make-up artists came to the stage and powered us down while fixing our hair one last time. Then the producer’s voice came over the speakers.
“And we’re back in five, four, three,” he held up the number two and one with his fingers before we went back on air.
“Welcome back. We’re here with actress Jennifer Lawrence who was just announced to play Katniss Everdeen in the upcoming film The Hunger Games. So Jennifer, what is The Hunger Games for people who don’t know what it’s all about.”
“Well it’s book one in a trilogy written by Suzanne Collins. Basically it’s about this dystopian country in the future that’s split into 12 Districts. To keep everything in balance they take one boy and one girl between the ages of 12 to 18 to an arena where they have a competition and fight to the death, and that’s what they call The Hunger Games.”
“And so you play Katniss? Why is her character so important?” She asked.
“She’s one of the main characters, and she’s from District 12. Her sister was chosen to fight in the games so she volunteered to take her place. Volunteering usually never happens so it kind of throws her to the center of attention right from the beginning,” I said and the audience clapped.
“And the boy from District 12 that gets chosen is Peeta, right? Do you know who is playing the role of Peeta?” Ellen asked.
“No, unfortunately I don’t!”
“That’s too bad,” Ellen paused. “Because we do. And he’s here today.”
“Shut up!” I said with wide eyes. “Is he really?” I looked behind me to see if anyone was creeping out from backstage.
“He is! Come with me and you’ll get to be surprised along with everyone else.”
I walked with Ellen down to the main floor and stood in front of a wall that splits apart.
“Whenever you’re ready, Tony!”
Tony played the chorus from the song We Are Young by Fun as the wall came apart.
No way. My jaw dropped to the floor.
In front of me was a boy in khaki pants and a white T-shirt, with a beaming smile across his face.
“Josh Hutcherson, everyone!” Ellen announced and the audience stood and applauded.
I sprinted towards him and hurdled into his arms. He picked me up off the floor and spun me around in a hug. I took in a deep breath and breathed in that familiar scent that I missed so much. The crowd was cheering so loud, we couldn’t say anything to each other even if we tried.
“Alright, alright!” Ellen said, settling down the audience.
“Oh my God.” I finally choked out as I looked from Ellen back at Josh.
He grinned, “surprise.” I threw my arms around him one more time, still unable to believe he was actually here.
“Let’s head over to the couches so we can talk.”
Josh put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me along to the now bigger red chair beside Ellen.
“Good to see you, Josh!” Ellen greeted.
“It’s good to see you too!”
“So I heard you’ve been away in Spain, shooting a movie. Is that right?”
I watched him speak with Ellen about filming his movie with Johnny Depp. He would send a glance in my direction, every now and then, and smirk.
“Looks like somebody is even happier to see you,” she pointed towards me.
Josh put his hand over mine and gave it a squeeze. “I’m shaking,” I said.
“So I’m assuming you two know each other?” Ellen asked.
I snorted. “Knowing each other is an understatement!”
“If you consider a 19 year friendship knowing her, then yeah, I guess I do.” He nudged my arm with his elbow and the crowd cheered.
“Wow, 19 years! So you guys grew up together?”
We both nodded our heads.
“Yup! Best friends since I can remember,” I said.
“Let’s test this out. We have a little game for you two, and then we’ll talk more about your character later, Josh.”
Ellen reached on the table next to her and picked up a pile of cue cards.
“I’ll ask Josh five questions about you,” she said looking at me. “Then I’ll ask Jennifer a different five, and we’ll see if you get them all right.”
Josh rubbed his hands together. “Bring it!”
“When’s Jennifer’s birthday?”
“Awe come on, that’s easy! August 15th,” he said with confidence.
Ellen continued to the next question. “She was voted ‘most something’ in her class, what was it?”
Josh chuckled. “Oh, most talkative for sure.” A dinging sound filled the studio, indicating the correct answer.
“Jennifer appeared in a music video, what’s the name and who’s the artist?”
“Umm,” he said scratching the back of his neck. “Oh! That one from Parachute. What’s it called again,” he snaps his fingers together. “The Mess I Made!”
“Very good! Final question, Jennifer learned how to do what in her last movie, Winter’s Bone.”
“She showed me this one,” Josh said while shaking his head. “Is it skin a squirrel?”
“It is! Now your turn, Jennifer,” Ellen said switching up the cards.
“No pressure,” Josh teased.
“True or false, Josh used to have blanket called ‘Yellow Blankie’?”
Josh covered his face with his hands.
“That’s definitely true. He carried that thing with him everywhere!”
“Hey, how come she didn’t have any embarrassing questions?!” He said, peeking out from behind his fingers.
Ellen laughed. “What part of the body does Josh hate when people crack.”
I rolled my eyes. “Their ankles.”
She looked confused. “Why their ankles, that’s so random!”
“Have you ever heard it, Ellen?! It’s disgusting!” This caused the audience to roar with laughter.
“Onto question 3, what is his favorite superhero?”
“Batman, that’s an easy one,” I said.
“Last question, what is Josh’s favorite sports team?”
“That would be the Cincinnati Bengals!” The dinging sound filled the studio.
“You both got every answer correct, but I still don’t believe you’re best friends.”
We gave each other a puzzled look as a staff member brought Ellen a big bag. She pulled out two T-shirts, one for me and one for Josh. They had a giant picture of Ellen’s face on it with ‘BFF’ written underneath it.
“Because you’re my best friends, duh!” We laughed and took the shirts.
“More with Josh Hutcherson and Jennifer Lawrence after the break!” Ellen said as the show went to commercial.