Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Tuesday for Tuesday, 6.2

Tenacious Tuesday
 Tuesday's Torrent: Chapter 6, Part 2
by Lindsey Michelle

     As Tuesday dressed in her hotel room – caring much more about what she wore to dinner with Peter than she cared to admit – she checked the messages on her cell. She’d kept it off all afternoon, first because of the interview, then in case Kenneth called.
     She needn’t worry. There wasn’t a call from Kenneth. There was, however, a message from her agent.
     “Tuesday, how’d the interview go? Call me when you get this. I have a message here from…” His voice trailed off momentarily. “What name did he… Oh, okay, he says you know him. Zack Meadows? He wants to talk to you.”
     Tuesday almost dropped the phone. She’d been so preoccupied with not mentioning Zack that she’d forgotten he could have every intention of mentioning her!
     She put her hand to her face. And he had pictures on his phone to prove it. Stupid, she thought to herself, what was I thinking?
     Tuesday shoved her phone into her purse and turned back to her clothes. Think about it later, she told herself. For now, she was focused on dinner with Peter.
     Peter certainly took her mind off of everything. He was in good spirits throughout dinner, and though Tuesday was widely familiar with Los Angeles – she’d live there for several years before London, after all – he seemed to play the “host” role to her.
     Near the end of dinner, she slipped, revealing the name of the hotel where she was staying.
     “I can’t seem to say anything right today,” she said, laughing, and invited him to sit by the pool with her.
     They dipped their feet into the swimming pool, lit by a combination of outdoor lights and the moon. Tuesday kicked her feet gently, and turned to Peter.
     “So you never quite said what you’re doing here,” she said.
     “No?” he said, grinning.
     She shook her head. He leaned back, looking at the sky, not her.
     “I’m getting into the movie business, baby,” he teased.
     She shook her head in disbelief. “What about your photography?”
     “I’m not giving it up,” he assured her. “In fact, I’m photographing a hot young star tomorrow at three.”
     “Really?” Tuesday laughed. “I have a photo shoot tomorrow at three, too!”
     Tuesday fell silent. The moment the words left her mouth, she regretted them.
     “Well, I’m batting a thousand today,” she said.
    He grinned at her. “I thought telling you at dinner might make things awkward.”
     “Keeping secrets is so much more agreeable,” she said sarcastically.
     “Well what’s wrong with your agent, doesn’t he give you any info?”
     She looked down. “I haven’t been in the best of touch.”
     “Why’s that?”
     Tuesday met his gaze. She opened her mouth, words about Zack were at the tip of her tongue, but she resisted.
     “I should rest up for that photo shoot,” she said instead. “It’s getting late.”
     He offered to walk her to her hotel room, but she shook her head. The last time he walked her to her room had been their first – though only – kiss.
     “I’ll see you tomorrow,” Tuesday said, kissing him lightly on the cheek before she turned to walk away.

     Posing in front of Peter proved to be unnerving. Tuesday felt extremely self-conscious, and despite the abundance of crew, it was as though there was a spotlight on Peter.
     As she changed into one of the other outfits, Tuesday scolded herself. He was a photographer, professional like any other. Go with it.
     She didn’t need to be labeled “difficult.” That morning, she received another message from her agent regarding Zack – she knew she could only pull this avoidance bit for so long. But why was he continuing to use a pseudonym? Did her agent know that Zack Meadows was a false name?
     As she sat down for hair and make-up touch-ups, Peter sauntered over.
     “I thought for the next part, we’ll have you sit down for a few shots,” he said.
     She nodded, not speaking as the makeup artist coated her lips with a teeny brush full of gloss.
     “You’re doing well,” he added.
     She looked up at him, her eyes grateful, and he returned to his camera.
     The photo shoot went smoothly after that.

To Be Continued...

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