#03 - March Table of Doom

Mar 22, 2014 23:07

Title: Nothing Up My Sleeve
Prompt(s) Used: Nothing Up My Sleeve
Style(s)/Genre(s) Used: Past Tense
Word Count: 351
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Dance Academy
Pairings (if any): Jamie/ Kat
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/etc): none
Summary: Jamie thinking about what he has in common with Kat.

There were stars in my eyes. I'd wanted to be a director ever since I saw my first movie on the big screen when I was 3 years old. I'm not kidding, I still remember being blown away and my parents remember me promising I was going to "make magic" one day. Finally, I had made it. It didn't matter now about the journey, I was the second AD in charge of talent in a real production. The only problem was that the actors seemed nowhere in sight and we were due to start shooting in a few minutes. I could only guess they’d be hanging out by the craft services table. That’s where everyone always hung out in our film school productions.

I had to cross my arms as I approached the table. Of course that’s where everyone was gathered. And that’s where I first saw Kat. It wasn’t until later that I realized she was caught up in her own world… She had literally fallen into the chance of a lifetime. At first, I hated her for that, but it wasn’t long until I realized we actually had a lot in common. Not to sound conceited, but I know I’m talented, just like Kat has amazing natural talent, but how much does that really count for? While she was handed everything on a silver platter, she always had to fight to keep her place. I understood what that felt like. I started with nothing and fought to the top of my class in film school. Now that I’ve graduated, I have to fight for everything.

It really got to me that she treated me like nothing during those first few weeks. I understood later that she was just feeling lost, in way over her head. Later, she finally explained that she had finally found something she could see herself doing for the rest of her life. And that’s how I felt. I could relate to finding something I was actually good at. And just like Kat, I had nothing up my sleeve, I had nothing to fall back on.

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