She leaped for joy in so much excitement. These drew the attention of her neighbours; they gathered in front of her door, just to be sure that nothing bad was happening to her.
Her mum came back home and met her dancing.
"Eve, what's wrong with you?"
Growing up, Eve didn’t really connect on a deep level with her parents. The woman she called her mother was not really her biological mother, but she stuck with her. Madalene, her foster mother, never seized to make life miserable for her. Her father was her initial saviour, until he transitioned into the world beyond the reach of humans.
Though she passed through hell, she struggled on her own to go through school. Even when she had the opportunity to find her life somewhere else, she remained with the woman she called her mother.
"The landlord came by today, so get some money and pay for the house rent," Madalene said.
Eve nodded in the affirmative. Of course, Madalene never cared to know where she got the money from; it wasn't her business to know, just let the money come.
"Cook something for me and the children, I am very hungry." She said authoritatively as if she had dropped some money for feeding; she never cared how she made every meal.
Despite all these, Eve loved her unconditionally.
The next day she put on the best cloth she could find. She stared at the mirror; she wasn't pleased with what she saw. It’s been months since the last time she plaited her hair. She looked shabby, but who cares?
She braced herself and hurried to ‘Spotlight Film Production Limited’. She didn't want to be late at all, not for any reason.
"Have you heard? Simon has bought this film house worth millions..."
The ‘Amebo group’ she bypassed whispered this information into the air.
“Why would Simon do that?” she asked herself.
She stopped halfway. If Simon has bought this production company, that means he is the boss now, and she answers to him. Oh no!
"Everyone gather around,” The director said. “We will be shooting a film right now. You all will try out this role, and we will pick the best."
Eve was first to step on stage. Unfortunately, her worst nightmare showed up.
"Do it again!"
Simon instructed.
She sighed and repeated her performance.
"Bark like a dog!" Simon instructed.
What? It took her a while, but she did it anyway. Others had to giggle at the scene.
"Again… Again..."
This went on till noon. No one could say a word.
"What's this, sir?” she asked. “I’m here to act."
Simon laughed.
"You don't get it, do you? You are only here so I can make your life miserable. You can go if you’re tired," he said.
She smiled.
"Well, it’s game on, sir."
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