Thread: Director's Choice (Valken x glasspearls)

Emily Evans still felt nervous butterflies in her stomach left over from the previous mornings' callback. The young actress could hardly believe it when her phone rang yesterday, a secretary informing her she had impressed the Casting Director in her previous auditions and was now to meet the Director himself to secure her position. Or at least that's what she thought the secretary said. Emily had been so excited and nervous she could hardly concentrate on the instructions given over the phone. It had all seemed too good to be true. Emily had only just moved to LA from a small town in Seattle a month ago, yet here she was already auditioning for a role as a supporting actress in a film. The petite brunette had always held a secret desire to act but her shyness in high school held her back. The moment she graduated she dedicated her time to participating in community theatre plays and came alive as an actress, feeling a burning desire to make it in LA. Though her parents had warned her of rejection and the vices she would face in LA, Emily couldn't help but feel she was riding out a lucky streak straight to the Academy Awards. Despite the quick pace of her move to LA and her experience auditioning, her innocence had not yet been ruined by the LA lifestyle. Emily had always been a diligent student, who used manners and spoke kindly of people. Even despite having a longterm boyfriend throughout high school, Emily hadn't done so much as give him a hand job, permitting him only to cop a feel of her 36C breasts over her shirt. Virginal in appearance and manner, no one ever thought of her inexperience as a bad thing when she flashed them her round blue eyes like saucers and delivered a pouty, sugary sweet smile. Sitting giddy in the waiting room, Emily smoothed her hand over her simple black pants, adjusting the hem of her light blue blouse which complimented her porcelain skin, reciting lines in her head. Having not expected there to be further competition for the role, Emily couldn't help but let her mouth fall open slightly agape as a busty blonde strolled through the waiting room doors. ---- The blonde in question was Amber Willcocks , who was currently fumbling around with her wallet and phone, her scatterbrained mind jumping here and there. The chill of the waiting room got to her instantly as her white sundress with a flirty hemline was better suited for the sunny California weather rather than an air conditioned room. Rustling a hand through her golden curls, she adjusted the thin straps of her dress, which were already straining to contain the 34DD breasts. Being slightly late and under dressed didn't faze Amber though. She had been waiting months to catch a break like this and she wasn't going to mess it up now. Amber had lived in lived in LA for just over 4 months now and yesterday's call was her first callback. In her previous auditions, she had always been rejected for either fumbling her lines or coming unprepared. With a tougher crowd, showing cleavage and an innocent smile wasn't enough to get a part. When she had received the same call Emily did, Amber could hardly believe the news and the smile beaming from ear to ear had not left her face since hanging up the phone. Amber's weakness had always been that she was a bit too gullible and a bit too naive for her own good. In her high school days the football team had once convinced her it was better to practice her cheerleading routine in her bra and panties since there would be less wind resistance. Despite a reputation as somewhat easy, Amber had never progressed further than a blowjob. Her heart was pure gold and her charismatic and effervescent personality, not to mention her alluring curves, made people think she was destined to succeed in LA. Now that she was here, she couldn't let everyone down. ---- Jessica Calvetti was the final girl to arrive. Breezing past the receptionist, Jessica walked with an air of cocky confidence, eyeing the two girls in the waiting room as she took her seat. The fair skinned brunette with blue eyes looked like a deer in headlights and the blonde seemed far too much like an airhead, with breasts so disproportionate to her small frame she could almost topple over. If this was her competition, Jessica was confident she'd be signing a contract for the role any second. Jessica evidently was much more experienced than the two girls, in more ways than one. Though she too had only just arrived in LA, Jessica had experience in New York filming some straight to DVD releases of low budget horror films. Due to her raven black hair, tanned skin, and piercing blue eyes, Jessica had a wicked and seductive flair about her that seemed to get her type cast as either the bitch or the slut, perpetually running away from whichever ax murderer was chosen for the role. That was all merely a role Jessica played though, thinking it was better to have a tough exterior if she was to survive the LA world. Despite her previous acting gigs, Jessica still needed this role just about as much as the other girls craved it. Moving to LA had been tough on her bank account and she needed to book a high paying job. Not too mention the films she'd participated in in the past didn't exactly garner her respect. She wanted to flourish as a an actress that could do more than just look hot in the rain and scream for her life. Getting this role would give a huge boost to her career. There was a fire burning inside her, and Jessica knew she would do just about anything to wipe out her competition and get the part.