This is a snippet I came up with one morning a few days ago. I’ve shared it elsewhere, but would love some feedback from other readers. I want to turn this into a full-blown story, but I have a lot of commissions to work on first. Anyway, if you all like this, I may do a longer part 2.
Crystal’s confident smirk drove a jolt of fury into my heart. My fists clenched tighter and I bit back a cruel retort. It wouldn’t do me any good. She was the talent, I was just the hired help. With a word, Crystal could have me off the set and dismissed from any future prospects in the film industry, or so she claimed. As a young relative-nobody, I was not about to take that chance.
“I think you heard me,” Crystal repeated herself in that smug, sweet tone. “I want to practice some of my moves from my next scene on you.”
I had heard her of course, but this sort of thing was well outside my contract. I could get hurt, or worse, I could hurt her! I could see the headlines now, “Film assistant blacklisted after knocking out actress Crystal Wei during stunt practice.” That would be it—all my efforts and ambitions shot down in a moment thanks to this preening diva and her endless demands.