All Chapters of I am not Your Love Story: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

As I rounded the last corner, the number of people waiting in the hallway was unbelievable. There were people from all walks of life here hoping for the same chance as me to become a rising star. I knew there would be many people here, but I wasn’t expecting this amount of bodies! I wondered which of them were here to sing or to dance, or perhaps act.Would they split us up into our various talents? Or would we just go in one by one and show off what we could do? While I was mulling over my thoughts, one of the staff members stepped up to me.“Name?”“Liam Smith,” I replied with a smile.The staff member nodded and checked for my name on his list. On finding it, he nodded and ticked it off. “Very well, Mister Smith. We will call you in when it is your turn. Please wait here until then,” they said and moved onto the next person who had shown up.The waiting seemed like it would take fo

Being paired with another person had its pros and cons for the interview. The pros being the fact that I had someone I could bounce off of during a scene, being able to work together also helped showcase how well you could work during improvised sessions. The cons were, if your partner messed up, it could reflect badly on you if their mistakes caught you out.I hoped to God they paired me up with the girl, assuming my hunch about her was right. Not because together we would both pass the test, but because she looked like she was least likely to mess up, which would be a risk for me too.Luck was not on my side, however, as they paired me up with one of the older, more nervous ones. The man wasn’t too much older than me, but he gave me the impression that this was not the first time he had tried to get hired here.Despite the disappointment in the match, I figured I should still be polite. I smiled at the man an

I can feel my heart thumping loudly in my chest as I start taking off my shirt. I can feel my cheeks burning brighter and hotter at the thought of showing off my body to those who are pretty much strangers to me, even if I have spent half of the day with them. Not to mention if that is Kain Jones! To be looked at by that man has my mind swirling. I have no way of knowing what sort of body they’re looking for with this role, I just hope I have such a body they are after. I know requiring actors to strip is quite common for performers, even if I wish that wasn’t a reality. As the last button is undone, the man in the hat made a short hum of thought before saying dismissively, “that’ll do. Thank you.” I didn’t even get to take the shirt all the way off. That… was a distinctly bad sign. Did he sense how nervous I felt? Or could see without me going fully topless that my form wasn’t what he was looking for? I could fee

The other young lad was just exiting the office as I made my back there. It hadn’t been long since I had left, but by the look of things, they had already rejected him. This did not surprise me; he wasn’t much older than me and his body type was not too dissimilar either. I offered him a small smile of comfort as I passed him by, but I had no intention of stopping to talk with him about things. As I found myself back at the office, I could tell that the CEO was still within, as I heard him speaking with someone on the phone’s loudspeaker. I couldn’t quite hear who he was speaking with, but at a guess, it was the woman from before. I almost felt bad for interrupting them, but I felt this couldn’t wait until they finished. I took a deep breath in and opened the door with a bit more force than I had planned to use. Kain paused in what he was talking about and looked up at me through his glasses. He did not look impressed to see me in the least. In

The first blow lands in my gut, causing me to buckle over as far as I can go while being held by the big dude behind me. I don’t even have that much money on me, or even a phone. I had to scrape up what little I could just to afford the outfit for today and that meant selling what little I owned. It was a cruel irony in a way. The leader didn’t hold back his punches and when he had grown bored with hitting me; he let his friends have their fun. At least they weren’t punching my face… THWACK My cheek stung from the blow. I shouldn’t have tested fate by thinking about it. It was inevitable, really. Another blow landed on my other cheek. Regardless, I did my best to endure their onslaught of punches. As they slowed down, I shot them a small glare. I refused to give them the satisfaction of showing them any pain. Big mistake. The leader had the big fellow knock me to the ground and before I could get up or roll away, the fiv