#Chapter 56: I’ll See You At The Top

After leaving hair and makeup, I return to the set and sit in my assigned chair, opposite Miles, who also sits in his. Around us, the crew mills about, checking the sound and adjusting the lighting. The cameras zoom in and out, the director arguing somewhat about the placement. Miles, it seems, is taller than the director expected. With everyone else so busy, Miles and I have nothing to do but steal glances at each other. Eventually, I can’t handle the quiet any longer, especially when there is a lot I want to say. “Thank you,” I start with. “You really stood up for me there.” “You are welcome,” Miles says, but adds, “Though I’m not sure why it was necessary.” “What do you mean?” “You know Amber has been hounding me since my election for an interview. You can’t have thought that she actually wore me down. Did you really think she had been the one to win this interview? Why would you let her take the credit?” I supposed, if I truly thought about it, I had always been som