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Omar POV
After he just parked his car at the parking place, which was almost empty, he stared at the immense building in front of him. Finally he thought, it is going to happen. After months of delay, it was today that they start recording the new season of Elite. Covid 19 really messed so much up, in so many ways. But the producers managed everything within their power that the finally could get the show back on the road. He took a look at the bags that were in the backseat of his car and smiled.
Everybody involved was tested negative on the virus earlier this morning, so they had a go ahead. Carlos Montera and Dario Madrona, the creative minds behind the show, had everything arranged within the smallest details. They rented two big villa’s, were the actors would be going after work.
For the next four weeks he was going to work and live with is colleagues. And strangely he was looking forward to it. They all have become friends during the recording of the previous shows. The thought of chilling with them after work, was one filled with pleasure.
Sure he was going to miss not being able to visit his family and his friends, but he could call them and even FaceTime them. And when the first set of 4 weeks was done, he was off for 2 weeks and then he had plenty of time to see them again and hang out, within the rules set due to the virus ofcourse.
As he took a look at his watch he saw it was just 9.15, he knew he was early, as he always was. The first meeting was scheduled at 10.00. Omar got out of his car, leaving his bags behind in the car as he didn’t need them on the set and entered the building. He went to the small kitchen and made a pot of coffee, like he did about 50 times before.
When he poured himself a cup, he heard a familiar voice behind him saying “pour me one too babe, I definitely going to need t”.
When he turned around, he saw Claudia standing in the doorway. She looked like she had put an all nighter. Omar couldnt help start laughing out loud, it was so typical Claudia or should he say Rebe. He couldn’t help himself and pulled her in for a hug.
“I guess you’re not going to say that I look great, aren’t you?” She asked, while pushing his shoulder lightly.
“You always look great, you know that and even if you didn’t I would still love you.”
“ Just shut up idiot and give me a damn coffee”
They chitchat a little as they headed towards the meeting room, to their surprise they saw that Miquel and Itzan were already present. They greeted each other amicably and talked a little about their activities during the last couple of months. All the others slowly trickled in one by one, except for the one Omar was looking forward to see the most. The one he had missed the most, although they had seen each other several times and phoned each other almost every week since the previous show ended. He and Aron had become good friends since they’ve met. They bonded over the scenes they played together, which seemed easy for them to do due to their mutual respect.
Omar kept his eye on the door, hoping he would see his friend coming trough every minute now. A strange feeling settled in his mind. What the hell, he thought by himself, pressing the feeling away as soon as it came up.
“Let’s get seated” Ramon Salazar, the producer said, looking around to see if everybody was there yet.
“ I see Piper is late as usually, but we have to get started” Dami de la Orde, the co producer said.
When everybody was seated, the empty spot next to Omar, made him feel annoyed. He felt slightly abandoned by his friend. And again he asked himself why he was feeling like the way he did. Maybe it was, that he came in early because he was anxious to see Aron again and that Aron surely wasn’t that eager to see him. Somehow this thought made him feel a little sad
Suddenly the door was slammed open and Aron entered with his hands up in the air “Iam sorry, Iam sorry” quickly taking place at the seat next to him. Omar raised his eyebrow questioning and looked at Aron.
“Dont get me started” Aron sighted.
Aron POV
“Fuck Fuck Fuck where are my keys” Aron yelled to himself, hands in his hair, looking around his place. He had planned everything so well, he wanted to be at the studio early, so he could meet up with his colleagues and chitchat with them before they had to get started. He was looking forward to talk to Omar, which he had really missed the last weeks. Omar made some trips abroad with his friends and he had been busy recording some songs. So he planned to be at the studio at least at 9,30 to catch up with him. But someway he managed to screw up that plan completely. If he wasn’t going to find his car keys this very minute, he would be terribly late. And at that same moment he saw his keys lying on the kitchen counter, grabbing his keys and his packed bags from the hallway, he closed his apartment with a slam. He was mad at himself, what was it that made him this nervous? What was it that made him forget were everything was today.
Before he drove of in his car, he looked at his phone and saw it was already 9.45. And that’s when he knew he was going to be late, yet again.
Well he was going to make sure that he was going to make up some time while driving. He was nearly there when his phone rang, on his screen he could see it was Jessica, the girl he has been dating a few times. It was all over social media, everybody was speculating about it, and he enjoyed the attention and all the speculations. He liked to be the mystery guy.
“Hey Jess, what’s up?” He answered his phone.
“ Hey babe, Iam going to miss you a lot”
“It’s only going to be for 4 weeks, and we will see each other after that.”
“ Cant you sneak out sometime?”
“ No I can’t and you know that already, we have talked about it.”
“ Can we at least make us official? Let the world know that we are a thing, that we are together? Aron, It would make me feel better about this” .
Aron was getting annoyed, he didn’t want to make this relation public, not now and if he was honest he didn’t want to do it in the future either. They had a nice time together, while there were no strings attached.
They have had sex, he was a guy and Jessica was gorgeous and he had his needs. But he wasn’t looking for something serious. So maybe he should let her down easy, but he knew he couldn’t do it by phone and there was in time to see her in person.
“You know Iam not allowed now, you know the fans are rooting for Omander. That is the image the producers want to spread out.
They don’t want the dream of the fans to shatter before the show is finished. I could get in trouble for that”
It was a flat out lie, he wouldn’t be in any trouble, he had a right at a personal life. At that moment he made a decision, he and Jessica were over. He would end it as soon as he sees her.
“ Jess, I have to go, Iam at the studio. I will call you later….bye” . He hung up the phone before she could say anything.
He hated that he lied to her, but he was raised with manners. He would end it face to face, that is what she deserved. As he turned into the parking lot, he saw Omar’s car, as always it was parked across 2 spaces. It made him smile and suddenly that nervous feelings surfaces again.
As soon as he stepped out of the car he looked at the time 10.07.
Not bad Piper, not bad he mumbled. He just ran into the building , and trough to hallway towards the meeting room. He stopped in front of the door, took a deep breath and pushed the door open, but the door was lighter then he remembered so the door just slammed open. Great entrance he thought by himself. He raised his hands in the air as apology “ Iam sorry, Iam sorry” he said, knowing his cheeks were turning slightly red.
He hurried to the only empty seat, next to Omar, who was raising his eyebrow at him. “Don’t get me started” he said. Was it in his imagination or was Omar really not amused with him.