the air. Lisa looked up at the sky. Enormous gray clouds billowedoverhead. The second gust of wind brought the first burst of rain.
The cameramen covered their equipment with tarps. Everybody else ran for cover.
Lisa brought Pepper into the stable. The horse looked out at the downpour uneasily. She realized, looking at him, that his moodiness may have been partly caused by the impending storm.
The whole crew stood watching the rain for about ten minutes until Oliver announced the obvious.
“This isn’t going to stop soon,” he said. “Let’s change plans. We have an interior to shoot with some of the minor characters. You two,” he said to Lisa and Skye. “Go get some schooltime in, and if it clears up, we’ll try this scene again later. Otherwise, tomorrow.”
Skye seemed very relieved. He turned and headed right for the makeshift classroom in Mrs. Reg’s office. Lisa took Pepper back to his stall and untacked him. She didn’t know if it was part of an actor’s job to untack horses in movies, but she knew if she didn’t take care of the horse, her “chaperone,” Max, would give her a hard time.
It just took a few minutes, and when she arrived at the schoolroom, she found a history test in progress. The subject was Woodrow Wilson’s Fourteen Points and the end of World War I. Lisa had studied that last semesterand had reviewed it with Sabina this week. She took up paper and pencil and finished the test in a few minutes. Skye was done quickly, too. Alicia and Jesse took longer. The tutor excused Skye and Lisa. They withdrew to the tack room to talk. That way, Alicia and Jesse wouldn’t be disturbed.
“Whew,” Skye sighed, sitting down on a stepladder.
Lisa didn’t know whether the sigh was relief about the history test or the rain that had stopped the day’s filming. She looked at her watch. It was early afternoon. She was afraid that if the rain stopped, Oliver would want them to work late again. This was going to be her last chance to get to the mall with Stevie and Carole. She didn’t mind working tomorrow morning, even though it was the day of the birthday party. She just didn’t want to miss out on any more of the planning. She glanced out the window and was relieved to see the sky filled with dark and oppressive clouds.
“Good,” she said, almost involuntarily.
“My feeling, exactly,” Skye said. “I don’t blame you for being angry with me.”
“I’m not angry,” Lisa said. “I’m just glad that it looks like it’s going to keep on raining, because I want to leave on time today.”
“What are you doing?” he asked.
Lisa told him about her conversations with Stevie andCarole earlier in the week and how they were all going back to the mall to go shopping for the colonel—no matter what time she got out.
“It’s just that the earlier, the better,” she added.
“You really love doing that kind of thing, don’t you?” Skye asked.
“Any kind of thing is more fun to do when I get to do it with Stevie and Carole.”
Skye nodded knowingly. “I can see how that would be true.” He sounded genuinely envious.
“Would you like to come along?” she asked. “Stevie and Carole would think that was a blast.”
“It would be great,” Skye said. “But remember our trip to the ice-cream place? It could be like that—only worse.”
“Oh, yes,” Lisa said, recalling the nightmare vividly. Lisa leaned back to consider the matter. If only there was a way to disguise Skye. Then a thought occurred to her. How hard could it be to create a disguise with all the facilities of a professional movie company at your disposal?
“What’s that funny look on your face?” Skye asked.
“What look?” Lisa asked.
“It’s sort of the way Stevie looks sometimes,” Skye said.
Lisa giggled. “It must be because I’m getting an idea fora Stevie-type scheme. See, if you hang around somebody long enough, you start to think the way they do.…”
“And?” he asked
The cameramen covered their equipment with tarps. Everybody else ran for cover.
Lisa brought Pepper into the stable. The horse looked out at the downpour uneasily. She realized, looking at him, that his moodiness may have been partly caused by the impending storm.
The whole crew stood watching the rain for about ten minutes until Oliver announced the obvious.
“This isn’t going to stop soon,” he said. “Let’s change plans. We have an interior to shoot with some of the minor characters. You two,” he said to Lisa and Skye. “Go get some schooltime in, and if it clears up, we’ll try this scene again later. Otherwise, tomorrow.”
Skye seemed very relieved. He turned and headed right for the makeshift classroom in Mrs. Reg’s office. Lisa took Pepper back to his stall and untacked him. She didn’t know if it was part of an actor’s job to untack horses in movies, but she knew if she didn’t take care of the horse, her “chaperone,” Max, would give her a hard time.
It just took a few minutes, and when she arrived at the schoolroom, she found a history test in progress. The subject was Woodrow Wilson’s Fourteen Points and the end of World War I. Lisa had studied that last semesterand had reviewed it with Sabina this week. She took up paper and pencil and finished the test in a few minutes. Skye was done quickly, too. Alicia and Jesse took longer. The tutor excused Skye and Lisa. They withdrew to the tack room to talk. That way, Alicia and Jesse wouldn’t be disturbed.
“Whew,” Skye sighed, sitting down on a stepladder.
Lisa didn’t know whether the sigh was relief about the history test or the rain that had stopped the day’s filming. She looked at her watch. It was early afternoon. She was afraid that if the rain stopped, Oliver would want them to work late again. This was going to be her last chance to get to the mall with Stevie and Carole. She didn’t mind working tomorrow morning, even though it was the day of the birthday party. She just didn’t want to miss out on any more of the planning. She glanced out the window and was relieved to see the sky filled with dark and oppressive clouds.
“Good,” she said, almost involuntarily.
“My feeling, exactly,” Skye said. “I don’t blame you for being angry with me.”
“I’m not angry,” Lisa said. “I’m just glad that it looks like it’s going to keep on raining, because I want to leave on time today.”
“What are you doing?” he asked.
Lisa told him about her conversations with Stevie andCarole earlier in the week and how they were all going back to the mall to go shopping for the colonel—no matter what time she got out.
“It’s just that the earlier, the better,” she added.
“You really love doing that kind of thing, don’t you?” Skye asked.
“Any kind of thing is more fun to do when I get to do it with Stevie and Carole.”
Skye nodded knowingly. “I can see how that would be true.” He sounded genuinely envious.
“Would you like to come along?” she asked. “Stevie and Carole would think that was a blast.”
“It would be great,” Skye said. “But remember our trip to the ice-cream place? It could be like that—only worse.”
“Oh, yes,” Lisa said, recalling the nightmare vividly. Lisa leaned back to consider the matter. If only there was a way to disguise Skye. Then a thought occurred to her. How hard could it be to create a disguise with all the facilities of a professional movie company at your disposal?
“What’s that funny look on your face?” Skye asked.
“What look?” Lisa asked.
“It’s sort of the way Stevie looks sometimes,” Skye said.
Lisa giggled. “It must be because I’m getting an idea fora Stevie-type scheme. See, if you hang around somebody long enough, you start to think the way they do.…”
“And?” he asked
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