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“Listen up, I’m going to call your name, then tell you which counter you’re assigned to.”
I blinked against the lights. They were everywhere.
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The Doughnut King by Jessie Janowitz
Author:Jessie Janowitz , Date: June 11, 2019
And how many cameras did they need? I counted two enormous ones on wheels that looked like Transformers at the front of the set, and six smaller ones that people were holding on their shoulders at each end of three long counters.
“There are two of you to a counter.” Randy held up two fingers like maybe we needed a visual aid to understand the number two.
“Here!” The Disney character’s arm shot in the air.
Randy waved her forward. “You too, Harper.”
Trash-talker joined Izzy. I noticed she’d put on her jean jacket even though it was superhot from all the lights, and I wondered whether it was some good luck thing.
“So you two are together at station one.”
A woman in green hospital scrubs with a gummy smile waved from the first counter.
“Guys, that’s April. She’s the medic.” Randy looked at her clipboard. “Okay, next up… Phoenix?” Skinny Jeans raised his hand. “And Gordy?”
The boy who reminded me of Fozzie pumped his fist in the air. “Can you cut it!” he called like he was leading a cheer at the Super Bowl.
“You two are together.”
“Excellent.” Phoenix rolled his eyes. “When does Chef JJ get here?”
“When you do what I tell you to. Now go to your station.” Randy clicked her pen over her head like she was firing warning shots.
Phoenix made a face and dragged his feet over to his counter where Gordy was already bouncing around touching all the equipment.
“So that leaves…” Randy clicked her pen at Keya.
“Keya,” the girl said.
“Keya, right. You’re with Tristan—Tris.”
“Hello, again,” Keya said to me.
“Hey.” I felt my mouth break into a smile against my will. Not smiling at Keya while she was smiling at me was like trying to sing “The Star-Spangled Banner” in a stadium full of people singing “Happy Birthday.”
Why couldn’t I have been with Phoenix, someone I could hate and who would hate me right back?
We followed Randy to our counter where someone was squatting in front of the shelves under it, checking things off on an iPad.
“This is Marco.” The man stood up, and I recognized him as the guy who’d interviewed me at the callback. “Marco is an assistant producer. His job is to… he helps keep the show exciting.” Randy’s face broke into a smile, a real one with teeth. “And we don’t know what we’d do without him.”
“Stop or you’ll make me tear up in front of the kids.” Marco gave Randy a one-armed hug. “So, who are the latest victims?”
Randy introduced Marco to everyone, then took us through the day’s filming schedule. Since Chef JJ shot the intro to the show separately, she and Dieter would jump right in with introducing us and then go straight into the first challenge.
“What else? What am I forgetting?” Randy flipped through papers on her clipboard. “Oh, right, interviews! Over the course of the show, we’ll be pulling you aside and interviewing you individually.
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