Nadia felt incredibly nervous, knowing this could be the end of it. All seemed to be in Patricia's hands, the diva who could slow down the production remarkably by making things a million times harder for everyone else. The other dancers gave curious glances towards Nadia who had so unexpectedly become the center of attention due to Patricia's anger. She didn't want David to suffer from this but there was nothing she could do other than hope that he'd work hard to conceal whatever was bothering him. How he had turned to look at her earlier had proved that his mind was still on their conversation a few days ago.*<br/><br/>She blinked her eyes as the main stars of the music video walked back on set, trying not to look at David too much, but focusing more on Patricia who seemed to have something against her. Nadia had never understood people like her who, without any apparent reason, decided to hate another person. Perhaps hate was a bit too strong of a word to describe it, but it sure looked like it was developing into something like that. She blinked her eyes in confusion when Patricia glared at her before nodding to the director. One of the dancers clicked her tongue and leaned over to the others and spoke loud enough for Patricia to hear, all this of course on purpose. "Ugh, just look at that bitch."<br/><br/>The other dancers hushed him with coughs and giggles, Nadia especially feeling bothered by such remarks. Thankfully the AD called first positions once more and they hurried to their places, exchanging final glances before focusing on the task at hand.<br/><br/>Nadia survived the rest of the day quite well, considering that her mind was somewhere completely else after the little commotion Patricia had caused. Thankfully the choreographer didn't seem to notice too much and she was mostly covered by Patricia on camera, hence it really didn't matter. Most of them were probably happy to finally progress so much, considering they were all sick with the same tacky love song that played over and over. The cuts got fewer as the day proceeded and eventually they were done with everything. Sighing, rolling their eyes and already texting their friends and boyfriends, the dancers walked into the changing room.<br/><br/>"What was that all about earlier?" A blonde dancer asked curiously from Nadia while removing the pair of black high heels they had been dancing in the entire day.<br/><br/>"Hm? Oh, I don't know." Nadia replied and kicked off her high heels as well while trying to avoid the stares she was getting from the other girls. When she wouldn't say more and pretended to really know nothing about it, the girl she had been most talking with eventually opened her mouth.<br/><br/>"It's obvious you like him. The way you got so bothered earlier when I asked you about it..." She smiled slightly. "It's fine. We won't tell. Patricia's a bitch and can't handle competition. Especially when it's a dancer, not a starlet."<br/><br/>Nadia sighed and got dressed, not making any comments as the girls engaged in fierce gossiping and badmouthing of the diva. Honestly, she didn't like Patricia, but she felt sorry for her because of all the mean things people were saying about her. She wondered if she should go up to the star and apologize, but soon realized that there really wasn't anything to apologize for, as she had done nothing wrong. After gathering all her belongings she exchanged goodbyes with the other dancers before placing a cigarette between her lips and hurrying outside. She really needed the smoke after the nonsense she had gone through.