A/N: Just so everyone knows before I say ANYTHING else...I am CtlAltDelete for those of you who go to so this is MY story just in case you guys were thinking I stole it. But yeah. This story is about Faye and Spike as celebs. A singer and actor, respectively. Um...so yeah, there's not much else I can say about it except for read it and enjoy! Happy reading!
"CUT!" The director yelled over to his cast with his megaphone.
The actors all of a sudden lit up with life and walked nonchalantly off of the set and over to their chairs.
Acclaimed actor, Spike Spiegel sluggishly walked over to his trailer, his back hunched over, and climbed in, falling backward onto his armed rocking chair.
Spike Spiegel was an amazing actor. When he got onto the screen, there was no limit to what he could do. His work gained him three Oscar nominations and a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Also being regarded as one of the most handsome actors in Hollywood, he was voted 'Sexiest Man Alive' twice. Still he wasn't happy. He could see it like it was yesterday.
"Fashion designer, Julia MacFadden, and film director, Vicious Napier, have been killed in a plane crash today. Both were 26 -"
He shook his head vigorously to rid his mind of the thought, his mossy green hair becoming a messy mass of unruly green fluff atop of his head.
So caught up in his thoughts, he didn't even finch when his trailer door swung open, revealing his beefy, middle-aged bodyguard, Jet Black. Jet took one big step up into Spike's large trailer and stood up against the wall, silently closing the door, as if he were invisible.
"What's wrong, man? Harley said that kissing you was like kissing cardboard."
Spike made a loud sigh and shrugged, sinking deep down into his chair. "She's not that cute anyways."
Jet stared at his tall, lanky boss plopped down in a rocking chair like some old man. He'd seen this look before. Far too many times in fact.
"Hey, man," Jet tossed his boss a cigarette, "It's been, what?, two years now?" Jet walked over to Spike, pulling out his lighter and giving Spike's cancer stick it's start. Spike sucked in the sweet nicotine, relieving him of any problems he's endured in the last twenty minutes. Spike reached for the cancer stick protruding from his thin lips and slowly pulled it out, releasing a cloud of light grey smoke from his nostrils.
"Yeah, but….she's still with me. I can feel it. She always is."
Jet watched Spike blankly. When Julia left him, Spike had become a completely different person. He didn't got out anymore. Looked at everything in a negative light. Began acting so nonchalant about life.
"Hey," Jet looked down at his boots. "You wanna go out to Club Chaotic with me? You shouldn't let this whole thing with Harley get you down." Jet asked, completely ignoring the fact that Spike had just told him that thinking about his past love was making him upset.
Spike sighed, letting out a small cloud of smoke from his thin lips. "Fine. Just don't try to hook me up with some dumb shrew. I've had about enough of women." Spike smiled at his bodyguard, obviously referring to not only Julia, but also Harley's comments.
Jet smiled in return, happy that his boss seemed to have lightened up.
Just a little bit though.
The crowd roared at the last note left her throat.
"Thank you." Faye murmured into the microphone. She bowed her head and left the stage, her short, black dress swishing along her knees as she walked down the stages stairs and onto the grass.
Her best friend/agent Eunice Katz ran over to get best friend.
"Oh, god Faye, that has to be the best show that you've ever done!" Eunice's excited smile stretched from ear to ear.
Faye looked up at her friend.
"Um..thanks.." The look in Faye's jade orbs said it all. She quickly walked past Eunice and into her tour bus.
Hopping into the first seat, Faye buried her face in her hands. She was miserable. She loved singing. She loved the cash it brought in. But what she didn't have was someone to share it with - someone to love. Her heart ached with grief thinking about when she'd crossed paths with Carter. She couldn't bare to think about it.
"Hey babe," Eunice plopped on the seat next to Faye. "What's wrong? I know you're not thinking about ---"
Faye looked up at Eunice. The melancholy look in her face did the talking. Eunice looked up and sighed, slowly closing her light brown eyes. She, then, looked back at her best friend.
"Faye, Carter is gone. You've got to take your mind off of him."
"I know, but.... it's just so hard." Faye looked down at her lap, tears slowly making their way down her porcelain cheeks.
Eunice sighed. "I know, Faye... I know... but Carter was a scumbag! All he did was take your money, sleep with prostitutes and ……he beat you!"
Faye didn't respond. She knew that's exactly what Carter did but... somehow, he still occupied her mind.
"Look, let's go somewhere tonight. Somewhere where you can just get your mind off of things and have fun."
Faye raised an eyebrow and smirked. "There's no place like that other than Heaven."
Eunice's face lit up. "Club Chaotic." She smiled.
Faye rolled her eyes. "Eunice, just to jog your memory a little. That's where I met Carter!"
"No, Faye. I promise. Everything's on me. We go, we have a great time and, who knows……maybe you'll meet someone." The brunette raised her eyebrows and clapped both her hands together in a praying motion towards her friend.
Faye sighed. She hated when Eunice did that because it always won her over. "Fine! We'll go! But I'm not bringing anyone home!"
"No one's asking you to, Faye. All I'm asking is that you have a great time."
A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed! In the next chapter, our two favorite characters will meet! It's actually a very interesting encounter...Next chapter will be up tonight! See ya later!