What was he thinking? A porn movie? Is he serious? He's the worst person you could put into a porn movie. Well, not the worst. He has a great body, I have always been jealous of him. He has toned muscles, smooth tan skin, and blue eyes that all the girls fall for. But his personality is way off. He is shy and quiet, reserved, and he doesn't like attention. So why is he thinking about being in the movie?
"For the last time, it's not a porn movie; it's a documentary of the life of a high school kid! There are only two scenes like that!"
I pushed the pillow off the bed and laid back, flipping the page of the old worn out book.
"It sounds like a porno to me. Come on, you have to take your shirt and pants off! Do you even know who the chick is? And why do you wanna be in it anyway, you don't like attention."
"Uh, well, they haven't cast the role yet." He mumbled, sitting down on the bed beside me.
"Why not?" I asked, looking up.
"No one wants to try out." He sighed, looking up at the ceiling.
I set down the book.
"And why is that?" I said, leaning forward.
He put his hands over his eyes and groaned, his cheeks turning pink.
"I don't know!" he lied, hiding his face.
"Naruto? C'mon, you know you can't lie to me!" I urged, pushing his shoulder.
He was quiet for a few seconds.
"It's not…" he sighed, "It's not a girl's role. The other lead character is supposed to be a guy."
I prided myself in not showing a reaction.
"And you're still doing it?" I asked, keeping my voice level.
"You know I need the money, and it's supposed to pay big!" he groaned. So that's what it's about. His father always wasted the only money they ever got on beer, drugs, whores, you name it. And they didn't have a lot of money; his dad hardly ever went to work. He was always drunk or gone for days at a friends house.
"How big? Like, huge big, or normal big?"
He didn't even look at me.
"Thousands of dollars big." My jaw dropped a fraction of an inch.
"So you're gonna make out with a guy and parade around the stage in gothic clothing for a couple thousand bucks?" I asked, wincing. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm bi myself, and emo too, but this is Naruto! He listens to classical music, and doesn't even know what eyeliner is!
"Yeah." He mumbled.
"Can I watch you while you make a complete dick of yourself, or does your best friend not get a ticket to the premier?"
"Sasuke!" he yelled, shoving me.
I laughed, "Just joking!"
A/N: Naruto doesn't know that Sasuke is bi, just to clear this up a little.
Every time the XxxxX thingie shows up, it switches from sasuke to naruto, and if it is only a scene change, it will be labeled.
This is my first story so please be extrally specially nice to me...and please review! I know this story may be a little bland, but that's cause i wrote it on paper first (when i was younger) and then typed it up. It is currently only 11 chapters long, cause i got bored with it, but i decided to keep it anyways, and the other day i found it collecting dust so i typed it up and uploaded it.
Um, if you want to give me ideas on where the story is going to end, just tell me.
