I haven't actually been on the second date before but apparently there was a dialogue in which Hunt stated that if he stopped critiquing, it meant he stopped caring. So yea, this story is based off of that.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hollywood U: Rising Stars or any of its characters.

The Little Things
[1] Love Letters

Alexandria Morgan had always wanted to be an idol. When she was younger, she fantasized about climbing on stage and having thousands of people cheer her on. When she was younger, she believed that one day, she would be able to write songs that would move people to tears. When she was younger, she had dreams. When she was younger, she believed. But Alexandria Morgan grew up and realized that being an idol wasn't just about the passion; being an idol was about the skills, the money, the looks, and hell, even the luck. And Alexandria Morgan didn't have any of that.

At sixteen, after a couple harsh words from a stern singer that she admired, Alexandria gave up her dreams. However, unable to completely leave the glamours world behind, she decided to play it safe and become a manager instead. That way, she could manage celebrities and stay close to the world she so very much wanted to be a part of.

And that's where she met her.

Jane.

Jane was everything she wished she was; beautiful, smart, talented, the young movie star had only debuted last year and already she was on the top of everyone's list. Despite her rapid rise to fame, Jane was kind to everyone, never forgetting the little people or the things that got her where she was. She took criticisms with an open mind and an easy smile, never becoming discouraged from even the harshest of them all—something that Alexandria can't even imagine herself going through.

But never let it fool you into thinking Jane was an easy pushover. Alexandria herself had only seen it once before but Jane probably had the sharpest wit and quickest tongue in the industry. Honest to a fault, the young movie star would not let a hater go unscathed. There were stories about Jane's quick wit and sassy attitude during the movie star's university days but those were only rumors.

The cell phone in her pocket vibrated, signaling an incoming text message. It was only the second week since Alexandria was assigned to be Jane's manager but already, it felt like years. But in a good way. Jane was quick to open up and she had given Alexandria freedom and liberties with her person, she didn't think was possible until at least a few years down the line. Alexandria pulled the cell phone out of her pocket with shaky fingers, debating with herself whether she should open it or not. The cell phone belonged to Jane and on one hand, she was the young movie star's manager and filtering through important and unimportant messages was part of her job. On the other hand, this was Jane's personal number so everything she received should be important.

Right?

But what happened if it was some sort of advertisement? Alexandria knew how much she hated them and obviously, Jane, an extremely famous movie star, wouldn't have the time to go through them all. Making up her mind, Alexandria swiped the screen with a finger, unlocking the smartphone and pulled up the most recent message.

She blinked, brows furrowing in confusion.

Apparently, someone Jane had labeled as "Asshole" had texted her.

I watched an early showing of your latest movie, the text read. I haven't fallen asleep watching a movie since Gerry.

Alexandria's mouth fell open. What... what... what an asshole! Who did this person think they were?! Unfortunately, she hadn't seenJane's latest movie herself, but she knew for a fact that anything the young actress did was always the best. She sniffed, glaring at the phone, insulted on Jane's behalf and wondered if she should delete the message before Jane could see it. Jane was currently working hard on a new movie and the last thing she needed was an asshole ruining her day with a heartless insult.

"Hey Alex," Jane's voice came from behind her just as the phone vibrated with another incoming text.

Alexandria jumped in surprise, sending the phone into the air. Thankfully she caught it on its way down and spun around to face the actress. "Jane!" she blurted. "What are you doing?"

Jane raised an amused eyebrow. "I'm on break. What are you doing?" Her eyebrows wiggled suggestively. "You're not doing anything naughty are you? Sexting?"

She gaped. "No!" she managed to squeak out. "Your phone vibrated and I thought it might have been some ad or something so I took a look." When the words left her mouth, Alexandria realized how absolutely stupid and noisyshe sounded. "I'm sorry," she blurted. "I didn't mean to invade your privacy."

The movie star laughed. "It's alright," she assured her. "It's your job, isn't it?" She sat down on a nearby chair and grabbed a water bottle. "What were they advertising?"

"Oh," Alexandria exclaimed. "It wasn't advertisement."

Unable to talk while she was drinking water, Jane raised her eyebrows in question.

"U-um," she stammered. "It was some..." she looked down at the phone, the new message glowing up innocently at her, although its words were anything but innocent.

I can see you've read my message. You're not ignoring me are you? Figured you're the type to.

Jaws dropping again, Alexandria gaped at the message; was the person unable to send a text without an insult? She really didn't want Jane to see these messages. "Ooh!" she exclaimed angrily.

"What's wrong?" Jane asked, concerned.

"It's just this person!" Alexandria replied. "I can see why you labeled him as "Asshole" in your contacts!" It was too late to hide the messages from the movie star, she might as well come out clean with it. Besides, she was here so if Jane ever needed someone to complain to... her ears were open.

At her words, Jane perked up in such a way that made her entire face glow. "Let me see my phone," she said, holding out her free hand expectantly.

Alexandria blinked at Jane's sudden change in demeanor. She was usually a very positive person so Alexandria was very familiar with Jane's usual, happy expression. But this... this... well; she wasn't exactly sure what to think of about this specific expression. Hesitantly, she handed the actress' phone over to her and watched in fascination as her smile stretched and she giggled at the message as if it was something other than an insult.

For the next couple of minutes, it continued on like that. Jane would smile whenever her phone vibrated and she would immediately type back a response. She would bite her lips and her eyes would flash and Alexandria was reminded of the time Jane had told off an obnoxiously rude paparazzi and sent him crying.

"Jane!" the director called out. "You're on in five!"

"Coming," she called back, her eyes never leaving the small screen of her phone as she typed in another response. Once satisfied, she tossed the phone back to Alexandria and said, "Keep it safe for me, okay?"

Alexandria nodded in return and watched as Jane made her way back onto the set. She looked down at the phone, wondering if she had someone misread the message earlier. Shaking off the feeling that she was invading the actress' privacy, she scrolled back up and reread the top message again, proving to herself that her eyesight was doing just fine. But even more surprising than Jane's reaction to the insult was her response.

I had forgotten how much I want to strangle you, she had typed.

She blinked.

I feel much the same way, was the following response. I find myself taken back by your popularity, standards must have dropped since my day.

Who was this person? Jane was talking—exchanging insults—with some retired celebrity? She knew a retired celebrity? What was a star, who was at her peak doing taking insults from a person who wasn't even in the industry anymore?

I'm sure, Jane replied. They probably can't handle another egotistic asshole.

An overconfident, narcissistic bitch isn't much of an improvement.

Alexandria's mouth fell open again. And these were the messages Jane was so happy about? Was there a hidden message in there that she just wasn't seeing? Were they even reading the same messages? Maybe Jane needed to get her eyes checked. She made a mental note to make an appointment as soon as she was done reading.

Funny, Jane had responded, how I can take those exact same adjectives and describe you? How did you get an early showing of my movie anyway?

Who do you think you're talking to?

Cashed in a few favors, did you?

Alexandria raised her eyebrows. Was it just her or did the tone of the conversation taken a subtle turn?

Please, you think that I actually want to watch you on the big screen? I would rather gouge my eyes out with a dull spoon and replace them with cacti.

The young manager winched at the mental imagery.

Your ability to make me want to commit mass homicide never ceases to astonishes me.

Ouch, she thought. Who knew Jane had it in her? That was even worst. Just as she was about to put the phone away and stop snooping through her charge's phone, it vibrated again, signaling another message. Unable to help herself, Alexandria looked down, wondering how the mysterious person would response and what kind of insult he or she had for Jane. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise and she wondered what the devil kind of relationship Jane actually had with the person.

I miss you too, it read.

Fun Fact: "Gerry" is actually a real movie that has made it into multiple "Most Boring Movie" lists.