I'm back with another Bratz story! This one takes place i California near Hollywood. Usually i put Stylesville in New York but it's in California this time to fit the circumstances.
I don't own Bratz (obviously). Only two or three character's are actually mine, the rest are all Bratz names that i've used.
Chapter 1:
The Infamous Todd Ryan
Todd Ryan sat in a chair on the set of his show, McRyan High, holding up a mirror. In it was a sixteen year old boy with spiky brown hair that stuck up in all the right places, brown eyes, a completely spotless face, and a smile so pearly white it sparkled in the light. "Hello handsome," he said to himself.
He was known to all as the most popular teen actor on the scene and his show was the most popular. He got whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it, and all his life he'd never had to work for anything. He had servants to drive him everywhere, clean his room, comb his hair in the mornings, and occasionally he didn't even have to walk on his own. When you had enough money to hire someone to carry you, why should you walk? Some may call him spoiled or conceited but he didn't see it that way. He'd worked hard to get to where he was, wasn't that enough?
He held the mirror out clearly wanting someone to take it (and someone did), then he looked down at his script. While he did there were people surrounding him touching up his face, combing his hair, etc. "Lemonade," he said without looking up. Immediately someone poured him a glass of lemonade and handed it to him. He took a sip of it then realized there was no ice. He held the glass out. "Ice!" He held it out for two seconds and no one put in ice. He looked up from his script. "Hello! I said ice, why is there no ice in this lemonade?"
A woman came over to him and put the ice in his lemonade. "Sorry sir."
He took a sip of his lemonade and continued to review his script.
"Todd and Leah to the set!" the director said.
Todd got out of his chair. "Out of the way people, Todd Ryan coming through!"
Suddenly the door opened. Todd's friend Tyler came through the door. "You just can't count on anyone these days!" he exclaimed.
"What's up dude?" Todd asked. Tyler and Todd had been best friends ever since they both guest starred on Family Matters at 5 years old. Now they were both on the same show McRyan High, a teen drama about a boarding school the show was named for. Although Todd starred in it, Tyler didn't mind, he got paid the same amount.
"I tried to schedule a massage tonight, but they said the space was filled. I'm Tyler Corolley, I always get that massage time," Tyler complained.
"Sucks to be you," Todd said adjusting the collar of his navy blue blazer. For the show he wore khaki pants, a polo shirt, that blazer, and Nike sneaker's as a school uniform along with his favorite silver chain with his initials on it that he always wore for good luck.
"Todd Ryan, you're needed on the set!" the director said again.
"Later buddy," Todd said. He went over to set with his usual swagger. His female co-star Leah was on the set with him. The setting was outside in the moonlight. "What's up Leah? You look nice," he said.
"Thanks Todd."
"Take 1, action," the director said.
Todd got into his performance mode and put on his best Kent McRyan drama face. He took Leah's hand. "I have to do this Danielle."
"You can't. Don is a terrible man, you'll get hurt…" she looked down. "Or worse."
"Nothing you can say will stop me." He looked past her out onto the horizon. "My father wanted me to carry on the legacy of his school. He'd never forgive me if I let someone like Don destroy it."
"You can't go alone," Leah said. "Let me go with you."
Todd pulled her close to him in a tight embrace. "I can't let you do that Dani. It's too dangerous. It's bad enough if I lose my life, but I can't have the burden of you dying as well," he made his voice crack out of sadness. He held her at arms length. "I'll be with Marty, so I won't be alone."
Leah took off the golden locket from around her neck and started to fasten it around Todd's neck. "Take this…"
Todd stopped her. "Dani I can't have your locket. It's special to you…"
She put it around his neck despite his protests. "I want you to have it Kent. If you keep it, then I know you'll come back alive."
Todd put his hands on her shoulders. "In case I don't make it out of this I…" Then he kissed her lips. Todd loved romance scenes, especially since he got to kiss Leah in the majority of the show. He had no feelings for her in that way, but she was a pretty good kisser. He took her hand. "I have to go now Dani. Marty is waiting for me."
He backed up still holding her hands and finally he let go.
"No don't leave!" It wasn't Leah who said it.
"I have to…" Todd looked at her confused. "What are you talking about? That's not in the script…" She looked at him just as confused as he was. He looked out at the camera men and directors. "Who's interrupting me? No one talks while Todd Ryan is acting!"
In the back of the studio Jan, the woman who had gotten him ice, was talking to the caterer. "I need more of those cookies! They're awesome."
"I have more in the truck miss…"
"Hey!" Todd exclaimed angrily. "Excuse me, I'm acting. That means everyone's eyes should be up here, on me. Not on your stupid cookies." He needed some way to take out his anger at being interrupted. "Jan."
"Yes Mr. Ryan, sir?" Jan said nervously.
"You're fired," Todd said.
Jan's eyes got wide in disbelief. "Wha…? You can't fire me!"
Todd crossed arms. "Yeah I can, it's my show. I can do whatever I want. You're fired."
"But…"
Todd threw up his hands in frustration. "How much simpler can I put it? We're trying to shoot a scene here and you're wasting my time. Get out!"
Jan reluctantly left before Todd called the security on her.
"Don't you think that's a little extreme?" the director asked him.
Todd shrugged. "No. Why?"
"Well, who's gonna put ice in your lemonade now?"
Todd thought about that. "Hmm…" He looked around for someone he thought would be fit for the job. "Miles, come over here!" The guy who ironed his clothes and put them in his dressing room came over to him. "When we're done with this scene, I want some fresh lemonade, three cubes of ice but I want them crushed, not cubed."
Miles nodded. "Yes sir." He was determined to get that right before he got fired like Jan.
"Are you ready to continue Mr. Ryan?" the director asked.
"Of course." He looked at everyone giving them a stern look. "If anyone's going to interrupt, leave now!" Everyone was silent for a moment, then someone timidly stood up and nervously walked out of the room but Todd didn't try to stop him. He looked at the director. "Now we can finish."
After a long day of shooting, they finished the entire episode of the show. It was actually an hour long special that would serve as the season finale. Todd was in his dressing room putting on his regular clothes, some baggy jeans, sneakers, a t-shirt, and his favorite sunglasses that cost over $100.
There was a knock on the door. "Are you decent?" Tyler asked.
Todd opened the door. "Hey Ty," they did their handshake. He turned off the light and closed the door behind him.
"Pretty harsh of you firing Jan like that," Tyler said as they went down the hallway. "She was hot."
"I can't deal with someone who doesn't listen to me, you know that." They met up with some of their cast members at the front lobby of the studio.
"We're going out to L'Oangerie, you two coming?" Angela asked.
"Of course," Todd said.
"Dinner's on me," Tyler said as he led them all outside.
Todd got home late that evening around 12:30. After having dinner at L'Oangerie, a fancy French restaurant in Hollywood, they went out to the club. He had drunk a lot and was now in the back of his limousine with his head spinning. He was glad he wasn't forced to drive around himself like normal people, he had his driver Joseph.
Joseph drove through the gates of Todd's gigantic house and around the fountain in the circular driveway to the front door. "Can you get to the door Todd?" Joseph asked.
Todd unlocked the door and almost fell out onto the stone driveway. "I'm alright Joseph." He stumbled his way to the front door then took out his key. He was so dizzy it took him a few seconds to find the door lock and get his key in it. He went inside, didn't bother to shut the door behind him, and went down the hallway. He knew he'd have a serious hangover the next morning but at this point the only thing in his mind was his bed. He saw his parents, world renowned actors Yolanda and Jordan Ryan sitting in the large living room watching the huge flat screen on the wall. "Hi mom, hi dad," he said leaning against the door frame.
His parents looked at him. "Are you drunk?" his father asked.
Todd straightened his posture. His parents didn't like it when he came home drunk and he didn't want to get yelled at. "No, of course not…"
His slurred voice gave him away. "Todd Ryan!" his mother exclaimed. "What did we say about going to the clubs getting drunk?"
"Um, don't do it." He pretended to yawn. "Listen, I'm tired. I'm going to bed. Good night." He quickly went upstairs to his room and locked himself inside for the rest of the night.
My stories always center around someone good. So i decided to change it up a bit and make Todd Ryan the biggest jerk i can possibly think of and honestly i had fun doing it.
