She's A Star
By Angelfan15
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!
Pairing: B/A
Distribution: Let me know where it's going!
Spoilers: This is completely AU
Rating: PG-13 for now.
Summary: Buffy gets a recording contract with Caritas Entertainment, her manager is a handsome womanizer who vows never to be with one woman for more then one night but Buffy is drawn to him anyway.
Authors Notes: The songs in this fic belong to Britney Spears, Selena Gomez, Carrie Underwood and Selena Quintanilla- Perez. I dont own any of the songs.
Feedback is always appreciated.
Chapter 1: Caritas Entertainment
A dark haired man walked briskly through the glass doors of a large building into the busy lobby, he was wearing a black suite with a white dress shirt and back tie, a black brief case in his right hand. The young blonde woman at the large desk hung up the phone quickly to greet him with a smile. "Hello, Mr…" She trailed off as the man gave her a slight nod and continued walking towards the elevators. She kept her eyes on him as he pushed the button for the elevator, he looked at his watch on his wrist as he waited for the elevator doors to open. "He didn't say hello to you, he must be busy." The young woman turned her head to see a short man with dark hair leaning against her desk, she had always thought his thick Irish accent was hot but he wasn't the kind of guy she went for.
"Hello, Mr. Doyle. Yes, I am sure he is very busy." The blonde said giving him a small smile.
The man reached over the tall desk to pick up a pen. "What did I tell you about calling me Mr. Doyle?"
She watched him as he pretended to be interested in the blue pen. "Not to call you it."
"Exactly!" He said losing interest in the pen, tossing it back in the direction he got it from. "Lorne called him this morning. Said he wanted to meet with him. I'm sure he will be back to his normal self when he sees you later."
The man approached the red head sitting at her desk. She was talking in to the head piece connected to her ear. "Please hold." She said into the devise when she saw the man.
"Kim, is he in? He told me to meet with him." The brown eyed man said.
She nodded and pushed the button on the intercom. "Mr. Poll, Mr. McCallum is here."
"Thanks Sweets. Send him in." Came the voice of her boss.
Kim smiled up at the handsome man. "You heard him."
He smiled back at Kim and walked past her desk.
"Hey there Angel cakes!" Came the excited voice of Lorne Poll, the owner of Caritas Entertainment.
The dark haired man shut the door behind him. "Could you please not call me that?"
Lorne got up from his chair. "But its just so fun!"
"For you." He replied not looking amused.
"Loosen up cupcake." Lorne laughed giving the man a hug.
"As soon as you stop calling me pastries." He warned setting his brief case down.
Lorne turned to go back to his large desk chair. "Noted. Not going to happen, but noted."
Lorne watched Angel McCallum sit in the chair on the other side of the desk.
"What was it that you wanted to talk to me about Lorne?" Angel asked getting right down to it. He didn't think he was in trouble because Lorne seemed to be in such a good mood but normally Lorne was in a good mood.
"No small talk with you, huh? No how is the wife and kids?" The light haired man smiled opening a manila folder.
Angel narrowed his hard brown eyes at the man behind the desk. "You don't have a wife and kids."
"I know, how are yours?" Lorne smiled.
Shaking his head Angel replied. "I don't have a wife and I sure as hell don't have any kids."
"That we know of anyway." Lorne pointed towards Angel. "Okay, as you know we lost a few contacts recently. Getting right to the point I want you to get us some more."
Angel leaned back in the chair. "That isn't exactly my job, Lorne. I don't deal with anyone until they have signed a contract with us."
"I'm aware. I don't want to chance losing any more then we already have. I trust you Angel, I know you wont… oh, I don't know go behind my back to another company taking contacts with you." Lorne explained.
Angel sighed. "I get it. Where do you want me to go?"
Lorne looked down at the papers in the manila folder. "Anywhere you would like, I hear small towns are in this year."
"Small towns. What am I going to do in a small town? Be bored to death?" Angel asked. "But I will do it because you asked me to. All expenses paid?"
"Of course! On the company!" Lorne smiled wide.
"Any messages?" Angel asked his assistant after his meeting with Lorne. She handed him a few small pieces of paper with messages written on them. He walked into his office, shutting the door behind him.
"What did he want?" Angel looked over to see Doyle laying on the couch in his office, hands behind his head.
He looked back down to the messages in his hand. "Feet off the couch. He wants me to get some new talents for the company."
"Why you?" Doyle asked sitting up.
Angel sat down at his desk. "Because he wants me to. I am going to leave next week."
"Where are we going?" Doyle asked excitedly.
Looking up at Doyle he replied. "WE are not going, I am going alone. If I need you then I will let you know. I think I am going to start in New York and work my way back here to California."
"I am your personal assistant though mate, you need me." Doyle tried to convince him. "We could cover more ground if I was there too! I know a good singing voice when I hear it!"
Angel closed his eyes for a second, Doyle had a point and it is always interesting with Doyle around. "I will run it by Lorne."
1 Week Later
Angel walked around his bedroom getting his clothes out of his closet and putting them neatly in his suite case, he was leaving for New York in the morning with Doyle. He had talked to Lorne about Doyle going with him to look for new talent, Lorne was unsure at first but agreed that Doyle could go to help Angel. Lorne trusted Doyle because Angel trusted him.
Angel was going to meet Doyle at the airport. He had told Doyle to meet him at 9:00 AM knowing Doyle would be late and would actually show up around Noon when they actually needed to be there. He finished packing, put his suite case and laptop bag by the door then went to bed.
Angel stood outside their gate at the airport waiting for Doyle. He looked down at his watch, it was 12:02. Doyle was so predictable, late as always. A tall beautiful brunette wearing a short red dress walked past Angel looking him up and down with a flirtatious smile. He was wearing simple blue jeans and a sweater, it was warm to wear a sweater in California but he thought he should plan ahead because they would be landing in New York. He had checked the weather in New York and it was going to be chilly that day. Angel smiled back at the woman wearing the short dress, he was about to walk after her to ask for her number or a quickie before he needed to board his plan but he saw Doyle out of the corner of his eye. Doyle walked slowly, wearing his normal jeans, blue shirt and leather jacket pulling his small luggage behind him. Angel let out a sigh, by the time Doyle actually got to him he could have caught up with the leggy brunette had his fun and been back to the gate.
"Hey, man" Doyle greeted stopping a few feet away from Angel.
"Right on time, I see." Angel commented sarcastically.
Doyle nodded. "Arnt I always? You know we could have just car pooled and then both of us wouldn't have had to pay for long term parking. These prices are outrageous!"
Angel looked down at his feet, the reason he never wanted to go to the airport with anyone was so he could make sure he was there first to go through security. Airport security made you take your shoes off, he didn't like to take his shoes off in front of people, he didn't know why, it was just something he never felt comfortable doing. He couldn't help it if he had to do it in front of strangers. "You mean so YOU wouldn't have to pay for long term parking."
"Well you are the one that gets paid the big bucks! I'm just your assistant." Doyle commented.
Angel shook his head. "Doyle, did you forget that Caritas Entertainment is covering everything?"
"Oh right. I dont feel so bad anymore." The dark haired man with irish accent smiled. "Do you want to get something to eat, since its on Lorne's dime?"
Looking over at the digital screen telling when their flight left he nodded, they were boarding the plane at 1:15. "If we hurry."
Every restuarant close by was packed, except Pizza Hut. They both got personal size pizza's and sat down to eat. "You know what I hate about these kind of places?" Angel asked Doyle.
"What?" He asked taking a large bite.
Angel looked down at his pizza that didnt look very fresh. "You never know when these pizza's were made. Who know's how long they have been sitting there."
Doyle shook his head and kept eating. He loved Angel like a brother but sometimes Angel was stuck up. He has been living the VIP life for to long. Angel was born with a silver spoon in his mouth unlike Doyle who was lucky to make it week to week, now Angel had a amazing job as a talent manager at Caritas Entertainment, Doyle was just his personal assistant. He had only gotten the job because he knew Angel when they were younger, Doyle's mother worked for Angel's family as their maid when the boys were growing up. His mother still worked for Angel's parents to this day. Doyle was grateful for the job he had, even if he did have to get Angel coffee, answer his phone calls, pick up his dry cleaning and on occasion break up with Angel's "lady friends" for him. He wasnt even sure if the last one was part of his job discription but he did it anyway because Angel helped him out so much. He owed a lot to Angel. The plus side of his job was he got to meet famous people. Nsync, Backstreet Boys, Julia Roberts, Madonna, Robin Williams and Tom Hanks to name a few, but Doyle's favorite that he had met was Jennifer Lopez.
Angel looked at his watch and wiped his hands on a napkin. "We better get going." He said then pulling out a small package of moist wipes to clean his hands better.
The two men walked back to their gate and sat down, a few seconds later a woman wearing a American Airlines flight attendent uniform spoke into the speaker that they were going to start boarding first class in 5 minutes. Angel got up to make his way over to the gate, he wanted to be first in line. He noticed Doyle hadnt moved but instead he was feeling around his coat, patting his pockets. "Have you see my ticket by any chance?" Doyle asked.
Angel tilted his head up towards the ceiling, closing his eyes. "You lost your boarding pass?"
"Ha! Here it is!" Doyle said reaching into his coat pocket. "Oh wait, no... that is a notice to appear in court." He felt around his coat once more reaching into the inside breast pocket. "Okay, this is really it. See." He showed Angel his boarding pass.
"Never a dull moment." Angel mumbled to himself as he walked away.
"Alright! First class!" Doyle said sitting down next to Angel, rubbing his hands together."Gotta love trips on the company! When do we get the booze?"
Angel looked passed Doyle across the walk way to see a woman traveling with a toddler and a baby, 'Thank God this is a straight through flight.' Angel thought as the baby started to cry.
Angel and Doyle went straight to the Hotel after landing in the smallest Airport he had ever seen. They were in a small town called Ithaca, New York. The Airport only had 2 gates! The Hotel that his secretary had booked them was the only Hilton in the whole town. Angel already couldn't wait to get out of there. They were 4 hours from New York City, he made a mental note to take a trip to the City before they went on to the next state.
It took Angel a whole hour to get bored, in his opinion there was nothing to do but Doyle was having a great time with the mini fridge that was packed full of alcohol and treats. Angel pulled out a manila folder from his computer bag, he opened it to find that the first page said "Ithaca New York" on the top of the page. There was a list of places for them to check out, going down the list he didn't see anything interesting until he saw "The Haunt". He thought that sounded like a good place to start, plus it was a club so he was bound to have some fun there.
Angel told Doyle he was going to go out to start the search, Doyle grabbed his coat quickly saying "All work."
When they got to The Haunt it was 11:30 and the place was dead. The lights were out, there were only 5 people on the dance floor and another hand full of people at the bar.
"Well this is a bust." Angel said disappointed.
Doyle walked over to the bar and ordered a drink. "Might as well stay for a drink."
A half hour later they were still at The Haunt, Angel should know by now that when Doyle says a drink he really means 5. Angel was about to leave when a group of people in their early 20's walked through the door. "Finally!"
"Now... how are you going to know if any of them has any talent?" Doyle asked.
Angel and Doyle were about to leave Ithaca, New York. They had been there for 2 weeks which almost half that time they spent in New York City but Lorne didn't need to know that. The first night they were in Ithaca at The Haunt, Angel met a young woman named Jean who had said it was her dream to become famous. Angel told her he worked for Caritas Entertainment, that specialized in musical talent only. They went back to her place so she could sing for him, she was no good. Angel didn't tell her that though, he just ended up having sex with her and leaving in the middle of the night.
After being in Ithaca for a week Angel and Doyle were driving around and took a wrong turn, ending up in a even smaller town called Dryden. They stopped where there was a group of people to ask for directions when Angel heard singing. He parked the car on the side of the road in the first available spot he could find. "What is going on here?" Angel asked as he got out of the car, there were hundreds of people all over- the sides of the street, the gas station parking lot. He was sure everyone in the whole town was there.
Doyle got out of the car, walking around to Angel he asked "What is Dryden Dairy Days?" pointing to a large white sign.
Angel shrugged, walking in the direction of the singing. It sounded like a group of people singing. They weren't half bad. Making his way through the crowd of people he saw games, tables set up for bake sales, a fire truck parked on grass with firemen showing young children how everything worked inside, a stand to buy milk and ice cream and he could smell farm animals which he really didn't want to. He came to a stop when he found the group of people singing in front of a large white gazebo. A crowd was gathered around the group taking pictures and videos. There were 5 girls and 3 boys singing but his eyes went to one girl who seemed to out shine the rest. She was thin and short with long brown hair, he kept his eyes on her until they finished singing and someone announced for everyone to put their hands together for the Dryden High School Chorus. When the group of students went their separate ways to what Angel supposed was to enjoy the activities he followed the young girl he had been watching. He found out her name was Sarah, she was a senior at Dryden High School. Angel was happy to find out she was 18, that meant he didn't have to deal with her parents to get her to sign a contract with Caritas Entertainment, he just had to get her to agree to it. He gave her his card and said they would be in touch.
Now as they were leaving the small town, Angel was happy that he had started the proccess of getting a new client for Caritas Entertainment. He already contacted Lorne to tell him about Sarah, Lorne was pleased.
Angel and Doyle got on a plane to go to their next stop Irwin, Pennsylvania. Driving to Irwin from Pittsburg Angel let out a sigh when he say a sign reading 'Welcome To Irwin! Population: 4,041' "Great, this place is even smaller then the last place!" Not getting a responce Angel looked over to see Doyle sleeping in the passanger seat.
"How many more places do we have to go?" Doyle asked leaning back in his seat, closing his eyes. They had just boarded the airplane leaving Forks, Washington. They had made their way from the East Coast back to the West Coast looking for new musical talents, they had found a few on their journey across the United States. Doyle didnt know he would miss his apartment though, it felt like they had been gone for much longer then the 7 months they had been gone.
"This is the last one. A place called Sunnydale, California." Angel answered.
Doyle opened his eyes and lifted his head. "That isnt far from Los Angelos. I have been there before."
Angel smirked. "So you know all the hot spots then?"
"There is only one hot spot in The Dale. The Bronze. The only club in the whole town. Anyone who is anyone will be there... or so I am told." Doyle shrugged.
Narrowing his eyes at Doyle. "You have been there."
"Okay, once or twice. Its not JUST for high school students ya know!" Doyle defended as the flight attendent went through the usual safety instructions that both the men now knew by heart. "Really, it students go there too."
"I dont know what you are talking about." Angel was somewhat confused.
