I sat in my director's chair, drinking my coffee and reading my script. I heard the studio door bust open and people rushing over to see the commotion. I ignored it.
There were footsteps and they led right to me. I looked up over my script and saw Chad in front of me, arms crossed.
I licked my lips. "Can I help you?" I smiled sweetly.
"Why…is Portlyn babbling about a date that I said I would go on with her?" His voice was low and threatening.
I chuckled, looking at my script again. "I don't know what you're talkin' about." I smirked.
The script was taken from my hands and Chad's face was right in front of mine, very close. He looked pissed. "She telling the press that we're together. I know this was you."
I raised one eyebrow and took a slow sip of my coffee. "Okay," I stared at him for a second. "First of all, have you ever heard of personal space? Second, I didn't tell her you wanted to go on a date, I gave her an invite to the concert. I said you were going and suggested that she and the rest of the cast go together. But, knowing Portlyn, she probably only heard 'Chad,' 'go,' and 'together.'" I took another sip of my coffee. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an important phone call to make." He didn't move, he just stared into my eyes. "In order to stand, you need to get out of my way."
He narrowed his eyes. "How do I know you're not lying?"
"Because I can't act?" I suggested.
He shrugged. "Can't argue there." He moved out of my way.
I picked up my cell and went to dial a number, but something stopped me. "Allison!" A male voice had called.
I looked up a the source and basically dropped my phone. "Oh my God…Michael!!!" I smiled and ran toward the man. He was tall, had dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and was two years older than me. I jumped to hug him and he caught me with one arm, spinning around while I giggled happily. He set me down and I took a step back. "What are you doing here?!"
"I came to deliver something. But I also heard that you got a job here." He explained.
"Sonny, who's this?" Chad walked over. "Oh, it's Mike."
"I prefer Michael." He corrected.
Chad crossed his arms. "Yeah, but I don't really-"
"Wait, you two know each other?" I interrupted.
"No one interrupts Chad Dylan-"
"Cooper. I got it, I got it. Sorry- not really." I finished, smiling as Chad glared.
"Look, talk some sense into your sister; she's delusional." Chad walked away.
"Oh, right! I forgot that you were Portlyn's brother. Come on, let me introduce you to my co-stars."
"Oh, I already met them. But I wanted to tell you Steven said he'll do it." He smiled.
"He'll do it…He'll do it? Really?" I smiled a huge smile. I was so happy!
"Of course, you're going to be the lead and co-"
"I know. I figured."
"Auditions are tomorrow, by the way." He took something out of the backpack he had been carrying. "Here's our DVD. They finished it." He handed it to me. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go talk to my sister."
"Wait, why should I care that auditions are tomorrow?"
"you're also co-casting director." He quickly said before speed-walking away.
"Great." Sarcasm: best thing ever. Not really.
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"Hey, Chad!" I called.
He didn't turn around, he just kept walking with his cast.
"Fine! Stand in the back instead of the front where I was going to lead you!" I enunciated.
They all stopped and turned around to stare at me. I wore short skinny jeans and a three-quarter length sleeve Navy blue shirt. I had a jean-vest over that with a jean Fedora hat. I also wore black strap heels. I crossed my arms which had silver bangles dangling from the wrists and tons of silver rings on almost each finger.
Portlyn scoffed. "Nice outfit."
I smiled tightly. "Yeah, look who's talking. Follow me." I started walking away and I heard footsteps following me. I passed all these fans- crazy fans- and led the Mackenzie Falls cast to the front area that held plush couches. I turned and smiled warmly at them all. "Enjoy the concert." I tried not to sneer.
They all settled in.
"Hey, how'd you get the invites?" A cast member asked me.
"You'll see." I responded before leaving. "Oh, and, um, Chad. I didn't hear a thank you."
"And?" He slouched into his seat.
I sucked in a breath before turning. "Hope you don't mind water." I called over my shoulder. I ran off to go backstage.
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"Are you ready?!" The announcer called. Everyone cheered. "Alright, alright! Here…is… Drenched!" He ran off as my band and I ran on.
I ran up to the microphone. "Ok! We'll song some old songs and some new songs! Hope you enjoy- we're glad to be back!" I took my hat off as the crowd cheered. Mackenzie Falls just sat there acting like this was a joke; like they were going to get Punk'd. I threw my hat onto the piano and went back up to the mic, standing so I could easily grab the mic and run.
"Now I will tell you what I've done for you - 50 thousand tears I've cried. Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you - And you still won't hear me."
After these couples lines that I sang, the sprinklers attached to the light fixtures went off and Drenched the band. That's how we got our name: we were the only band that always got wet. The water went down the drains on the stage and was reused in the system. The Mackenzie Falls cast got soaked. I held back my laughter.
I finished the song: "(going under)
Don't want your hand this time - I'll save myself.
Maybe I'll wake up for once (wake up for once)
Not tormented daily defeated by you
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottomI'm dying againI'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break through
I'm going underBlurring and stirring - the truth and the lies.
(So I don't know what's real) So I don't know what's real and what's not (and what's not)
Always confusing the thoughts in my head
So I can't trust myself anymoreI'm dying againI'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break throughI'm...So go on and scream
Scream at me I'm so far away (so far away)
I won't be broken again (again)I've got to breathe - I can't keep going underI'm dying againI'm going under (going under)
Drowning in you (drowning in you)
I'm falling forever (falling forever)
I've got to break throughI'm going under (going under)
I'm going under (drowning in you)
I'm going under."
We did seven more songs that I sang and every once in a while, the water came down, drenching us some more. After those songs, we sang some songs that the guys sang. After THAT, the concert was over and we ended it announcing there was an after party.
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"Monroe," Chad called. I turned around to face him and covered my mouth, preventing myself from laughing at him. "Yeah, ha-ha. Very funny- you got us."
The cast of the Falls was completely soaked from head to toe.
"Okay." I laughed. I snapped my fingers and Kevin came to my side. "Kev, take the guys to change clothes- you know, take them to the extra clothes I brought." I instructed. "Girls, follow me." I led them down a corridor of the building we were holding the party at and into a room that held a bunch of clothes. "Pick anything you like; you can keep them too."
I left the room, closing the door after me. I walked down the hallway and passed a door that Kevin stepped out of. He left the door open and I saw a sight I thought I'd never see: Chad with no shirt. Holy shit! He had muscle! I reached into the room and closed the door.
"Kevin, you've gotta remember to close the doors!" I called after him, running to catch up. I kept pace with him, at his side. "Why'd you keep the door open?"
"So you could see the eye candy in there." He responded, smirking.
I stopped walking and he did as well. "Did you turn gay?" I blurted out.
"No! Just seeing your reaction to what I said. Plus, I can tell you like that one guy," He snapped his fingers, trying to recall someone's name. "Uh…oh! Chad."
I laughed. "Yeah, right!"
"Please, you kept glancing at him any time you could." He sounded smug.
"It's called rubbing it in someone's face." I started walking again.
"Yeah, yeah; call it what you want. But I will too and I call that intrigue. Why don't you go change? You're soaked."
"Nope, I'm Drenched." I smiled and walked past him.
I entered the party room and there was paparazzi everywhere. I froze, seeing a familiar yet unwanted face in the crowd. He was staring at me weirdly- actually, normally for him. It was…