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"When will you know for sure?" Marissa asked.

"They were having their final meeting today," Summer replied.

"You better pray to God that you get this part because I'm not going to happy if we moved back here for nothing," Becca teased, flopping down on the couch in Summer's living room.

"Yeah I don't think my dad would be too happy about that either."

"What? I thought your dad loves having you back," Marissa wondered.

"He does…he just doesn't love having Seth back too…he thinks there's something going on between me and Seth."

"And there isn't?"

"Coop! Of course not!" Summer shrieked.

"Seriously, Sum. It's Seth and you and-," Marissa started.

"We've been through this before and I'm done with Seth Cohen and he's done with me. This is strictly professional."

"If you say so."

"I do."

"Yeah. You don't need to get your personal life mixed in with your career," Becca chimed in.

"Exactly," Summer said pointedly, nodding to Marissa in a 'ha, take that' kind of way.

"Right," Marissa sighed, grabbing the remote to turn on the TV.

"What time do you think they'll call?" Summer asked after a minute.

"I don't know. You were the one who talked to them," Becca replied.

Summer rolled her eyes.

"You guys wanna watch Days?" Marissa asked, pausing on the soap opera.

"I haven't watched it in like three years," Becca answered.

"So? It's a soap opera. It takes like four seconds to figure out who's sleeping with who and who's trying to kill everybody," Summer laughed.

"Good point. Days it is."

The three settled into their respective places of TV watching at Summer's. Marissa sat on the far left of the couch, Summer sat in the middle, and Becca sat on the far right. They all three propped their legs up on the coffee table and became engrossed once again in mindless soap opera watching just like they had done everyday for the past few weeks.

"I don't want to go back to work," Marissa groaned as Days cut to a commercial.

"Then don't," Summer gave her usual response.

"I have to. My vacation is over as of next week. If I don't go back, I'll get fired."

"True," Summer sighed grabbing the remote from Becca and changing the channel.

"Hey! I was actually getting into Days!" Becca whined.

"I'll change it back. I just hate commercials."

"You used to do commercials," Becca snorted.

"That was before I became a movie star."

"You're not one yet…at least not a successful one…but hopefully you will be soon."

Marissa laughed at Becca's response while Summer glared at both of them.

"I'll have you know I am very talented and in no time I'll be bringing in more money than both of you combined. This movie's my breakout performance," Summer said confidently.

"You haven't got the part yet," Marissa teased.

"The key word is yet. I haven't gotten it yet."

"Watch her not get it," Becca chuckled.

"That's not funny. You can't laugh at my expense."

"Yes I can. I always do."

"I hate both of you," Summer exhaled, changing it back to Days.

"We're your best friends. You can't hate us," Marissa grinned.

"Whatev."

"Summer, shut up. Days is back on," Becca laughed as Summer's huffing.

"Like you're really into it."

"I am. Every week I've picked up a new soap to watch. First, it was The Young and the Restless. Last week, it was Passions. Now I'm hooked on Days of Our Lives. Thanks a lot guys. I'm going to become a soap junkie when I should be finding ways to get a job and pay my rent."

"You have a job," Summer protested.

"Yeah but it doesn't give me any money unless you make some," Becca rolled her eyes.

"Well then you better hope I get this part."

"What do you think I've been saying for the past like month."

"Well-," Summer started to retort just as the phone rang.

All three froze.

"Maybe it's them," Summer panicked.

"Answer it!" Marissa exclaimed.

"Oh God, I'm nervous."

The phone continued to ring as they just sat there anxiously.

"Answer the damn phone!" Becca screeched suddenly.

Summer looked shocked for a minute before realization dawned on her face and she sprung to her feet. She crossed the room in record time and grabbed the phone before she even had time to check the color I.D.

"Hello…yes, this is Summer…hi…I'm good. And yourself?...that's good…no, it's fine…I've kept myself busy so don't worry about it…yes…yes…really? Are you serious?...yes…yes! Thank you…uh huh…thank you…ok…sounds good…good bye."

"And?" Marissa asked after a moment.

"I got the part," Summer grinned.

"You got the part?" Becca asked excitedly.

"I got the part!"

"I knew you would!"

"It was in the bag!" Marissa joined in.

"I got the part!" Summer squealed.

"You got the part!" Marissa and Becca screamed in unison as they enveloped her in a group hug.

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"So she got the part?" Ryan asked.

"She got the part," Seth confirmed.

"So that's good…isn't it?" Tim asked.

"Yeah. I mean, sure. It's good for the movie….so yeah…I guess."

"That's good."

"Yeah, she got the part," Seth said.

"What happens now?" Ryan questioned.

"They're almost finished rounding out the rest of the cast and then I guess we have our first read-through and then start filming."

"Any idea who else is getting cast?" Tim asked.

"I heard that they talked to Will Estes about playing Bryan but that fell through. They said they wanted someone a little younger and more of a fresh face. I guess they kind of want to balance out the cast with newer actors and actresses like Summer…but not complete unknowns like her," Seth answered, fishing through his desk drawer for some paper work.

"Who's going to be Marissa?" Ryan asked.

"You mean Melissa," Tim corrected.

"Melissa is Marissa."

"What? I knew Autumn was Summer but what?" Tim looked entirely confused.

"Atomic County is based on us," Seth replied nonchalantly without looking up from his paper.

"Seriously?"

Ryan nodded.

"Well how come I'm not in it?" Tim asked.

"I didn't know you in high school and you don't really have any super power like qualities."

"And you do?" Tim scoffed.

"I'm the Ironist…it's me. He's witty and cool."

"The Ironist is a geek. So you're Bryan?"

"I'm Bryan," Ryan confirmed.

"Bryan Gatwood, Ryan Atwood. Melissa Scooper, Marissa Cooper. Sean Conen, Seth Cohen. Autumn Rogers, Summer Roberts. I still really like that seasons thing. That's creative," Tim nodded to himself as he put his feet up on Seth's desk.

"Get your feet off my desk, Tim."

"Right." Tim removed his feet.

"So what time do you have to be back at work?" Seth asked Ryan.

"I've got about fifteen more minutes. I just wanted to stop in on my lunch break. But I probably should get going for traffic."

"Cool. I'll talk to you later, man."

"Later," Ryan said and left.

"So you and Summer together again?" Tim questioned.

"Drop it, Tim."

"She got the part."

"She got the part," Seth sighed.

(AN: Think of this as my Christmas present to all of my devoted readers. I know I've been horrible about updating and I can make more empty promises but as the new year approaches I'm going w/ a different idea: I will update as soon as I can and as much as possible until this story is completed. So there you have it. I'm going to try to update sooner but I make no guarantees. But I hope everyone will enjoy these two chapters.)