DISCLAIMER: I am not in any way associated with Pokemon, Nintendo or any of the characters in Pokemon. I don't know anyone with the last name of Casam, and if the reader does have the name - I'M SORRY!
A/N: Okay, for the first part...I don't think there's much I need to tell you, it's just kinda an intro! Bon appetite! :)
Beverly Hills, California.
"Jenks! Do you think you could move any slower?" fourteen-year old Ashley Casam demanded to her driver.
"So sorry, Mademoiselle" Jenks profusely apologized. It was not a good idea to get on Ashley's bad side, and it was pretty easy to do so.
Ashley elegantly slid into her limousine, the way a movie star does after a big gala. She had the high-life millions could only dream about in their wildest fantasies. Her father was a successful movie producer in California, and her mother was a famous actress. Everyone knew that Ashley would follow in her mother's footsteps by the way she acted in every day life - she could easily be over-dramatic.
Her purple satin dress slid over the leather seats like liquid silk, and her driver shut the door quietly and rushed around to the front. Ashley smiled at the radio that had been tuned to her favourite station and was now playing a tune by her favourite band who she had seen backstage four times, Hanson. No one could argue about her taste in music, because she would make them lose.
"The Oscars" Ashley sighed, thinking of her predictable future. No universities or qualifications for her, she would immediately go to her father and he would jack up auditions - he had promised his little munchkin that he would. She was heading there now to see her mother, who was not only presenting an award, but had been nominated for two.
Ashley was nothing short of spoilt. She lavished in everything this life gave her. She almost swam in the expensive possessions her father brought home from Paris, Rome, Japan, Australia, Greece...
Ashley wriggled in her seat in excitement. She couldn't wait to step out of the car into the blinding sea of cameras that she thrived on. She was almost fifteen, but always tried to act much more mature than her birth certificate would let her.
They arrived at the arena and Ashley grinned. She had practiced getting out of the car and smiling politely, answering questions. Yes, she was excited to be here. Yes, she was confident her mother was going to win both awards. And yes, her father was there, but right now he was backstage with his movie crew, wishing them luck.
The door opened and Ashley drew in a big breath to stop her heart from beating so hard against her chest. It was almost as if she felt she were here for an award, not to see her mother get one.
"Ashley! Ashley!" She heard the unfamiliar voices as she stepped out - perfect, she thought. Nailed that one down. The various and predictable questions were easily answered, and she stepped inside the arena with some usher she didn't even know, but was instantly attracted to, as she was to many of the Hollywood men.
She sat down as other guests and stars sat near her. The seat next to her was empty, reserved for her father. A huge screen screamed at everyone, "The 75th Annual Academy Awards." Academy - how wrong, Ashley thought snidely. It was so Oscars.
Her father came out of nowhere and took his seat next to Ashley as she hugged him. "Daddy, isn't this exciting?" she asked in a high voice.
Her father, Vincent, smiled at his daughter and nodded. He had been to many of these award ceremonies, and often found them drawn out and boring. He wondered how his impaitent (yet darling) daughter would survive the nearly four hours.
The awards were underway within fifteen minutes, and Ashley almost screamed when her mother, Olivia, came out to present an award. Everyone called her Livy, except Ashley. Then came Livy's two awards, both in a row. Best Supporting Actress and Best Actress for two separate movies she had starred in that year.
"And the winner is..." Ashley held her breath as the winner for Best Supporting Actress was drawn out. The presenter fumbled with the envelope and Ashley didn't yell at him out of mature dignity.
"Olivia Casam!" There was a huge uproar in the audience, but no applause was bigger than the oviational clapping and yelling from her daughter and husband. Livy walked up from her place in the nominees section and accepted the award with the plastic Hollywood smile the rest of Hollywood could easily look through.
The rest of the night went well, another award for Livy and two mentions of "beautiful" Ashley (which wasn't far from wrong - Ashley was naturally pretty) from both thankyou speeches - Ashley nodded, knowing she deserved them. Ashley rose from her seat as soon as the awards were declared over, wanting to be the first to be interviewed.
But she was to be beaten by her arch-rival, Sally Macerson, who's mother had also been nominated and won her only award. Ashley huffed and walked past the reporters, her mind instantly changed by her rival.
She couldn't wait to see her mother and hold an Oscar for herself. She had to practice holding it perfect - she was destined to win one soon.
A/N: Okay, that was chapter one, read on to find out what happens! More chapters posted soon, I promise!
A/N: Okay, for the first part...I don't think there's much I need to tell you, it's just kinda an intro! Bon appetite! :)
Beverly Hills, California.
"Jenks! Do you think you could move any slower?" fourteen-year old Ashley Casam demanded to her driver.
"So sorry, Mademoiselle" Jenks profusely apologized. It was not a good idea to get on Ashley's bad side, and it was pretty easy to do so.
Ashley elegantly slid into her limousine, the way a movie star does after a big gala. She had the high-life millions could only dream about in their wildest fantasies. Her father was a successful movie producer in California, and her mother was a famous actress. Everyone knew that Ashley would follow in her mother's footsteps by the way she acted in every day life - she could easily be over-dramatic.
Her purple satin dress slid over the leather seats like liquid silk, and her driver shut the door quietly and rushed around to the front. Ashley smiled at the radio that had been tuned to her favourite station and was now playing a tune by her favourite band who she had seen backstage four times, Hanson. No one could argue about her taste in music, because she would make them lose.
"The Oscars" Ashley sighed, thinking of her predictable future. No universities or qualifications for her, she would immediately go to her father and he would jack up auditions - he had promised his little munchkin that he would. She was heading there now to see her mother, who was not only presenting an award, but had been nominated for two.
Ashley was nothing short of spoilt. She lavished in everything this life gave her. She almost swam in the expensive possessions her father brought home from Paris, Rome, Japan, Australia, Greece...
Ashley wriggled in her seat in excitement. She couldn't wait to step out of the car into the blinding sea of cameras that she thrived on. She was almost fifteen, but always tried to act much more mature than her birth certificate would let her.
They arrived at the arena and Ashley grinned. She had practiced getting out of the car and smiling politely, answering questions. Yes, she was excited to be here. Yes, she was confident her mother was going to win both awards. And yes, her father was there, but right now he was backstage with his movie crew, wishing them luck.
The door opened and Ashley drew in a big breath to stop her heart from beating so hard against her chest. It was almost as if she felt she were here for an award, not to see her mother get one.
"Ashley! Ashley!" She heard the unfamiliar voices as she stepped out - perfect, she thought. Nailed that one down. The various and predictable questions were easily answered, and she stepped inside the arena with some usher she didn't even know, but was instantly attracted to, as she was to many of the Hollywood men.
She sat down as other guests and stars sat near her. The seat next to her was empty, reserved for her father. A huge screen screamed at everyone, "The 75th Annual Academy Awards." Academy - how wrong, Ashley thought snidely. It was so Oscars.
Her father came out of nowhere and took his seat next to Ashley as she hugged him. "Daddy, isn't this exciting?" she asked in a high voice.
Her father, Vincent, smiled at his daughter and nodded. He had been to many of these award ceremonies, and often found them drawn out and boring. He wondered how his impaitent (yet darling) daughter would survive the nearly four hours.
The awards were underway within fifteen minutes, and Ashley almost screamed when her mother, Olivia, came out to present an award. Everyone called her Livy, except Ashley. Then came Livy's two awards, both in a row. Best Supporting Actress and Best Actress for two separate movies she had starred in that year.
"And the winner is..." Ashley held her breath as the winner for Best Supporting Actress was drawn out. The presenter fumbled with the envelope and Ashley didn't yell at him out of mature dignity.
"Olivia Casam!" There was a huge uproar in the audience, but no applause was bigger than the oviational clapping and yelling from her daughter and husband. Livy walked up from her place in the nominees section and accepted the award with the plastic Hollywood smile the rest of Hollywood could easily look through.
The rest of the night went well, another award for Livy and two mentions of "beautiful" Ashley (which wasn't far from wrong - Ashley was naturally pretty) from both thankyou speeches - Ashley nodded, knowing she deserved them. Ashley rose from her seat as soon as the awards were declared over, wanting to be the first to be interviewed.
But she was to be beaten by her arch-rival, Sally Macerson, who's mother had also been nominated and won her only award. Ashley huffed and walked past the reporters, her mind instantly changed by her rival.
She couldn't wait to see her mother and hold an Oscar for herself. She had to practice holding it perfect - she was destined to win one soon.
A/N: Okay, that was chapter one, read on to find out what happens! More chapters posted soon, I promise!