A/N: Ok, another new story popped into my twisted little head, and I take
em when I get em! So, here is my new story. Its set in the future. Gordo
has become a hotshot director, and he is set to return to Hillridge to get
inspiration for his newest film. Lizzie now writes for Cosmopolitan
Magazine, and she has received an interesting assignment. That's all I'm
saying, you'll have to read to find out! Please review and let me know what
you think! Thanks!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
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Chapter 1: The Assignment of a Lifetime
"Mr. Gordon! Mr. Gordon! Over here!" Millions of flashes went off, as David Gordon stepped out of the limo that had brought him to the premiere of his latest film.
He waved as the hundreds of reporters swarmed around him, blocking his way into the theater.
"Mr. Gordon, how does is feel to be compared to such Hollywood greats as Steven Spielberg?" a reporter asked, shoving her tape recorder into his face.
"Who?" he joked, flashing his smile. "No, I'm just kidding! It's great to be in the company of old Stevie boy." He laughed.
"Mr. Gordon, do you have any plans for your next project?" another one asked, paper and pencil poised to write down an answer.
"I'll be returning to my hometown for a few weeks, to get some new ideas." He explained.
"You will?" asked his very nervous assistant, who apparently hadn't been informed of this decision.
"Yes." He declared. "Good old Hillridge, haven't been back in a while, should be interesting!" he laughed yet again, and so did the reporters.
"Mr. Gordon, anything to the rumor that you are dating actress Katherine Sanders?" yet another reporter questioned.
"No, not at the moment. But if you see her, have her people call my people!" he gave yet another fake smile and a horrible laugh. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to premiere my latest masterpiece!"
The entourage reached the theater and disappeared inside.
Then, the tape stopped.
"McGuire, did you see that?" asked the tall brunette.
"Yep, I saw it alright." 28-year-old Elizabeth McGuire rolled her eyes at the sight of her ex best friend.
"Good." The woman remarked. She tossed a newspaper on Lizzie's desk.
Lizzie read the headline out loud. "Dynamic Director David Gordon to Return to Hometown" Lizzie scanned the first paragraph, which explained that he would be going home for the first time in 10 years. She sighed. "He's going back to Hillridge. So what?"
"So what?" Echoed the woman. "McGuire, this is huge! The guy hasn't been back to his middle of nowhere hometown in a decade, and I have one of the 5,000 other residents right here in my office."
"What are you getting at?" Lizzie asked, nervously.
"McGuire, this is our next big story. An interview with the David Gordon." The woman replied. "The assignment of a lifetime! And I'm giving it to you."
"Me?" Lizzie asked in disbelief. "Why me?"
"You grew up in the same town." The woman reasoned. "I mean, you must have seen the kid around when you were younger."
"You could say that." Lizzie replied.
"Perfect! You'll go back to Hillville."
"Hillridge." Lizzie corrected.
"Right, Hillridge, and you'll follow him around, interview his old friends, teachers, family, whatever." She continued. "Get the dish on his newest project, write the article, be back here in a week, and we will have the story that beats every other magazine in publication! David Gordon is IT right now. We run a story on him, and we've got the number one magazine in the country. And I'm offering you a piece of the action. What do you say?"
"I say thanks, but no thanks." Lizzie remarked.
"What?"
"I can't do this story!" Lizzie exclaimed. "I have not spoken to Gordo since high school! We went our separate ways, and I have no desire to bring that friendship back into existence. "
"Gordo?" she asked, surprised. "So you knew him? And there's unresolved tension. I like it. We can work that angle."
"No!" Lizzie screamed.
"McGuire, I don't know if I'm making this clear. This is not an option. I am assigning you this piece."
"Well then, consider this my two weeks notice." Lizzie replied.
"You can't quit!"
"Oh yeah?" asked Lizzie.
"C'mon! This is your big chance!"
"Not interested." Lizzie replied.
"Ok, fine." The woman decided. "I'll give it to Clark."
"Give it to Clark." Lizzie told her.
"And Clark will get the promotion." The woman remarked, starting to leave Lizzie's office.
"Promotion?" Lizzie asked, interested. "You never mentioned a promotion."
She walked back in. "McGuire, you nail this story, and they'll make you editor."
"Editor?" Lizzie asked incredulously. "They'll make me editor?"
She nodded.
Lizzie thought for a moment. She guessed a week in Hillridge was worth it if she would make editor. "You got yourself a story." She decided.
"Great. You're on the next flight to Lakeridge."
"Hillridge." Lizzie corrected.
"Right."
TBC!
Tell me what you thought!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!
Untitled
Chapter 1: The Assignment of a Lifetime
"Mr. Gordon! Mr. Gordon! Over here!" Millions of flashes went off, as David Gordon stepped out of the limo that had brought him to the premiere of his latest film.
He waved as the hundreds of reporters swarmed around him, blocking his way into the theater.
"Mr. Gordon, how does is feel to be compared to such Hollywood greats as Steven Spielberg?" a reporter asked, shoving her tape recorder into his face.
"Who?" he joked, flashing his smile. "No, I'm just kidding! It's great to be in the company of old Stevie boy." He laughed.
"Mr. Gordon, do you have any plans for your next project?" another one asked, paper and pencil poised to write down an answer.
"I'll be returning to my hometown for a few weeks, to get some new ideas." He explained.
"You will?" asked his very nervous assistant, who apparently hadn't been informed of this decision.
"Yes." He declared. "Good old Hillridge, haven't been back in a while, should be interesting!" he laughed yet again, and so did the reporters.
"Mr. Gordon, anything to the rumor that you are dating actress Katherine Sanders?" yet another reporter questioned.
"No, not at the moment. But if you see her, have her people call my people!" he gave yet another fake smile and a horrible laugh. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to premiere my latest masterpiece!"
The entourage reached the theater and disappeared inside.
Then, the tape stopped.
"McGuire, did you see that?" asked the tall brunette.
"Yep, I saw it alright." 28-year-old Elizabeth McGuire rolled her eyes at the sight of her ex best friend.
"Good." The woman remarked. She tossed a newspaper on Lizzie's desk.
Lizzie read the headline out loud. "Dynamic Director David Gordon to Return to Hometown" Lizzie scanned the first paragraph, which explained that he would be going home for the first time in 10 years. She sighed. "He's going back to Hillridge. So what?"
"So what?" Echoed the woman. "McGuire, this is huge! The guy hasn't been back to his middle of nowhere hometown in a decade, and I have one of the 5,000 other residents right here in my office."
"What are you getting at?" Lizzie asked, nervously.
"McGuire, this is our next big story. An interview with the David Gordon." The woman replied. "The assignment of a lifetime! And I'm giving it to you."
"Me?" Lizzie asked in disbelief. "Why me?"
"You grew up in the same town." The woman reasoned. "I mean, you must have seen the kid around when you were younger."
"You could say that." Lizzie replied.
"Perfect! You'll go back to Hillville."
"Hillridge." Lizzie corrected.
"Right, Hillridge, and you'll follow him around, interview his old friends, teachers, family, whatever." She continued. "Get the dish on his newest project, write the article, be back here in a week, and we will have the story that beats every other magazine in publication! David Gordon is IT right now. We run a story on him, and we've got the number one magazine in the country. And I'm offering you a piece of the action. What do you say?"
"I say thanks, but no thanks." Lizzie remarked.
"What?"
"I can't do this story!" Lizzie exclaimed. "I have not spoken to Gordo since high school! We went our separate ways, and I have no desire to bring that friendship back into existence. "
"Gordo?" she asked, surprised. "So you knew him? And there's unresolved tension. I like it. We can work that angle."
"No!" Lizzie screamed.
"McGuire, I don't know if I'm making this clear. This is not an option. I am assigning you this piece."
"Well then, consider this my two weeks notice." Lizzie replied.
"You can't quit!"
"Oh yeah?" asked Lizzie.
"C'mon! This is your big chance!"
"Not interested." Lizzie replied.
"Ok, fine." The woman decided. "I'll give it to Clark."
"Give it to Clark." Lizzie told her.
"And Clark will get the promotion." The woman remarked, starting to leave Lizzie's office.
"Promotion?" Lizzie asked, interested. "You never mentioned a promotion."
She walked back in. "McGuire, you nail this story, and they'll make you editor."
"Editor?" Lizzie asked incredulously. "They'll make me editor?"
She nodded.
Lizzie thought for a moment. She guessed a week in Hillridge was worth it if she would make editor. "You got yourself a story." She decided.
"Great. You're on the next flight to Lakeridge."
"Hillridge." Lizzie corrected.
"Right."
TBC!
Tell me what you thought!
