TITLE: The Rich and Famous

DISCLAIMER: Well before I coulda said Chad, but now that he's married, well, now he's Sophia's. So now, I own nothing but my computer, this story, and the following people: Alex, Ryan, Charlie, and Brett.

SUMMARY: Rory gets discovered by a film caster and meets some familiar people as a result.

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'Gah!' Rory yelled being woken up by her annoying alarm clack. She noticed Tristan was still sleeping and she woke up.

'It everything okay?' he asked groggily.

'It's 6:45.'

'Oh okay, thanks.' He said sitting up.

'I'm actually kinda of nervous.' Rory admitted. Tristan tilted his head and patted the space next to him. She sat.

'Why?'

'Because this movie will make or break many of the casts career's. I have to be perfect.'

'Hey, they picked you didn't they? That has to say something. Alex had to go through 8 auditions to get this part, Marie had to go through six, I had to go through 3, and Tim had to go through twelve. These people are professionals. They'll tell you if you suck.' Rory gave him a weird look.

'You know, I was really looking for some sympathy here.' she grumbled.

'Did I mention that they picked you? They had 11 girls they were looking at to play the part, and they picked you immediately.'

'But they said—'

'That they were in desperate need? Yea, well they were in desperate need to find a Dan when they had already casted me awhile back. It's movie talk. If you're desperate for someone, it might mean that there's something you don't like about the person. For instance, with me, they didn't like that I had blonde hair and blue eyes. They said I was a freak of nature, but they got over it, because let's face it no one's better then me.' Tristan said smiling.

'Well at least I got some sympathy.'

'Sorry.'

'Yea, yea. Say no more.' Rory said smiling and standing up.

'So what do I wear to the set?'

'Well we have to go to wardrobe and make up so I'm going to go ahead and guess that you can wear your PJ's if you wanted to.'

'What are you going to wear?'

'Jeans and shirt, I guess.' He said shrugging. She nodded.

'Well I'll see you at wardrobe.' He said smiling and getting up to leave.

'Okay.' She said quietly. She silently got dressed as she thought back to that night back in Italy when she had seen Brad Langford. How he had put images of Tristan back into her head after she tried so hard to forget about him. She sighed and walked out of her trailer and towards the building where there was an unusual amount of people running around for 7 am.

'Rory Gilmore?' a woman asked. Rory nodded.

'Hi, I'm Alice, your makeup artist.'

'Oh okay.'

'After you see Molly, the costume designer, come find me and we'll make you look like nothing could make you look worse.' Rory looked confused as Alice smiled.

'You'll see when I'm done.' Rory nodded and followed the signs towards Wardrobe. There, she was turned, prodded, and critiqued. After about 30 minutes she had on a baggy pair of pants and a long sleeve shirt. The choice of clothing was not preferable to her but she went back to Alice who looked pleased with the costume choice. Alice motioned for her to sit in a high green chair. One hour later, her hair and makeup was done. Her chair was turned around and she almost gasped at her appearance. Now she understood what Alice meant by, "we'll make you look like nothing could make you look worse". She looked like a homeless person just neater and rich. When Rory got to the set where the shooting was to be done, she saw Tristan already there wardrobed and looking at a script.

'Beth!' Some one called. Rory looked around, who was named Beth? She couldn't remember. Ryan came up to her.

'Beth, are you all ready?'

'Oh my name's Rory—' Rory started.

'Here we call you by your character name.'

'Can I maybe get it changed then?' He gave her a look.

'I hate the name Beth, and I was wondering if I could maybe have a diff—'

'What name did you have in mind?'

'Kim? Maybe Kimberly. I don't know. Just with the whole "Bethy" thing, it works with Kim too and Kimmy sounds more innocent yet wild like.'

'Hmm, good suggestion, but no.'

'What?'

'Names were picked for a reason. We can't go about tampering with the script so close to shooting.'

'Excuse me sir for being rude, but you just hired me two days ago, and I was invited to come here three days ago. I hardly think that's fair, since all of the other actors have had a lot of time to develop their character. I've had to work twice as hard.' Ryan looked at her thoughtfully. She was smart.

'Why don't you like the name Beth?' he asked starting to break.

'I've never liked it, and its just so…Beth.'

'Alright, what's the name you wanted?' he asked sighing.

'Kimberly.' Ryan sighed and nodded.

'Very well then. Are you ready to start Kim?' he asked.

'Yes sir.' Rory said smiling and walking over to Tristan and telling him the news. He laughed and shook his head. They were summoned and told they would be shooting momentarily. About ten minutes had passed.

'Alright, camera's rolling…. Action!'

Kim is at a bus stop full of people. Dan is not among them. You see a bus pull up and Kim is one of the first to get on. She looks distraught and tired as she climbs onto the bus. The bus becomes very packed and soon almost every seat has been filled. Some have three per two seats. A young man, Dan, comes onto the bus about five minutes later and looks around finding a seat next to Kim.

DAN tired Is this seat taken?

KIM same tone No, it's all yours.

Thanks. Kim nods as Dan sits down. Kim turns back to listening to her music.

Where are you getting off?

What?

Your stop, when are you getting off?

Oh um the last stop.

Okay good, same here. They smiled and it was quiet.

So what are you listening too?

Sum 41. She replies kindly.

Favorite song?

Definitely "No Reason".

Good choice, I happen to like "Some Say".

Also a good choice. Kim says smiling. She takes her headphones off.

What's your name?

Kim.

Can I call you Kimmy?

No.

Please?

You don't know me; therefore, you can't even call me Kim. Yo comprehendo? Or do you not speak Spanish?

I understand, and I don't speak Spanish. Kim nodded and looked out the window.

Can I call you sometime?

Okay look, we have to sit here next to each other for another 40 minutes. I'm not looking for a boyfriend; I'm not even open to having one.

So you're into other girls?

No. Guys are jerks. Guys break girls hearts. You are a guy. Guy plus Girl equals Girl with a broken heart.

So you had your heart broken by a guy.

Duh.

A girl broke my heart a few weeks ago. She had enough of me I guess and just up and left. Girls break guys hearts too.

But girls take things more emotionally than guys. He was quiet.

You're really upset aren't you?

Nice observation. Did my appearance not give that away?

You look beautiful like that.

Wrong answer. Oh look there's another seat. Kim said pointing. Dan didn't move.

That was a hint for you to move. She said deadpanned. He nodded but stayed where he was.

Obviously you don't understand English either.

I never told you my name.

Pick a number…oh wait, we're all out. Maybe you'll have better luck another day. Nice talking to you. She said. He took the hint and got up.

Dan. My name is Dan. He said standing up and getting out at the stop. Kim looks confused; this was far from the last stop.

'ANNNND CUT!' the director called. They had done this scene 7 times. Rory looked incredibly bored after the last taping.

'Nice job Kim and Dan. I need Sam and Jack!' Rory and Tristan nodded and walked away from the set. They had one more scene to shoot that day.

'Hey Rory, great job.' Tristan said.

'Thank you, you too. It's a lot of fun.' He smiled and nodded. They started to walk away when Ryan called them.

'KIM AND DAN, I need to talk to you!' They frowned and made their way back over.

'Listen, I know I told Dan about this whole study thing and well it turns out we wont be shooting the scene next week, we're shooting it in three days, so become familiar with being close to each other.' They nodded and started to walk away.

'Make it electrifying!' He called after them. Rory and Tristan arrived to the drink table. They finished their next scene soon after and they were free to leave the set.

'Hey a bunch of us are going to a bar, you two wanna come?' A guy asked coming up to them about 15 minutes after their scene was done. They both shrugged and nodded.

'Sure.' Rory said smiling. They all left. They came back around 12 am, many of them drunk and the rest on the verge of drunk, but not sober. They went their separate ways. Rory was lying in her bed staring at the ceiling. She didn't drink much, but she was included in the group of people on the verge. Tristan and her had really connected the night before when they had to talk about past relationships. It had been hard for both of them but they were there for each other. Rory found it comforting. She had to see him so she got up and practically ran to his trailer. She knocked on his door, he answered wearing only his boxers. Apparently he was just getting comfortable in his bed.

'Rory?'

'I needed to see you.' He looked at her confused and allowed her to come in.

'About what?'

'When I was in Italy I ran into Brad…from Chilton. I had succeeded in forcing you out of my head…until he brought you up when I told him about Dean. I told him that I would have rather slept with you, then Dean.' Tristan looked surprised. She couldn't think straight. Of course the combination of an almost naked Tristan and alcohol in her wasn't helping much.

'Rory, why are you here?' he asked concerned. She bit her lip looked down. He lifted her chin up with his finger. She had tears in her eyes.

'What's wrong?'

'I never hated you.' She said softly.

'What?'

'I never hated you. I lied to Dean when I told him I hated you. In fact, I never disliked you.' He nodded. He was confused.

'To tell the complete honest truth, I actually really liked—like you. Which is why I'm here to do this.' She said before kissing him softly. He pushed his shock away and kissed her back. She pulled away.

'I guess we don't really need to practice kissing. Looks to me like we have it done.' He said smiling which made her smile too. He lowered his lips on hers and pulled her to him as her hands weaved around his neck. His arms wrapped around her rubbing her back sweetly. She broke the kiss and looked down.

'I umm, I should go.' She said pointing to the door before leaving. And just like that, the moment was gone.

A/N: To have drama or not to have drama, that is the rhetorical question.Is there anything you want to happen in this story? Like marriage? Pregnancy? Dating? Drugs? Sex? Fights? Randomness:0) Please review, thanks. Kiki.