Chapter 3: Jason

"You're a twenty year old grown man, put on some pants!"

"Jason, wake up! We have to go to the set to meet the director today. We have to discuss your role and then you have an interview at 8!" my manager yells at me.I grab the nearest pillow and cover my head. "Jason, wake the hell up!" she yells louder.

This time I take the pillow and throw it at her face. Before she can yell anymore, I lazily get up and run my hands through my hair. "I'm up, no need to blow your top Reyna," I say.

I look over at her and she's in her usual attire. Simple blue jeans, a purple top with gladiator sandles and a small coat on top. In her hand is a clip board, probably containing my schedule and her schedule, and in the other hand is a hot chocolate with the marshmallows and gummyworms showing on top. "Jason, I'm serious. We have to leave by 9:30 and it's already 8:30! Get up, fix your damn bed and get dressed," Reyna orders.

Before I can get in a word, she is on her bluetooth talking to someone. I smile lightly and get out of bed. At the sight of me, Reyna gasps and blushes. I smirk and ask, "What's wrong?"

She turns around and says, "Jason, put on some damn pants. You are so, so, childish!" I look down at myself, examining my boxers, which are the only things I'm wearing. "You're a twenty year old grown man, put on some pants!" Reyna exclaims. "Call me when your ready, I'll wait in the living room." She quickly scurries out of my room, her braid swaying from side to side. I chuckle and look in the mirror. My hair is slightly messed up so I grab a comb and comb it through. When I think it's acceptable, I put the comb down. Quickly grabbing a pair of blue jeans, I slip my legs through. Looking in my closet, I pick out an orange shirt and grab a purple brazer. While putting on my socks and shoes, I hear Reyna yell from the living room, "You done? Can I come in?"

I smile and yell back, "Yeah, come on in!" I hear her let out a breath and come in.

"She looks at me and wrinkles her nose, "Why orange? You should've worn that purple shirt with the blazer,"

"I smile at her choice and reply, "Sometimes being the odd ball out is a good thing,"

She smiles but says, "I still think that orange is hideous,"

"Yeah well, that's your opinion. So where are we going again?" I say while spraying on some cologne and sprayable deodorant.

"First we have to go to the set and you'll be there till about 5," I groan while she continues, "Then you have an hour to relax and then we'll get you to hair and make up to get ready for your interview on E! news with Scarlet Hues,"

My jaw droppes at the mention of Scarlet Hues, "Scarlet Hues? The Scarlet Hues?" I ask shocked.

Reyna smiles still looking at her phone, "Yeah, you a fan?"

I look at her with widen eyes, "Of that bitch? Of course not! She's like one off the bitchiest, stuck up, mean and snobby girls in showbiz! Why would I be a fan?" I scoff.

Reyna looks up from her phone and give me a look and says," Jason, how would you know that stuff about her? Have you ever met her?"

I look down sheepishly, "No-"

"Have you ever talked to her?"

"No-"

"Have you ever even heard a single note she has ever uttered in her music?" Reyna asks looking at me ridiculously.

"No but-" I try.

"Then don't judge her. She might just be a sweet girl caught up in all the drama of showbiz or maybe at the wrong place at the wrong time. It's the same with you, people think your this mischievious mystery bad boy who's slept with every female star known to date. You and I both know that isn't the truth and that your still a virgin."

I think about what she says for a moment and decide she's right. I can't judge someone I've never met, not until I meet them atleast. "Alright, fine. You're right."

"I'm always right. Now let's get ready for that meeting, that lasts for 7 hours!" Reyna says cheerily. I groan again and wonder the thought I've thought everyday since I got into this business, Why did I do this?