I do not own the celebrities or plot from HSM. (Duh, how could I own a celebrity?) I do, however, own this story's plotline and OCs. The e-mail addresses, phone numbers, et cetera are completely made up. Reviews are welcome but no flamers. If you have any ideas for small events in a chapter let me know:D
Also I would like everyone to know that I have no idea how Zac Efron or any other cast member actually acts. For all I know, they're completely the opposite of how I describe them. This is completely fictional. (Please don't sue me!)
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"What time is it?" I asked Serena as I finished up my chocolate bar.
"It's about… 8:12 PM."
"Shit!"
"Whoa, no swearing!"
"Sorry, but I'm late! Zac is going to be so pissed!"
"Ooh, another date with Zac?" I scowled.
"Ha ha. Very funny." I rushed to the dance studio. The lights were on and I could hear music from inside. When I entered the studio Zac was already doing warm-ups.
"You're late."
"It's just-"
"Late. Now c'mon I have to stay extra. Carmen's gonna be pissed at you."
"She already is."
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that."
The music started and I went through the steps perfectly my first try. Zac turned the music off and glared at me.
"Are you purposely ruining my life?"
"No."
"Then why can't you dance this routine for the camera?"
"I-I get nervous."
"Why?"
"Everyone else is so good at dancing and I'm not. I'm like the ugly ducking of the group." Zac laughed.
"That's easy to fix. Pretend no one's watching." I did my routine but when Zac joined in across from me I faltered and lost count.
"Hmm, so you're intimidated."
"That's what I said!"
Zac laughed again. "We'll just keep dancing this routine until you get comfortable with me watching." After half an hour of hard, non-stop dancing I got the routine. I could do it with my eyes closed.
"You're set."
"Zac?"
"Yeah?"
"We-we also have to practise the pas de deux."
Zac groaned. "Producers always want so much of us." Zac played the music. It didn't have the words so I mumbled my part under my breath. I messed up so many times that Zac nearly smashed the stereo. Not kidding.
"You lean into me all sexy, not all ew! Get away from me!" I felt the tears sting at the back of my eyes. I couldn't help that he disgusted me.
We started again. This time at about the chorus I began fully singing the lines and when I leaned in I leaned in sexy. Zac was so surprised he lost the count. I laughed.
"Guess, singing helps me."
"Y-yeah! Well, I'm gonna go see Carmen!"
"You do that." Zac nodded at me briefly before leaving. I wandered slowly back to my trailer.
"How was dance practice?" Serena asked, watching a copy of HSM that I got free.
"He kept yelling at me. I got it at the end, though, no thanks to him. Turns out I just need to sing along."
Serena laughed. "The one thing you're good at helps you again!"
"Hey! I'm really smart! That's more than you can say." Serena shut up but we both burst out laughing again.
"Drake called," she said slyly.
"Oh? What'd he say?"
"We're going on a double date tomorrow night!"
"Zac ain't gonna like that."
"Let's bet on it. Twenty bucks says he can't keep his eyes off of you."
"He can do that easily. He's an actor."
"How 'bout twenty bucks that he'll kiss you?"
"Deal."
"Great work today Sonja! Much better then yesterday!" The director called from my left. I smiled gratefully. It only took 7 takes for me to the dance right. I felt Carmen's eyes staring holes into my back. "We should move onto the duet."
I winced. I hated it when people referred to couples dancing as 'duets'. To me duets will always be for singing. I prefer the ballet term pas de deux. In fact, the next dance could be classified as a pas de deux. It starts off with me dancing, then Zac and me, then him.
I got into position. What bugged me most about movies was how they were filmed out of order. Weird; it has something to do with location and what not.
The music started and I sang out loud to the music, dancing as I did so. I messed up a lot though, sometimes spinning too fast or taking too many steps. The director smiled, though, and said we could continue tomorrow. Child labour laws and what not.
I was exhausted and sweaty when I entered my trailer. Serena was sitting there, fixing her hair. She had on a pink halter top dress that flowed at the bottom. (She was a little self-conscious about her butt, but I would totally give anything to actually have one!) She was wearing her pink 'diamond' dangly earrings and my pink pearl necklace. I didn't mind; we always shared clothes, jewellery, shoes, et cetera.
"Why are you dressed already?"
"So I can help you! Now take a shower so you won't look greasy at the restaurant tonight." I rolled my eyes and went into the closet-sized bathroom. I took a quick shower. After about two minutes I was finished. I wrapped a towel around myself and called in Serena. She was going through hairstyles till my hair was dry. When it was she swept it up into a messy bun. She left two strands of hair on either side of my face. These I curled to frame my face better. I went back to the main part of the trailer. Ashley, Vanessa and Monique were there.
"We thought we'd help!"
Ashley searched through her closet for a dress. I know I only own one dress: sad, right? Vanessa worked on my make-up while Serena and Monique argued over my jewellery. Either way I ended up ready 5 minutes before the guy's were coming to pick us up.
My eyeliner was blue with a silver tinge on my eyelids. Pink lip gloss made my lips glow and a bare minimum amount of blush brightened my cheeks. My earrings were tiny diamond studs Monique was kind enough to lend me. I was so scared to lose them, but she insisted. Serena had gotten out my silver cross necklace. The shoes were the silver ones I had bought for my grad only 2 months earlier.
The dress was amazing. It was royal blue and had a pencil skirt. There was one large strap for my left shoulder. It fit snugly but didn't feel revealing. It was a bit big around the waist though. Ashley pulled out a silver scarf and tied it around my waist. Problem solved and I made an old dress look new.
"Beautiful," Vanessa fake-cried.
"Our little baby's growing up," Monique commented.
"I don't know what you see in that boy, but if you love him, we do too," Ashley finished.
I groaned. "Shut UP, you guys!" There was a honk from outside. "Gotta go!" I called as I rushed out the door.
They arrived in silver Porsche. "Nice!" I shouted as I walked towards it. Drake turned from the driver's seat.
"Ya think?" Serena's mouth fell open.
I grabbed her arm and whispered, "He likes you. Don't be intimidated. They're no different than other people."
"Except they're way hotter!" I grinned. Drake got out of the car and opened the door for Serena. Her face turned the exact colour of her dress. I slid in next to Zac in the back. Heh, that rhymes.
Zac and I sat awkwardly in the back. Serena was staring self-consciously at her hands and I could see the red in Drake's ears. It was going to be a long night.
At the restaurant we sat at two different tables. It was a mistake, but I was glad I didn't have to be around when Drake and Serena went mushy. I looked at the menu, feeling Zac's eyes on me the entire time.
"Okay, what are you staring at?"
"Your eyeliner smudged." I wiped under my eye but noticed Zac's smirk.
"You're such a liar!" I was fuming as I looked through the menu. When the waiter came I was relieved.
"I'd like the cannelloni and the raspberry mango cheesecake for dessert."
"And for you?" the waiter asked.
"I'd like the chicken and ribs combo. Dancing sure worked up my appetite."
Zac and I sat for a while in our own worlds. I was wondering how my grandmother was, if Jack was winning the soccer tournament, if dad was okay by himself, and then Zac grabbed my hand. I almost yelped the action was so unexpected.
"Can we go?" Zac whispered.
"Why? Our food hasn't even come yet!"
"My ex is here."
"Which ex?" Zac looked at me in surprise.
"I've only ever had one girlfriend!"
My mouth literally fell open and hung there. One girlfriend? "So all the others are booty calls," I answered my own question.
"Well, are you going to tell me about her?" Zac shook his head and waved over the waiter.
"Could we have our food packed up?"
"Certainly, sir."
"So which is she?" I asked as quietly as I could.
"The one in black with the blonde hair." She was stunning. She looked like an Abercrombie and Fitch model.
"Whoa! Where'd you meet her?"
"On set at Hairspray. She was an extra." I shook my head. Player.
"Okay, we'll go." Zac got up to tell Drake and Serena, who were looking into each other's eyes with deep passion (it made me want to puke!), that we were taking a limousine home.
The entire ride back Zac and I sat in silence. Our food sat in my lap, warming my cold legs. Zac sat there, looking out the window. I wanted to reach out and tell him it's not that bad, but I stopped myself. Mission objectives: Don't fall in love with him; make him fall in love with you.
At my trailer I invited him in to finish our dinner. I heated up the food in my microwave and sat down beside him on the bed.
"Sorry my place is so small. I'm not exactly rich." Zac nodded and kept eating. We ate the entire meal in silence. When we were both finished I cleared the dishes and took out the cheesecake.
"Want to share?" Zac nodded so I grabbed two spoons. We ate in silence. Then Zac spoke.
"She was my one serious relationship," I nodded as I listened to his story. "We met on the set and I couldn't stop thinking about her. The way she sang to herself and the way she loved to dance, even when we weren't shooting. She had this wonderful laugh and made you want to help the world. But then she met another guy."
"Ah, that explains it."
"Explains what?"
"Nothing. I'm talking to myself." Zac glared at me but softened.
"You've had worse luck then me, huh?" I dropped my spoon with a clatter.
"Can we not talk about Nick?" I whispered. Zac nodded and ate more of the cheesecake. I giggled.
"What's so funny?"
"You've got whipped cream on your face."
"Where?"
"By your lip."
"I'm not getting anything!" I laughed and leaned in to wipe the whip cream off Zac's face. As I rubbed the cream off with a napkin I felt Zac's gaze on me. I felt heat rush into my face as I stared back into his beautiful blue eyes- wait, what?
Zac grabbed the hand I had on his face and pulled me towards him. Our lips met and locked. I was too shocked at what was happening to think clearly. In that moment I melted straight into his arms. I felt him pull me down onto him. I brushed my hand through his sandy blonde hair. His hand felt warm on my lower back.
"Hey, why'd you leave the res- whoa." I looked up to see Serena standing in the doorway and Drake just behind her.
"Maybe we should go somewhere else," Drake commented from behind her. I quickly got up and rushed over to Serena.
"No, it's fine. Zac was just leaving." I held the door as Serena entered and Drake moved out of the way to let Zac pass.
Zac leaned over and whispered into my ear, "I'll meet you later." He strolled off into the dark and Drake followed him. I shut the door and pretended not to notice Serena smirking.
"So, having a little fun there?"
"What're you talking about? We were practicing a part of the movie!"
"Which part? Where he gets Vanessa?"
"That's not in there! Besides, that's so first movie. He totally already has her. He was just confused in the third."
"You're changing the subject."
"Whatever. You didn't even notice we left. Besides, what were you doing with Drake here?"
"Okay, we change topics now. So… do you like him?"
"What? NO! How old are you?"
"I'm 15, thank you very much! Wait, you just made out with an eighteen year old. That's statuary rape!"
"Drake's eighteen too and I don't even want to begin to imagine what you were thinking about him!"
Serena laughed and skipped into the bathroom to change. I looked at my bed and then gasped in horror. The cheesecake was smeared onto the bed. I looked at my dress but luckily nothing was on me. I sighed. Serena came back.
"You are in total denial. Oh, and you owe me twenty dollars. " She walked over to the makeshift bed – which I noticed was not dirty- and fell asleep almost instantly. I giggled when I heard her say "Drake, don't!"
I heard a knock on the door and opened it only to reveal the one person who ruined my perfect bed!
"I didn't know you meant that you'd be back this soon." I said, my door only partially opened.
"Is that a bad thing?" He asked as if nothing in the world could go wrong. Did he like me or was he doing the same thing as I was, and was just playing around with me?
"Can we please talk outside; I don't want to wake Serena up." I lightly closed the door behind me and stood outside the trailer. "Zac, I think we need to talk about what happened. You have a girlfriend and-"
"I'd break up with her for you." I winced.
"Zac, I'm sorry, but that kiss was a mistake." I turned away to go back into the trailer.
"So that's it then? You're just like all those other girls who just want to say that they kissed Zac Efron!"
I whipped around. "Don't you dare compare me with those girls! I feel nothing for you! You're just another snobby teenage boy with lots of money and good looks. You think every girl falls at your feet and you can just screw them with no consequences. Grow up!" I felt tears form at the edges of my eyes as I shouted at Zac.
"Good thing you're not that pretty or I might've been dissed here."
"Bad thing that you're too dumb enough to get your head out of your own ass!" Tears were streaming down my face.
"Oh, is little Sonja going to cry now? Did I hurt her feelings?"
"Leave me alone Zac. You know nothing about me."
"And you know nothing about me." He turned around and I didn't even smile when I saw the cake on his tux. "Hypocrite." He shouted over his shoulder.
When Zac was finally out of sight I sunk onto the steps at the door of the trailer. Tears streamed down my face. I vainly attempted to wipe them away but it was to no avail. When I'd finally composed myself I changed and threw off the dirty blanket.
As I lay there that night I fumed at Zac but his words kept replaying in my mind. I felt fresh tears start but blinked them away. I turned over to my other side and heard Serena giggle in her sleep. She was probably dreaming about Drake. I wonder if they kissed? Zac's blue eyes flashed in my mind/ I shook my head. Best not to dwell on it. I closed my eyes and attempted to sleep.