Personally I love this chapter. Now I'd better get some reviews for this one. I was up until 2:31 writing this. Seriously! That's what time it is right now!
Disclaimer- Oh you know the drill. I own nothing. Disney does. Bluh bluh bluh! I do however own Preston! HA!

"Tess, please hurry. I really can't afford to be late. Well, I can but I really don't want to." T.J. laughed at her lame joke. Tess glared at the back of her mother's head as she rushed her through the hallways of Double Deluxe Production Company. Their heels clicked loudly against the stone floors, as they passed yet another empty room.

"Mom, where is this place?" Tess whined, struggling to keep up.

"Here!" T.J. said, stopping abruptly and throwing her arms out as if to show off the ample room. Tess was barely able to stop in time. Her eyes widen as she took in the set. Everything was covered in faux-snow. Everything. There were fake pine trees place in meticulous spots around the scene, and a small wood cabin sat in the middle of it all.

"Wow." Tess breathed, stepping into the room, a look of pure wonder on her face.

"T.J.! How're you babe?" Preston, T.J.'s gay assistant, greeting T.J. by kissing both her cheeks.

"Wonderful." Preston clapped his hands together to show his joy. So, that must be where she picked it up from. Tess thought crossing her arms over her chest and watching in amusement as her mother interacted with Preston. "Preston, darling, why is everything covered in snow? I thought the theme was going to be a day at the beach."

"It was, but a lot happened while you were gone." He explained, grabbing T.J.'s elbow and guiding her out of the way of a moving prop.

"I was gone for five days, Preston. How could that much possibly happen in five days?" Tess noticed her mother's voice was starting to gain volume, which meant her anger was starting up. Preston must of noticed this also, because he waved someone over. The lady came bustling over handing T.J. a tiny blue dress, sequins and all. Tess scoffed. It looked more like a 70's get-up than anything for a video shoot in this millennium.

"Go try it on, sweetie." He cooed, sending her mother off. He fell into a chair with an over-dramatic sweep of his arm, something only an actress on Broadway could pull off. Tess made her way over to him, a sour look on her face. "Oh, you're here. Lovely." He grumbled not even trying to hide the roll of his eyes. Tess could feel the famous Tyler anger flairing up in herself now. "Shouldn't you be off at camp or something?"

"I finished." She replied curtly. Preston made his mouth into th e shape of an 'O'.

"Well," he paused, one of his hands placed on his chin in a thinker's stance. "There's this great boy band shooting a video next door. Why don't you go cheek them out? 12 year old girl's are still into boy bands right?"

"I'm 15!" Tess shouted, throwing her arms down to her side.

"Great for you. Hey, Bev. Why don't you take her next door. I'm sure that'd be more fun for her then hanging around here."

"No," Tess snapped, pulling her arm away from 'Bev''s grasp. "I'd rather stay here." She dared Preston to challenge her. Luckily, he know what was best for him, and didn't. Instead Preston made a cat motion with his hand, and imitated a cat hissing.

"Someone's catty. I like." Preston said, smiling his Miami-beach smile. Tess sniggered at Preston, as she turned her attention to the set crew.

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Three hours, forty-two minutes, and twelve seconds later, and T.J. still wasn't done. Tess's stomach was growling for its lack of food. Suddenly skipping breakfast didn't seem like such a great idea.

"Was that an earth-quake. No folks, that was Tess's stomach. Again!" Preston snapped, faking an announcer's voice.

"Do you have any idea how annoying you are?" Tess barked, half from being fed up with Preston, half from hunger.

"I won't be so annoying if you'd shut the beast up." He yelled at her stomach.

"If you had food around here, it wouldn't be making noise." Tess hollered back.

"Shut it! Both of you!" The director shouted at the two. Tess and Preston silently glared at one another, waiting for the other to blink. Tess's eyes started to water, and her stomach once again made a low growling noise. She caved first, blinking back humiliation.

"Ha! I won!" Preston bragged, sticking his tongue out in a very childish way.

"Miss Tyler, there's a buffet next door, if you want to get some food." The girl, Bev, from earlier said softly. Tess smiled ruefully at her before turning on her heel and stalking out of the video set. Normally, she would've waited until her mother was done filming before eating, but God only knows when that would be, and she couldn't take one more minute of Preston.

That's when she spotted it. A beautiful display of food, all sorts of food, out for anyone to take. Tess hungrily made her way over to table, and began digging into the food. She spied a meatball sub, sitting in the back of the sandwich's. Gulping, she reached out and grabbed the rather large sub. She opened her mouth to take the first bite when all the contents spilled out, straining her clothing.

"Shit,"She swore loudly, grabbing a handful of napkins and rubbing at her shirt. She bent down to wipe up the mess of meatballs and sauce on the ground. Salty tears were starting to sting her eyes, and she roughly wiped them away with the back of her hand. This just is not my day.

"Looks like you're the one in need of a change of clothes this time," An all to familiar voice said from above her. Tess's head shot up and she inwardly groaned as she saw Nate standing there. He chuckled as he bent down to help clean up the mess. "Meatballs?" He asked, raising his brows in question.

"What?"

"Nothing, I just never pegged you a meatball girl." Tess placed her devilish smile on her lips as she flicked her hair over her shoulder.

"Well, I guess you pegged me wrong then."

"I guess so." He said, locking his brown eyes with her blue ones.

"Hey, Nate! What's taking you?" A voice called from behind a large red curtain.

"You're wanted. I supposed I should let you go." Tess said, finally stand up right.

"Yeah, I guess." Nate sighed as he began walking towards the voice. Turn around. You want one last look of me. In your mind you're begging to have me stay. Tess pleaded as she watched Nate's back.

"Unless," He said, turning on his heel, just as Tess was about to give up. A smile brighten her features as waited for him to continue. "Unless, you want to stick around here. We're almost done." Tess eyed him for a moment. "I can buy you a new meatball sub, if you'd like." Tess laughed as she bit her bottom lip. She knew she was going to accept. She had nothing better to do.

"Well . . . with an offer like that, who can resist." She shrugged, leaning against the table. On the outside she was the epitome of cool, on the inside however, her stomach was doing back flips.

A/N: Don't fret. Bitchie Tess will return! I just want to get more into the story before she does. So, if she seems a little too nice/AU-ish, keep reading! wink wink But I'd love to hear what you think about this! And...the best way for readers to share what they think is by reviewing!

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