"Kathy! I'm headed to work! Do you want me to do any snooping?"

I opened my eyes and shot out of bed. Oh no, I was gonna be late for work—

No I wasn't. I was temporarily fired, maybe permanently fired. I didn't have to go back to the company until Monday.

"Um, no, wait, uh…. Find out where the security camera room is and find all the tapes that you can that are from before and after the tape that Tina had," I instructed. Charlie nodded and grabbed her purse and the keys to my truck. We shared the truck now that she had her driver's license and stuff.

She waved at me and then headed out. I jumped up and grabbed my laptop, logging onto it and pulling up a search engine and my email.

First, I found a website for actresses in L.A. to put up their resumes and hopefully get some audition offers. There were a few drop menus that allowed the search to be narrowed down based on some really specific details such as height, hair color, eye color, etc. I put in the details that would fit me and checked.

OK, that narrowed the results down to about 50 girls. Then I narrowed it down by city, so I changed it to Valley Village, which is a little community near the freeway outside of L.A. that the company was in.

That narrowed it down to 27 women.

I clicked through the profiles until I saw the last name of one of the girls. "Starlene… McIntyre?"

McIntyre was my mother's maiden name, and Starlene was the name of a girl in a scary story my parents used to tell Charlie and I when we were little .

Starlene, Kathleen, and Charlene… I'd always thought Starlene was supposed to freak me and Charlie out because it was so close to our names, but now I wasn't so sure. Starlene was too similar al of a sudden. Our parents, specifically our mother, had wanted their girls to have names that sounded the same, so they chose Kathleen and Charlene.

I clicked on the girl's name and the link took me to her profile on the site. I did a double take and fell out of my chair.

I happen to have a lot of facial similarities to my mother. The only things I got from my dad were my eyes and hair and some personality traits. Well, Starlene McIntyre looked exactly like my mother, aside from her black as night hair. This meant that she looked almost exactly like me.

Her contact information was there, and I looked at it, wondering whether or not I should talk to her.

Then I found out she only lived 20 minutes away from my apartment. Immediately I grabbed my purse, phone, key, put on some shades and my hat, and rushed out the door.

oOoOoOo

Starlene McIntyre lived in a very, VERY bad neighborhood. I found myself double checking to make sure the doors were locked and I had my baseball bat in the backseat. Living in Seattle prepared me for the big city and such. Rule One: always have a baseball bat. They are awesome.

The neighborhood was incredible run-down looking, with metal fences that looked like they were going to fall over at any second and houses with screen doors that had holes (hopefully NOT bullet holes, but you never know) in them. I breathed a very tiny sigh of relief when I found that Starlene lived in an apartment complex in the middle of the neighborhood and the apartment complex didn't look as shabby as the rest of the area. I parked my truck and quickly hurried out and into the somewhat safety of the complex, remembering to lock my vehicle as I did so.

I glanced at the piece of paper I had written the address down on and managed to locate the apartment fairly easily. It was on the second floor of the three story building, and sort of in a weird area of the floor. I took a deep breath and adjusted my sunglasses on my face and hat before knocking on the door.

I heard shuffling inside of the apartment and some muttering like "Who's that, babe?" and "I have no clue, Liam," before the door swung open and I was met with, basically, a doppelganger of myself that was just barely clothed in shorty shorts and a tube top.

"Who are you?" the doppelganger, whom I immediately recognized as Starlene from her profile picture, asked, frowning at me.

"Um, I'm looking for Miss Starlene McIntyre. I'm here with a... Job offer," I managed to say. Starlene's frown deepened and a male voice called from inside the apartment.

"Star-ry, baby, come back to bed."

I grimaced a bit, feeling immediately very awkward and uncomfortable. Starlene rolled her eyes and yelled back into the bedroom, "I'll be there in a second, Liam, just hold your fucking horse!" She turned back to me, still frowning.

"Look, if you have an acting offer, you should just contact me via email or some shit. I'm kinda busy right now, so could you, you know... Leave?"

I was not about to leave without getting a few answers. "But this is a once in a lifetime—"

"I said LEAVE!" Starlene snapped. I was taken aback and actually took a step backwards quite quickly, resulting in my sunglasses falling off.

"Fine, I'll leave you alone. Sorry I bothered," I muttered, stooping down to pick up my sunglasses before standing and looking her in the eye.

When I did that, her jaw dropped and she was quiet.

"You're... You're... You... You look..." she stammered and was extremely flustered. Now I frowned, but then remembered that oh yeah, we looked identical.

"STAR!" the guy in Starlene's apartment shouted.

She turned back and stormed into the house, leaving the door open. "LIAM, GET OUT!"

"But—"

"GET THE FUCK..."

A few doors slammed and a moment later a rather rugged looking guy with mussed hair and a few articles of clothing in his hand was shoved out by Starlene. He brushed past me as Starlene reappeared and beckoned me into her apartment to talk.

((A/N: WOW THAT WAS A LONG HIATUS WHAT

I have nothing to say.

I literally am sorry.

And have nothing to say.

Except EKJNA;WKLNAL;KFNWAJL; THE FEELS FOR THE END OF THE SEASON WAAAAH

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You spelled most of the things right.

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