Credits Rolled
Chapter 1
(You called me you're pretty girl. And said I was going to change the world!)
(How could write all those terrible things about me!) Brooke exclaimed.
Lucas stared back at her wide eyed. As he took the paper into his hands and read it.
He recognized the words and the fact that it all just sounded like apart of the script. But he didn't remember writing a word of this.
(Brooke. This is my book and my words but I didn't write this.) Lucas replied.
Brooke glared at him. (Stop it. You wrote the book that got turned into the script.)
(You have total creative control. Somehow I missed these lines the first time around.)
(That's what you really think of me?) Brooke asked. The anger in her voice dimmed and was replaced with emotion.
(Listen to me. I didn't write this I wouldn't. We're friends. We're close me and you.)
(Why would I ruin that?) Lucas questioned.
(You were being honest here. Clearly we aren't as close as I thought.) Brooke replied.
As she left took the script back and left .
Lucas let out a defeated sigh.
(Why am I getting complaints about you going back and forth the Brooke in front of everyone?) Julian asked.
Pulling Lucas to the side.
(She didn't like or appreciate apart of the script. This makes no sense.) Lucas replied.
(Not everyone can take harsh reality.) (You have a movie to make.) Julian said.