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Best Friends Reunited
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Jon's P.O.V
My head was aching and the thrumming above my eyebrow was starting to grow unbearable. I had a million things trying to push their way forward, but something else would always push it back. It had been a stressful day of work and we hadn't even started shooting yet. Not only had I learnt that a good friend of mine disappeared because she was pregnant, but that the father and daughter in my newest film are actually father and daughter! The whole concept of it was spinning me out. And naturally, there was a problem with it. Mel and Ryan knew nothing about how they were related and it had to stay that way.
Ryan caught me off guard, appearing in front of me with a sleeping Mel huddled in his arms. For as long as I'd known Ryan, I had never seen him so happy around a kid. He just wasn't the type.
"I'll take her." I said, getting to my feet. I was really tired, but I had to take Mel back to Amanda. If Ryan took Mel back to Amanda...I would be dead. I may have been tired, but I needed to keep Ryan and Mel as far apart as possible when filming wasn't occurring.
"No, it's okay. Just tell me where I'm putting her and I'll take her." Ryan replied, smiling down at Mel in his arms. He seemed to be transfixed at looking at her. There was so much resemblance between the two, it was surreal. I was quite shocked that not even Ryan had worked out how much the two looked alike.
"I'll take her." I looked up to see Hazel standing by my side. Her long, black hair was tied back in its usual low ponytail and she was wearing a sherbet orange bikini top and blue shorts; she must have just come from training. The smile on her face made me know I could trust Hazel more than anyone else on the set.
"Haze, I can take her." Ryan told her, clearly not wanting to let go of Mel.
"No. I'll take her." Hazel stepped forward and Ryan reluctantly handed over Mel. I could see, behind the indifferent exterior, a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He had only known Mel for a short length of time, but he really cared for her. It was an instant bond between the two that no one was going to be able to break. But Hazel knew the consequences as much as I did.
Hazel's P.O.V.
I carried Mel in my arms away from the two men behind us, leaving them to talk. I peered down at Mel's tiny face; she was the spitting image of Ryan. I couldn't believe he'd missed that when spending the day with her. Amanda had come to visit me at the work and she told me everything.
Flashback
"Aaaaaaand, stand up...NOW!" I yelled. I watched carefully as all four of my students stood up on their surf boards. Being a surf instructor had always been my dream job, so, when Jon offered me the job, I didn't have to think twice before I agreed. I was teaching my smallest class of four teenage boys who never seemed to make any progress. But I enjoyed my time with them all the same.
"Wow...If you've taught them everything they know, they'll be experts before you know it." I looked over to the doorway to see an old face. Amanda hadn't changed much, just got a bit taller, older and grown her hair a little longer. But she was definitely the same best friend who had left town all those years ago.
"Amanda?" I was sure it was her, but wanted to make sure. The last thing I needed was to make a fool of myself.
"Hazel!" We ran at each other, embracing tightly and not wanting to let go. It had been far too long since I had seen Amanda, since we had been able to hug it out and wish all of our problems away. We hadn't known each other for very long, barely an entire summer. But we had once been best friends, always promising to stay in contact and never give up on each other.
"It's been ten years!" I screamed at her after we did break apart. "Not a phone call, not a text, not an e-mail! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" She looked a bit taken aback by my voice. She had never heard me shout before and, to be honest, I didn't shout very often. I hadn't meant it in a bad way, at all. I was shocked and worried, but so relieved that Amanda was alright. I pulled her back into a hug to comfort her. There had been all sorts of rumors about her floating around during the second season
"Well, you know how I left?" I nodded my head, encouraging her to carry on. "I was pregnant...I had to leave, Haze! I should have told you and..."
"Pregnant? As in having a baby pregnant?" How many types of pregnant are there? I pulled her back in for another hug. "You should have told me. You know that I would always be there for you, Mandy. I still am!"
"Are you mad?" She whispered in my ear. I moved back. Tears were starting to spring from her eyes as much as they were from my own.
"Why would I be mad?" I asked, wiping a few tears from her cheek. We both smiled, pulling each other back in for a hug. But we were interrupted by the sudden splash form the pool. I turned back around and saw one of my pupils in the water. The other three were laughing there heads off by the side of the pool and I couldn't help but giggle myself.
"That'll teach you!" I called over to the group. The boy in the water gave me a thumb up, laughing himself.
"So, when do I get to meet this child of yours?" I asked, turning back around to Amanda. She was chewing on her lip, looking quite nervous, but relieved herself.
"When I find her," She replied, "She's exploring the studio right now."
"Why is she exploring the studio?"
"She's getting used to her surrounding's since she'll be here for the next few weeks, filming." I was confused by what Amanda had sad at first, but then it had hit me.
"Your daughter is Mel Ross!" I almost squeaked with shock.
End of Flashback
Amanda then continued to tell me that Ryan didn't have a clue about his daughter. I was quite shocked, but when she explained why I understood. Amanda had all the right in the world to want to keep Ryan as far away. As he and Spencer were so close, I knew what he was like.
I knocked on Mel's dressing room door, having picked it out myself. I had never met Mel Ross before and I had been quite excited until I found out she was my best friend's daughter. Amanda told me she would be there for most of the day, sorting things out.
"Come in." I heard her reply. I managed to open the door and walk in with the ten-year-old still in my arms. It was a struggle, but I managed.
Amanda's P.O.V.
"Come in." I called, turning to face the door. I had been in Mel's dressing room for most of the day. I was placing personal things from the two of us around the room, trying to make it a bit more homely for us. It was a decent room; pale green walls and wooden flooring with a lime green rug. A large window that looked out over the city with a white sofa and glass coffee table in front of it. Two vanity tables, a walk in closet and a changing room. Decent.
Hazel entered the room with a sleeping Mel in her arms. I smiled at my daughter as Hazel placed her sofa; she was out for the count. She looked so beautiful in her sleep, so young and innocent. I missed the days when she was young and all there to worry about was if my job was bringing in enough money for us to live. Back before Mel became famous, back before she was in love with her idol. The good days when I had nothing to be concerned over and things were all too easy for me.
"Thanks." I said to my best friend, giving her a one armed hug due to the photograph I had in the other.
"No problem." She replied, smiling as much as I was. "Better than Ryan bringing her back discovering the truth." I nodded, sighing to myself. Jon had opened up to me, telling me that Ryan was on the movie, too. But the best part just had to be that he was going to be playing her father. I badly wanted to make up an excuse for me to pull Mel out of the movie, but I knew that would be wrong. She was far too excited now and she had already gotten herself settled in. I just had to make sure that he didn't see me. It was going to be one long movie.
My head was aching and the thrumming above my eyebrow was starting to grow unbearable. I had a million things trying to push their way forward, but something else would always push it back. It had been a stressful day of work and we hadn't even started shooting yet. Not only had I learnt that a good friend of mine disappeared because she was pregnant, but that the father and daughter in my newest film are actually father and daughter! The whole concept of it was spinning me out. And naturally, there was a problem with it. Mel and Ryan knew nothing about how they were related and it had to stay that way.
Ryan caught me off guard, appearing in front of me with a sleeping Mel huddled in his arms. For as long as I'd known Ryan, I had never seen him so happy around a kid. He just wasn't the type.
"I'll take her." I said, getting to my feet. I was really tired, but I had to take Mel back to Amanda. If Ryan took Mel back to Amanda...I would be dead. I may have been tired, but I needed to keep Ryan and Mel as far apart as possible when filming wasn't occurring.
"No, it's okay. Just tell me where I'm putting her and I'll take her." Ryan replied, smiling down at Mel in his arms. He seemed to be transfixed at looking at her. There was so much resemblance between the two, it was surreal. I was quite shocked that not even Ryan had worked out how much the two looked alike.
"I'll take her." I looked up to see Hazel standing by my side. Her long, black hair was tied back in its usual low ponytail and she was wearing a sherbet orange bikini top and blue shorts; she must have just come from training. The smile on her face made me know I could trust Hazel more than anyone else on the set.
"Haze, I can take her." Ryan told her, clearly not wanting to let go of Mel.
"No. I'll take her." Hazel stepped forward and Ryan reluctantly handed over Mel. I could see, behind the indifferent exterior, a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He had only known Mel for a short length of time, but he really cared for her. It was an instant bond between the two that no one was going to be able to break. But Hazel knew the consequences as much as I did.
Hazel's P.O.V.
I carried Mel in my arms away from the two men behind us, leaving them to talk. I peered down at Mel's tiny face; she was the spitting image of Ryan. I couldn't believe he'd missed that when spending the day with her. Amanda had come to visit me at the work and she told me everything.
Flashback
"Aaaaaaand, stand up...NOW!" I yelled. I watched carefully as all four of my students stood up on their surf boards. Being a surf instructor had always been my dream job, so, when Jon offered me the job, I didn't have to think twice before I agreed. I was teaching my smallest class of four teenage boys who never seemed to make any progress. But I enjoyed my time with them all the same.
"Wow...If you've taught them everything they know, they'll be experts before you know it." I looked over to the doorway to see an old face. Amanda hadn't changed much, just got a bit taller, older and grown her hair a little longer. But she was definitely the same best friend who had left town all those years ago.
"Amanda?" I was sure it was her, but wanted to make sure. The last thing I needed was to make a fool of myself.
"Hazel!" We ran at each other, embracing tightly and not wanting to let go. It had been far too long since I had seen Amanda, since we had been able to hug it out and wish all of our problems away. We hadn't known each other for very long, barely an entire summer. But we had once been best friends, always promising to stay in contact and never give up on each other.
"It's been ten years!" I screamed at her after we did break apart. "Not a phone call, not a text, not an e-mail! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" She looked a bit taken aback by my voice. She had never heard me shout before and, to be honest, I didn't shout very often. I hadn't meant it in a bad way, at all. I was shocked and worried, but so relieved that Amanda was alright. I pulled her back into a hug to comfort her. There had been all sorts of rumors about her floating around during the second season
"Well, you know how I left?" I nodded my head, encouraging her to carry on. "I was pregnant...I had to leave, Haze! I should have told you and..."
"Pregnant? As in having a baby pregnant?" How many types of pregnant are there? I pulled her back in for another hug. "You should have told me. You know that I would always be there for you, Mandy. I still am!"
"Are you mad?" She whispered in my ear. I moved back. Tears were starting to spring from her eyes as much as they were from my own.
"Why would I be mad?" I asked, wiping a few tears from her cheek. We both smiled, pulling each other back in for a hug. But we were interrupted by the sudden splash form the pool. I turned back around and saw one of my pupils in the water. The other three were laughing there heads off by the side of the pool and I couldn't help but giggle myself.
"That'll teach you!" I called over to the group. The boy in the water gave me a thumb up, laughing himself.
"So, when do I get to meet this child of yours?" I asked, turning back around to Amanda. She was chewing on her lip, looking quite nervous, but relieved herself.
"When I find her," She replied, "She's exploring the studio right now."
"Why is she exploring the studio?"
"She's getting used to her surrounding's since she'll be here for the next few weeks, filming." I was confused by what Amanda had sad at first, but then it had hit me.
"Your daughter is Mel Ross!" I almost squeaked with shock.
End of Flashback
Amanda then continued to tell me that Ryan didn't have a clue about his daughter. I was quite shocked, but when she explained why I understood. Amanda had all the right in the world to want to keep Ryan as far away. As he and Spencer were so close, I knew what he was like.
I knocked on Mel's dressing room door, having picked it out myself. I had never met Mel Ross before and I had been quite excited until I found out she was my best friend's daughter. Amanda told me she would be there for most of the day, sorting things out.
"Come in." I heard her reply. I managed to open the door and walk in with the ten-year-old still in my arms. It was a struggle, but I managed.
Amanda's P.O.V.
"Come in." I called, turning to face the door. I had been in Mel's dressing room for most of the day. I was placing personal things from the two of us around the room, trying to make it a bit more homely for us. It was a decent room; pale green walls and wooden flooring with a lime green rug. A large window that looked out over the city with a white sofa and glass coffee table in front of it. Two vanity tables, a walk in closet and a changing room. Decent.
Hazel entered the room with a sleeping Mel in her arms. I smiled at my daughter as Hazel placed her sofa; she was out for the count. She looked so beautiful in her sleep, so young and innocent. I missed the days when she was young and all there to worry about was if my job was bringing in enough money for us to live. Back before Mel became famous, back before she was in love with her idol. The good days when I had nothing to be concerned over and things were all too easy for me.
"Thanks." I said to my best friend, giving her a one armed hug due to the photograph I had in the other.
"No problem." She replied, smiling as much as I was. "Better than Ryan bringing her back discovering the truth." I nodded, sighing to myself. Jon had opened up to me, telling me that Ryan was on the movie, too. But the best part just had to be that he was going to be playing her father. I badly wanted to make up an excuse for me to pull Mel out of the movie, but I knew that would be wrong. She was far too excited now and she had already gotten herself settled in. I just had to make sure that he didn't see me. It was going to be one long movie.
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