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Convinced
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Mel's P.O.V.
"Hey, hey!" Tori screamed, jumping beside me as I slammed my locker door shut. My hangover was long gone, well, it went yesterday. It had been a long weekend of pain and lying to my parents. They had their suspicions, but I kept telling them I was just not feeling too good. It worked, for the most part, anyway. The annoying little twits wouldn't leave me alone.
"Sooo, have a good weekend?" Tori asked, and, as usual, she didn't give me time to answer her. "Of course you did! Tell me all about the party; no details are to be skipped. No! Just skip right to the part where you and Logan went wild and, you know, did-" She stopped and looked around for a moment. "-IT!" She squealed like a young child at the very mention of it.
"Uh, Tori? WHAT PLANET DO YOU LIVE ON?" I yelled at her, playfully of course. "Me and Logan did nothing at the party, we danced, we talked, I got absolutely wasted and he helped me home." But Tori wasn't looking too convinced by my argument. She just wouldn't believe me, which was a sign that I was a terrible liar.
"Uh-Huh." She winked, skipping off down the corridor. It was a good thing I had somehow memorized how to get to English class by then; otherwise I would have been lost completely without Tori.
I made my way down the winding corridors of the school, replaying the scenes in my head from the weekend. Why did everyone seem so convinced that me and Logan had a good go at it in bed? It was one of the most stupid ideas I had ever heard. Then again, I had believed it myself for a little while...
The first thing I saw when I got into the English classroom was Logan's smiley face. That was always a good start to a Monday morning; having Logan to shake the Monday blues off.
"Hey." I smiled back, jumping into my seat beside him. It had been our routine to meet up in English every morning, discussing what we had done over the weekend. It was just our thing.
"Hey." He replied, holding his arms out for a hug. I happily obliged, wrapping my arms around his torso. I always had a funny feeling in my stomach when I hugged Logan. It was as if I had butterflies, almost as if I was nervous about something. I just never knew what.
"Have a goo-"
But Logan was cut off by the sound of my ringing phone.
So tell me who am I supposed to be?
What I gotta do to get you close to me?
If I run away tonight will you follow me?
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
It was a good thing it was still five minutes before school officially started, so I was okay to pull my cell out of my pocket and answer it. My instant reaction was to check the caller I.D.
'Jon'
I almost jumped out of my seat. Jon Walker, one of the biggest directors in Hollywood was calling me. Plain, old Melissa Camille Ross. Of course, there was the fact I was an actress and he was one of my parents closest friends. Therefore, he had reasons to be calling me.
"Hey, Jon." I smiled, flipping open my cell and pressing it to my ear.
"Hey, Lissa." Jon replied in my ear. He was one of the very few people I let call me Lissa. It was the nickname I despised the most, so only Jon and sometimes Ryan could call me by it. They had their own special reasons for it. "So, I've been talking to your mother about a great part I have lined up for you in a TV show."
"TV show?" I repeated, making sure I heard him correctly. I had never been in a TV show before, only in movies.
"It is only a small part, only in the pilot episode so far." My heart sunk. Then rose again when I realized I wouldn't be missing school to film a long TV series. "However, if it all goes good, you could become a recurring character." I smiled at Logan, who I was still facing. His face was just plain confused.
"Thanks, Jon." I told him. "I would love to play this part." Jon laughed.
"So, you'll come to the audition tonight, then?" He asked and my smile widened.
"Why would I not want to come?" I retorted, rolling my eyes as if he was right in front of me.
"See later, alligator." He said, no doubt winking at the wall or something. It was his thing.
"In a while, crocodile." I replied. "Bye, bye." I hung the cell up and placed it back in my pocket. I finally had an audition. AT LAST!
Jon and I hadn't worked together for a while, though. Only on one movie, Destiny. The movie for which my young sister was named. It was because of that movie that my life had played out the way it had. Destiny was the reason that mom and Ryan got back together. Then had the twin twits and got married. So, thanks to Jon, my life was perfect.
"And that was about...What?" Logan asked, clearly not understanding anything from a one-sided conversation.
"I got myself an audition!" I squealed excitedly. "It's for a TV show as well, can you believe it?" I asked, smiling as much as I possibly could.
"Congratulations?" Logan said, not quite sure what to say to me. "When's the audition?"
"Tonight, I cannot wait!" I replied, squealing happily again. Maybe Monday wasn't going to be a bad day after all.
"Tonight?" Logan repeated, his face falling a little from his perfect smile. "I thought we had plans tonight."
"OH MY GOD!" I cried out. I had totally forgotten about our plans. Logan had called yesterday and we had arranged to go to the park for a stroll and a talk. Not a date, definitely not a date. Just two friends hanging out. Nothing more, nothing less. "Logan, I am so sorry!"
"It's okay." He smiled back at me, his cute little face lighting up again. "This audition is way more important than a walk in the park."
"You should come with me." I told him, and I really wanted him to come with me too. Logan would have been great support and a way to calm my nerves, since mom and Ryan weren't too good at that themselves. Maybe Logan could have taken my mind off the whole thing, until it was my turn to go in, at least.
"No, no." He shook his head holding his hands up. "I couldn't do that."
"Why not?" I asked, sticking my bottom lip out slightly. That look usually worked for me. "I want you to be there, Logan. I want your support. Please come."
Logan sighed. I knew the look would work. It always worked on weak little boys. Not that I'm calling Logan weak or anything, I just knew it would work on him.
"Okay, I'll come to your audition." I squealed happily again, throwing my arms around Logan again. The butterflies returned, but I didn't care. I wasn't nervous about anything to do with Logan. It was just a weird feeling, was all. Nothing more, nothing less.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you." I cried over and over again, receiving some dodgy looks from my fellow students who were already sitting in class. That was about everyone, since the bell rang just as I released Logan from my grip.
"Good morning, class." Mrs. D smiled at us all, standing up from her desk. "I marked all your papers on Romeo and Juliet." She told us, holding up the pile. "Jayce, come hand these back out for me."
I turned my head around to see Jayce and Tori at the back. The two had always been sitting beside each other ever since I arrived in the class. I thought Tori had sat in the spare seat beside me, but she had moved to sit with Jayce. It was pretty obvious she had the world's biggest crush on him. And he also had one on her. But the just would not admit it to the other, it was actually quite funny to watch.
"Well done." Logan whispered in my ear, making me jump back to reality and turn to face him again. He pointed down to the desk and I saw in big, red, printed 'B' on my white paper.
I had gotten a B. A B! It was a good day for me. I had an audition and a B on my first ever English paper. No wonder I couldn't stop smiling all day.
If you can guess the name of the song that is Mel's ringtone, or at least the artist, I may write you a oneshot ;)
"Hey, hey!" Tori screamed, jumping beside me as I slammed my locker door shut. My hangover was long gone, well, it went yesterday. It had been a long weekend of pain and lying to my parents. They had their suspicions, but I kept telling them I was just not feeling too good. It worked, for the most part, anyway. The annoying little twits wouldn't leave me alone.
"Sooo, have a good weekend?" Tori asked, and, as usual, she didn't give me time to answer her. "Of course you did! Tell me all about the party; no details are to be skipped. No! Just skip right to the part where you and Logan went wild and, you know, did-" She stopped and looked around for a moment. "-IT!" She squealed like a young child at the very mention of it.
"Uh, Tori? WHAT PLANET DO YOU LIVE ON?" I yelled at her, playfully of course. "Me and Logan did nothing at the party, we danced, we talked, I got absolutely wasted and he helped me home." But Tori wasn't looking too convinced by my argument. She just wouldn't believe me, which was a sign that I was a terrible liar.
"Uh-Huh." She winked, skipping off down the corridor. It was a good thing I had somehow memorized how to get to English class by then; otherwise I would have been lost completely without Tori.
I made my way down the winding corridors of the school, replaying the scenes in my head from the weekend. Why did everyone seem so convinced that me and Logan had a good go at it in bed? It was one of the most stupid ideas I had ever heard. Then again, I had believed it myself for a little while...
The first thing I saw when I got into the English classroom was Logan's smiley face. That was always a good start to a Monday morning; having Logan to shake the Monday blues off.
"Hey." I smiled back, jumping into my seat beside him. It had been our routine to meet up in English every morning, discussing what we had done over the weekend. It was just our thing.
"Hey." He replied, holding his arms out for a hug. I happily obliged, wrapping my arms around his torso. I always had a funny feeling in my stomach when I hugged Logan. It was as if I had butterflies, almost as if I was nervous about something. I just never knew what.
"Have a goo-"
But Logan was cut off by the sound of my ringing phone.
So tell me who am I supposed to be?
What I gotta do to get you close to me?
If I run away tonight will you follow me?
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
It was a good thing it was still five minutes before school officially started, so I was okay to pull my cell out of my pocket and answer it. My instant reaction was to check the caller I.D.
'Jon'
I almost jumped out of my seat. Jon Walker, one of the biggest directors in Hollywood was calling me. Plain, old Melissa Camille Ross. Of course, there was the fact I was an actress and he was one of my parents closest friends. Therefore, he had reasons to be calling me.
"Hey, Jon." I smiled, flipping open my cell and pressing it to my ear.
"Hey, Lissa." Jon replied in my ear. He was one of the very few people I let call me Lissa. It was the nickname I despised the most, so only Jon and sometimes Ryan could call me by it. They had their own special reasons for it. "So, I've been talking to your mother about a great part I have lined up for you in a TV show."
"TV show?" I repeated, making sure I heard him correctly. I had never been in a TV show before, only in movies.
"It is only a small part, only in the pilot episode so far." My heart sunk. Then rose again when I realized I wouldn't be missing school to film a long TV series. "However, if it all goes good, you could become a recurring character." I smiled at Logan, who I was still facing. His face was just plain confused.
"Thanks, Jon." I told him. "I would love to play this part." Jon laughed.
"So, you'll come to the audition tonight, then?" He asked and my smile widened.
"Why would I not want to come?" I retorted, rolling my eyes as if he was right in front of me.
"See later, alligator." He said, no doubt winking at the wall or something. It was his thing.
"In a while, crocodile." I replied. "Bye, bye." I hung the cell up and placed it back in my pocket. I finally had an audition. AT LAST!
Jon and I hadn't worked together for a while, though. Only on one movie, Destiny. The movie for which my young sister was named. It was because of that movie that my life had played out the way it had. Destiny was the reason that mom and Ryan got back together. Then had the twin twits and got married. So, thanks to Jon, my life was perfect.
"And that was about...What?" Logan asked, clearly not understanding anything from a one-sided conversation.
"I got myself an audition!" I squealed excitedly. "It's for a TV show as well, can you believe it?" I asked, smiling as much as I possibly could.
"Congratulations?" Logan said, not quite sure what to say to me. "When's the audition?"
"Tonight, I cannot wait!" I replied, squealing happily again. Maybe Monday wasn't going to be a bad day after all.
"Tonight?" Logan repeated, his face falling a little from his perfect smile. "I thought we had plans tonight."
"OH MY GOD!" I cried out. I had totally forgotten about our plans. Logan had called yesterday and we had arranged to go to the park for a stroll and a talk. Not a date, definitely not a date. Just two friends hanging out. Nothing more, nothing less. "Logan, I am so sorry!"
"It's okay." He smiled back at me, his cute little face lighting up again. "This audition is way more important than a walk in the park."
"You should come with me." I told him, and I really wanted him to come with me too. Logan would have been great support and a way to calm my nerves, since mom and Ryan weren't too good at that themselves. Maybe Logan could have taken my mind off the whole thing, until it was my turn to go in, at least.
"No, no." He shook his head holding his hands up. "I couldn't do that."
"Why not?" I asked, sticking my bottom lip out slightly. That look usually worked for me. "I want you to be there, Logan. I want your support. Please come."
Logan sighed. I knew the look would work. It always worked on weak little boys. Not that I'm calling Logan weak or anything, I just knew it would work on him.
"Okay, I'll come to your audition." I squealed happily again, throwing my arms around Logan again. The butterflies returned, but I didn't care. I wasn't nervous about anything to do with Logan. It was just a weird feeling, was all. Nothing more, nothing less.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you." I cried over and over again, receiving some dodgy looks from my fellow students who were already sitting in class. That was about everyone, since the bell rang just as I released Logan from my grip.
"Good morning, class." Mrs. D smiled at us all, standing up from her desk. "I marked all your papers on Romeo and Juliet." She told us, holding up the pile. "Jayce, come hand these back out for me."
I turned my head around to see Jayce and Tori at the back. The two had always been sitting beside each other ever since I arrived in the class. I thought Tori had sat in the spare seat beside me, but she had moved to sit with Jayce. It was pretty obvious she had the world's biggest crush on him. And he also had one on her. But the just would not admit it to the other, it was actually quite funny to watch.
"Well done." Logan whispered in my ear, making me jump back to reality and turn to face him again. He pointed down to the desk and I saw in big, red, printed 'B' on my white paper.
I had gotten a B. A B! It was a good day for me. I had an audition and a B on my first ever English paper. No wonder I couldn't stop smiling all day.
If you can guess the name of the song that is Mel's ringtone, or at least the artist, I may write you a oneshot ;)
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