Scandalous Price of Fame

Anna - I smiled shyly, "I guess." I see another flash of a camera and see the journalist from earlier and he ran away. "Oh great I can see the headline now." I groan.

Victoria: "Yep. You are Aven." I smiled, failing to remember his last name,

Aven: "Yep, I am," I chuckled. There was a buzz in my pocket and I pulled out my phone. "Hm... All shooting has been delayed in studio 14 until 1:00 p.m. That's fun, I guess," I frowned.

Luke: I chuckled. "Great. The last thing I need is more publicity." My face had been on the pat six magazine covers, all with ridiculous headlines about my love life with different starlets. Yeah, sure, I liked to hang out with girls. What boy didn't?

Anna - I looked down at a text I got from my manager, "Wow, my manager has already been called by journalists interested in interviewing us about our 'romance'."

Luke: "Oh, fun," I smirked. "I think we should go. It'd be a great excersise," I said.

Anna - I laughed, "You want to be asked by a peppy talk show host if we are in love?"

Hm, how can I jump in?

Luke: "That does sound slightl dreadful... Nevermind," I chuckled. I felt the buzz of my phone and check. "No filming until later," I said. "I guess I'll catch you later?" I asked and started off.

(Your charrie can find Luke.)

All I could hear was my agent's constant buzzing. She insisted I come back to prep, now. But I could care less. I needed a coffee. I hung up, and imagined her screaming at me when I came back. My mind wandering, I bumped into someone on the sidewalk. Startled, I stepped back. Brushing my thick styled hair behind my ear.

Luke: I stepped back, a small smile on my face. "Oh, sorry," I said. "I'm Luke, by the way."

"My fault." I murmured lightly, pursing my lips that were glopped with red lipstick. I looked like a toned down Lady Gaga, all dressed up for filming the action movie.
"I'm Katya, but the magizines call me Katya Jennings." I smiled weakly.

I shook my head, not recognizing the name. "I don't read magazines, sorry," I said,

I shrug, then look at him.
"Are you an actor?"

I nodded."Yeah, Lucien Nash as my manager calls me," I said.

I raised an eyebrow.
"Hm, I think I saw you on a cover once." Her phone buzzed.
"I gotta go, my agent is gonna' kill me." And with that, I was clacking in heels down the road, when the paparazzi spotted me. Shit. I scrambled faster.

Victoria: I groaned. "I got up at 2:30 in the morning for nothing?"

Aven chuckled and nodded. "Yerah, it seems that you did," he grinned.