LOGINCHAPTER THREE
5 Years Earlier
Hailey’s Point of View
One could start with the beautiful weather or the sweet scent of flowers. One could also start with the peace that serenaded the air. Today was going to be a good day, I was sure of it or so I thought.
"Hailey, you are going to be late for your audition," Anna yelled from downstairs.
"Not like I am going to get the part though," I muttered.
You cannot blame me for losing hope. I have had this same routine for 3 years now; wake up and rush out for an audition that I end up never getting. My love came crashing right before my eyes and I could do nothing about it.
"Hailey!" Anna roared again.
"I am right behind you, you do not have to shout," I whispered.
"Well, it took you long enough. Here, I made breakfast," she pointed to the table.
"You are an angel. I was starving," I admitted.
"I know," she agreed.
I wonder how she does it. She has had life so figured out and then there was me whose life was well... scattered.
"You look worried," she noted.
"I am just wondering if there is any good coming out of this. I should just stay at home. That way, I do not have to hear the director tell me that I am not meant to be an actress," I finished with a sigh.
"We have talked about this severally, Hal. That you would not let their words get to you. Now tell me, are you going to trust them or me?" she asked, turning to face me.
"Anna, we do not have to do this now," I growled.
"No, I insist," she affirmed.
"I am going to trust you," I agreed.
"Good. And I say that you're my favorite actress in the world and you just don't know it yet," she emphasized.
"You know, you're the only one who ever calls me that. No one ever calls me that," I complained.
"The more reason why you should trust me on this. Now, hurry along before you miss out on this opportunity. You never know what awaits you each day but today feels so good."
"It does, I'll take your word for it," I said and hugged her.
"Just take a deep breath, it's a good day," I said to myself as I stepped out.
I had just gotten to the venue of the audition when I bumped into him, some entitled, rude jerk. My phone's screen got a crack from the hit. I was trying to ascertain the level of damage when I saw him taking steps closer. I thought he came to apologize but alas, I was wrong.
"How dare you?" he asked leaving me stunned.
"Excuse you?" I queried.
"An apology at the very least would do but you don't look too willing," he added.
"You bumped into me and expect me to apologize? You lack manners clearly and can't see it," I chided him.
"Do you know who I am?" he asked.
"I don't give a cent about who you are," I said with a scoff.
"You need to be taught a lesson," he added.
"As do you," I chided.
Just then, I saw heavily built men walking towards us and wondered who they might be. They quickly came to him and checked if he was hurt. Was he some god to them? Was this why he felt so important?
I turned to leave and heard the men ask him, "What should we do to her?"
"Let her be. She will learn her lesson elsewhere. I am sure of it. She pretends to not know me," he finished with a smirk.
I quickly headed over to the building where my audition was expected to take place. I needed to trust Anna as she said and not let some entitled person get to me.
"Christ, when do I get to leave here today?" I said to no one in particular. I marveled at the number of people here.
"Why are there so many people?" I asked the lady beside me.
"You haven't heard?" she replied.
"No, why?" I insisted.
"Well, rumors have it that Miles Jordan is going to be the male lead for this movie and has asked the director for the movie that he will only take on the role if a new cast is being played as the female lead for the movie. He even offered to help them in picking the cast," she explained.
"Oh, he sounds like a very nice person," I noted.
"He is," she agreed.
"Why? Have you met him?" I asked.
"No. He is just so popular and everyone wants an opportunity to be the female lead. It would be a great career opportunity to get to star alongside him, don't you think?" she inquired.
"Of course," I said with a nod.
"Mrs. Hailey, come in now," the organizer called out.
"It's Miss Hailey," I corrected.
"You can go by what I call you or go back home," he warned.
"Do not let them get to your head," I said, trying to calm myself down.
"Now, are you coming in or going home?" he queried.
Of course, I had no choice. Like Anna said, this could be my chance to make it big and I would not let some organizer let me miss out on that chance because of a few hurtful words he said.
I walked in cautiously like I feared the very ground I walked in. I need to do this quickly and get over it.
"If you are too scared to even come in, you should have just stayed at home and not bother coming here to waste our time," a voice had said. I could have sworn that the voice was very familiar. But then, I am sure there is no way I could know anyone sitting there.
"I'm ready," I said taking in a deep breath.
Only then did I look up. It was said that you had to build confidence by looking up to them and maintaining eye contact, perhaps to show them I wanted to be here, I needed to be here.
CHAPTER THIRTY -CHRIS POINT OF VIEWMy heart hardens but I tried all my best to hide it.I'm selfish! She is for her future and the best for her.My brows hiked upwards as I regarded her with open curiosity, noticing the familiar nervous habit of her teeth worrying at her plush lower lip."The conservatory programs?" I repeated, digesting this tidbit with no small measure of pride. "Babe, that's incredible! You know how insanely competitive that admittance process is – you should be walking on air right now!"Hailey's face blossomed into a radiant smile at my enthusiastic response, only for the expression to falter slightly a heartbeat later."The only... the only snag is... well, shit – it's in LA, Chris." She winced, averting her gaze as if bracing herself for an outburst or disappointment to cloud my features. "If I take it, we'd have to do the long-distance thing for at least a year while you finish up your senior courses. And you know how demanding and intensive that program is,
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE -CHRIS POINT OF VIEW"Animal in the sack..." The mocking words replayed in a malicious loop as I paced the cramped confines of my studio apartment, the discarded groceries forgotten on the sagging futon.I paused, running my hands through disheveled locks as I wheeled towards the laptop again."Okay, Chris... deep breaths," I murmured, flexing my fingers to dispel the lingering sting from when I'd pounded the wall."Time to learn more about this Miles asshole and what horrors he inflicted on Megan."The search engine was already loaded, so I simply punched out the name, the web exploding with an avalanche of results.My eyes boggled at the sheer volume - movie premieres, charity galas, People Mag covers – all glossily depicting the same chiseled, generically handsome face with an oily smile plastered on."Holy shit..." I swallowed hard against the lump of indignant revulsion creeping up my throat. "This Miles character is like... the quintessential douche-bro cele
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT -CHRIS POINT OF VIEWI stormed down the cracked sidewalk, Jake's car peeling away behind me. "A woman boxer?" I spun on my heel; jaw clenched. "Why didn't you just say that, Jake?"He leaned out the window with that insufferable smirk. "Where's the fun in that, writer boy?" He mimicked Megan making my cheek blush."This isn't a game!" I snapped. "You made me look like an idiot in there."Jake's smile only widened. "Relax, she ate it up. Megan loves throwing people off-balance." He winked. "Consider it an initiation." He smirked. "She loved you!" He winked.The car roared off before I could protest further. I growled under my breath, fists balling as I watched his taillights disappear around the corner. "Some friend you are..."....I slammed the apartment door, tossing my jacket onto the crooked coat rack. "A woman boxer..." I shook my head, dropping onto the sagging futon with a huff.Interesting.Running a hand through my disheveled hair, I booted up the old l
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN -MEGAN POINT OF VIEW"Okay just an hour!" I slide the phone back in my pocket.Inhaling the cool morning air, it felt refreshing after the frustration I had been feeling.And with every step I take, I could feel the tension leaving my muscles.I turned the corner onto the riverside trail, enjoying the peace and quiet of the almost empty path so early.Up ahead, I saw a familiar figure stretching on one of the creaky benches overlooking the water.Josh looked up as I got closer, grinning from under his worn baseball cap."Well, well, if it isn't the famous Megan Williams herself!" he said teasingly as he stood up straight. "What brings you out here?"I rolled my eyes good-naturedly, grateful for his irreverent ability to instantly defuse any lingering tension.Josh had been my closest friend for as long as I could remember - the one steady, stabilizing force who never wavered or faltered, no matter how chaotic the currents of life got."Can it, you jackass," I sho
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX -MEGAN POINT OF VIEW"Rise and shine, kiddo."Jane's rough voice broke through the phone, shattering my peaceful sleep.I squeezed my eyes shut tighter, trying to hold onto the last bit of blissful rest for a few more moments."Don't you dare hit that snooze button," she grumbled, like she could read my mind."Trust me, you'll want to prepare yourself before turning on the TV." She warned."What's now?" With an annoyed groan.I opened one heavy eyelid and squinted at the bright red numbers on the alarm clock.5:13 AM.For Goddamn Sake!Only Jane would consider this ungodly hour an acceptable time to start psychologically tormenting me."Just get your leathery old ass over here and spit it out," I grumbled, shoving upright and scrubbing my hands over my face. "Unless the building's on fire, nothing could possibly be disastrous enough to merit this level of sadism."An ominous pause stretched between us, dense with unspoken weight.When she finally responded, her ton
CHPTER TWENTY-FIVE -MEGAN POINT OF VIEWPresent"Well, that's my cue," I said to Chris with a lopsided grin as Jane stuck her head in the doorway."You coming or what? We have much to do today!" she barked leaving me behind.I rolled my eyes good-naturedly. "Yes, mother. Give me a sec." Turning back to Chris, I clapped him on the shoulder. "Stay out of trouble while I'm gone, writer boy. I expect you bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for our next session."A faint blush crept up his neck, but he met my gaze steadily. "I'll do my best to contain my wild ways until you return," he deadpanned.I chuckled low in my throat. "That's what I like to hear." With wink, I walked away following a muttering Jane."Ah! Finally, there you are!" A voice made me stopped!"I looked all over for you," she added with smile."Miss Williams! It's an honor." She leapt to her feet, practically vibrating with excited energy. "I'm Lilly Carson, your new assistant."My eyebrows hiked upwards as I took in her petite







