Chapter 4- Orchids and Chocolates

April 30^th- The day before the Movie Shoot

Marisa had arrived the day before in San Francisco getting ready for her role in Wild At Heart. Her agent Alisha Bell would be traveling with her for the next three months. Her parents were too busy "on business" in Europe as usual. Marisa glanced at the script. She had no idea who the other characters were except for Ainslie. They had not been talking since March Break. Ainslie even avoided her at school. She hadn’t even seen her at all. Marisa walked to her trailer on the set of the movie. She opened the door and to her surprise there were a few gifts on her table. She walked up to the bouquet of orchids, which were her favorite flower. On the bouquet a card read "Marisa, I hope you enjoy your stay. See you on set. Love, Clint." Marisa thought to herself. Who the hell is Clint? Well another one of my admirers I can see. There was another gift lying on the table, a huge heart shaped box of chocolates. The card attached to the box read "Dear Marisa, I look forward to seeing you soon. Love, Scott" This was getting creepy. Who the hell are Scott and Clint? Marisa heard a knock at her trailer door. She opened it and to her surprise there was Ainslie. She looked a little different though. She was wearing a halter top and black capri pants which were tighter than anything that Marisa would wear normally. She walked inside without being invited. She seated herself on the small couch in Marisa’s trailer and kicked up her heels.

"Hi Ainslie," Marisa said.

"Hello Marisa, how have you been doing?"

"Ainslie, you look a little different than usual." Marisa said. She thought she looked thinner and paler than she was used to seeing.

"I know I look good Marisa, you just have to admit it." Ainslie said snottily. (Author note: I now declare a new word has come into existence "snottily")

"Well you do look good, how did you do it?"

"Well that’s for me to know and you to never find out"

"Well, I’m sorry about last month and everything"

"Yeah whatever, Marisa"

"Would you like a chocolate?" Marisa asked.

"God, what kind of psycho are you? Do you know how many calories are in those chocolates? Jeez!!!"

"What’s wrong with you? You love chocolate, it’s like your favorite food!" yelled Marisa.

"Maybe I’ve changed, maybe I’m not the little pig that you always thought I am!!!!! I’m sick of you always being the perfect one, who gets all the good jobs, and I always get shoved out of the picture!!!!" Ainslie was very upset, the tears were welling in her eyes.

Marisa replied, "Ainslie, I’m sorry I didn’t mean…"

"Yeah, well you did! You BITCH!" and with that Ainslie ran out of the trailer and straight into a young man with short, spiked brown hair. Both of them landed in a heap on the ground. Ainslie looked up through her mascara streaked eyes and just about screamed at him, but she was interrupted.

"Sorry, I’ll have to be more careful where I’m walking. I’m Dave." He said, and he stuck out his hand to help her up, "You must be my video girl, Ainslie, right?"

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