Aurora Neil's Story

Today was a day, in time. One more second Aurora was here and not in New York, or London, or Maui, or Chicago. Here in this small little town she had grown accustom to. Living with her father, who'd gone broke when her parents divorced. SO living here was a truly horrible punishment she didn't deserve. Yet some how she made this small town work. She'd memorized every square inch of it. And kept up with the town gossip like it was no ones business.

Aurora had found out early in the month that a movie was being filmed here, in this small ragged town. Yes, a movie. They must have wanted to make the movie look as real life as possible. Well they found a good place. Aurora had already promised herself she would interview the leads. Yes she would make it happen, if it meant sneaking onto the set and into a trailer dressing room, then it would happen. And the interview would go up on her blog and get tons of reblogs, go worldwide famous and well that was all in her head, but any one can dream.

Anyways, the young girl walked happily along the side walk, her small white bag swinging along over her shoulder. She wore white jeans(a risky but worth it decision) and alight blue top that hung comfortably over her shoulders. She'd brushed her hair out, waves of dark brown hair lay across her shoulders. She carried her notebook along in her purse and was headed to the park, to take a rest from her walk. As she walked over Aurora saw Hayden and Scout nearby. She waved to them slightly but sat down alone at a bench. Scout would be pretty, if she tryed.. Aurora thought pulling out her notebook.

Hayden grinned at Aurora and pulled Scout along. He took a few steps back from the bench Aurora was on. Then he did a backflip, landing... not so perfectly on the bench. He ended up upside-down, his legs braced up against the back of the bench. "Ow," He muttered. Scout broke into a fit of laughter.

"Nice... fall?" She offered, clapping her hands slowly and sarcastically. "Yeah... I meant to do that," Hayden groaned, dusting off his jeans and taking Scout's hand and stood up. "You alright?" "Nah, I died," Hayden said sarcastically. Scout rolled her eyes, then sat down normally next to Aurora.

"Hey-o! It's been awhile, what's new with you? Wait, bad question. Nothing happens here. Alright, how are you today?" Scout offered as Hayden plopped down. "Smooth Scout," Hayden teased, earning him a flick in the head from Scout. "Ow! That actually hurt! How is that possible?" Hayden cried as Scout shook her head, rolling her eyes.

"Great! We just finished up a game, and the quarterback, he was running and-" Hayden went on and on for about a minute about football. "And then-" Scout cleared her throat loudly. "What?" Hayden asked. "You are aware that she doesn't even know what you're talking about, and even if she did, well then she still wouldn't care, right?" Scout snorted. "Whatever!" Hayden said in a high-school valley girl voice. Scout rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, we heard about the movie," "Scout managed to piss off the leading lady at the cafe," Hayden grinned. "It was mainly your fault, you were distracting me and making fun of the movie first," "Whatever!: Hayden repeated. Scout laughed. "Anyway, My dad is going to throw one of those cocktail parties because the movie is going to bring in more customers. It's tonight at 6:30, so it'll be the most exciting thing in years. A bunch of people drinking and laughing randomly," Scout shrugged. THere was a loud rumble. Hayden looked up. "Is that a bus?" "Yep, and full of tourists and crazy fans," Scout sighed as multiple cars pulled up.

As soon as Hayden said "quarterback" Aurora went in to immediate zoning out mode. Only to come back to reality at a girly pitch of Hayden's voice. He then began to speak "Yeah, we heard about the movie, Scout managed to piss off the leading lady at the cafe," "You saw here?! What!?" She began freaking out, "What time?" Aurora opened her notebook writing in it Star at the Cafe, in the morning...snobby... "I really want to interview her...er well met her." She told them. Scout was changing the subject though "My dad is going to throw one of those cocktail parties because the movie is going to bring in more customers. It's tonight at 6:30, so it'll be the most exciting thing in years. A bunch of people drinking and laughing randomly," "A cocktail party? But none of us are even old enough to drink...well Hayden almost is right?" Sure it would still be fun to go though, maybe she'd find out more about the movie. "Sure I'll be there!" She grinned looking at both of them.

Quinn, after awhile, got up from her space beneath the tree and started walking back to where her and Michael left their duffel. Once she got close to the site though, she noticed three people sitting on a bench near the black bag, and immediately recognized two. The cute boy and the waitress, both sitting with some brunette that looked like a grouchy bitch from where she was. Then again, you can't judge a book by it's cover, she chided herself. But she also didn't have to engage said book in conversation just to piss herself off. It wasn't like she was a mean person, she really wasn't most of the time, but the first few weeks of a movie she was usually so frazzled, little things set her off.

Trying to sneak by the group as inconspicuously as possible, she walked past looking as if she hadn't even noticed them. Two more benches down and she found her bag, and quickly picked it up to sit it on the wooden boards. Pulling a Hollister hoodie out, she put that on and got a few looks, as if some of the guys at the park were disappointed she'd put a shirt on. Closing the bag again, she didn't notice the phone falling out of the bag, and started lazily walking towards her hotel.

"True, but we can still mess around. Plus, you might get some more boring stuff to turn interesting. I have to go anyway, my Dad happens to suck. I have to work at the cafe he owns, and I don't get a single dime! Ever!" Scout complained. Hayden shrugged. "I drink every once and awhile," "Yeah, at church," Scout said, rolling her eyes. "You're making me sound uncool," Hayden complained. "You did that yourself," Scout shot back. Hayden watched Quinn.

"Looks like a fan frenzy's about to happen, Quinn just dropped her phone," Hayden reported. A sudden rush of people came out of their vans, flashing pictures, not realizing the lost phone. Sighing, Hayden walked a few feet and picked it up. "Ugh, that was so hard!" He joked. Scout rolled her eyes. A sudden flash went off near them. "Ah!" "Take a picture over there, we can use it for the front page," A woman commanded to a troupe of photographers. Scout spied a small clip badge hanging off her jacket pocket. Squinting, she read it.

"Looks like the movie attracted the mother of all tabloids, and here's the editor," Scout sighed. "We have to deal with this until the movie's filmed? Wonderful," Hayden said sarcastically. Scout rolled her eyes.

"So are you going to return the phone or just complain all day?" "I'm not sure, let me think," Hayden snorted. Scout rolled her eyes. "Here, give me the phone," She snatched it from his hands. Walking around the paparazzi, she jogged slowly after Quinn, making sure she didn't draw attention to Quinn. Paparazzi was never fun, she could tell. "Here, you dropped your phone," Scout quickly handed it off, then jogged back to the bench.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" Scout announced. "That's just your opinion," Hayden complained. "How lazy are you?" Scout cried. "I'm not lazy... I'm just highly motivated to do nothing," Hayden said. "Big words for you," Scout teased. "Whatever!" Hayden repiled in his valley girl voice.

And because of that, this roleplay is finished.