Fictional Love

We meet again

Taylor's pov
"UGHHHHH" I scream, reaching for my phone. It's Naomie my manager.
"Talk." I say bluntly.
"What a nice way to great someone who brought you good news!" She says, sarcastically.
"..." I don't reply.
"Okay, you got the part Schilling" She screams with joy.
"Don't call me Schilling, there's this person I hate who calls me this" I say.
That one person, that one name which I couldn't stand.
"Laura got the part too" she says.
There it is, that name, which belongs to that certain person. The one person that could drive her mad, and annoy the hell out of her. And now, they get to live that on a daily basis, as co-stars.
"Hey, you still there?" she asks.
"Yeah, it's just that ..." I hesitate " do I actually have to do some public appearances and pretend we're friends?" I ask, intrigued by the answer.
"About that ... let's just meet at 12, we'll talk then okay? See ya!" She hangs up without giving me a chance to reply.
I guess I'm meeting her then.

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Laura's pov
After my morning jog, I head back home, and notice I had received 17 emails, from my manager! What could possibly be that important? I don't bother reading and just go ahead and call him, and his assistant picks up, AGAIN.
"Stella?" I ask.
"Hello Mrs Prepon." She says formally.
"Just transfer me already" I grunt.
"Hello?" Marc picks up.
"What's with the emails? Are phone calls too expensive now?" I joke.
"You got the part Prepon!" He chants.
"Great! I'll call you later" I answer without a single sign of happiness.
"Dude, why aren't you happy?" He asks, confused.
"That Taylor girl got the part too huh?" I knew the answer yet I wanted to make sure.
"Yeah so?" He wonders.
"Nothing go to go" I say as I hang up.

'How was I supposed to put up with such a spoilt brat? She didn't even shake my hand, like I was some kind of dirty teenager squating the roads for money.
I can't believe my co-star and on-screen lover is a person I can't stand. They are most probably going force into these publicity stunts, and have us pretend to be friends.' I think to myself as I step into the kitchen grab my keys, and head out to get things off my mind.

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Taylor's pov
I check my watch, '12:34pm'
"Oh God, not again" I scream, waving my hands around.
I rush into Naomie office and see her sitting accross the table talking on the phone.
"I'm not sure she'll be willing to do that, I mean I'm pretty sure she isn't into things like that, last I checked she was pretty straight" She argues over the phone, until she spots me.
"I'll call back" She says, shivering as she was hiding something.
"What's up?" I ask.
"Okay so, don't get mad but ..."
"C'mon get to it!" I interrupt.
"The production wants you to pretend to be dating Laura, you know as a publicity stunt, to help promote your serie." She admits.
"... Okay" I say, calmly.
"What?!" She retorts back, in chock.
"Since it's only pretend, and it is for the sake of the serie" I smile.
"Well that was easy, I was gonna send you some flowers and wine to get through the process" She laughs.
"Might wanna send the wine" I reply in a sarcastic yet serious way.
"Sure..." she says, confused by my words.
"Wait did Laura agree to this?" I ask, without thinking twice about what the answer could be.
"In fact, she did!" She says happily.
Confused by Laura's reaction since our last interaction wasn't really amicable, I still choose to trust my manager and go for it, and so I head to the set where we get to talk about the details with the producers, and Laura of course.
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Laura's pov
"Can't believe I let you bully me into doing this, Marc!" I grunt.
"Shut up, you're gonna love me for this, Taylo's an amazing person." He admits.
"Taylo?" I laugh. "Does she even know you exist?" I ask.
"Okay, get out, we're here" he says as he literally kicks me out of the car.