[STATUS: On Hiatus]
Seanne Park once considered music as her life. But after her parents separated, Seanne started keeping away from the very craft that she once love more than anything else.
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In college, she has to go to the Albertson University...
The shooting ended earlier than expected, which is great because I got a few additional hours to my free time.
"Good job! I'm really excited to watch the episode next week," Manager Sid grinned at me and patted me on the back. "Now rest well. You got the whole weekend off."
"Rest? I'm going to catch up with all the review," I muttered anxiously as I get out of the van. Mngr. Sid just laughed. I waved at him and went into the elevator.
I am not yet starting the review but my mind is starting to cram already.
Good thing I have my happy note. I took out my phone.
Calling My PA.
I ended the call. Wait, I haven't changed her name yet.
I typed a new caller ID.
[Love]
Ack. Isn't it a bit corny? No, I can not name her love. What if manager see it?
So I renamed it back to My PA. I dialed again.
"Why is she not answering?" I climbed up the stairs. It's still ringing. "Wait, is she listening to my song?" Grinning, I redialed.
"Hello, Seanne! Come over to my house. You can stay here tonight," I said immediately the moment she picked up.
No answer.
"Seanne? Are you alright? Want me to pick you up?" I grinned in spite of myself. "I missed you."
"Eherm."
(•_•)?
Why does she sound like a guy...?
"Seanne? Hey, what happened to your voice? Seanne? I got the whole evening free now, babe--"
"BABE?! WTF ARE YOU SAYING KOOKIE ALISTAIR?!?!"
I almost dropped my phone. I stared at it, it sure is Seanne's number. But... Why is a guy...
"Hello?! Who is this? Why is Seanne's phone with you?" I asked, turning to go back downstairs.
"Hah! I should be the one to ask, Alistair! Why the heck are you asking Seanne to come over tonight?! Are you crazy?! And what do you mean 'babe'?! Hey! Are you fooling with my friend?!"
Friend?
I cleared my throat. "Is this... Jayden?"
"Who else would I be punk?!"
"Punk?! Who the hell are you calling punk?!" I shouted.
"You, who else?! And let me tell you this, stop treating Seanne like a plaything! She's your PA, yeah, but she's not yours so DON'T ASK HER TO COME OVER TO YOUR APARTMENT!" Toot. Toot. Toot.
I stared incredulously at my phone.
Did that guy just...
Yelled at me and hung up?!
"What the..." I suppressed a shout and run downstairs.
Don't tell me they are together?! Argh!
Jayden:
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