Smuts and fluffs about our favorite Texan, Michael Nesmith. Enjoy reading, I work very hard on each story! 🤎🤠
Also, all of my stories are unedited so there are definitely some mistakes. Sorry.
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Late 1980:
There it was, clear as day. Auditions for Michael Nesmith's new feature film, Elephant Parts. I picked up the flyer that was pinned to a pole outside my house, rushing home immediately. I ran through the door and examined what the flyer said. It had a phone number to call to learn the address of the filming, and how to get a place to audition. I dialed 555-292-0372 on my phone, waiting as it rang and rang. Things were going so fast, I hardly had enough time to process that I might actually be able to see Mike again. The phone stopped ringing, and a woman answered.
"Hello? Are you wanting to learn about how to audition for Elephant Parts?" The woman on the other line asked.
"Yes, ma'am. My name is, uh-" I didn't want Mike to know it was me yet, so I needed to make up a fake name, quickly, "My name is Lindsey Bron." Lindsey was the first name that came to mind, and I chose the last name Bron after my favorite actress, Eleanor Bron, who played Amhe in the Beatles film 'Help!'.
"Lindsey Bron, got it. We have one spot left for auditions tomorrow at 4 PM. You are welcome to come by Studio 91 at Blessing Studios." The woman told me.
"Will do. Thank you." I answered.
"No problem. See you tomorrow." She hung up.
I sat there for a moment in complete shock. This was actually happening. After 12 years of lousy waiting for Mike to come home, I was going to see him for the first time in what it seemed like decades, although it has only been one. I had so much to do if I didn't want him to know it was actually me, Y/N Y/L/N coming to audition for his film. I needed to disguise myself. So, I got myself ready and went to the store to buy myself a wig, some new outfits, which I actually already needed, and some shoes. I got out of the house at 3 PM and went to a costume store which had a large selection of clothes to choose from. I picked out a light blonde wig, and some fairly normal clothes since I did not want to go over the top. I finished shopping and went over to the cashier, placing my items on the counter. I waited until a man came to check out my stuff, his eyes widening as he picked up the things I had bought.
"And what is a pretty lady like you needing to buy all this stuff for?" He asked.
"It's a long story." I chuckled softly, embarrassed and not wanting to explain myself. All I wanted to do was get out of the store, get home and go to sleep so it was closer to me seeing Mike. He put my things in a plastic bag, which I quickly grabbed. I thanked him and practically ran out of the store and into my car, excited for the next day to arrive. I got home and tried on my new clothes and wig, making sure it looked real enough. It looked absolutely perfect, so I put my pajamas on and got into bed. I looked at the photo of Mike and I, which still had a spot on my nightstand, and smiled, placing my hand over it.
