Alley Rose | Billie Eilish

birthday party?

madeline's pov:

"mads! give me my fucking charger back!" my costar, madeline cline shouts through our trailer. there's a lot of maddy's on set. it's me, madeline cline, and madison bailey.

"bro my phone is at five percent! please! your charger is like magical it charges in like ten minutes!" i shout back, getting prepared to shield the charger from her.

"if you don't give me that back once it's atleast at sixty percent i will strangle you." she says, walking towards me.

"ok, ok. damn." i say, putting my hands in the air defensively.

"cline, gray! come here i need to ask you guys something!" i hear madison yell throughout the trailer.

i look over at madeline with a competitive glare, racing her to madison. she shoves me to the ground before stepping over me and running to madison.

"bitch! that's not fair!" i say, chasing after her, ending up behind her at madison's door.

"there was no need for all of that. but anyways, there's a birthday party today for my good friend madison beer. she invited us, lacie, and the boys."
madison explains, looking up at us from her phone.

"how many madison's are there on planet earth?"
madeline asks.

"too many." i say, shaking my head. "but im down if yall are."

"me too. we can ask lacie and the boys while we're on set." madison suggests, shrugging her shoulders.

"let's do it. speaking of, you guys ready to go to set?" madeline asks.

"yup." i say, grabbing my phone and walking out to set with madeline and madison.

as we walk to set we spot the boys hanging out with carlacia.

"hey guys, we have some news." madison's says, placing her hand on carlacia's shoulder.

"what's up?" chase asks, adverting his attention to us.

"there's a birthday party tonight at madison beers house, she invited all of us." madison explains.

"too many fucking madeline's and madison's." rudy says, shaking his head. 

"that's what we said." madeline and i say at the same time. we jump up and down beside each other, hitting each other at the fact that we said the same thing.

"so are yall down?" madison asks, chuckling at us.

"yeah." they all say one by one.

"it should be an hour or two after filming, let's just all meet in my trailer after filming." madison suggests, taking a look around our new set. 

"deal." i say, going over my lines in my head.

-

after filming we all go through with our plan and meet in madison's trailer.

"alrighty head count. rudy, chase, JD, madeline, madeline, carlacia, and me. perfect." madison does a head count, leading us out to our cars. the boys ride in on car while the girls ride in the other.

"give me aux." madeline says, taking the aux chord from me.

"bitch?" i say, not even attempting to take it back.

she sticks her tongue out while plugging her phone in, connecting to the aux.

-

as we pull up to the large house, we all wait for the boys car to pull in behind us before stepping out of the car. we are all dressed pretty casual, most of us in jeans or some sort of pant while wearing a t-shirt or some sort of crop top (the ladies of course).

"let's rock and roll." rudy says, walking towards us.

"rudy, no. you sound like a father." i say, laughing softly.

"that was the point, did you not here the accent?" rudy says, nudging my shoulder softly.

"get out." i say, pushing him back.

"i barely touched you!" he says, pushing me back.

"i don't care!" i push him once again. "now we're even."

"whatever." he says, pushing me again.

"rudy." i warn, slapping his shoulder.

"you two are children." JD says stepping in between us.

"let me get another hit at her." rudy says to JD.

"no." JD says, staying in between us.

i stick my tongue out at him before the others start walking behind us towards the house.

as we all walk towards the house the thumping of the music grows louder. i give madison a look, knowing we're about to get lit. she laughs quietly before stepping up beside me.

we walk into the house and and are all immediately hit with the loud music and light scent of weed. we enter the house as a group, scanning the crowd for anyone familiar.

madison beer sees us and greets us, leading us further into the house. we continue to stick together. i can slowly feel my breathing pick up and my anxiety rising. i'm not necessarily very good with large crowds but once i get some sort of alcohol in my system i'm usually more comfortable. 

"oh my god, mads!" i hear a familiar voice call out. i look towards it finding none other than quenlin blackwell with larray standing beside her.

"quen!" i say, walking towards her and greeting her with a hug. "hey bittcchhh."

"i haven't seen you in so long." she pulls away, holding me by my shoulders.

"i know right. been busy on set." i say, laughing softly. quen and i actually met through billie... my ex... i've been on a few of her youtube videos

"hey mads!" larray calls out, pulling me into a hug.

"heyy larry. how have you guys been?" i ask, hugging him back before we both pull away.

"we've been good. you?" he asks.

"i've been doing pretty good. been having a lot of fun being back on set." i say, nodding my head.

"who are you here with?" quen asks.

"the cast." i say, pointing towards them, furrowing my eyebrows when i see chase already flirting with girls. i shake my head with a sigh.

"he's getting his game on." larry says, nodding his head.

"uh, yeah." i say, turning back towards them.

"so what have you guys been doing?" i ask.

"just a lot of youtube. especially with each other. the fans eat that up." he says, placing a hand on quen's shoulder.

"yeah." she says, nodding her head.

"sounds fun." i say, looking around the room.

"any other friends here?" i ask.

"you haven't seen her yet..?" quen asks, looking me in the eyes with furrowed eyebrows.

"seen who?" i ask, anxiety spiking.

"uhm, billie's here." quen says softly.

"billie? as in billie like billie billie?" i ask, feeling my palms get sweaty.

"yeah..." she says, placing her hand on my shoulder. "you gonna be okay?"

"hey quen, did you see that guy chug that-"

my heart drops to my ass as i hear an all to familiar voice call out to quen. i quickly advert my eyes to the ground, not daring to look up.

"madeline..."