Famous Relationships: A Mindless Behavior Love Story

Chapter 47: Rehearsal Day

*Nikki's P.O.V*

After our little pool party with Madison last night, she offered Brooke a spot on her show. I assumed its only a guest star role so it something that will help distract her from this whole Ty thing while we're here. Brooke sat in a chair next to Madison and Torri Webster who is Madison's co-star, getting their makeup down. Brooke is going to play Madison's character, Allie's cousin Jasmine. The set was amazing, it was incredible how everything looked so realistic. "Amazing isn't it?" Ray asked from behind me. I nodded, "It is, this doesn't surprise me that we're here though." he smiled at me then looked over at Brooke. "I know what you mean, she's always wanted to get into acting. It's been her dream since, since well as long as I've known her."

"What do you guys think!?" We all turned to see Brooke walking over to us, her hair in curls, falling down her shoulders, she spun around in her red and black skater dress and her matching wedges. It was definately a change for her since she found it tedious to curl her hair. These curls of course looked more professional than the loose waves she would more than likely wear if she had done them herself. 

"You look great." Prodigy said, kissing her cheek. I shook my head, I must be seeing things because this is the first time I've seen any of the guys kiss her before even if it was just on the cheek. I should know better than to just assume things, though I did. I couldn't help but feel as if that kiss meant much more than it seemed to me. Princeton walked over to her and kissed her forehead. "You look amazing Chica." he said with a smile. "You look good Trix." Roc said, giving her a half hug and then a kiss on her cheek. "Um... what's going in here?!" I half yelled half whispered to Ray. "Oh, well I guess Brooke and the guys had the same tradition that she and I had. Whenever she went on stage to perform I would give her a kiss on the cheek or on her forehead good luck. It helped her calm down before she went on to perform.

Her mom used to do that to both of us when we were younger too just before going on stage, but after a while she stopped coming back stage so I guess I felt it was my job to calm her down and give her some luck. I guess all the other guys went through the same thing with her. We were little when we started that tradition but i guess we just never stopped after a while even though she had grown out of her stage fright.....somewhat at least"

I walked over to her with Ray at my side giving her a hug and wishing her luck, while Ray kissed her forehead. "You'll do great." Prodigy said putting his arm around her, "Just stay calm and do what you do." he said finally giving her a comforting smile. "Thanks guys, this means a lot to me." Brooke said with a bright smile on her face, the excitement clear in her voice. "Hey guys, mind if I borrow her for a minute we are about to start." Madison didn't wait for us to answer, pulling Brookelyn way from our little group.

*Brooke's P.O.V*

The scene was going well until I was going to make my entrance. That's when it all went down hill. It all happened so fast, a loud and sudden BOOM echoed throughout the studio. Shrill screams were exchanged between then on-seers. The next thing I know I was lying on the floor, surrounded by the case, my manager, the director and the boys. "Wha- what happened?" I asked blinking a few times to clear my  blurred vision. A sudden violent pounding from my head told me that I must have been knocked out or hit by something. I felt as if someone was using my head for a drum solo. "Brooke?! are you ok?! you could have been killed back there." Madison asked in a way that sounded like shouting, I looked up at all the concerned faces looking down at me. 

"Here, I'll help you up." Prodigy helped me back onto my feet. Though it didn't help much I just kept stumbling, my head felt so light that I was afraid that I was going to pass out. The room felt as if it were spinning "Take her back to her dressing room, get her some water. We'll shoot her scene when she's feeling better." I heard the the director's voice demand; full of concern for me as I saw my manager glare at the man. I hope he wouldn't get in trouble with her. She's not very easy to work with when she's mad and having her client almost crushed by a stage light is definitely something to be upset about. It wasn't too long until I was lying on the sofa in the dressing room. "Hey, how you feeling B? I brought you an ice pack and some water."