Lights. Camera. Action.

Chapter Seven

I texted Danielle to see if she was coming to Brooklyn, but she never texted back.

Sighing, i grabbed my purse and luggage, and followed Annoying-Talkative-Roxanne to my limo. "Darling, Do you have your ticket?" she asked me over and over again when i ddnt answer. She snapped her fingers in my face until i looked her in the eyes. "Haven, darling. Do. You. Have. Your. Ticket?"

I nodded. "Yes, Roxy."

"Ok, good," she let out a sigh of relif.

Jeez, she acts like my mother.

Now that i think about it, she's the closest thing i have to a mother.

When i got to the limo, i couldnt help but text Danielle again.

*Dani, we're headed to the airport. Are you coming?*

Still, i recieved nothing back.

When we got to the airport, i met up with Cheyanne. "Hey, Chey." i said in a lifeless voice that faintly sounded like mine.

"Hey, Hav. Are you ok?"

"Yah," i said, "I'm fine."

She didnt seem convinced, but she shrugged it off and drug me inside the building. We took off our shoes and took everything out of our pockets, and put our bags into buckets on a moving table. We walked threw a metal detector.

When we got to the second floor, we stopped by starbucks for a mocha, then waited in the waiting room. I sucked on my caramel mocha in silence, before Cheyanne and i witnessed some teenager fainting at the sight of Dean.

We giggled and she got up, woke him up, and got his autograph.

"Job well done," Cheyanne laughed.

The teen looked over at us. "You-You're Skylar and Taylor!" she exclaimed.

We nodded sucking on our mochas.

"Can i have your autograph, TOO? Please?"

"Sure." i said, getting out a pen.

"Nah, your good with the main characters. No-one'll know me." Cheyanne said, then sipped her mocha.

The teen looked at her. "Oh...Kay? Well, my best friend Alli LOVES you. Can i please get it? For her?"

"She does?"

The teen nodded.

"Oh, well, why didnt you just say so. Hav, can i use the pen?"

"Yah, in a sec..." i said, and signed the picture of me. Well, it's kind of ironic she keeps a picture of us in her bag incase she had this moment...Weird.

I finished, and handed the pen to Cheyanne. "Thank you, SO much, Haven Jade, i cannot believe i got your guys' autograph! Me and Alli are going to be best friends forever!"

Best. Friends. Forever.

Great.

Dani.

The teen didnt see my sudden mood change, and i'm glad she didnt, but Cheyanne did. After the teen left, Cheyanne made me talk. Ugh, i hate when she does that.

"We got in a fight..." i said.

"About...?" Cheyanne urged.

I looked at her. "Chey, i really dont want to--"

"About...?" she repeated.

"Ugh, we had a fight about me blowing her off lately--"

Cheyanne burst into laughter. "BLOWING her OFF?"

Jeez, Cheyanne doesnt have to be so dirty. But, now that i think about it, it is kind of funny. Hehe(;. After Cheyanne stopped laughing, she wiped the tears off her eyes, and got back to buisiness. "Ok, ok, ok--" then she started laughing again. This time, i laughed with her. A little.

"Jesus, Hav, lighten up a bit."

I shrugged. "I normaly would, but between me and Danielle, i;m scared. I dont even think she's going to Brooklyn with us."

Cheyanne doesnt really like Danielle, but she respects her. She'll do anything to keep us happy, she's a people-pleaser. Even to the people she doesnt really like. But see, Cheyanne's never given any reason WHY she doesnt like Danielle. She just doesnt. One time, i tried to get them to like eachother, i ended up with Cheyanne crying in the bathroom, and Danielle left the pizza factory home.

They are the bestest of friends, dont you think? (<-----btw, that's sarcasm there(=)

Just thinking about Danielle made me want to cry. I watched the door like a hawk waiting for Dani to appear, but she never did. After a while, there was a line waiting for autographs, and i couldnt watch the door no matter how hard i tried.

"Shit, i'm gonna have to get my own pen..." i heard Cheyanne grumble.

I giggled. Well, tried, at least.

When we boarded the plane, me and Cheyanne went on last, just so i could see if Danielle was just late. Really late.

But she never showed.

"She's not coming, i guess," Cheyane said, reaching ver my shoulder for a hug. I didnt hug back. Well, i did, kind of, just a little bit.

"Thanks..." i said as we entered the tunnel-thingy. I walked slow, yet fast at the same time. I felt dizzy, like i'd been rolling around in a bowling ball and i didnt which way was up or which way was down. All i know is that Danielle hates me enough not to see me.

Cheyanne walked with me, we were the last ones in the tunnel, and i could tell she was nervous. "Sorry, Chey, i'll walk faster...." i said, then began doing as i had said. She looked relieved, but also very annoyed at herself.

"You dont have to, Hav. I dont mind."

"I know you do. I see that worried look on your face."

"Hey, i cant help i have seperation angziaty."

I smiled...a little...it was a combination of a smile, and torture. Doesnt that sound GREAT? The smile (or whatever it was) faded as soon as my mind flashed to a scene of me and Dani. Why is it every other second i think of her no matter what i was thinking of?

I closed my eyes and held the tears in.

Obviously if she wasnt coming, we werent friends anymore.

When we got into our seats, we put on our seatbelts. When i turned, i saw Dean and Peter (His character's father) right behind us.

Shit.

This is soooo fun.

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Hey everybody(;

I hope yu like it!(:

Love you to peices!

Omg that reminds me of a shirt i saw to day. It was like that heart-thingy with the jagged lines. It was going up and down, then it went straight, then up and down again and beneath it it said "For a secnd there, you loved me to death"

...Now that i think about it, kind of weird i saw it on a DUDE right?

hehe, weell, i hope yu enjoyed it!

Adios!