(A/N - This chapter is just so you have a brief understanding of Margo's story, New York Heights. Ansel isn't in this chapter and you don't need to read it to understand the rest of the fanfiction, it is just so the movie parts are clearer and so you don't get too confused with the movie. You can skip it if you like but it's quite short anyway)
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I hadn't been needed for help with the rehearsals for about four or five weeks. During that time I'd been mainly studying, but after a week I decided to attend school just to catch up with my teachers on my work.
Joshua left five minutes before Dad told me that some (biggish) company wanted to interview me.
I've never done anything like an interview before. And for a big company? So last night I started to freak out a little. So much that I made a schedule right down to the minute. (I know, I'm such a dork)
But of course, when I actually get up, I immediately ignore the timetable. I stay in bed for an extra ten minutes, and finally drag myself into the shower and wash my hair. My eyes start to drop for a second, and as I let the hot water run down my shivering body I think about the dream I had.
My eyelids shut, and the dream takes over me.
"MARGO!"
I jolt awake, screaming.
Boiling hot water is stinging my back.
I leap out of the shower, my whole back stinging, a bright red color. I must have accidentally knocked the cold tap off with my shoulder or something, because the water is sizzling on my back. Literally.
I curse under my breath as I turn the shower off, a million things running through my mind from shit shit this burns to what's the time?
Luckily I'd freaked out last night and organized everything down to the color of my underwear, so all I had to do was throw on the outfit I had waiting for me on my bed and blow dry my hair.
After everything was finally ready, my hair, make up, and after I'd been given a water bottle and a seat, my first interview started.
This must be what actors feel like. There was a camera right up next to me, and I was told to ignore it, but I couldn't help but stare straight into it. I felt like sweating, the bright, hot lights on my centimeter deep pool of makeup devouring what was once my face.
"First of all, welcome, Margo, I hear that you live in Boston?"
"Yes, I do." I squeak. Calm down, calm down. I take a breath in and forget about the camera.
"And did you write your book there, New York Heights, or did you write it in New York?"
"No, I wrote it in Boston. I've never actually been to New York."
"Really? How did you write it then?"
"Well, it was actually an accident. I've always been a good writer, and my extension english teacher gave me some extra homework - it was a character development activity. And it sort of turned into New York Heights, and it didn't really matter that I've never been there because I knew the landmarks and I just kind of assumed that there were gyms and coffee shops and places there."
"So tell us, what is your story about?"
"It's about this seventeen year old girl Marley who has a sort of partnership, if you will, with her cousin Jacob, and they fight this unknown enemy. It sounds a bit of a kiddy book, but it's realistic in the way that they behave just like normal seventeen year olds, and Jacob quits because he thinks it's too stupid and then he comes back because Marley dragged a few friends into it, and Jacob is obsessed with this rich hot Italian girl, Isla, has been all over her since she first came to the school, so like the teenage boy he is, he comes back and agrees to fight evil with them."
"So the enemy is unknown?"
"Well, yes. They start off fighting enemies like an assassin, and then they find out that this anonymous person has decided to brainwash and create an army to take down the government but that's the whole point of the story, the missing puzzle piece, they don't know who they're fighting. So they're this group of five or so teenagers in high school battling this unknown person or corporation trying to take down the American government."
"And why do you think people all across the world like it?" That stunned me a bit.
"Uh, it's a classic book: good vs evil, but teenagers can relate to it. It's not fantasy but it's not realistic, and heroic."
"Well thank you for coming today Margo, it's been a pleasure to have you."
"Thank you so much for having me. This is my first interview ever."
"Really? I'm honored," She says - Kelly, her name was, and she smiles, and someone yells cut, and then my acting career has came to a halt. (And I couldn't be more glad.)
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Describing Him (Ansel Elgort)
FanfictionMargo is seventeen when her accidental masterpiece of a book becomes a New York Times #1 best seller. As her life changes from one with school and average friends to a big budget movie that takes up all of her time, her life is flipped upside down...