Superstar

Chapter 4

Lance forced a smile as Lotor shook his hand. "Hi."

Lotor looked about as pleased as Lance felt. "Morning." He glanced behind Lance with a bit of a smile. "Good morning, Allura."

To Lance's annoyance, Allura blushed. "Good morning."

Lance glanced beyond Lotor and his face brightened. "Holy moly, who is she?!" He was referring to the blonde beauty behind Lotor, a girl with brilliant violet eyes.

Allura spared a glance from her suitor to look at the girl- no- woman, Lance thought dreamily, she was a woman. "Oh, her? That's your co-star, Nyma."

Nyma gave him a dazzling smile. "It's good to meet you, Lance."

"Great meet to you," he stuttered, then shook his head to clear it. "Uh- I mean- It's good to meet you too."

Nyma laughed, although not unkindly. "You're cute. Oh, there's Mr. Smythe! I have a few questions to ask! Sorry, have to dash!"

She tripped after Coran, her blonde hair swinging behind her. Lance's eyes followed her back, watching that blonde hair swing back and forth across the bare skin of her back, exposed by her crop-top.

"Uh, earth to Lance?" Hunk snapped his fingers under Lance's nose a couple of times. "Come in, Lance."

"Wow," Lance said dreamily, "Now that's a girl.'

Behind him, Allura giggled at something Lotor said, and Lance's previous bad mood returned. He made a face. "Hey, Hunk, come on, let's go to the costume department."

"But you spent all day there yesterday! And they don't expect you back until tomorrow!"

"I know, but staying around here is making me uneasy. Come on."

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Going to the costume department didn't make him feel any better. Lotor arrived not long after, smirked at Lance, and went straight to the costume designer, announcing that he was ready for his fitting.

"Come on," Hunk said with a roll of his eyes as Lance started to glower, "Let's go outside. Fresh air. I think Nyma went out too."

At the mention of his co-star's name, Lance perked up and followed Hunk out of the building. They didn't run into Nyma, however.

"Hey, watch where you're- oh! It's you!"

Lance blinked at Pidge. "Oh- hey. What are you doing here?"

"Uh- trying to find an address. They owe me money. Um- what are you guys doing out here?"

"I work here," Lance said flatly, "And I doubt that anyone who owes you money lives in this part of town."

Pidge flinched. "Um- no- probably not."

"What are you doing here, then?"

Pidge blushed a deep red. "Hoping- to see- some filming-" she (he? Lance still wasn't 100% certain) muttered.

"What?"

"I like computers, and I'd really like to see the inside of the movie set's special effects area, so I was hoping to catch a glimpse of it from the outside," Pidge pushed out in one breath, "Happy?"

Across the street, a girl screamed. "Is that Lance McClain?!"

Lance pulled his hood up, hiding behind Hunk. "Oh, Lordy, don't let the fangirls see me!"

"Too late," Hunk said glumly, "Make a break for the doors!"

"We won't make it!"

"It is!" the girl across the street squealed.