Chapter 3

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{Dylan’s POV}

*Flashback*

            “Dylan! Hurry ass up! We’re going to be late to the party!” my best friend, Tyler Posey, said.

            “Calm down. I’m ready,” I replied.

            T-Pose and I both walked down to the car, so we could head towards the club. In the car, remembered what my manager told me.

            “Dylan, one more stupid mistake, and you will have to do a huge publicity stunt. Adopt a child.”

            The whole ride to the bar, my manager’s voice kept ringing in my head. I could still see Posey’s mouth moving, except I was too occupied to listen to what he was saying.

            When we finally arrived at the party, Tyler and I were so excited. It was a premiere part. I don’t even know what for.

            “Hey Dylan,” my old castmate, Crystal Reed, said.

            “Hey Crystal! I didn’t know you were coming!” I replied

            “Well, this is the biggest party of the year. How could I not?”

            “True. Hey Crystal, Posey and I are gonna hang at the bar. Do you want to hang with us.”

            “Sure, why not!”

            Crystal, Tyler, and I headed to the bar, and I don’t even know how many drinks I had. It kept coming. From beers to martinis.

            Next thing I know, I woke up with a major hangover. I didn’t remember anything. Nothing. *ring**ring*. Ugh that sound is too loud

            “Dylan. I need to talk to you,” my manager said.

            “What for?” I replied.

            “It’s important. Just get your butt over here immediately.”

            “Ok.”

            I didn’t know what was going on, so I just put some clothes on and I left my house to go to my manager’s office.

            *a few minutes later*

            I arrived at my manager’s office. I kept on thinking of went wrong last night.

“Dylan. I need to tell you something,” my manager said.

“What’s wrong? I can tell if something is wrong. There is something in your voice,” I replied.

“You did something last night that can probably ruin your whole career.”

“What did I do?”

“When you were completely wasted last night, you literally smashed dozens of cars.”

“What do I do to save my career?”

“Do you remember what I told you before if your do something stupid?”

“One more stupid mistake, and you will have to do a huge publicity stunt. Adopt a child.”

“Yes. And that’s what you are going to do.”



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