Stuck Together

The Filming [Part One]

The rest and the following week came as usual. Most of the singers tried to keep themselves occupied as best as they could. Some had an easier time with the release of their albums and the starting of new ones. Others who weren't, tried to separate and communicate with the more "unknown" members. Asking each other questions and spending time with the people they were unfamiliar with. The scheduling went as planned and the group was now get ready for the filming of the first episode. Now I'll get to the point. Joe [Laura's manager] is now sitting with the group, explaining the events of tomorrow. I'm sure you don't want to read my narrating anymore sooo...Camera! Lights! ACTION! 

"When they arrive tomorrow, you'll immediately go into a makeup. You'll have to wake up early so be prepared, clean the house and do all your regular stuff before they come. They passed out your scripts two weeks ago...on... Thursday?" 

"Yes, they did...but I don't see the point, if it's a reality television show." Martin answered

"I agree aren't we just supposed to be ourselves." Hadley agreed

Gary looked at him, rolling his eyes and turning back to Joe "the point of a show like this is to just look inside of our lives and take interest in what we do. As a writer, I think the script will only make us sound cheesy and off putting. If we want to give the media the truth then why not forget the scripture. Many shows are using the written words to add drama. We don't have any drama here so why not, not use it."

Joe looked blankly at Gary "that's the point to add drama. Okay, the truth is we have security cameras set up and we've been watching yo-"

"You did what?" Brad stood up in angry. His teeth gridded as his blood boiled.

"Now, now no need to get upset... they're confidential."

"Yeah, Brad. Why would anyone want to look at you." Joe Snicker and a short raspy laugh was heard from Steven.

"And the truth is you guys are boring."

"I wouldn't have guessed it." The blonde bassist laughed sarcastically.

"If we're boring then why make a show with us?"  The Aerosmith drummer questioned.

"Because before, you were new and you had this flare, especially with everyone's personalities mixed together. Now you just sit and talk sparsely to each other." 

"We have to get used to each other. How are supposed to do that if we don't talk?" Limahl questioned sadly.

"Anyways...when the girls came over-" Joe quickly stopped himself.

"Wait a minute, man. Girls?! You know about them?" Hall raised his eyebrow.

"What I meant to say was-"

"It's a yes or no, man." the other stopped his story.

"Well...yes, but only because I wanted to see something interesting." He said quietly.

"And I thought girls actually liked me. Eh eh eh" Jon laughed weirdly.

"...well the girls actually like you. It's just not so over the top." 

"They were paid to like you. Like a cheap prostitute." Richie squinted his eyes at his friend sitting next to him.

"You'd know all about that, Richie." David mumbled to himself.

"Thank goodness that girl wasn't a groupie." Limahl rested his hand over his chest.

"Oh no, I think she actually was. I don't know if what she was trying to do was real or fake." The British singers eyes widened as Joe continued.