Chapter 4

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I need somebody
Hey what about you
Everybody needs somebody
When you're out on the front line
And you're watchin' them fall
It doesn't take long to realize
It ain't worth fightin' for

[Nick]

I can't believe I've been living in Los Angeles for over a month now, working steadily on a hit television show. It's kind of surreal in a way, but I love it. I love getting up every day and heading to work because I get to do something that I love every day.

Thankfully school started, so Zach and Zoey had something to do other than sitting around our apartment. It was good for them too. Zoey tried out to be a cheerleader for her junior high's football team and Zach had decided to join the band. It gave them both some after school activities to do while I was still at work.

When I was fifteen and Christy told me she was pregnant after we only had sex that one time, I was freaked out. When she told me she was pregnant again, I was even more freaked out. But when she up and left me for an NFL player, I didn't know if I could take care of two kids on my own. I almost gave up custody to my mother, but I didn't know if I could do that. I didn't want them to end up hating me like they were surely going to end up hating their mother for abandoning them. And they do, they hate her.

I pretty much lucked out in the kid department. Sure, they are annoying at times but it could be worse. They both want to be musicians and I'm not sure where they got that gene from. I can't sing to save my life, but Zoey does have a nice voice. She told me the other day that Macie Blanton told her that she should get into modeling.

Somehow my daughter has become good friends with the star of the television show that I work on. I'm not sure how. I mean, I do. They exchanged numbers and they've seen each other a few times since that eventful night.

I'm just not sure what to think about Macie. She hasn't asked me out again, which she basically did that day at work. Maybe she didn't think I was interested or that I didn't like her. But since, we've had lunch at work a few times, talked some in between filming breaks at work, went out to eat with AJ, Georgia and the kids a few times and went bowling with them once.

Or maybe the fact that I have kids turned her off. I don't know. I tried to stop understanding girls a long time ago.

[/Nick]

"Cut! Alexis, we need to talk" Brian, the director, yelled as he walked onto the set, walking towards Alexis to have a few words for her.

Nick sighed, walking away from his camera and grabbed a bottle of water, taking a sip of it. They had been filming a certain scene for almost four hours, but for some reason, Alexis kept messing up her lines. It was almost as if she didn't even care that she was messing the up.

"I hate that bitch," Nick heard someone say, looking over to see Macie walk up to the snack table. "Seriously, she's only doing this to get attention because I have more lines and a bigger storyline in this episode. And it's not even a good storyline."

"About the guy not wanting to go out with you?" Nick asked, taking a sip of water.

"Yeah, that's not even original and we did that in the first season," Macie sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. "Fat girls get tired of those storylines. I get tired of those storylines."

"Are you calling yourself fat?" Nick asked as Macie glared at him. "You're not fat," he said, looking over to point at Joe, another camera man. "Joe, that's fat. He's easily 400 pounds."

"Nice try at making me feel better," Macie said dryly, grabbing a piece of peppermint. Nick watched her as he unwrapped it and stuck it in her mouth. "The storyline just gets old easily, that's all."

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