Cover Girl [Completed]

Chapter 5

I've been looking all my life
Waiting for the perfect time
Never knew that I would find it
Right back where I started from

[Macie]

A screaming cell phone woke me up from my drunken slumber this morning and I heard the news from Brian, the "Cover Girls" director, that I knew was coming - Alexis Wolfe was off the show.

I physically dropped my cell phone and screamed.

How could a self-righteous bitch who wasn't known before we started the show just walk away from something that was great for both of us? Brian eventually calmed me down, reminding me that the third season of the show hadn't aired yet and that he was meeting with the producers and the network to figure out what to do.

I blame the skinny bitches. It's always the skinny bitches' fault!

I hung up my phone and sat on my sofa in my underwear, wondering what was going to happen to me next. Then flashes of the night before filled my head and I realized that Nick had seen me like that, in my underwear and drunk. I was humiliated, but then I realized that Nick had more important things to think about.

He had moved to Los Angeles for this job and he had two kids to take care of. If "Cover Girls" was over, he could possibly get on with another show, but with shooting already beginning on 95% of the shows on television, that was a long shot.

And what was I going to do if "Cover Girls" was over? That show as my niche. There wasn't many shows on television that focused on your bigger than average person. I didn't want to become the fat best friend to a main character. I wasn't Sookie on "Gilmore Girls" and I wasn't Natalie on "The Facts of Life."I wanted to be the main character, the star of the show, just like I was on "Cover Girls."

But if "Cover Girls" was over, I didn't know if I would ever be the star of a show again.

[/Macie]

Macie stood outside Nick's apartment door the next day, staring at the off-white color of the door. She knew he as home because she saw his SUV outside and knew with the time of day, the kids were in school.

She knocked again, only to hear someone mutter inside.

"Yes?" Nick asked, opening the door, wearing a pair of jeans, a white wifebeater and glasses. He obviously hadn't shaved since he didn't have to go to work. "Oh, hey. I didn't know it was you," he said, moving back so Macie could walk in. "Sorry the place is a mess, I've just been kind of going crazy since I got the call yesterday."

"Have you been looking for another job?" Macie asked as Nick shrugged, pointing to his laptop on the dining room table.

"Trying to, but I'm not seeing anything. I mean, if I have to, I can get a regular job but I really don't want to and I don't have any in savings," Nick said, watching Macie as he sat down in a chair and stared at him. "So did you have a bad hangover?"

"I'm sorry for embarrassing myself..."

"You didn't..."

"I woke up in my underwear so I'm pretty sure I did," she chuckled, causing him to smile and sit down on the sofa, across from her. "I'm just kind of freaked out, too and I think with you being new to this business that you might be the only person that understands how freaked out I am."

"I get why you're scared," Nick nodded as Macie looked away. "All the things you were saying the other day is true with the stereotypes they have on actresses. Everybody I talked to from work just seemed not too worried about it but, you know, I need a job."

"I know, I just," Macie said as she paused, hearing her cell phone ring. "Give me a second, its Brian," she said as she stood up, walking towards the kitchen.