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| Soap Sins Monday, November 7, 2011 CHAPTER 8 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. LINK ONLY! Devilish Plans - The soap villain, an imposing man with a quick temper and a poorly cut suit, gave a stately wave to the fans as they cheered and applauded. He was an icon and it was evident anytime he made an appearance, as that is all he had to do to generate adulation. Simply show up. And so it came to pass that he hogged the limelight from the jokester at the fan event, who could only withdraw and go backstage. The PR woman gave the jokester a smug smile and he grinned back. Her smile had told him his days were numbered, and his smile back was a four letter word. - When Dakota told Brent the surfer dude about it in her pink dressing room the following Monday, he laughed his goofy laugh. But it wasn't the kind of laugh that was at someone's expense, it was more like a laugh of bemusement. Unlike the arrogant supporting actor he shared his dressing room with, who blamed the jokester's funny face making for causing him to flub up his lines, Brent liked a good joke, especially on a long, monotonous day at the studio. - Dakota eyed the long scratch on his hand as he raised the cup of black coffee to his plumped lips. "What happened?" - "Some broad with a website had sharp nails." - "The one who grabbed your hand off her thigh in the press room?" - Brent grinned. "Yeah, she wasn't very friendly." - Dakota would have pointed out that the website writer had been there to interview him, not get picked up, if she thought it would make a difference. However, she knew it wouldn't. Brent's good looks and the groupies he attracted were enough to lead any actor to feel like king of the world and act accordingly. Still, he was a good flunky to have around and his loyalty to her was unwavering. - Brent ran the scratched hand through his blonde bangs which had grown too long. "So you wanna run tomorrow's lines?" - A phone call interrupted and she answered with a "Yes?" - "It's Marv, your manager. I just got your message. You sure you want a divorce after only a week of marriage?" - "Yes. The wedding was on a lark and I've changed my mind." - "Your timing is brilliant, my dear. The Kardashian girl just announced her sudden divorce. You will be in like Flynn!" - Dakota pretended to be surprised, though she already knew that. In fact, she could almost see the gossip headlines, shouting about the rash of sudden breakups of brief Hollywood marriages. Her name would be at the top of the page. The thought was intoxicating. There was nothing more succulent than publicity. She arranged to meet Marv at the Polo Lounge for cocktails after her day of shooting. - When the call was over, she explained "That was Marv." - Brent nodded. "The manager and lawyer guy. Cool." He didn't press her for more, because he never wanted to know much of anything. - Dakota realized his brief attention span was fading fast. It was time to get straight to the point before the handsome young actor zoned out into Brentworld. "They've hired a new girl to be your love interest. She's a brunette and younger than me - two of the things I hate the most on set. I want you to do something that will neutralize her chances at stardom." Pause. "I have a plan." - Brent blankly blinked his blue eyes."A plan?" - Dakota's red lips widened into a devilish smile. "Yes, a plan. And you are going to need your Swiss army knife ...!" |
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