Fan Fiction
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“I don’t care if the Brangelinas are doing it” Helena looked annoyingly at her, “I care about how much production time and money you’re wasting. The dead line doesn’t change, you have the allotted time to complete this film or I will find someone else who can.”
“I spo-” Adele started but Helena cut her off.
“That will be all” Helena dismissed with a wave of her hand, the ‘end of discussion’ stare she gave Adele could’ve frozen the sun. The cockroach didn’t stand a chance with a dismissal like that, she would have to bite this one so she turned and left Helena’s office. Outside the door she mumbled to herself.
“Okay” Adele mumbled under her breath “I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson too Miss Peabody.” She looked around to make sure no one heard her then walked away.
Alice dropped her keys on the coffee table in Dana’s condo then she called out for her.
“Dane” Alice walked through the bedroom door and found Dana sitting at her vanity table staring blankly at it. “What’s wrong?”
“I can’t do this” Dana said with defeat virtually on the brink of tears.
“Do what babe?” Alice approached then stood behind her and massaged her shoulders.
“I can’t be an actor” Dana said as she looked at their reflection.
“What happened?” Alice straddled the bench and faced Dana.
“I just” Dana turned from her reflection to look at Alice, “I guess I’m losing my nerve.”
“I thought you were ready to take on Hollywood” Alice said as she played with a lock of Dana’s hair. It had been a month since her last treatment and her hair was growing back very fast.
“I thought so too and then I” Dana shook her head and cast her gaze downward, “looked in the mirror.”
“Hey” Alice said as she lifted Dana’s chin to look up at her “you’re beautiful.”
“Oh I know I’m hot” Dana said rather nonchalantly, “it’s this” she pointed at her flat chest.
“Oh okay” Alice nodded as she examined the area, “What about implants?”
“Thought about it” Dana said “I don’t know, would that mean I was you know, selling out?”
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I love your story but I’m one of those people (probably one out of two) that just could never see Bette pregnant.
That was great and things getting more interesting!