Good Day everyone, sorry for not updating on Monday because of Silent Day for Balinese Hindu was held.
I've seen the comment that they want a best "warning" to bullies, but sorry to disappoint you all, it will be anticlimatic. Thanks for all of your support everyone. Enjoy the chapter!!
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At the end of the noon, Al agreed to have lunch with Eleanor Bergstein and her husband, Michael Goldman.
The short and successive discussion ended with both parties satisfied with each other proposal.
Al agreed to star in the leading role of this film.
At first, he was reluctant because he can't dance at all but on his mind, he was more likely afraid to be a laughing stock if turned out he couldn't dance.
Yes, he could dance a little at a party or a club, but to do a professional dance sequence? He doubted it.
Not only that, he still has to star in
At least she was glad that her script did not put into "development purgatory", where a film remains in development for an especially long time without certainty.
Her script has been put on hold by MGM and no production studios were interested in her script besides his production company.
The ones who only showed interest to take this production were just a B-level movie production or a studio that only shot a film that ended up in TV movies.
She also put a heavy requirement to the production company if they wanted to adopt her script. Her script must be played by Alphonse Brandt as the leading role. Which B-level movie production studios could afford him.
With the rise of CAA, actors demanded more payments and in his case, his paycheck has risen to at least not less than 10+10. With exception of
Al asked her why must be him to be the leading actor. She inhaled quite a long breath and told him the reason.
She told him that this script was based on her childhood experience. When she saw his look when he acted on
She explained it with a reddened face while her husband who was sitting beside her was laughing uncontrollably.
Al was chuckling in shyness. Her husband teased that women always said boys would always be boys with their toys no matter what their age was and turned out when it involved love, girls were also always little girls no matter what their ages.
In the end, his persuasion to find another actor failed, it should be him or not. She was a bit hard on this and even begged him to play as the leading actor.
He gave up and relented. He can't give up this script, it was too precious in terms of box office and future development of his film production company.
In the end, both of them shook hands and she would negotiate the terms of the contract and the rest of the cast with Mary as the CEO of Muspelheim Films HQ in Playa Vista.
As he said farewell to them, he stepped out of her house to find nothing.
His car was missing and he didn't see any sign of John Mick. He was the one who accompanied him here but suddenly he was missing.
"The fuck!? Where's John!" He shrieked.
Then he heard a familiar sound of a loud motorbike engine was approaching him. It was his BMW bike, being ridden by an unknown person.
It was not a man, but a woman who wore a black tight leather jacket and pants, with hoodies and a checkered shirt underneath it. She wore black high-heeled boots that match her long legs.
She took off her helmet and he was surprised to find that it was Robin who was stealing his bike.
Her loose hair was fluttered by cold western wind, she wore the goth mascara darker than black around her eyes, and lips colored in black.
Robin was what he would call a geek's wet dream girl. A sexy goth biker bad girl.
His eyes were twitching in despair as he was looking at her new appearance. If she was not his friend, he would have kneeled right here right now and proposed to her.
But currently, he had an urged to spank her ass for teasing him like this with her looks.
"Robin, what the hell are you wearing? How did you get my bike?" He crossed his arms and asked her.
She had the lopsided grin on her and told him that she got the key from Mary. She just asked her the key and Mary gave it to her without asking any question.
'Mary!!' Al screamed on his heart.
Mary has also treated Robin as her little sister after seeing how much alike Al and Robin were. But giving her his bike without questioning made him questioned how far Mary treated Robin as her little sister.
Al sighed, "And John?"
"Told him to go home, relax E.D., I got you a ride." She tapped his motorbike.
"Now what are you, Robbie? The girls from
"Hmmph, I'm more like Sachiko." Both of them grinned.
They shared a lot in common, including their taste in watching old movies. Sometimes they were watching it together whether in his room or hers.
Sachiko she mentioned was the character from a Japanese film
Then she threw a helmet in his direction.
"Let's go! We need to go somewhere."
Robin turned out to be a good rider, stripe that, she was the best rider you can get. She could go 100 km/h inside Los Angeles downtown without triggering the cop's attention.
It was as if she knew the Los Angeles city map concept and each post where the cops would show up.
On her road of fury, Al felt his soul was dissipating a little with the wind stream passing through his body, luckily he got an extra soul to compensate for it.
They finally arrived in one of the shops near the Century Square Shopping Centre but what made him flabbergasted was the shop was called Pixie Tatoo & Body Piercing.
He looked at Robin in surprise and hardened his tone when he asked her, "You want to get your nipple pierced?"
Robin's body shivered and her face turned green, "Fuck, who wants to get their nipple pierced!? I want an ear-piercing E.D." She yelled at him and punched his shoulder.
"Why?" He held her left shoulder when she started to move her feet in the entrance direction.
"Because as a goth, I must at least get one or two, or maybe ten on my ears." She challenged him.
"Robin, you are a goth, not a punk!" He protested.
"What's the difference anyway? Both of them rebelled against the current culture." She rolled her eyes.
"That! That's the difference! You rolled your eyes at something mainstream and frowning against it, you are more about moody and poetic. While punk is all about the middle finger at everything and spits on everyone's grave. They were about anger and violence. Robin, you should know about it better than I do."
Her body reacted at the last soft sentence he had spoken. She stopped herself and looked at his eyes, the color she started to love the most.
They both trapped in their own space and time with Al who finally gave up convincing her. "Are you sure you want to do this? Not just because you want to spite your dad?"
He's got a bullseye. From the ugly look Robin was making, he knew they must be having another argument again.
"Yes, I'm sure of it. I want to do it." She hardened her look on him. Al just smiled and patted her shoulder.
He smiled and said, "I like your courage, my other half." She smiled in return.
A few moments later.
After she registered herself, she was then brought to one of the booths where she saw the piercing process has occurred.
She suddenly passed out after seeing the needle with the size of her middle finger, fortunately, he was there to catch her.
When she sobered up, her eyes puffed and tears threatening to get out of her eyes.
She was then sobbing on his shoulder. "I'm afraid of needle E.D. I don't want to be pierced. Daddy was being mean again and I did this to make him mad." He took her body in his arms, cuddling her like a blanket on a cold winter night.
Her body was so fluffy and soft, like hugging a pillow made from goose feathers.
He always loved to hug her body like a plush toy but seeing her condition like this, he decided not to take advantage of her.
After she stopped crying, they didn't say anything and decided to go home and watch a film together. No words were uttered as they both knew each other thoughts and their connection progressed into the stage of silent understanding.
Al gave her the time to fix her runny mascara. When she finished, Al held her hand and dragged her away out of the shop.
When he pushed the entrance door, he realized that there was also someone who opened the door at the same time as him.
How surprised he was to see Gwen was the one who did it. Al's eyes widened, Gwen gasped and her face flushed red in embarrassment and he heard a familiar voice screamed his name and Robin.
If did not recognize that feminine voice, he should dig a hole and bury himself.
"Gwen!? Ione!?" Robin who was behind him screamed.
"Al!? Robin!?" Ione was also surprised to find that both of them were in a tattoo and body piercing shop.
A few hours ago, Ione has invited Robin to go shopping with her and Gwen but she said she had another business to attend to with E.D.
So there they are, four of them stunned still to find they were in the same place at the same time. Counting how big Los Angeles was, the probability was so low.
Silence reigned the place until he finally said, "Awkard..."
To Be Continued...
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