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The Actor (Chapter Two)

Short story By: Ugo
Romance



This love story is about a very famous actor, named Marc Outlandish. He had everything, but presumed that responsibility was missing in his life.. His father who was also a famous actor, wants him to be superior.

Ugo Osmunds, short story 2009.


Submitted:Jul 18, 2010    Reads: 75    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


Bill Of Responsibility


A year later.

I already had plans on how to build my future. In my life I had the bill of rights… Now all I needed is the bill of responsibility.

I wanted a woman that would love me not because, I'm an actor and not because I'm rich. My best friend Jorge said to me while I was out to lunch with him.

"You would never find a woman of that description in this modern age."

I said "Everything is possible my friend, the only thing that isn't t possible is bring back the dead."

Then he said "Marc everybody knows you" I said " You're right about that but do you want to bet me that I will not find that woman?"

He said "I bet you two million that you will not find her" Then I said "Alright I put in two million, if I find her I take your two million and also with mine and if I don't you take my two million and also with yours."

He agreed and gave me a month to find her and it was a rapped deal we even had witnesses from the banks we had the money in. I began the search for a woman that would love me just because of me and not of my fame and money.

I dated a girl named Brittany for a month. And all she talked about with me was how she liked my movies. Same goes with another girl named Kim Kinky.

I told my Dad what was going on, My plans. He thought it was a good idea and He said " son you're not serious enough look at all this girls your dating who is Kim Kinky the name doesn't sound to me like you're serious enough."

Once again I thought my dad had a point. I have a bad test in women, I always fall into the wrong hands. I began to think deeply into it.

A week went by. I was on a movie set with a man from America his name is Ron. He ask me "Marc, have you ever been to America?" I said "No."

Then He said "Wow! your English is very good" I said "Ya! that's because I went to Oxford university in England, they do not speak French there."

Then he laughed. He became my new friend. I invited him to my house. One Night, he came over to my house. He was as of a young man like me.

I told him my plans. He said "It is possible. There is this actress, she is really beautiful, her name is Nikki Hills she is coming to Paris in a week. "

I got excited. I said "wow man I like that name." Then he said "Yeah man you could play it out.... for example, instead of presenting yourself to her, you could become another person and present yourself and see what happens."

I thought it was a good idea I told the producer of the movie she was coming to Paris to be on that I would want to be employed as a cleaner.

I also told the producer of the reasons then he agreed for me to work as a cleaner over where they were going to be shooting the movie.

On the dated week:

Ron gave me a call and told me that she has landed. She would be on set the next day. Great! On that day I dressed so abnormal, took a taxi instead of my car.

Before the director and the actors and actresses that would be on the movie, I was already there cleaning. Fifteen minutes went by .. She walked in, She was looking around the place.

I looked at her, she was so beautiful, she looks like an angel. I looked away and looked again and we had an eye contact then She said "Bonjour."

I said " Do you speak French?" Then she said "Oh! You speak English." I said "Yes I do."

Her smile was so charming. I fell in love with her smile. I mean why shouldn't I. she is already talking with me even though I was acting like a cleaner and dressed so dirty.

She came over to where I was cleaning and started conversation with me. When we were done with the conversation, it was about time the movie set started.

She asked me for my number. I gave it to her, I packed all the cleaning trash and went home, I got to my million dollar home, laying on my king size bed, thinking….

"Why did she ask me of my number.. She has no clue of who I am. And we just met. Well I came to the conclusion that maybe that's how American girls are.

The next minute Ron called me on the phone He said "How did it go?" I said "It looks like things are going right, she gave me her number"

Then He said "Nice just wait for her call" I said "Ok I will," The call ended.

Two days went by

My blackberry, showed a message from her saying "meet me at the Déjà vu restaurant at 8:00 pm, so we can catch dinner together."

I asked my Dad "What do you think about a girl like her?" He said "Son just keep your eyes open, wear out everything but your wallet."

I got home getting ready to the restaurant. What should I wear. what car should I drive. I wore something simple not my usual. Took a taxi down to the Déjà vu restaurant.

Standing out side the restaurant suddenly a black limousine. Slowly packed behind me, I turned around "She said "hey are you ready?"

She looks just like my dream girl, she looked so glamorous. I mean she is glamorous. I said "Yes I'm ready," that was how the relationship began..

After the dinner. I got home and dialed Jorge's number. "Hello?" … "Yeah Jorge, get ready to pay me man because I have found her?"

He said "Yeah right… well I have to meet her," Then I said "sure you can meet her.. When the time is right. "

The next morning:

I took off to Paris… because me and Ron was still on the same movie set. I got to Paris packed my car, was rushing because I seemed to have been always late, everytime,

At the door, I was about to open the door then somebody yelled out my name, behind me. "Marc wait up! I turned around and it was Nikki!

I was surprised, like what is she doing here. I thought me and her was not on the same movie set.

She walked up to me and said "Hmm you look good and you smell good too.. Wow you changed."

I was speechless, Standing still, didn't know what to say, Then Ron came out side.. He said " Nikki what's up, you too know each other?"

Then I said "Yeah we do." She said "Marc you look unhappy"

I said "no not really I'm all right." … I was worried I do not know what was going on so then I said "lets all just go inside"…

Ron said "They canceled the shooting, I have to catch a flight now back to the U.S. I'm sure Nikki is going to be here in France, for a while."

I said "Ok then." He left then Nikki said "Marc we should go to your house and chill." I began to lose my confidence and a bit shaky.





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