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CHAPTER 73

Erin and I got to Amy's building just before one o'clock. We went into
the lobby and there was a fancy plaque on the wall, with the words
'The Stone Agency", with an arrow pointing to the right.
I was expecting a tiny room, with a desk for Amy's helper, but we
opened the door to a bright, clean, outer office. There was a friendly
looking older man sitting behind a desk, and sitting across from him
was a pretty girl that looked familiar. It wasn't until she said, "Hi
Pete," that I recognized her. It was Jasmine, the girl who made the
glamour shots with me in Van Nuys. I was going to say something, but
the man behind the desk said, "Hello, you must be Erin and Pete. Go
right in," and he pointed to an inner door. As soon as he said it,
Jasmine looked at me with a puzzled expression, and her eyes narrowed
as she watched us go through the door.
It was a large room with a desk, a couch, and several chairs. Mom was
sitting at the desk, Amy was standing beside her, and sitting across
from them were Tammy, Mrs. Devon, and a pretty woman in a business
suit, who Mom introduced to Erin and me, as Gail Adams, from Martin,
Balzer and Cohen. She stood up like a man does, and the hand she put
out to shake mine was perfectly manicured. Her grip was strong, and
after we said hello, she turned to Erin to do the same. When she did,
her jacket fell slightly open and I noticed a very nice bulge in the
front of her blouse.  
Mom motioned Erin and me to the couch, and when we were seated, she
said, "Kids, some things have come up that we need to discuss. For
some time, Mrs. Devon has been talking with dad and me about the two
of you appearing in a show she's trying to get made. At first we said
no, because you're both doing well in school, and we think that's much
more important. But recently some things have happened that made us
take another look. Pete, a week ago your dad and I were approached by
a man from an ad agency. He told us that they wanted you to appear in
an upcoming campaign they were going to produce. When we asked him why
they wanted you, he told us that the owners of the company he
represents had specifically asked for you. Who do you know at a
business called, Sototronics?"
I thought for a minute before I answered, "Gee Mom, I don't know
anyone from there. The name sounds familiar, but I can't think of
where I've seen it."
"Well, apparently someone there knows you, because when we told him
that you had no training in these kinds of things, he said that he
knew, and they would take care of training you."
"So, what did you tell him?"
"I said we would get back to him. Amy is checking into it. But in the
meantime, both Mrs. Devon and Tammy have some ideas that involve both
of you, and we want to talk with you about them. They involve big
changes in your lives, so wait until we finish talking before you try
and make any decisions. I'm going to ask Mrs. Devon to talk first."
Mrs. Devon turned to us, and said, "Getting a television show started
is a long process. It starts with an idea. Then you have to see what
people are watching right now and see if your idea seems to fit. Major
studios don't like to break new ground unless they have to, they like
to see what works, and jump on the bandwagon with a similar show of
their own. If a cop show gets hot, before long a bunch of cop shows
show up. It's the same with doctor shows, reality shows, and what ever
is currently popular. So, if you have an idea about a story line you
think will work, but it doesn't fit what's popular, you write it, then
you present it to as many people as possible and try to sell it. By
'sell' I mean it has to be presented to the studios and hope one of
them will take a chance on something new, and fund it. We're talking
about a lot of money, so it's a hard sell. My daughters and I have
been around for quite a while, so we have some contacts, and back in
January I showed an idea I had to some people I know. They seemed
excited about it, so I began putting a script together. Around the
middle of March, the studios put out the word that they're looking for
shows for the fall schedule, so they're hit with tons of scripts. The
studio people look at the scripts and pick out a few they're willing
to take a chance on, and if yours is one of them, around the first of
April they call you and say to go ahead and make a pilot. At that
point, they give you an office, a budget, and you make the pilot. So
you have to hire the talent, secure the filming locations, and get it
on film."
She paused for a minute, and I said, "Wow! It sounds like a lot of
work in a short time. What happens next?"
"It IS a lot of work. There's a bunch of eighteen-hour days, and
everyone works very hard. After the filming is complete, you go
through a number of re-writes and tune-ups, then you turn in the pilot
and you wait. About the middle of May, they call you and say that
either they picked your show or they didn't. If they didn't, everybody
goes home, and that's the end of it until next year when you try to
sell it again. If they decide to pick it up, they test market it. If
it works, they order a few more shows. Usually from four to six. What
happens after that, depends on how successful the show is." 
"This is really exciting, but why are Erin and I here?"
"Because the first of May is in less that two weeks, and I just got
the call from a friend of mine. He tells me that my script will be
accepted, and I'd like both of you to be in the Pilot, especially
Erin."
Erin and I looked each other, and I said, "How can we do it, we don't
know how to act, and what about school?"
Mrs. Devon glanced at Mom, and when she nodded, Mrs. Devon went on
with, "I've already talked with your folks about this. The State of
California is very strict about minors working in the entertainment
industry. Every studio has full time tutors. Besides, summer vacation
starts in less than two months. If things don't work out, you return
to school, and you won't be behind in your studies. As far as the
acting goes, don't worry about it. We'll give you all the instruction
you need."
Erin squealed, "You mean we'll be in a TV show?"
Mrs. Devon smiled at Erin, then she answered, "Yes. The show is a
light comedy named 'Double Trouble', and it'll star my daughters. But
you are going to be an important part of it. You'll all be in high
school much as you are now, but most of the plots will be unrelated to
the school. My girls will play freshman, just starting high school,
and you're going to be a girl from their neighborhood. You're a year
ahead of them in the school they go to, and you're sort of their
mentor."
"But Mrs. Devon, they're nearly three years older than I am."
"I know dear, but they don't look seventeen and you don't look
fourteen. I showed the photos we took at the picture shoot in Van
Nuys, to a bunch of people from the studio, and they all went wild
over you. You'll be great."
Erin's eyes were bigger than ever, and as she sat back taking things
in, I asked, "What will I be doing?"
"You're going to play a neighbor boy who sort-of looks out for the
girls. You'll see when you read the script. It's not a big part, but
don't worry, we have other things planned for you."
"We? Who's 'We'?"
Mrs. Devon looked at Mom, "Why don't you explain it to them Beth."
Mom nodded and said, "Kids, this meeting is a result of a lot of talks
and planning. Amy, Mrs. Devon, and Tammy have pooled their resources
and formed a company called "Stone Entertainment". I'll tell you all
about it, but first I want to talk with you about this acting thing.
If you decide you want to be a part of this, here is what will happen.
Tomorrow morning I'll go to school with you and sign both of you out
to the studio. We'll go right from there to an office at Pacific
Studios, and you'll meet your tutors, and set up a schedule. From
there, we'll go to another building, and each of you will start
working with your speech and acting coaches."
Erin broke in with, "You mean we'll actually be working at Pacific
studios?"
"Mrs. Devon broke in with, "Yes you will. We haven't been funded yet,
but I've arranged for the two of you to work out of an office
belonging to a friend of mine. You're coming into this thing late, and
I want you to have as much exposure to the surroundings as possible.
But before you get too excited, let me tell you both about the down
side of all this, especially for Erin. For a week to ten days you must
both be at the studio by eight in the morning. For the first few days
you'll be there until around five in the evening, but as soon as
casting starts, you could be there much later. Then, when the filming
starts we'll be on location. Location shoots start very early, you'll
have to be there by six in the morning, and if there are night shots,
you could be there until midnight. So for about a month you're not
going to have much of a social life. We should be finished filming
around the end of April, then you'll be off for a while. If the pilot
sells, we'll know, about the middle of May. At that point, we bring on
a team of writers and start building sets at the studio. You won't be
involved much at the beginning. The writers will want to meet with you
and get a feeling about you, but most of the time you'll be with the
acting coaches. It's getting close to the end of semester, so, as far
as our show is concerned, you won't be missing much school." 
"What about in the fall?"
"You'll be busy for a while, especially Erin, but there is no
guarantee how long the show will run. We hope it'll be a hit, but If
it doesn't do well, it might only run a few episodes. That's the
nature of our business. But you each have some other things
happening."
I asked, "Why did you say 'especially for Erin'?"
"Because, if she decides to do this, she's going to be in almost every
episode. You're scheduled to be in the pilot, but whether you're able
to be a continuing character depends on some other things."
"Oh? Like what?"
Mrs. Devon nodded to Tammy and leaned back. Tammy picked up the
conversation with, "Part of it depends on what this thing with
Sototronics turns out to be, but I talked with you before about my
ideas for WE. As you know, I want to take it nationwide. Tony has been
going along with it, and even agreed to fund the salons that we're
planning here on the west coast, but he has a lot of other interests
that require his time and money. But Mrs. Devon has an idea that we're
really excited about, and that's why we decided to form the new
company. She said she told you about 'Perfect Care' hair products.
Well, Seth Greenberg has agreed to let WE do the marketing for 'Golden
Glow', their new hair color product."
"Is that the hair bleach thing that Mrs. Devon told us about?"
"Yes, and you could be a part of it. But it would involve you full
time, and there would be a lot of long distance travel."
"Long distance travel; to where? You said that Tony is only going to
fund the west coast."
"That's one of the things our new partnership is about. Through Mrs.
Devon's efforts, Erickson foods, Seth Greenberg's parent company, has
decided to join with us, and we are going to take WE across the
country. They want Monique to be their spokesperson, and I think you
would be great, working alongside her."
"Doing what?"
"We want to show that blonde hair works for a guy as well, and we
think you would be perfect for the job." 
"But my hair is already blonde!"
"We're not going to say that you used the product, we're only going to
show that it's also a great look for a guy. It could start a trend,
and add a whole lot of additional customers."
"But won't building a bunch of new salons take a lot of time?"
"Yes it will, so at the beginning, we're going to partner with a lot
of existing salons. In most cases they won't be full service salons
like ours, but they'll handle our products and use our methods."
"Wow! That sounds like a big deal."
"It is a big deal, and most of it is already through the planning
stages. The only things left are signing the people we want to work
with us."
"What people are you looking for?"
Tammy glanced at Amy and smiled, then she went on, "We need someone to
scout locations and talk to existing store owners. It has to be an
outstanding looking girl with a good personality. I think Amy would be
perfect for it, but she's going to be too busy here, negotiating
leases and keeping track of things. But I think Marla could handle it.
She's pretty enough, she has a good head on her shoulders, and I don't
think it would take long to train her."
I glanced at Erin, and we both sat thinking about what a change this
would make in our lives. It was a little overwhelming. Finally Mom
said, "Kids, why don't you go to the other room and discuss this."
There was a door in the side of the room that led to a smaller office,
it also had a desk and a couple chairs, but it wasn't as large or as
neat as the other office, and I noticed Amy's book-bag from school
lying on the desk. Erin and I closed the door and we looked at each
other. I said, "What do you think?"
I was surprised at her intensity when she said, "Oh Petey, I really
want to do this."
"You realize that we'll be away from our friends for a long time,
don't you?"
Erin came to me and hugged me. We hadn't hugged each other for a
while, and I realized I missed the closeness we used to have. Then she
said, "I don't care, there'll be new friends. I want to do it. Pleeeze
do it with me!"
"Are you sure you don't want to think about it for a while?"
"No Petey, I don't have to think about it. I want to do this more than
anything."
I knew right then that I couldn't let her do this without me being
there to watch over her, at least at the beginning. And it really did
sound exciting... So I said, "Okay, let's go for it."
We were about to go back to the other office, when Erin said, "Look!."
One wall of the room was covered with pictures. Some were of Amy's Mom
and her brother, but the majority was of our family. Most were
snapshots, but several were blown up and nicely framed. One extra
large one was sat on the desk. It was of all of us. The next-door
neighbor took it when we were all in the back yard for a barbecue.
Everyone was smiling at the camera, and we looked like a poster.
When we went back inside, everyone was gathered around Mom's desk
looking at papers. When they looked up at us. Erin blurted, "Yes-yes,
we both want to go for it." 
At first, everyone except Mom smiled, but after a minute, she smiled
too, and we were talking about what we would do tomorrow, when a phone
buzzed. Amy picked it up, listened for a second, and said, "Okay we'll
take it," Then she said, "Quiet you guys, it's the producer, and she
handed the phone to Mom. Everyone quit talking as Mom reached for the
button on the phone. She talked for a few minutes, then she hung up
and grinned, "It's the producer. He's flying in tonight, and he wants
to meet me for a drink and talk about Alice. He wants to get the
ground rules down before he talks to her in the morning."
Everyone grinned and nodded, then Mom turned to Erin and I and said,
"Kids, we have a lot of things going on here. Why don't the two of you
go see Kate and see how she's doing? We'll talk more at dinner
tonight."
I said, "Okay Mom," and we were about to leave when I thought of
something. I turned to Mrs. Devon and I asked, "What is Jasmine doing
in the outer office?"
She raised and eyebrow and answered, "She's here to interview for a
job. We're moving to larger offices upstairs, and we need a more
presentable secretary."
"But I thought she's an actress."
"She is, but things are slow this time of year. And she thinks that if
she hangs in here, she'll have a shot at a part in our show."
"What part does she want?"
"She wants to play your love interest."
"I'm going to have a love interest?"
Mom interrupted with, "Never mind that, we'll tell you about it later.
Now get out of here so we can work."
As Erin and I turned to leave, Tammy said, "Please don't reveal our
plans to Marla or her family until I have a chance to talk with her.
We both nodded and went to the car. All the way to the hospital, Erin
was jumping up and down, saying. "Petey! Can you believe it! We're
going to be on TV." 
I have to admit, the more I thought about it, the more excited I got.

Erin babbled excitedly all the way to the hospital, but she stopped
talking when we got to the door to Kate's room, and whispered, "Oh
Petey, isn't that great."  
The baby was awake, making little gurgling noises and sort-of looking
around. Kate's eyes were closed and she was holding him close to her.
It was like a scene from a magazine, and I never saw Kate look more
beautiful. I stepped inside and cleared my throat to get her
attention. She opened her eyes, and when she saw it was me, she gave
me an odd look. She glanced down at the baby then back at me, and it
looked like she was going to say something, but Erin stepped from
behind me and cried, "Oh aunt Kate. Can I hold the baby?"
We were telling Kate about what happened at the meeting today, and I
was holding the baby, rocking him back and forth, when a voice from
behind me said, "You look pretty natural there, young man," and Sylvia
swept into the room.
She went to Kate's bed and the two of them hugged for a long time.
Then she turned and took the baby from me, and I saw that tears were
streaming down her face. 
Concerned, I asked, "Are you okay?"
She held the baby up to me and said, "Yes, I'm fine, it's this little
baby. Look at him, he perfect. Kate and I have both wanted a baby for
as long as I can remember. We talked about it a million times. It
looks like I'm never going to have one, so I feel like this is as
close as I'm going to get. Kate just asked me to be his godmother, and
I can't think of anything I'd rather be."
Kate made a sniffling noise, and when I looked at her, she was smiling
through tears of her own. 
Then, still holding the baby, Sylvia went to Erin. She looked at her
for a minute, then she said, "My God you're getting more beautiful
every day. You look like your mother did when she was your age."
Erin asked, "You knew Mom, then?"
"Yes, We went to school together. Kate, your Mom and I were best
friends."
As I watched them I thought about the times Sylvia and I had been
together. Even though I know that she and Mom are the same age, I was
thinking about the time that she, Kate, and I had made love by the
pool in Scottsdale. The age disparity made no difference at the time,
and even now, I couldn't think of her as an older woman. As a matter
of fact, I had to turn away from her, because just thinking about her,
started to get me hard. 
We stayed until almost five. Surprisingly, Kate kept getting out of
bed and walking around. When I commented that she looked well enough
to go home, she told us that California law states that if a woman has
a baby in the hospital, they have to keep for a minimum of two days,
so she couldn't leave until tomorrow.
I asked Sylvia how long she was going to be in town, and she said that
she was going to stay at Kate's house for a few weeks to help with the
baby. When I asked her how she was able to get the time off, she said
she told Herb that she was going to do it months ago, and he was going
to have to live with it. She was only sorry she couldn't have been
there for the birth.
I asked her about her husband, and when I did, she frowned and said
she would talk to me about it later. 
When we got ready to leave, Sylvia said, "Can you drop me at Kate's? I
caught a cab directly from the airport, and my bags are downstairs."
"Sure, do you want to leave now?"
"Yes, I want to unpack and shower. I'll come back later with Ben."
Erin had been holding the baby, and I took him for one last look. I
was admiring little Mike's clear blue eyes, when I heard a gasp.
Sylvia was standing next to Kate's bed, holding her hand. They were
staring hard at me, and they both had a strange expression on their
face.

We dropped Sylvia off at Kate's, and when we got home, dinner was on
the table. But Mom was in the bathroom getting dressed, and we could
hear music, or singing coming from the room. I looked at Erin, and she
was smiling. When I asked why, she said that Mom sang sometimes when
she was happy. I knew she was meeting a stranger for drinks, and It
bothered me that she was doing it without Dad. Especially, when she
came into the kitchen. She was dressed in a business suit, but it
wasn't one I'd seen before. The jacket was a one-button thing, and she
was wearing a frilly shirt that was open to the third button. It
showed a lot of cleavage, and I must have looked bothered, because,
when she saw me staring, she said, "Too much eh?"
When I nodded, she buttoned the bottom one. It looked better, but she
still looked very sexy, and when I looked up at her face she was
grinning. 
I started to say something, but she held her hand up to stop me and
said, "Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything shameful. I'm just
excited to be a part of what's going on. This meeting tonight could be
very important, and I want to make a good impression.
If this deal goes through, and the guy hires Alice to star in his
movie, the word will get out and it could bring a lot of business to
the agency. We're planning on expanding the agency to handle it."
"Is that why Mrs. Devon and Tammy were there?"
"Yes, that's also why Gail Adams was there. A lot of things are
happening, and we decided to form a partnership. Mister Martin is
coming in with us and his office will handle the legal part. Mrs.
Devon is coming in because, if her show takes off like she hopes it
will, she'll be very busy. So busy that she'll need help taking care
of her girls other bookings and interests. And Tammy, as good at
business as she is, she doesn't know how to hire and deal with talent.
And that, along with advertising, is going to be an important part of
WE. If everything goes like we hope, we're going to be the agents for
you, Erin, Kristen, Breane, and the Devon girls, along with Alice and
Monique. We'll handle the bookings, the ad campaigns and the whole
thing."
"Wow! That sounds like a lot of work."
"It will be, but from what Amy tells me, the original negotiations are
what takes the most time, and everyone is already in place, except you
and Erin. I assume you'll trust us to do the right thing with the two
of you, so that just leaves Alice and Monique. And hopefully by
tomorrow we'll have that worked out."
"So who's going to do what?"
"For now, I'm going to be the "front man". Amy will do the hard
negotiations, but she'll be in the background. We're going to let
Alice and Monique know what's going on, because we'll be working
closely with them, but no one else in the industry will need to know."
"Is Amy going to quit school?"
"Not for now, I asked to her to stay in school. We're hiring some help
at the agency, so even though there's a lot going on, we'll take care
of the day-to-day things, and Amy will actually have less to do. She's
doing extremely well at school. Two of her teachers have contacted me
to ask if she could help out as a teacher's aid. She can learn a lot
that way, but more importantly, I want her life to be as normal as
possible. Amy appears to be fine, but you have to remember that she's
been through a lot. And lately she's been working very hard at the
agency. Amy is a driven young girl, and I want to take some pressure
off her, and let her relax for a change."
When Mom mentioned that Amy had been through a lot, she looked at me
and frowned a little. It suddenly made me remember that along with
everything else, Amy had lost a baby. Our baby! And she had gone
though being pregnant without saying a word to anyone. I realized that
I missed her, and I promised myself that I would spend some time with
her. 
Mom left, and after dinner I went to my room. I called Alice's phone
but it went to voicemail, so I called Marla. She sounded glad to hear
from me, and we talked for nearly an hour. I didn't mention anything
about what Mom and I talked about today, but she seemed to know that
something was happening, and she said that Tammy had asked her to meet
with her tomorrow, and she thought she might be getting fired. 
The more she talked, the more worried she got, and I finally said,
"Relax, you have nothing to worry about."
She came back with, "Why, do you know something?"
It took me another fifteen minutes to convince her to wait until
tomorrow to find out. Then the conversation went a different
direction, and we ended up talking about the night we had spent
together. The conversation was getting gradually more graphic, until I
began trying to think of a way to sneak over to her house, when there
was a clicking noise on her end. She stopped talking for a second,
then she began scolding Kelly for trying to listen in on her phone. It
quickly escalated into a yelling match, so I said I would talk to her
tomorrow and I hung up. 
I sat for a while thinking about what had happened today. It felt
unreal. How could I be an actor in a TV show! I don't know a thing
about acting; I've never even been in a school play. My head was
spinning, when I heard Amy drive up. She had started parking her car
behind the garage next to mine, so I went outside, and she was sitting
in her car talking on her cell phone. I waited until she finished, and
when she got out of the car she was smiling.
I asked, "What was that all about?"
"Oh, it's Jake. He calls all the time."
"Have you been out with him yet?"
"No, I've been too busy, but we may go out this weekend. It depends on
how things go in the next few days."
	I grinned, "You better be careful, you know how those football
guys are."
She grinned back, "Yes I do. I live with one of them, and he can be a
pain in the ass."
We joked and talked for a while, then I said, "Did you eat yet?"
"No, and I'm starved. Mom said she was going to fix something. Is
there anything left?"
We went into the front house, and when Erin heard us, she joined us in
the kitchen and we all talked about Mrs. Devon's TV show while Amy
ate. After she finished we went into the den and watched TV, but it
was hard to concentrate, because I was still thinking about what was
about to happen. 
It was almost eleven when Mom came home. Amy immediately asked her how
the meeting went, and with a big grin, Mom answered, "I think this guy
is for real. He really wants Alice. He thinks she's exactly right for
the part. He's going to be at the office at one-thirty tomorrow, and
he's prepared to offer her a contract."
Amy and Mom began laughing and hugging each other, then Amy said,
"Okay, the administration office at school opens at seven-thirty in
the morning. I talked with Mrs. Perez the assistant principle, and she
has the paperwork ready. You should be out of there in less than a
half hour."
Mom looked surprised, and she said, "So soon? I thought it would take
all morning."
"No, when you're this close to Hollywood or the Burbank studios, this
kind of thing happens all the time. Lots of kids get acting and
modeling jobs. She knows exactly what to do."
Then Amy turned to me, "Pete, Monique and Alice will be at the agency
around nine. I'd like you to be there. They're bound to find out about
you sooner or later, and I don't want them to think we're pulling a
fast one on them. The studio knows your checking out of school in the
morning, so you don't have to be there till later."

When I finally got to bed, I lay awake thinking about what was going
on. This was really exciting stuff, and I missed someone to share it
with. It couldn't be Amy; she's too close to things. Kristen was too
far away, and besides, this stuff would probably seem amateur to her.
I thought about Marla, but she didn't seem to fit. I needed someone my
age. Then I thought about Karen. I missed her. There were no games
with Karen. No hidden agenda. She was exactly what she appeared to be,
a sweet uncomplicated girl. I went to the dresser, where I kept a box
with some personal papers. Her letter was in it, along with the
computer print of her dancing at the sex-shop in Vegas. She was
writhing naked, in front of the viewing window, and I knew she was
embarrassed, but the camera caught her with her arms raised, and her
body twisted slightly to the side. She looked very sexy, but most of
all it looked like she was having fun. I thought about the other
things we had done that weekend, including the party in our room with
Jan, and suddenly I had a thought. I wanted that weekend to be as
special as I could make it, and I thought it had turned out
wonderfully, but had it been too much? In the letter she had sent me
after she left, she wrote;

I've seen some of the girls you've been with. Every one is
exceptional. Molly, Kristen, and Amy are the kind of girls you should
be with. They are beyond beautiful. I can't compete with them. I'm...
well, I'm just me, and it's just going to be a matter of time before
you realize it.
I can't go on like this. It hurts too much, and I've grown too used to
you being my shield against the world. It's time I grew up. I'll be
back some day. Maybe by then, I'll be able to meet you as an equal. 
I lay for a long time thinking about her and the letter. Amy, Kristen
and Molly ARE beautiful girls, but Karen is beautiful in her own way.
Not as physically pretty as they are, but her inner self is just as
beautiful, and she was a lot easier to be around. 
I was always a little off-balance with both Molly and Kristen. Molly
because of her beauty, and Kristen, because of her beauty and amazing
talent. Amy is a different story. She's beautiful, talented, and so
smart it's scary. But beyond that, she has a place in my heart I don't
really understand. I can't imagine my life without her, but having her
as my girlfriend would be much too complicated.
I went to sleep without an answer, and it seemed like only minutes
before Mom's voice came over the intercom, telling me to shower and
get ready. 
Erin drove Mom and I crazy all the way to school. She went on
endlessly about how excited she was, and how all her friends were
going to have a fit when they found out that she was going to be on
TV. 
We got to the ad-min office promptly at seven-thirty, and when we
stepped inside, a girl was standing behind the counter that looked
familiar. It took me a minute to recognize that it was Cindy, the girl
who Lori Johns and her friends were pestering the other day in the
lunchroom. 
She said, "Hi Pete, Mrs. Perez said that you and your sister were
coming in this morning. Have a seat, she's on the phone."
I answered, "Okay Cindy, I didn't know you worked here?"
"Yes, I help out in the morning and after my last class."
Mom and Erin sat down and I was about to, when Cindy said, "Pete, can
I speak to you for a minute?"
I went to the counter and she leaned forward and said, "I want to
thank you for helping me out in the lunchroom."
"No problem, those girls were out of line."
"Yes they were, but you shouldn't have told them you were trying to
ask me for a date. The word got out, and practically every girl in
school has come to me to tell me I'm crazy for not going out with you.
I keep telling them that you were just being nice, but nobody believes
me, and I don't want to, umm, ruin your reputation."
Puzzled, I said, "What reputation, what are you talking about?"
She stared at the counter for a second, then she looked up and said,
"Oh Pete. You wouldn't want to be seen with a girl like me."
"I don't understand, Cindy. What are you, an escaped convict or
something?"
"No, it's just that, I'm uhh.., well, I'm just a regular girl. I'm not
the kind of girl you want to be seen with."
Suddenly I realized what she was talking about, and my heart went out
to her. She seems to be a sweet girl, but she reminds me of what Tess
used to be like. Cindy is so plain she's almost invisible. She has
regular features, and soft brown eyes, but she's very thin, and I've
never seen her with makeup. Along with that, her hair is never styled,
and the best way to describe how she dresses, is 'Frumpy'. I was about
to say something, but the room was filling up and some students were
trying to get her attention. And just then a buzzer when off.
She said, "Okay Pete, you and your family can go in now. 
Mom introduced herself, and Amy was right. It only took a few minutes.
Mom signed a few papers, then Mrs. Perez said, "We're familiar with
how these things work, but it's close to the end of the school year,
and both of you are doing well, so instead of turning you kids
completely over to the tutors, we'd like you to continue with our
schedule. So at the end of each day, we'll send you a lesson plan for
your tutors to work with."
Mom asked, "What time shall we pick it up?"
"Miss Haynes said she lives near you, and volunteered to drop them at
your house on her way home."
Mom looked at me, and I shrugged. So I turned to Mrs. Perez and asked,
"Who is Miss Haynes?"
"It's Cindy, the girl who brought you in here. She said she knew you."
"Oh yeah, I uhh, didn't know her last name."
Mom and I stopped by the counter on the way out, but Cindy was swamped
with people, so I didn't have time to thank her.

Mom dropped Erin and I off at the house to pick up my car, and we
followed her to Amy's building. We got there around eight thirty, and
Mom led us through the back door into the larger, inner office, where
Amy, Tammy, and Mrs. Devon were gathered around the desk. When Amy
asked mom how it went, Mom just nodded, then she said to Erin and I,
"Kids, Alice and Monique will be here shortly and we want you to be
here. But there are some things we need to discuss first. Both your
lives are about to change dramatically, and if they come on board with
us, so will the lives of those girls. We are going to be working very
closely with them, and we don't want surprises to spoil things."
"Pete, Amy and I told Mrs. Devon and Tammy about your relationships
with the girls. Does Erin know that you dated both of them?"
I looked at Erin, "Uhh, I don't think so. "
"Well, she does now, so everyone is on the same page. Now, we have
work to do, why don't you two go into the other office. We'll call you
when we need you."
Erin and I went into Amy's office, and to our surprise, the man who
was in the outer office yesterday was sitting at Amy's desk, talking
on the phone. We sat quietly until he finished, then he looked up,
smiled, and said, "Hi kids, I'm mister Sutton. Are you excited about
your new careers?"
We both nodded enthusiastically, then I asked, "Why are you in here,
who's in the waiting room?"
He grinned, "I've been sent to the dungeon, they replaced me with a
slightly younger person."
I was trying to figure out what he was talking about, when Amy, Tammy,
and Mrs. Devon came into the room. They left the door ajar, and Amy
said, "The girls are here, it's time for a little play acting. Be
quiet for a minute."
Through the open door we heard Mom say, "Send them in," and a second
later I heard Alice say, "Hello again Mrs. Baker."
Mom answered, "Thanks for coming in, girls, have a seat. Let me get
right to the point. When we talked yesterday, I told you that there
were some exciting things happening. They involve each of you, and
when you find what they are, I think you'll be pleased. However,
because you signed with us, it gave us the right to do background
checks on you, and we're satisfied that you are what you seem to be.
So during our talk this morning, I'm going to tell you what we have in
mind for you. Then we're going to reveal some things to you, in case
you want to change your mind about us."
"Alice, a client of ours thinks you would be the right person for a
film he's making. It's a well-funded project, and you would have a
starring roll. It could mean a whole new direction for your career."
"Monique, we've looked into what you've been doing in modeling, and
you've been moderately successful. But a model's career never really
takes off until they get identified with a product. It's what gives
you the exposure you need. We want to make you that kind of an offer."
There was a moment of silence, then Alice asked, "Okay, this sounds
great. Why would we want to change our mind?" 
Mom replied, "Because we are going to be working very closely
together, and we want you to be aware of what's going on here. I
understand that Kristen told you about us, is that right?"
"Yes, but we heard about you from other's in New York. The Stone
Agency is kind-of a mystery. A lot of people wonder about you. I think
it's mainly because you turn down so many offers of representation.
Why is that?"
"I'm going to tell you about that now. But first, I want to introduce
you to some people."
Mom said, "Amy, will you step in here please!"
Amy went through the door, and Mom said, "This is my daughter Amy. You
may recognize Amy from school. I think you know her as Amy Baker, but
her real name is Amy Stone. She's the owner, and real force behind
this agency. I actually work for her."
Alice said, "You mean, you are, 'A Stone'?"
Amy answered, "Yes. Does it bother you that I'm younger that you are?"
There was some mumbling. It sounded like Alice was talking to Monique,
then Alice said, "No, if what you've done for Kristen is any
indication of your work, we're fine with you."
Amy said, "Okay, then there's another thing you need to know. Pete,
would you step in here, and close the door behind you?" 
I went inside, and I was greeted by shocked looks from the girls. Amy
quickly went on with, "We know that you both know my brother Pete. We
even know the extent of your former relations with him.
Startled, they both looked at Mom. She returned their gaze with no
expression. 
Amy continued, "The reason we're telling you this, is because we can't
have secrets spoiling things. There's too much at stake. Monique,
he'll be working closely with you. Is that a problem for either one of
you?"
Monique glanced at Alice, and when Alice shook her head, she said,
"No, I'm sure we can work together. Are there any more surprises?"
"These are the one's we were most concerned with. We need to know that
you're both okay with this. Are you?"
They looked at each other, then they both nodded, and Alice said,
"Well, this has been surprising, but we're both fine with it. What's
next?"
Amy said, "Erin, come here please," and when she came in, Amy said,
"This is Erin, Pete's other sister. Beth is taking them to Pacific
studios today, to start work on a Pilot."
Monique looked wide-eyed at us and said, "A Pilot! I thought you said
he was going to work with me?"
"Amy chuckled and said, "He is, there's a lot more happening, and
we'll tell you about it, but Beth has to go, we need her back for a
meeting later. I'm sure Pete will contact you, and you can talk about
it."

We followed Mom to Pacific studios, and into a whole different world.


 

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