Chapter One
Mason Montgomery auditioned 480 girls this week alone to play the part as Charlotte in his new movie, Hourglass. Hourglass was all about a woman who could stop time just to be with her love. Each girl he auditioned wasn't giving him what he wanted. All he wanted was a fair-looking girl with pretty eyes and a sensitive heart but the girls he auditioned were anything but that. He tried being nice and say encouraging things but after the 248th girl he gave that a rest. Now he just said what came to mind like "You stink," or "And you call yourself an actress? Get it outta here." He had crushed their dreams, spirit, and a few hearts for the last couple of days. If he couldn't find his Charlotte soon, he would be ruined both physically and mentally.
After the last girl finished, his new iPhone beeped. His best friend, Billy Nile, was known for being lazy and interruptive. He was also known for being a great way to get your mind off of things. Billy sent him a text Saying he should meet him at their favorite cafe in Hollywood. Mason didn't feel like eating. He just wanted to concentrate on his work and his Charlotte. Knowing Mason would say no, Billy texted and said there will be potential actors. Billy always knew how to persuade someone.
Mason got into his silver ferrari and traveled to the Cafe. He thought about all the things he should be doing. He needed to advertise the movie, get some sponsors, find actors for the remaining roles, and also he needed to get some permission from the state to use some local locations. There was just so much he had to do but instead of doing that, he was going out to eat with his friend. Hopefully he would actually find his Charlotte.
Billy was already seated on the patio of the restaurant. He waved motioning him to join him. He had his traditional sunglasses on and an oversized orange jacket. He wore the matching sweatpants with a gold chain around his neck. Billy was so old school. The chains around his neck rattled as Billy waved hysterically. "Glad you could make it man," he greeted as Mason sat down.
A pretty blonde waitress came to take their order. Billy winked at Mason. "May I take your order?" She asked. Her foot was tapping impatiently even though she just got there.
"I'll have the lasagna and some chicken," ordered Billy. He was still winking at Mason but Mason tried to ignore it. She wasn't the right girl to play Charlotte. He would know if the perfect Charlotte came along.
"And I'll have the grilled salmon and some French fries." Mason finally gave in to Billy's hints. "Also, are you by chance an actor?
The look on her face told Mason that she recognized him. He was in fact the famous Mason Montgomery. She began hysterically breathing in and out. "Oh my god! You're . . . you're Mason Montgomery. You've directed Paws, Lioness, and Witch and Warlock. You also wrote the scripts to my favorite movie of all time, Attack of the Tomb!" She paused for air. "Can I please get your autograph?" She held her arm out and gave him her pen. He quickly scribbled out his name. "Thanks." She ran screaming back into the cafe.
"Well she didn't work out," mumbled Mason.
It was about half an hour later when they finally received their meal. They had a new waitress. Mason guessed the last one got fired for the episode he caused. The new waitress was a strawberry-blonde with amber eyes and a stunning smile. Mason took one bite into his food but then was dazzled by her looks, he choked. His airways were clogged and he couldn't breathe. He heard the faint sound of yelling. Then the strawberry-blonde wrapped her arms around his waist. She made a fist and then laid the other hand around the fist. She pushed into his stomach. Out came a flying salmon which landed on Billy.
"Are you okay?" she asked. Mason couldn't speak though. It wasn't because he was choking. It was because that she knocked his breathe away. He never met someone so pretty.
"I'll be fine it was just a salmon," replied Billy.
"I was talking to him," she pointed towards Mason.
"Sorry, my friend has issues," explained Billy. Mason shot his friend a lethal glare which shut him right up. The strawberry-blonde just giggled.
"I'm Mason," he finally said.
"Olivia Meyers," she smiled a smile so bright it almost blinded him. "Are you Mason Montgomery?" Oh here we go again.
"Yes," he replied reluctantly.
"Cool," She nodded. Olivia was just about to go back into the cafe when Mason suddenly grabbed her arm.
"How would you like to be in a movie that I wrote?" She thought for a moment. It felt like an eternity to Mason.
"Sure, when do I start?" Her amber eyes were expectant. He never met someone so pure.
"How about tomorrow at 2:30? Just come by Montgomery Studios." She nodded and they both separated. Mason was feeling lucky about this.
That night Olivia went home. She stilled lived with her parents in their house. She was 25 and still lived with dear ole mom and dad. Even though she appreciated the shelter, she really wanted her own place. She wanted to be able to bring dates home or show off her house or something. Now that she has this acting career maybe she could finally get her own place. That is if she gets the job which she highly doubts. Why would Mason Montgomery pick a nobody like her.
Olivia scanned the porch of the house for her parents. They weren't in their usual chair. She stuck the key in to almost have a heart attack. Sitting in the rocking chair was her father, Austin Meyers. He had a deep scowl on his face. This meant trouble. Her mom was nowhere to be found so maybe she wasn't the one in trouble. Her father swung back and forth in his chair. He shook his head. "You're late, again," he finally said. "Did you forget that you were suppose to babysit Katie and Justin while your mom and I go out to eat." Katie and Justin were her little siblings. They were almost 18, why did she have to babysit them.
"Sorry, but truthfully, why do I have to babysit them? They are almost 18," she reasoned.
He simply shook his head once more. "Last time we left them alone, they threw that party." Ah yes the party of the year. It was most definitely a memorable party.
"Sorry dad," she apologized.
"Sorry doesn't pay the rent," he retorted. "If you want to keep living here, why don't you follow our rules. Or you could pay rent."
"Maybe I will," she countered. "I am now an actress. Mason Montgomery asked me if I wanted to be in his next movie." She flipped her curly strawberry-blonde hair.
"Ha!" He laughed. "Why would he ever ask you?"
"I don't really know but I do know that I have untapped potential," She smiled and stormed off to her room. Olivia felt like a teenager all over again.
"Yeah, you keep thinking that doll-face," commented her father.
"I will," she retorted from her bedroom.
Mason Montgomery auditioned 480 girls this week alone to play the part as Charlotte in his new movie, Hourglass. Hourglass was all about a woman who could stop time just to be with her love. Each girl he auditioned wasn't giving him what he wanted. All he wanted was a fair-looking girl with pretty eyes and a sensitive heart but the girls he auditioned were anything but that. He tried being nice and say encouraging things but after the 248th girl he gave that a rest. Now he just said what came to mind like "You stink," or "And you call yourself an actress? Get it outta here." He had crushed their dreams, spirit, and a few hearts for the last couple of days. If he couldn't find his Charlotte soon, he would be ruined both physically and mentally.
After the last girl finished, his new iPhone beeped. His best friend, Billy Nile, was known for being lazy and interruptive. He was also known for being a great way to get your mind off of things. Billy sent him a text Saying he should meet him at their favorite cafe in Hollywood. Mason didn't feel like eating. He just wanted to concentrate on his work and his Charlotte. Knowing Mason would say no, Billy texted and said there will be potential actors. Billy always knew how to persuade someone.
Mason got into his silver ferrari and traveled to the Cafe. He thought about all the things he should be doing. He needed to advertise the movie, get some sponsors, find actors for the remaining roles, and also he needed to get some permission from the state to use some local locations. There was just so much he had to do but instead of doing that, he was going out to eat with his friend. Hopefully he would actually find his Charlotte.
Billy was already seated on the patio of the restaurant. He waved motioning him to join him. He had his traditional sunglasses on and an oversized orange jacket. He wore the matching sweatpants with a gold chain around his neck. Billy was so old school. The chains around his neck rattled as Billy waved hysterically. "Glad you could make it man," he greeted as Mason sat down.
A pretty blonde waitress came to take their order. Billy winked at Mason. "May I take your order?" She asked. Her foot was tapping impatiently even though she just got there.
"I'll have the lasagna and some chicken," ordered Billy. He was still winking at Mason but Mason tried to ignore it. She wasn't the right girl to play Charlotte. He would know if the perfect Charlotte came along.
"And I'll have the grilled salmon and some French fries." Mason finally gave in to Billy's hints. "Also, are you by chance an actor?
The look on her face told Mason that she recognized him. He was in fact the famous Mason Montgomery. She began hysterically breathing in and out. "Oh my god! You're . . . you're Mason Montgomery. You've directed Paws, Lioness, and Witch and Warlock. You also wrote the scripts to my favorite movie of all time, Attack of the Tomb!" She paused for air. "Can I please get your autograph?" She held her arm out and gave him her pen. He quickly scribbled out his name. "Thanks." She ran screaming back into the cafe.
"Well she didn't work out," mumbled Mason.
It was about half an hour later when they finally received their meal. They had a new waitress. Mason guessed the last one got fired for the episode he caused. The new waitress was a strawberry-blonde with amber eyes and a stunning smile. Mason took one bite into his food but then was dazzled by her looks, he choked. His airways were clogged and he couldn't breathe. He heard the faint sound of yelling. Then the strawberry-blonde wrapped her arms around his waist. She made a fist and then laid the other hand around the fist. She pushed into his stomach. Out came a flying salmon which landed on Billy.
"Are you okay?" she asked. Mason couldn't speak though. It wasn't because he was choking. It was because that she knocked his breathe away. He never met someone so pretty.
"I'll be fine it was just a salmon," replied Billy.
"I was talking to him," she pointed towards Mason.
"Sorry, my friend has issues," explained Billy. Mason shot his friend a lethal glare which shut him right up. The strawberry-blonde just giggled.
"I'm Mason," he finally said.
"Olivia Meyers," she smiled a smile so bright it almost blinded him. "Are you Mason Montgomery?" Oh here we go again.
"Yes," he replied reluctantly.
"Cool," She nodded. Olivia was just about to go back into the cafe when Mason suddenly grabbed her arm.
"How would you like to be in a movie that I wrote?" She thought for a moment. It felt like an eternity to Mason.
"Sure, when do I start?" Her amber eyes were expectant. He never met someone so pure.
"How about tomorrow at 2:30? Just come by Montgomery Studios." She nodded and they both separated. Mason was feeling lucky about this.
That night Olivia went home. She stilled lived with her parents in their house. She was 25 and still lived with dear ole mom and dad. Even though she appreciated the shelter, she really wanted her own place. She wanted to be able to bring dates home or show off her house or something. Now that she has this acting career maybe she could finally get her own place. That is if she gets the job which she highly doubts. Why would Mason Montgomery pick a nobody like her.
Olivia scanned the porch of the house for her parents. They weren't in their usual chair. She stuck the key in to almost have a heart attack. Sitting in the rocking chair was her father, Austin Meyers. He had a deep scowl on his face. This meant trouble. Her mom was nowhere to be found so maybe she wasn't the one in trouble. Her father swung back and forth in his chair. He shook his head. "You're late, again," he finally said. "Did you forget that you were suppose to babysit Katie and Justin while your mom and I go out to eat." Katie and Justin were her little siblings. They were almost 18, why did she have to babysit them.
"Sorry, but truthfully, why do I have to babysit them? They are almost 18," she reasoned.
He simply shook his head once more. "Last time we left them alone, they threw that party." Ah yes the party of the year. It was most definitely a memorable party.
"Sorry dad," she apologized.
"Sorry doesn't pay the rent," he retorted. "If you want to keep living here, why don't you follow our rules. Or you could pay rent."
"Maybe I will," she countered. "I am now an actress. Mason Montgomery asked me if I wanted to be in his next movie." She flipped her curly strawberry-blonde hair.
"Ha!" He laughed. "Why would he ever ask you?"
"I don't really know but I do know that I have untapped potential," She smiled and stormed off to her room. Olivia felt like a teenager all over again.
"Yeah, you keep thinking that doll-face," commented her father.
"I will," she retorted from her bedroom.
The creeking silence of age echos through the streets.
Sounds like old wooden floors under heavy feet.
All of the children once running around have evacuated
Or maybe they’ve just disappeared
Where have all the children gone?
Just yesterday they were tying ribbons in trees and swinging from the branches.
They were leaping over hot coals and swooning at anything
Where have all the children gone?
Those of us who remain wonder around like abandoned children in shopping malls.
Where have all the children gone?
Maybe this is just a dream
Maybe we are sleeping in rooms filled with metal shelves
If we put our ears to those shelves they would tell us stories of how they were emptied
Emptied by the fingers of fathers
Emptied into the flesh of their sons and daughters.
Where have all the children gone?
We hope they’re hiding
We hope they’re playing a game
But we know this is really happening
Where have all the children gone?
Sounds like old wooden floors under heavy feet.
All of the children once running around have evacuated
Or maybe they’ve just disappeared
Where have all the children gone?
Just yesterday they were tying ribbons in trees and swinging from the branches.
They were leaping over hot coals and swooning at anything
Where have all the children gone?
Those of us who remain wonder around like abandoned children in shopping malls.
Where have all the children gone?
Maybe this is just a dream
Maybe we are sleeping in rooms filled with metal shelves
If we put our ears to those shelves they would tell us stories of how they were emptied
Emptied by the fingers of fathers
Emptied into the flesh of their sons and daughters.
Where have all the children gone?
We hope they’re hiding
We hope they’re playing a game
But we know this is really happening
Where have all the children gone?
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