No matter how I try to clear my mind of Mister Hollywood aka Aster. It simply refuses. So I do the only thing I possibly can. I pray for him.
"Cassie." A voice breaks through my fog.
I sit up straighter, blinking. "A.J.!" I'm so sorry!"
I can't believe that I zoned out while video chatting with my best friend. Her hologram moves around my room in the hotel suite, where we will be staying for the next while during filming. My first REAL acting role!!! Mom says video chatting was barely a thing when her and Dad met. I can kind of see the beauty of it. Just stay in your pajamas and talk without visuals. Not saying that isn't possible for just voice talking, but no one ever really uses it anymore.
The blond hologram looks me in the eyes, isn't technology amazing? "What's his name?" She gives me a 'don't lie to me, girl' look.
"Aster." I blush. Which really this is silly. Right?
"Nice. Different." A.J. nods stepping back. "Where'd you meet him?" A.J.'s younger sisters, Rowe and Presley dash in and become holograms, a good natured sister scuffle breaks out.
"Mom's bench." My answer stops them all in their tracks.
"Wow." A.J. says, jaw slack. "That's pretty big. Think it's a God thing?"
"I ... well... Maybe. I kind of do." I admitted for the first time.
"I'm looking forward to seeing how this unfolds." A.J. grinned.
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Dear Hollywood 2
Teen FictionIn Dear Hollywood you met Breanna Higgins, now meet her daughter Cassie. This Nashville girl takes to Hollywood to make the difference in the life of her own Dear Hollywood.
