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I walked into the coffee shop and waited for Andrade. I arrived five minutes early, as usual. I saw my best friend Peyton standing behind the counter, talking as usual.

Peyton was my age, a taller woman. She was thin, and had been working at this restaurant ever since we both moved out here to Hollywood.

She had wanted to be an actress, but after she started working here, I knew she liked this job much more. She was happy with the way the business was run and how she still had some downtime.

"Peyton, could I have my usual?" I hollered to the dark haired girl.

"Of course, but I have to ask, are you waiting on someone?" She asked as she approached my table.

I sighed and pushed hair behind my ear. "If I lie, you'll know."

She smiled and then sat down across from me. Andrade was now ten minutes late, and that wasn't a big deal, but I meant it when I said he needed to clean up his act and be on time.

"Zelina, I'm here! I'm sorry about being late, I had to tell Meghan where I was going," he said as Peyton stood up with her arms crossed.

"I'm sorry, but who the hell is Meghan?" I said a bit louder than I intended.

"Meghan is my girlfriend."

I clasped my hands together and pursed my lips. I didn't even know Andrade had a girlfriend, but I mean, how could he not? I was engaged, sure, but I still know when a guy is hot.

"Sorry."

"Not to interrupt your little conversation here, but what are you ordering?" Peyton said as she clicked her pen rapidly.

"I already told you my usu-"

She cut me off. "I meant your client."

Andrade looked from me to the menu, and eventually turned to Peyton. "Oh, uh I guess I'll have a mocha macchiato."

She turned on her heel and went to get the drinks. After she was gone, I turned my attention to Andrade.

"Okay, what did we talk about with the whole "hooking up with girl" thing?"

"What are you talking about Zelina?"

"Meghan is your girlfriend? Yeah, I'm not buying it," I said as I leaned back in my chair with my arms crossed.

He looked at me and then Peyton came back with our drinks. I drank my iced coffee and then I threw the script across the table.

"Forget girlfriends, forget respect, you are now Andrade "Cien" Almas. Or El Idolo."

He sipped his coffee. "Zelina, I have total faith in you, but don't you think I should have respect for my soon-to-be fans?"

I scoffed and let out a laugh. "Respect? Andrade, let me tell you something about Hollywood, you can't care about their respect. Ever."

He seemed to think I was joking for a second, but then came to reality. He knew that what I was saying was true.

All of a sudden, I heard the doorbell to the café ring, signaling someone had just walked in.

"Peyton, we're back from Australia!" I heard a voice yell.

"Shane! Nick! I missed you guys! We've got to catch up."

Now I knew who they were. Shane Thorne and Nick Miller, Peyton's friends from back home.

"Are you guys working here in Hollywood?" Peyton asked the two.

"Yes. Nick here is a photographer and I design bathing suits," Shane answered with pride.

"Great, do you guys have models?"

Shane sighed. "Well Nicky's girlfriend over here has agreed, but I'm not on board with it."

I ignored the rest of their conversation and then turned my focus to Andrade. He was on his phone.

"Texting Meghan?" I smirked.

He rolled his eyes and then put his phone away. We looked at the script and continued with talking.

"Remember one thing Andrade. Who cares about their respect? It's all about making money and earning fame."

He smiled and then we headed off to the audition.

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