<font color=666666> <I>I'm sick, I got a real ill disposition, my intentions are pure but there's a cure for my condition - my decisions put me in the wrong positions, chasing pipe dreams of fame and recognition.</font></i> -- RD Future: Caf� Brio

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Date Posted: Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:03pm PDT
Author: Dallas Brown
Subject: I'm sick, I got a real ill disposition, my intentions are pure but there's a cure for my condition - my decisions put me in the wrong positions, chasing pipe dreams of fame and recognition.

He'd been here less than two weeks but it was already starting to wear on him, he'd just finished with yet another agonizing phone call during which Len tried to convince him to stay "just another week", and he'd gotten frustrated. He was on his third cellular phone, but was learning to control his temper a little and had resigned himself to the idea that this place was to get all of the "badness" out of him, so he would get parts again - in the meantime, his career sat as a standstill, the way he saw it was no publicity was bad publicity, and he wasn't even making headlines with wild parties and reckless behaviour, he was sitting in the middle of a podunk town with naught but the nasty outdoors to keep him occupied. He was more frustrated this time than angry, but it was brewing, and he sat doubled over on a porch swing, his elbows resting on his knees, hands covering his face.

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She tilted her head as she approached, her voice soft. "You look a little down.." Her heard tilted as she took him in, he was an attractive man and even she noticed that. (NT) -- Selena, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:09pm PDT
He was less impressive when he was dressed down, but he definitely had inherited the good looks of his father - his polo shirt was rumpled, his chinos wrinkled, and his hair was a disastrous mess, but he looked up, and cocked a head, trying his best at a smile - but he couldn't see being happy when his career was slowly but surely going down the drain - Hollywood moved quickly and if he was gone much longer, they would forget about him. "Hey buddy." (NT) -- Dallas, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:11pm PDT
He was less impressive when he was dressed down, but he definitely had inherited the good looks of his father - his polo shirt was rumpled, his chinos wrinkled, and his hair was a disastrous mess, but he looked up, and cocked a head, trying his best at a smile - but he couldn't see being happy when his career was slowly but surely going down the drain - Hollywood moved quickly and if he was gone much longer, they would forget about him. "Hey buddy." (NT) -- Dallas, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:12pm PDT
They had hung out a lot in the past two weeks, just casual beach, park and mall going. He was her ears in the world she didn't know, and she pointed out things that he would never see, or feel. "Whats wrong?" She questioned, sitting down next to him. (NT) -- Selena, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:13pm PDT
He didn't know how to say that he couldn't wait to get out of here without hurting her feelings - because she had become a reliable friend, and he knew that him escaping would bother her. He pressed his lips together, trying to put into words exactly how he felt - he wanted to bring her to LA, to have everything that he wanted. "Just some stuff going down with my boss, so it looks like my little vacation from LA is going to be extended." (NT) -- Dallas, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:18pm PDT
She nodded slowly, watching him with careful dark eyes. "Oh..I'm sorry to hear that. I know you miss it there." She laid her hand on his bicep - looking into his eyes. (NT) -- Selena, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:22pm PDT
He looked over at her and offered another bit of a smile. "Well, it won't be that bad, you and me can hang out more." He nodded - he had been enjoying having a friend, someone who didn't care about his money, his fame, his looks - well, maybe she cared about his looks, who couldn't? (NT) -- Dallas, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:24pm PDT
She wasn't so bad to look at herself, but it was much more a sweet, innocent beauty. "Yeah..but no one can replace home." She smiled softly at him, squeezing his arm softly. (NT) -- Selena, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:25pm PDT
He smiled a little bit, putting his hand over hers, and meeting her eyes. "You're a really great girl, Selena, you know that?" It was true - she had an innocent but all knowing way of understanding everythign that he had to say, even though it was as though they came from two different worlds. (NT) -- Dalas, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:28pm PDT
She smiled lightly, her eyes resting on his. "Your a really great boy." She smiled softly at him, her hand trailing over his lips briefly. She was so familiar with every curve, plain, arch on his face.. (NT) -- Selena, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:41pm PDT
He grinned a little, catching her fingers and pressing kisses to their pads again - it was something he'd done more than once in the last little while. "So what hot guy have you got a date with tonight? Got any time for little ole Dallas?" (NT) -- Dall, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:44pm PDT
"Well..." She feigned a haughty voice. "I am very busy you know..and you are very plain man...but I suppose I can fit you in..." (NT) -- Selena, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:47pm PDT
He smiled, poking her side playfully, his fingers tickling. "I would be very obliged if you could find some time for me tonight.." (NT) -- Dallas, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:49pm PDT
She smiled softly, poking him in return. "I thought that you were going to control this bully stuff!" (NT) -- Selena, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:50pm PDT
"I'm not a bully, I'm playful! You wouldn't like me very much if I wasn't playful at all." He shook his head firmly. "Not one little bit." (NT) -- Dallas, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 8:55pm PDT
She shook her head, her hand moving down his arm once more. "No...I'd like you no matter what." (NT) -- Selena, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 9:00pm PDT
He grinned, he liked the way that she always touched him, innocent as it was - it made him feel human. "I don't know... I can be a pretty rotten guy sometimes." (NT) -- Dallas, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 9:00pm PDT
She shrugged lightly, looking away for a moment before looking back to him. "I'd forgive you." (NT) -- Selena, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 9:01pm PDT
"But I get into phases where I'm rotten for 24 hours a day, seven days a week, for months. Especially when I'm on a job." (NT) -- Dallas, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 9:02pm PDT
She shrugged lightly. "I'd still forgive you...it may take me a couple of days..maybe even a couple of weeks, but I would always evantually forgive you." (NT) -- Selena, Thu, Jun 17 2004, 9:03pm PDT
A smiall grin crossed his features, and he leaned over, prodding her side playfully, "Your heart is too good." (NT) -- Dallas, Fri, Jun 18 2004, 8:28pm PDT
She shook her head, swatting at his hand. "Never to good..." (NT) -- Selena, Fri, Jun 18 2004, 11:11pm PDT

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