It's Here... Almost.

CHAPTER 21

2009-06-09T22:52:00.004+08:00

i actually have an entire other chapter 21 involving Kaine and Karyn but i think i must have been in "chick lit" mode when i wrote that or something. So this is hopefully, a slight improvement.

edit (it was 3 months ago that i wrote half this chapter): i NEED to finish this stupid story. so i will.

Where the Four Casts

Kaine waited til Amber was out of sight before speaking. "So, Jason. What's the deal?"

Jason tilted his glass on the surface of the wooden coffee table. The clear liquid swivelled around, creating an ever changing circumference never reaching beyond the brim. "If you're referring to what's going on between Amber and I, in a bid to be polite Kaine, your hushed tone ought to be a little more hushed."

Kaine made a face then looked towards the kitchen. He could hear the clinking of plates as Karyn placed them in the dish drainer and he watched her do it for awhile before turning his attention back to his friend.

"So, Jason. What's the deal?" He repeated, a tone louder. Jason grinned, muttered "smart ass" and sipped his drink. The warmth of the liquor spread down his throat as he tried to recall the conversation he had had with Amber.

"Well, we fought."

"Ah?"

"And basically we're getting married next month."

"Ah."

"Yes, that makes sense doesn't it?"

Kaine pretended to run through it in his head. "Uh no? So nothing's changed? The wedding's still on the 1st? I'm curious, did the events occurring after the fight include a make up? Because people don't marry after they break up. It's uncommon in the natural process of courtship."

"..natural process of cour- what are you, the National Geographic channel?" Jason chuckled and explained, "Yes, of course we made up. It was one of those "I never really realised how much I liked you till I saw you turn red in the face and yell at me" kind of thing. Huh. Anyway, I'm not one to brag, but I'm pretty darn happy."

Kaine let out a booming laugh. "Liar. You're facing the rest of your life in commitment. That does not constitute to happiness."

"And you...?"

"Me?" Kaine sat back and stole another glance at the kitchen. Both Karyn and Amber were having a conversation while manually drying the dishes. The emotions running through him were forcing him to re-examine his theory on matrimony. "Me? I'm depressed."

--

The sound of water rushing out of the tap and hitting the surface of the porcelain plate managed to reduce the boys' conversation to inconsistent murmurs. Karyn was glad for that, she'd rather avoid knowing what they were talking about because it probably involved what was going on between Jason and Amber and she wasn't in the mood for it. Not that she didn't care, Amber's inability to not smile the entire evening had already told her all she needed to know. But somehow, she didn't want to have anything more to do with it. The night was no longer young and she could feel fatigue creeping up on her. Monday was back to the cafe so that meant she still had one more day... Karyn made a mental note to take those good 24 hours and have a nice long rest. Maybe it was that time of the month again but these few days weren't the best for her. Her mood was constantly down and it was accompanied by guilt due to the fact that her best friend's wedding was coming up and she ought to be cheery. Karyn let out a soft sigh that managed to slip past Amber. She hated feeling down in the dumps and not being aware of the reason made it worse.

"You alright?" The voice was Amber's. Karyn tried to brush her off with a nod before taking the cloth from her. They both started to dry the dishes.

"If there's anything... we can talk about it." Amber asked.

"Nah, nothing. Sorry. I'm just tired."

Silence returned again but was soon broken by a laugh from the living room. It reminded Amber of something and she did not hesitate to address the issue.

"So how are you and Kaine doing?" The question was answered non-verbally but with an annoyed stare that could make anyone feel small. Amber was used to it though, but didn't bother hiding her own irritation. "It was just a simple question, no need for the scary stare."

Karyn opened her mouth to say something but then bit her tongue. After calming herself, she shook her head and apologized. "I just don't like how your question seemed to imply and Kaine and I are together in some way."

Amber did not reply but instead just looked at her friend, confused. Then she grinned.

"It's Kaine, isn't it?" She could not hide the smugness from her voice. "Kaine's the reason you're upset."

The dishcloth in Karyn's hand stopped in the middle of the plate. She stared blankly at the wall in front of her before carefully placing the china down on the table. She had the urge to pull out her hair, an action which seemed to dramatic and troublesome, so settled for burying her head in her hands and leaning it against the wall.

"Shit."

my current obsession with Kpop is hindering my abilities to write and think in coherent english sentences. 안녕! please comment 고맙습니다.

CHAPTER 20

2008-01-29T21:08:00.000+08:00

Best Friends Make Best Men

Karyn didn't take long to recognize that this wasn't exactly the most suitable time to visit. But how could she forget? What else do two grown, wealthy men do on a free night?

"Um if you're planning to speak to Kaine now..." Jason glanced over his shoulder at Kaine, red faced and close to falling off the edge of the sofa, "I don't think this is the right time..." Just then, Kaine broke out into a chorus of "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Stars".

"Actually, I'm here to see you."

It took awhile for her words to process in his mind;Jason blamed it on the alcohol. "Me? Wha- Why?"

Karyn looked at him, slightly annoyed. "Do you mind?" She motioned into the apartment, uncomfortable with the fact she was standing in the middle of the door frame, exposed to the corridor and the possibility of nosey neighbours.

"Oh yes, right..." Jason shuffled aside to allow his visitor in and then closed the door. He walked across the living room behind her, passing Kaine who was air-guitaring. Lifting a bottle of beer, which Karyn politely rejected, he opened it and gulped down the contents.

"So... I've been talking to Amber and I won't beat around the bush..." The 24 year old paused for a moment, unsure of how Jason would react. But the man merely looked at her with curiosity, his consciousness seeming to seep out of him every passing minute, his eyelids weary from trying not to shut and his face flushed red. "Well, she's not too happy with the proposal. I mean, it's a bit fast, don't you think?"

Jason stood, slightly swaying, quiet for a moment. His thoughts went back to the night when he had been on one knee, the slightly odd look on her face that had disappeared before he could figure out what it was. Confusion? No. Cautiousness maybe? Uncertainty? But she had said 'yes' in the end and there was no trace of reluctance in her voice when she had.

"But... but why?"

"Look, Jason... You and Kaine... you guys are actors. Hollywood actors. It was bad enough when Amber and you were dating, she has had her doubts. She's not the type of girl who um... who... well, she's not the Hollywood actor's girlfriend kind of girl. Y'know?"

"Wh... so... you're saying...?"

"I'm saying that it's kind of cliche for actors to rush into marriages? Something like that. And it's kind of cliche for them to rush out of it too. Amber's not ready for that."

The bottle in Jason's hand slid through his fingers but landed nicely on the counter top. He stared at the ground in deep concentration before reasoning with Karyn.

"But that's not my intention. Amber's not that kind of girl but... I'm not that kind of guy. Look at this apartment! Does it look like it's owned by a Hollywood actor to you?"

Karyn scanned the room. Bottles and newspapers were strewn all over the floor. Furniture was obviously in places it wasn't meant to be and they were the average kind of stuff you found in an average home. Nothing fancy. In the middle of it all, Kaine sat, slumped on the sofa, snoring loudly.

She wrinkled her nose. "Well no. Look truth be told, I kind of know you're not that kind of guy. But Amber alittle more paranoid, y'know? I think it should be her you're explaining to. I just came here to tell you." An encouraging smile played at her lips.

Jason nodded and grabbed the beer bottle again. "Thanks." He took his last sips before the bottle went dry.

"Well, then, I shall make my way out and leave you two men to do your macho stuff..." Karyn walked towards the door, careful not to step on anything. Jason started to follow but she held up her hand and told him to stay put. "I'll show myself out," She opened the door and turned back to wish Jason a good night. "Err.. and you too Kaine, if you can hear me." With one last grin and a wave, she door shut with a click.

A loud snore and a thud indicated that Kaine had rolled off the sofa.

thanks for reading and please please comment! :D

CHAPTER 19

2008-01-01T21:53:00.000+08:00

i know its been long since i updated to here's a summary of what has happened so far:

Jason + Kaine = 2 Actors, best friend s

Jason is just getting over his ex Natalie when he meets an asian waitress, Amber and well, falls in love. in the last chapter, he proposed to her.

Kaine is a reckless playboy, not caring about how many women he dates at a time. the goodness of his best friend seems to be rubbing off him and so now he's trying to make amends for the bad things he's done. he makes friends with Amber's colleague, Karyn, and asks her to be his "therapist". they spend some late evenings together, just talking and finally Kaine asks her out.

The Fondest Nights Are Full Of Beer
"Nooooooooo, you asked her to marry you?"

"Hey hey! Look who's talking? You asked your therapist out!"

"Well, she's not really my therapist...... look don't change the subject, alright, you're the one with the problem; You asked a girl whom you've dated for like what? One day?"

"Oh Kaine, you drama queen! I've dated her for.... months already..."

"How many?"

"Um... I can't remember... not right now anyway... not... sober.... enough..."

"Mmm."

"Mmmmmm....."

"So... what's with the sudden outrages behaviour love?"

"Mmm... what? Oh the proposal?"

"No, no. The train ride!"

"What? Kaine if you're going to try to be sarcastic at least make it make sense. Hmm... the proposal? I guess... I just...."

"Mmm?"

"Wanted to keep her."

"What? I've never heard that before."

"Well Amber's different and I just.... don't want... to lose her."

"Heyhey! You're blushing!"

"It's the beer!"

"Ouch!"

"Now you're blushing too! Haha!"

"Go...away.........Ja... sonnnn...."

"You're not going to finish that bottle, are you?"

"Mmm?"

"Lemmehaveit!"

"Mmm? No! Getoff!"

"Lemme lemme......"

"No! Beer! Mine! I swear Jason... If you don't back off... I will... bite... you.."

"I dare you...... I'll bite.. you first...."

"Mmm."

"Mm? Whossat?"

"Who's what?"

"At the door..."

"Door? What's a door?"

"I'll go geddit..."

"Oh that rectangular thing? With the circley thing that you turn that looks like a-"

"Ooof."

"Ouch Jason, that was my foot! Or was it...?"

"Where... are those... lights... when you need them..."

"Lights? What are lights..."

"Where's that stupid door knob... Ah! there we go...."

"There what go... zzz..."

"... Karyn...? What are you doing here?"

Anyway this chap isnt very interesting cos its like a little bridge from one chapter to the other. i jus wrote this cos i couldnt think of anything else. i shall go get started on chapter 20. :D thanks for reading!
happy new year!

CHAPTER 18

2007-09-06T19:27:00.000+08:00

When Things Get A Little Too Cliche
Amber got a surprise when Jason messaged her, telling her that he would be back for two days to take a break from shooting and Amber highly doubted that million dollar movie would want to take two days break so she suspected Jason had pulled a few strings.

But why?

What was so important that he could not tell over the phone, that he had to fly over a few states just to see her about.

Amber's suspicions grew even more when she received another cell phone message from Jason telling her to not go to the airport to pick him up. And then he sent another saying "Wait for me outside your cafe after closing time."

So she was waiting out on the pavement, looking around with the help of the street lamps. Inside, a single light was switched on and Karyn could be seen washing dishes. She had told Amber that she felt like doing dishes that night but Amber knew perfectly well that Karyn just wanted to see what Jason was going to pop up with.

The night was rather silent except for the occasional dog's bark and the faint sound of some one's television set. A murmur of a car engine made Amber look eagerly down the road and what she saw were two headlights growing bigger and bigger and finally a familiar grey car stalled in front of her and Jason opened the door and looked up at her from the driver's seat.

"Do you want to come inside?"

Amber weighed the options. If Jason were about to give her good news, something that would make her pleased, inside would be nice because then it would be only him and her.... but if it were bad, would she get out of the car in time or would she cry right in front of him?

"Outside's not bad. Nice evening breeze."

Jason smiled and stepped out of the car, onto the pavement. "Was hoping you'd saw that..." Then he caught sight of Karyn who was watching them closely and had been washing the same plate at the same spot since Jason arrived. He smiled and gave a little wave which was identically returned.

"Wow.... Haven't seen in you in a while..." Hands in pocket, Amber noticed that her boyfriend was having a hard time looking at her. But when he did, she could see his blue eyes twinkle with the street lights and she found herself feeling lost in them

"I've missed you... much, been thinking about you... almost everyday." Jason looked away again, his hand went to his brown hair which was streaked with black, something the movie had required, and it was obvious he had a hard time saying what he wanted to say with his voice breaking at some point.

Amber was bemused. "What is it, Jason?" She whispered to him and laughed lightly. Her laugh seemed to have comforted the 24 year old thespian as he looked at her again and smiled more confidently.

"Amber.. I.." Jason shut his mouth but he did not avert his gaze. The dog starting barking again but other than that there were no sounds.

"Jason I-" Amber had meant to say that there was no need to beat around the bush but just go right to the point but at that moment Jason did the unthinkable and she stopped abruptly.

"Amber." The tiny black box was opened slowly with his fingers but Amber was too busy staring at Jason as he knelt on one knee and spoke.

"Marry me."

There was a gasp and a crash which Amber guessed meant that the cafe was less one plate tonight.

there we go. chapter 18, this is my first time writing something like that, it is strangely fun to write. well, thanks for reading and if u commented, thank u for the 2nd time. :D the next chapter will be about Kaine as i think having too much of a certain character is no fun for me to write, hence the alternative chapters for each character.

CHAPTER 17

2007-09-05T21:05:00.000+08:00

i have decided to write. heh.

So The Story Goes.

"Karyn?"

Looking up, Karyn caught sight of Kaine, but she quickly turned her attention back to transferring the plate of danish pastry from the tray to the customer's table and giving her a quick smile. Then she stood up and noticed that he's green eyes were peering at her through a pair of black framed spectacles.

"Nice specs."

"Thanks, erm yea... I have to talk to you." Kaine explained rather sheepishly. Karyn gave him an irritated look and motioned around her. The customers were sweeping in even as they spoke, it was obvious, business was good today.

"Look it'll just take a second!" His pulled at the ends of his jacket and his eyes looked at her, almost begging.

"Alright.... walk with me."

Karyn turned tail, one hand supporting a empty plastic circle tray and the another, trying to find something in her pocket, Kaine trailing after her.

"I'm here to ask you something.... I want you to go out with me."

Slightly surprised, the waitress resisted the temptation to turn around, instead continued putting food on her tray. Walking out from behind the counter she made sure Kaine was still following her close by before answering.

"You want me to go out with you? After the little 'therapy sessions'? Yes, here's your order..." The plate made a soft clinking sound as it hit the table, but it was swallowed by the noise of the chattering around them. Karyn did a side step to avoid a man who was heading for the toilet, then proceeded to the next table.

"You don't think it's the greatest idea, do you? I mean, I know how horrible you are at making commitments and all your weaknesses and maybe a bit of how you think, you don't actually think that going out with me is a good idea, do you?"

Kaine stood back, watching the waitress bend down and placing a few plates of tarts on the table, contemplating for a second. When she stood up, he was ready to answer.

"Well that's sort of the whole point. I mean now you know me, so you'll be able to steer me in the right direction..."

"Ah. So it's a little less of a relationship and more of a test of some kind? To help you?"

"Ehh. Yes." Kaine shuffled his feet slightly. The sound of forks and knives clinking on porcelain plates and the conversations going on around him buzzed in his ears. Karyn had moved on to another table and once again, her tray was empty. Her gaze was averted downwards but she walked towards him.

"Pick me up at 6," She smirked slightly, "Don't be late."

CHAPTER 17 whee. i had serious writers block when i wrote this so its crappy. gah.

CHAPTER 17... NOPE NOT REALLY.

2007-08-11T20:12:00.000+08:00

before i dive into chapter 17 (which has contents I HAVE YET TO COME UP WITH) i would like to state things that u might have misunderstood. firstly, amber and jason have NOT argued or quarrelled or anything. he's jus kind of paranoid so he thinks that they will soon. he needs conselling. AND i have no idea who kaine was talking about in chapter 15 either. so dont ask me. anyway, chapter 17 would probably arrive some time after my 21st birthday.... haha nope, kidding. it will be very long til an update as the embarassing encounter with Michael Guy Chislett has momentarily killed my creative side of the brain.

chill.

CHAPTER 16

2007-07-13T20:59:00.000+08:00

Wait Til Real World Directors Yell "CUT"

"You don't know what love means."

"Maybe... But I'm willing to learn. Ma- I mean Kate... ARGH."

"CUT!"

Conveniently enough, a man went up to Jason with a towel and he took it (without forgetting to thank him of course) and wiped the sweat off his brow.

"What happened Jason? Suddenly win an award and get totally thrown off?"

Jason frowned. "I'm sorry, Michael. Just... alot on my mind."

"Fine," Michael gave the thespian a pat on the back. "Want a break? Or shall we do that again?"

"Okay, I think I'm ready."

"Okay.." Yelling commands to everyone the people got ready.

"Lights! Cameras!"

Jason studied the different tiles beneath his feet. They were shooting on a bridge somewhere in London and the scenery was beautiful. But Jason's mind was too occupied to admire it.

Focus, Jason. Focus.

"ACTION!"

Mariene looked him in the eye and he looked back. Lines were running through his mind...

"You don't know what love means."

It was his turn. Jason suddenly thought of Amber. He and her were on the bridge. They were talking. She was telling him he wasn't good enough. That he didn't know how to have a relationship.

"But I'm willing to learn. Kate, if you are willing to teach me, I am willing to learn." He walked up to Amber and took her hands.

"I promise you, I'll try everything possible to be with you Kate. I love you."

A fan near by was switched on. Mariene's hair blew as if there was a wind blowing. The camera had the perfect shot of them; two lovers and wonderful scenery in the background.

"And.... CUT!"

Everyone was so relieved that even there was a faint "phew!" heard. Jason smiled. Then he noticed that he was doing scenes differently from last time. Somehow he kept imagining his reel life lover to be Amber. Did this show that he really did love her? Or was he subconsciously telling himself that their relationship was temporary, once the camera stopped rolling, was it over?

Jason had never dated someone who wasn't in the movie industry too. Ever since the incident with the reporter at the Awards ceremony, he had nightmares of Amber saying that she wanted to break-up either because he was always followed by paparazzi and she needed privacy. Or because he was always in another country, doing promos and shooting so she couldn't date someone who wasn't there. Once he even dreamt she was angry because the "caviar was cold." Jason had no idea what that dream meant but it still made him afraid of doing something that would upset his girlfriend.

My girlfriend.

It took a while for the term to sip in. Jason smiled to himself. So far, nothing bad had happened to their relationship. Amber was a perfect fit for him, she was smart, she had so much in common with him and when he tried to explain the burdens of dating a movie star, she said she was fine.

The crew were taking a break now. Jason walked to one of the snack tables they had put up and took a cupcake. Then he took a seat and looked out at the sky, deep in thought. After a few minutes, he had made up his mind. Taking out his cellphone, Jason went to "new messages" and started typing.

"EVERYONE! BACK ON THE SET!"

Jason's finger hovered above the send button.

Should I? Should I?

"LET'S DO Scene 24 NOW! Fred, remember to wash your hands before handing the equipments! COME ON HARDISLAYE DON'T DILLY DALLY."

"Right... um," Jason stood up but he did not move. Staring at the phone screen, he could hear his heartbeats in his head.

"COME ON JASON!"

"Alright!" Hurriedly, he pressed the 'Send' button, shoved the phone into his pocket and forgot all about it for the rest of the day.

THAT'S IT. CHAPTER 16. YAY. I CANT BELIEVE I DID TWO CHAPTERS IN A DAY. I MUST BE BORED. haha. thanks for reading. rmb to comment.

CHAPTER 15

2007-07-13T18:15:00.000+08:00

Atypical But Not Caffeine Free

Kaine stopped outside the club. The beats of the disco music pulsed loudly and the dancing silhouettes were visible from where he stood. Just as a foot stepped closer to the door, something went off in Kaine's head.

That's just so typical of you, Kaine.

Conscience they call it. Your very own Jiminy Cricket. But what made Kaine feel awkward and downright freaked out was that he had heard Jason's voice say it.

I seriously have to spend less time with that guy. He told himself, shaking his head. But now something had gone off in his mind. His hand reached for the door but it didn't reach it. Taking a deep breath Kaine shuffled back down the stairs then with his hands in his pocket, he headed down the street.

Karyn watched as the man in the shabbiest clothes she had ever seen slurped up the soup and ate his bread in a hurry before moving on to a fruit tart. Before she could advise him on a way to avoid choking to death, there was a familiar clinking sound; she looked up and a red haired man stared back at her before looking at his surroundings then returning his gaze to her. His emerald eyes pierced into hers and she quickly looked down.

"We're closed." She said, staring at a newspaper that wasn't really there.

"Yeah well, this guy's still here." Kaine pointed out. The old man in ragged clothes smiled, happy someone had acknowledged his presence. Then he went back to his fruit tart.

The waitress at the counter looked up and shrugged. "He's always here at this time of the night."

Kaine drew out a chair and sat down, back to back with the other man. "Well then, how about I ALWAYS come here too. Starting from now. He leaned over and took a look at what the customer was feasting on. "So... If I eat all of that... I'd have it free too, right?"

Karyn snorted. She walked to the old man and started clearing the empty dishes. "Are you kidding me? Besides, he pays for these." Immediately the man's head snapped up and his wrinkled old face had a rather worried look. Karyn pulled him upright and seemed to be pushing him to the door. Before he exited, she whispered in his ear and he smiled and nodded. Then it was just two in the cafe.

"So, it's just me, the waitress, wanting to head home soon and you, the lost guy in a cafe that has closed for the night. You-"

But Kaine had got up, stretched, and headed for the door scratching his head.

That's right mister, just walk out... come on

Kaine continued walking towards the door. His hand reached pressed against the glass and pushed.

"WAIT!"

He spun around slowly and looked at her. Karyn was standing there biting her lip. "You're making me feel guilty now."

Kaine controlled his laugh and simply shrugged.

"Sit." Was what Kaine heard. He also heard her mutter something that included the word "idiot". He took his original seat and watched as the waitress took out leftover deserts from the fridge and placed them on plates. Wordlessly, she put a cheese cake on the table. Kaine inspected for a minute before taking a bite of it. There was silence, even the chewing of the cake could not be heard. Kaine looked at the 24 year old who towered above him, hands on hips; she stared right back at him and he found himself turning his attention to a light switch on the wall.

Right. So should I talk to her? What if she bites me. Oh my.

Kaine turned back to look at the woman. She seemed to not have lifted her gaze since the last time. The silence and the staring was creating a rather awkward atmosphere. Kaine even could swear that a Beethoven symphony was playing in his head.

Well. This calls for a fancy introduction.

Kaine stuck out his hand and smiled. "Hi, I'm-"

"What exactly are you doing here?"

The question confused Kaine a lot. He looked at her, then down at what he was eating before answering sheepishly, "Cheesecake?"

"Don't think I don't know who you are!"

"Oh! So you've heard of me!"

"Not exactly. I can't remember what your name is."

"So you haven't heard of me."

"Well no. I know you're an actor and I know this because my best friend is dating your best friend. And I remember you coming in here once with him."

"Oh."

"So what are you here for? Since I last check, A Listers don't walk into close cafes to have a cheese cake at this time of the night. What's really going on?"

Kaine looked at her. Then sighed.

"Sit down." Karyn found the direction a bit odd but she sat anyway.

"Look I," Kaine ran a finger through his hair. He was looking down at the table and Karyn was more than surprised to see his expression had changed. "I'm not feeling too well. So i decided to get a drink but alcohol won't do for me. So I thought maybe coffee or something... but the cheese cake's doing fine...." Kaine was slurring so much it took a while for her to find out what he was saying.

"But the thing is... I really need someone to talk to... unfortunately, you seem to be the only one around..." Karyn met with Kaine's green eyes again. She was lost for words. It was such an odd situation. This man whom she had only seen once had walked into her cafe and now was asking her to be his therapist? She didn't even know his name!

"But...I don't even know your name!" she pointed out. Kaine shrugged.

"Kaine."

There was silence. Karyn listened to the clock ticking. It was very late and she was tired, but she couldn't just ask the man to get out. She pushed her sleepiness away and looked at him.

"So... how do we do this?"

**

It was odd how much different the house looked, even if he had been in it almost everyday after school. Where she was taking him was a completely never-before-seen place. It was all pretty and the walls were covered with musicians who seemed to have lost all their shirts....

"You have a very odd room."

She grinned at him and went pink slightly. There was an arrangement of cards on top of a book shelf that caught his attention. Walking closer, the cards seemed to be for different occasions but something about them rang a bell in his head. He took one down, handling it with utmost care.

HAPPY CHRISTMAS! Or haven't you noticed? It's Christmas. That's right you blur little girl. Hope your next year at high school is much better off. Heard about that jerk Hayden, he is really a git. Don't think about him! You know you're better than that cheerleader he ran off with. What's her name again? Biatch? She's so ugh. I mean for my standards she's just another one of those girls who are sooooo superficial. You know you're better than her! You're smart, funny, PRETTY. yes you are! Okay I take back when I said you look like your brother (he's not very good eyecandy, huh?), you are totally H-O-T. that's right sugar. Now stop reading this and get to bed. It's late.
=)
Merry Christmas
CandyKaine

Kaine smiled. He remembered this. He placed it back on the shelf and read another one. It was a badly made card with a pencil drawn boxing glove on the cover. He opened it and read:

Happy boxing day? Really, who celebrates this anyway. Whatever. Stay out of trouble, kid. Once I graduate, I can't keep coverin for ya! -Mr K.

Placing the card back to where it was before, Kaine turned around and met with her eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes. They were hard to forget.

"So, what's with keeping all these?" She frowned slightly, as if in deep thought. Then after a moment's hesitation she looked up and stared Kaine straight in the eye.

"They remind me. Of you."

**
"And that was my first heartbreak." His hands felt warm, clutching the cup of coffee Karyn had offered him while he told his story.

"Heartbreak? But she likes you, doesn't she?"

"Well yes but you know! I'm not exactly married to her now so I think you can take the hint..."

"Oh right." The waitress answered sheepishly. Karyn didn't think she was doing a very good job at this. Fatigue was taking over her and every now and then she would pinch herself just to make sure she had not fallen asleep.

"It's late..." It took a moment for Karyn to realise it was not she who had said it, but Kaine. He looked at her and smiled.

"Thanks." Kaine could see she was deadly tired but she forced a smile anyway and went to wash the dishes. He waited for her and when she came out he stood up and thanked her again.

"Ah.. well. I didn't do much actually." She admitted, taking off her apron. They walked out the the street together and Kaine eyes took awhile to get used to the street lights.

"Well, we'd better be going."

"Wait! I'll walk you home."

"There's no need to! I know where I live."

"Yea yea but it's late. Not really suitable for a pretty yet vulnerable woman like you to be walking along the street alone. Dangers lurking all around you know! So I'll walk you home.... Karyn. It's Karyn right? Did I pronounce it right?"

Karyn had to look away to hide her face when she blushed. "Yea, you did. Fine then. C'mon."

Walking home with someone seemed to be no different then walking home alone. Karyn and Kaine barely spoke a word but somehow she did feel safer. Stars were absent from the night sky that night but the moon shone brightly. A soft wind blew sending chills up her spine. Soon, the soft wind had grown stronger and Karyn found herself shivering even though she repeated rubbed her arms.

"Here-" Next thing she knew, Kaine had his jacket off and and placed it on her shoulders. She was on the verge of declining but another wind blow and she wrapped the jacket rightly around her.

Finally, Karyn was up her front door steps and she turned around and smiled at Kaine. He smiled back.

"Well... bye." He said with a wave. "Last night was really awkward... But thanks for keeping me company."

"Yea it was awkward! But I guess... whatever. If we both don't tell anyone else, it'll just be another normal night."

Kaine nodded.

"Bye..." She took off the jacket and handed it to him then turned to face the door.

Kaine decided to whole the jacket in his arms instead of wear it. He walked down the door steps and was about to make his way home when he heard her call, "Hey."
He turned and saw her head sticking out of the half closed door.

"I'm not vulnerable!" She argued. Then she smiled and shrugged and closed the door.

is this chap long? haha. to me it is. i didnt know how to end it so i kept writing. i think it's really crappy. i NEED TO READ MORE. ahh. okay. so thanks for reading and please comment. thank yewwwwwwwww. and once i get this story off my hands, i'll move on to fan fiction!

CHAPTER 14

2007-05-18T23:02:00.000+08:00

Love's like... that.
She had expected this, if she hadn't then she didn't know Karyn well enough. Yet, it was still hard to ignore Karyn's dark blue eyes staring at her as she made coffee. Karyn was just waiting for her to crumble under her piercing stare. Finally, Amber turned to Karyn, one hand on her hip in annoyance.

"What?"

Karyn was eating an eclair, one that rightfully belonged to the customers. But she swore she would pay for it. After being questioned by her colleague, she merely gave a sly smile and went, "Oh, nothing."

"Fine then. If nothing is wrong then would you mind leaving me and my coffee alone? We need privacy."

Karyn shrugged. "Sure."

Amber was slightly relieved. Maybe Karyn would just let her off.

"I was just wondering about something, you know. If you want to know what I was wondering about. I was wondering about how Ms Amber feels about last night. If you don't know, before you came to work, two reporters stopped by."

Karyn could see Amber was trying to ignore her but could not control her obvious surprise. So she continued in the same taunting voice.

"Yep, word spreads fast, huh? I heard about the encounter with the reporter... and how Jason stood up for you!"

There was no response, so Karyn went on.

"My, my. That Jason is a real gentleman isn't he? Standing up for his girlfriend...."

Once again, Amber concentrated solely on make the coffee. So Karyn got up and walked to her and started chanting "Amber and Jason sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G". This drew much attention from the customers but Amber still wasn't replying. So Karyn started dancing.

"KARYN!" Amber finally turned away from a beverage and held Karyn still by her shoulders. "SHH!"

Karyn stopped, but the cheeky grin stuck on her face. The customers went back to breakfast.
Amber sighed. "What do you want from me?"

Karyn grinned.

"Say it!"

"Say what?"

"How you feel!"
"Annoyed."

"No! How you feel about Jaaaasooonnn. Jason. I know how you feel about him Amber, it's obvious. Plus you're a sucker for hunks."

"I am sooo not!"

"Yes, you are! And I bet you were feeling like a princess from a fairy tale when he stood up for you during the red carpet."

"Oh please, I'm not as childish as you."

"Fine whatever. Say it."

"Why?"

"Because I want to here you say it!"

"Sheesh! You have some sort of distorted way of entertaining yourself right? Okay, I'll say it. I love him."

"Who?"

"Jason. FINE. I love Jason."
"Louder!"

"I LOVE JASON. Happy?"

Karyn took her hand out from behind her, in it was a voice recorder. "Yep." Then she quickly sped into the kitchen with Amber running after her.

Many blocks away, in a posh hotel, there was a much different atmosphere. Faint classical music was playing and to him, it was an annoyance. But classical music was the least of his worries. Swaying slightly, he wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans again and stared nervously at the numbers as the lift moved up. Every 3 seconds, a number lit up. He was at 6 now.

Kaine couldn't remember the last time he had been so nervous. It was ten in the morning and the bottle of beer he had drank a few minutes ago wasn't helping his nerves as much as he thought it would. He dreaded what he was doing. But after last night.... Kaine wiped the beads of sweat off his brow.

Nights alone can really ruin you.....

He could not find the reasons why he was doing this. He couldn't find the reasons why he had called her last night to make the appointment. All he remembered was the number of martinis he had after making that call.

The lift made a "DING" sound. Storey 12. Kaine stepped up and met with the cold rush of the air-conditioned corridor. His shoes made a slight squeaking sound against the carpet one the floor that seemed to be moving underneath him. Due to nervousness, the beer or plain nausea, he didn't know. All he could think about was the white doors that he slowly passed. The brass numbers seemed to scream out to him.

Finally, he arrived in front of the door, his destination. His hand was curled into a fist and it reached for the door....

At that same moment it opened. Call it coincidence. Kaine stared straight into her eyes, fist still raised. She stared back with similar surprise before eyeing his feet.

"You're stepping on my newspaper." Kaine quickly stepped back and Jennifer bent down to pick the crumpled papers up. Then she stood up and was met with the same stare.

"Well?" Jennifer enquired. Kaine looked away, lost for words. Then he looked her straight in the eye but before he could explain, Jennifer had welcomed him and even offered a drink. Kaine was on the brink of asking for a can of beer but held back. He was seated on the leather couch, in the hotel, looking out of the window to the most elegant view of the city. Then he felt the cushions lower slightly as Jennifer sat beside him.

"Look," Kaine quickly turned around and spoke before Jennifer could say anything. He couldn't take it. The more she welcomed him, the more she tried to be nice to him, the more awkward the situation was.

"This is so weird for me, I've never questioned something like this.... I... Um I need to know if..."

Jennifer was rather stunned by Kaine. Usually he was the one that people would be stuttering to. He was always the one, sure of what he was doing. Yet now, he looked rather lost and vulnerable.

"I need to know what's going on between us. I mean, the relationship between us, I need to know what it is! I just... argh. I don't know what I'm saying." Eyes on the breathtaking scenery, but mind racing, Kaine took a few deep breaths. Then he turned and stared into the blue eyes and felt a surge of emotions run up his spine and through his body.

"I just want to know, are we more then friends? Are we..."

"Lovers?" Jennifer finished. Kaine was staring straight into her eyes but he couldn't tell what she was thinking. She was giving an odd look, not a sad one, nor a happy one. Kaine didn't know what was coming next.

"I... can't say that."

The first stab. Kaine felt as if a knife went right through his heart.

"Look, I know when... when we kissed. There was something. But. But the fact is that in the past we had a relationship. Then you ran away and I was just left there. I was studying in school, Kaine! You weren't, you dropped out! I was still in school and I was depressed! I skipped classes! I failed tests. I would just lie in bed for hours crying myself to sleep. Thank God Jason was there. He was always there. But you weren't."

Second stab. The tears on her face were killing him.

"The truth is, Kaine, I love you. But I don't know if that was present or past tense. I can't start loving you like I did. Because I'm so afraid of you leaving. What if you leave again? I'll have to go through everything again."

"I won't leave you."

"How can you be sure?!"

"Look, I-"

"Kaine!" Jennifer had raised her voice. "This isn't some sort of movie contract that you can just terminate. This is a relationship. And I don't think I can take it again. I can't have you leaving me again. So I think.... the best.... is for nothing to start. So nothing can end."

Kaine's heart leaped. He looked at her but couldn't look away.

Jennifer stood. "You know the way out." Then she wiped her tears and walked into the bedroom and shut the door quietly.

Silence filled the air. It was broken by sobs.

ACK. i think kaine's all mushy at the end. my ending sucks laaaarrhhhxxx. haha. anyway im done with this so lookout for chap 15. haha.

THANKS FOR READING. pls comment so i can keep improving. I sort of tried to put more emotion in this but it didnt work very well. hahaha. ok. :)

CHAPTER 13

2007-05-01T16:11:00.000+08:00

natasha bedingfield is cracking me up. a mosquito planning its attack. who knows what chap 13 is about? and the guy who natasha ends out with is hot. AHH. wish someone like him served ME coffee. haha. MOSQUITO IS ATTACKING!
posted 4/18
it's now the 23rd and the mosquito is no longer attacking me. BUT JOHN LEGEND IS IN MY HEAD. AIYA!
posted 30th april
im taking a damn long time to write this no?
Chapter 13 Awards, anyone?
Jason was worrying. As much as he tried to bring himself back the present, his mind just kept straying to what the reporter had said. He kept wondering what Amber was thinking right now. Was she okay with it or was she tossing it around her mind? Jason wanted to turn to her and apologise and make sure she was alright. But if she had forgotten it, doing such a thing would only remind her. So the best thing to do was shut up. And worry.

Hands gripping on the arm rest, Jason was putting in much effort to listen to the presenters. He didn't know that they were giving out the award for Best Male Actor and that one of the presenters was a very well-dressed Kaine.

But his mind told him to clap along as the crowd around him applauded loudly and he did. Then someone nudged him and shouted into his ear. Then more nudging and shouting... and and a hand shake?

"What the-"

All eyes were on him now. Not in anger but in a sort of creepy smiling congratulations way. His legs forced him to stand. Then he looked to his side and Amber was giving him a go-up-there look.

"What?"

But his feet were already moving. And his hands were shaking the hands that grabbed it. And his lips were smiling to complete strangers. Thankfully, the rest of his body had realised what happened because his mind was way behind.

Then the pieces were falling together to form a big picture. Okay not really. He merely realised he had won a Golden Globe which was a big thing already and by the time this thought settled in he was on stage being held in a tight embrace by Kaine.

"Good job, mate. I better win something to make us even." He whispered. Then Kaine winked and walked to the side leaving Jason holding the award and staring blankly at the black microphone in front of his mouth.

Many times Jason had found the microphone funny looking because it was so small and black and sort of furry and it reminds him of weird things and bunnies. He stared at it for awhile then looked up and almost died from the lights shining in his eyes.

ARGH! Don't look there.

He turned his attention to the people at the fourth row. Then he saw Amber. She was smiling at him. So he smiled.

Concentrate Jason. Get your freak on.

Jason almost laughed out loud but forced himself to retained composure.

"I just want to say... I have no idea what happened."

A murmured laugh from the crowd.

"No, seriously. I didn't know. Okay I admit I wasn't really paying attention but something happened earlier that kind of well, never mind. ANYWAY... I just want to thank God. Because without him I would not be here. You would not be here. No one would be here. Also I wanna thank all my friends, family, the crew," He took a quick look down at the Golden Globe. It read: Best Male Actor.

Best Male Actor. Wait, what movie it again? Oh yes!

"And also thank to Gregory, a good director makes a good movie and a good movie helps me win awards."

It was more a than just a murmur now. Jason was gaining confidence. He wrecked his mind for people to thank and after doing that, made a final word and walked off stage. Behind him was Kaine and the female presenter, holding hands. As soon as they were away from the sight of millions upon millions, Kaine let go of her hand and rushed up to Jason.

He ruffled his best friend's hair only to find that it was full of gel and conveniently wiped it off Jason's tux. Then he smiled and gave him a pat on the back and exclaimed, "CONGRATS JASON MUH MANNN."

Jason smiled and thanked him and they hugged for a second. "Well," Said Jason, taking a breath, "I really didn't expect this."

"But it happened."

"Yeaa."

"Yea."

The two men stood in silence, with cheesy smiles pasted on their faces. Then some stage manager guy came out with a lot of gadgets attached miraculously on his head. He called Kaine and Jason and directed them back to their seats so they could continue watching the awards show.

As soon as Jason reached his seat, Amber stretched her hands out and gave him a big hug. Perfume wafted into his nose; The sweet scent of vanilla. They held each other for awhile (Jason had lost track of time) before she drew back and gave him a smile and a pat on the back. Then they settled into their seats and watched the performing rock group. Some band named Fall Out Boy.

4 hours later, Jason was back in his limosine. Amber was beside him, resting her head on his shoulder. She was tired, it was obvious. Her eyes were closed but she smiled slightly, her hands wrapped around his arm. His other arm was wrapped around four boxes with items Jason was very proud of.

Best Male Lead, Best Male Supporting Actor, Best Male Actor in a Drama Series, Best Series...

Kaine had joked that if Jason did music and directing he would have to write speeches for all of the awards.

"I'm surprised! I thought I was going to get more than you but I guess you won..." Kaine had said. He had taken away 2 awards.

"Well I guess that makes the both of us even."

"You owe me a beer, dude."

Now it was close to midnight. Jason had left Kaine at the after party (after much arguing) worried that he might get all drunk and do something to land himself in jail. Other than that he was feeling positively elated. It was a good night. He had altogether forgotten about the run in with rude reporter. The night sky danced with stars and fatigue was getting to Jason. Knowing Lance would wake him when they got to Amber's house, he relaxed and shut his eyes.

Back in some club, the celebrities were partying. Seated in a corner, stiring and staring at his martini was Kaine, all alone. Usually he was on the floor, dancing with all the girls and trying to get them home with him but as he reminded himself every second, he was a long-term relationship man now. So alone with a martini was the right thing to do.

Once in a while one of those hot socialites came up to him to ask for a dance. But he smiled and, along with some flattering lines, refused. The disco music made its way into Kaine's ears but he ignored it. He took another sip of martini. And another. And another.

Then leaving the glass there, walked out of the club and pulled out his cell phone.

"Hello? Jenn? We... need to talk. Or at least I have to tell you something."

im ending it here. chap 13 is short. and i was running 0ut of wat to write for it. SO YA. sorry ppl that its not up to standard. but at least its here. i took such a long time(i took a month i think). haha. AIYO. ok. i needa go mug/play guitar. byebye. thanks for reading PLS COMMENT.

CHAPTER 12

2007-04-17T22:48:00.000+08:00

Cameras Are As Dangerous As A Foot Is To A Beetle

The spotlights were officially on and literally too. Crowds whispered, gaping at the pretty clothes and gasping at the wrong styles. The celebrated artistes walked down the red carpet in their polished black shoes and sparkling diamond shoes. Somewhere in the back of the mind of someone, there was a faint memory of the poor people in Africa. It disappeared as quick as a camera flash. And there was a handsome amount of these camera flashes. Reporters were practically fighting each other, reaching their microphones out, yearning for a word with the celebrities. Fans screamed in each others ears, screaming, professing their "love" for their idols.

Jason was shielded from these noises by the walls of the limousine he was comfortably seated in. The only sound was of the whirring noise of the air-con. Even the chauffeur's whistling was muffled by the transparent window that separated them. He was sure his knuckles had gone all white and was assured when he looked down. But he also realised that his right hand was covered by someones left hand. Someones very smooth, not very well manicured but still gentle hand. Then she could feel her hand tighten and her head fall on his shoulder. He looked at her and she smiled and Jason practically forced the blood to rush back into his hands.

I can't be nervous. Not now. Amber, she looks pretty nervous. And if she finds out so am I, she'll freak out. And I don't want a freaked out young lady on my hands.

"Hey Amber."

"Yea?" She lifted her head and looked curiously at him, gently combing her hair behind her ear.

"Umm, you're nervous aren't you?"

Amber shrugged and smiled sheepishly. "You can tell, huh?"

"Yea but that's okay. Look, it'll be fine. It's just the Golden Globes." He said. But he thought otherwise.

Just the golden globes? Who are you kidding, Jason my man. Who are you kidding?

He out another hand over hers and tried to think of something that could assure her that everything was fine. "Well I-"

"Sir? This is as far as I can go." Came a voice from the intercom.

Jason looked out of the window and saw a red carpet leading up to the door. They had managed to avoid walking the whole streak of red but they had to face the cameras sooner or later.

"Thanks Lance. I owe you one." The chauffeur nodded and Jason squeezed his escorts hand. Then a gloved man from the outside opened the door for them and screams rushed straight in.

Memories of the first time Jason ever attended an awards show flooded his mind. It was exactly the same thing he was experiencing at the present moment though somewhat more humiliating. He remembered stepping out on the red carpet and tripping almost immediately. Hands flailing and thinking nothing except ways of falling and not crumpling the suit, Jason remembered the crowd gasping and only daring to laugh when he stood up and laughed at himself.

That was probably the grandest way to make an entrance, Kaine had said.

Now it was like reliving the moment. Minus the embarrassment. Plus the pretty woman. A very pretty one.

Jason turned back to take another look at his date. She was smiling. Out of pure terror or excitement, Jason didn't know. But her smile made her look brilliant. And the dress, the dress that flowed from the limousine and onto the lush red carpet, the dress hugged her body and made her looked ever so beautiful. Jason swore that never in his life had he seen someone as pretty as she looked at the moment. Time slowed down. The volume around him went down and it was her he noticed.

Then a camera click. Followed by another. Followed by a few hundreds more. Flash after flash accompanied these clicks which were soon drowned in screams. A sign caught Jason's eye. It read: JASON HARDISLAYE. I WANNA HAVE YOUR BABY.
Smiling, he waved at the sea of fans and leading Amber by the hand, walked along the red carpet. Reporters shouted his name, pleading for an interview. A lucky paparazzi was granted the honour; Jason stopped walking, turned to him, smiled into the camera and said a cheery 'good evening' into the microphone.

"Good evening to you too, sir! Well well, who's the new beau?" Asked the reporter. Amber blushed slightly and smiled at him.

"Well, she's-" Another microphone was stuck into Jason's face and the reporter who owned it interrupted him.

"A cafe waitress we hear. Now is that down-grading or are you just sick of all the equally financed women? Go for the gold diggers now, huh?"

The comment made had Jason clenching his fist. Rude reporters were expected, but not common. Not really.

Keep. Your. Composure.

Jason squeezed Amber's hand. He glanced back and gave her a don't-worry look and turned back to the reporter.

"Look, I don't know what you're trying to get at or why you would say such a thing but I assure you that this lovely treasure whom I have in my hand is no gold-digger. She might not earn millions by the day but she's just as beautiful as any of the celebrities on the carpet right here right now. And to me, she's the most beautiful of them all."

The reporter didn't seem moved by the words. He shrugged and mumbled something under his breath. Then Jason saw him give a smug smile before his whole vision was filled with gray tuxedo material.

"WELL WELL, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, shall we all just turn our attention to a MUCH greater cause, MUCH important figure, SEXIEST symbol?" Kaine had abruptly cut right in between Jason and the bunch of reporters.

Jason smiled to himself. Kaine was putting on airs again but for a good reason. He was letting his best friend and his date escape from the monstrous media.

"C'mon," Was the whisper and Amber was whisked away, past the crowd and into a quiet, marble tiled hall where her heart skipped a beat when she made eye-contact with Leonardo DiCaprio.

i think im done here. HAHA. ending a chapter with Leo's name is probably the best way to end a chapter. DISCLAIMER: i own this stories, the characters. but i dont own the jobs, the red carpet and Leonardo Di Caprio. please dont sue me. now i think this chapter is short and not very nice but im gonna post it. cos im tired and when im tired i do rash things. like post crappy chapters. i apologize.

haha. COMMENT. u better. tell me wats good, wats bad and wats jus plain ugly (excluding me).

CHAPTER 11

2007-03-31T18:47:00.000+08:00

When The Past Catches Up With You... Just Continue To Run.

The door bell rang again. Kaine swore he could here the person behind the door swear impatiently and it amused him so. Jason was still in the bathroom so Kaine decided to do the honours.

Hand on the knob, he turned and pulled; the door swung open and there was a face he didn't expect to meet. The visitor did not seem to have expected to see the 24 year old redhead either, and it was rather obvious from how her mouth formed an "O".

"Kaine!"

"Ehh. Jenn! I'm surprised to see you here."

"Yea, I'm surprised to see y-"

"JENN!"

Jason appeared with his hair damp and with a rather sweet rose smell. He walked briskly up to his sister and gave her a warm hug. Kaine took a step back and watched the siblings embrace. He observed the woman Jason was hugging, she was so familiar yet some what unrecognizable. Memories of days at school when he walked down the corridors proudly wearing clothes that the principal and staff had disapproved of and with girls practically falling at his feet. Then he would see Jason and find his sister standing right next to him.

"Really, Kaine, who dressed you?" She would say. It didn't anger Kaine at all, in fact it made him even more tempted to ask her out on a date. But Kaine wasn't so stupid as to crush on a girl who didn't like him the first place. He knew she actually had a crush on him. When they had first met during her freshman year she kept staring at him and when he looked back, she turned a funny pink colour. Of course egos grow as years pass and she started criticizing positively anything she could. Then prom night came and he asked her out.

Kaine seemed to be walking in a dream. He felt what he had felt that night. And he missed it.

"-So I just decided to pop by and visit you! Didn't expect to see Kaine here though. Kaine?" Jennifer looked curiously at the man. He seemed to be lost in his thoughts; His eyes stared into space and he seemed to be swaying a little.

Jason gave his friend a slap across the shoulder and Kaine jerked abit. He rubbed his head then put on a bright smile. "Yes?"

Shaking his head, Jason ignored his friend and led his sister into the living room after closing the door. Kaine followed behind and sat on his bubble arm chair.

"Want something to drink?"

"Water'll do."

As soon as her cup of water was served, a faint ringing tone was heard from the bedroom. Jason shrugged and excused himself, leaving his sister and his best friend alone in the room.

"So Ms Hardislaye... what've you been up to, huh?"

Jennifer looked up at Kaine and smiled, "Y'know journalism and stuff. Did some part time modelling last month too."

There was something in her eyes that made Kaine feel like she was uncomfortable, it made Kaine himself feel uncomfortable. So he looked away.

"You've changed ALOT since we've last met."

"That was a looong time ago," Commented Jennifer with a laugh.

"So..."

"So."

"What's up? Any hot boyfriend?"

"Kaine, didn't you know, I'm married!"

"WHAT?!!" Shocked, Kaine leaned too far back and the whole bubble chair capsized.

Giggling, Jennifer took a sip of water before saying, "I was just kidding."

Kaine stood up, blushing and made sure his hair was looking okay. Then he set the bubble chair upright and just to prevent any further embarrassment, he plopped onto the sofa next to Jennifer.

"So that means your single, huh?"

"Yea... But from what I heard, you're not." Was the answer.

"Actually, I'm single...."

Jason's sister's surprise was evident. She turned to Kaine with a questioning look and he answered, "If you're talking about Natalie, I broke up with her. And no, I didn't break up with her the same reason why I break up with every other girl. I'm a long-relationship man now!" He proclaimed triumphantly, hitting his fist against his chest just for the effect.

"So why did you break up with her?"

"Well. Look I haven't been the nicest dude lately but I do have a conscience. And dating your best friend's ex who he obviously still loves goes under the category of "Wrong". So, I broke up with her. But it was like a friendly agreement and stuff, yknw?"

Wow, Jenn thought. Though she hadn't seen Kaine in 8 years, the tabloids and random background shouts heard when talking to Jason on the phone was enough to tell her that the limelight had gotten to Kaine's fat red head. He hadn't been the nicest guy at school (pretty much bullying freshman and disobeying teacher's) but he could make a girl feel like a princess. After plummeting in stardom however, Jennifer had heard about his one night stands and month long relationship. He wasn't treating the women very well but they didn't seem to hold a grudge on him. Yet now... what he said made him sound somewhat nicer and more responsible.

With thoughts running through her mind, Jennifer didn't notice the silence she sat in. But Kaine was thankful, he needed to clear his mind and ready himself for what he was going to say.

"Jenn?"

"Yea?"

"I... I wanna tell you something."

"Um. Okay."

"Err... Y'knw the reason I gave for our break up isn't-"

"Wait! What reason?"

"The... reason... I gave...?"

"You didn't give me a reason Kaine. You were supposed to pick me up for your graduation party but you didn't. After that I just didn't see you."

"O gosh. I didn't give a reason?"

Kaine could see a tiny spark of misery in her eyes. She looked down and his heart sank.

"Well. Since I didn't give a reason, I'm gonna tell you the truth. I broke up with you because... because three nights before graduation I... well, cheated on you."

Yet another awkward silence. Kaine was staring at Jennifer who stared right back. But she had magically frozen in time and Kaine was getting ready for a tight slap.

"Huh."

It wasn't a questioning "Huh". It was a okay-whatever-let's-move-on kind of "Huh". And Kaine was very taken back by her reaction.

"Y'know, you can slap me if you want to. I wont cry or anything. Just slap me." But the request was denied. Jennifer merely shook her head and took another sip of water.

"C'mon," Her fingers were taken away from the cup as Kaine grabbed it and slapped himself. Then he looked at the girl who stared at him, dazed. The unexpected happened, she wrenched her hand out of Kaine's and gave him another slap, a hard one.

"AH!" Kaine fell back on the sofa armrest, his hand rested on cheek. Red was spreading across it like a rash.

"Happy?"

Jennifer turned to the man who had not yet recovered from the shock. She looked at him with an intent stare and then grinned, contributing to Kaine's surprise. Feeling guilty about hitting him, Jennifer leaned forward and after moving his hand away, gave him a light kiss on the cheek.

Then things took another twist when she pulled back but he grabbed her and gave her a kiss on the lips.

HAHA. IS THIS CHAPTER SURPRISING OR WHAT? even i didn't know what the heck I was gonna write. sheesh. ok. so chapter 12 coming sooon, read and... COMMENT! yea. do that, and u'll have this warm sense of satisfaction in ur heart.

HA.

CHAPTER 10

2007-03-17T19:17:00.000+08:00

Tabloids aren't just for the kids.

"ERRRR.... Jason?"

Placing the porcelain cup on the table and turning around, Jason met with a rather worried faced Kaine.

"Yea...?"

"Have you seen the tabloids lately?"

"Why? Did they insult your hair again?"

"No. Is there anything to insult about it?" Kaine immediately started threading his fingers through his hair and flattening parts of it that popped up seconds later.

The only response he got was eye-rolling. "Right. so what about the tabloid?"

"Um. There's this article on Natalie."

"Natalie? Why, did they say something about me still going with her?"

"Nope."

"Then what's so important? Let me see that." Jason reached out to grab the magazine but Kaine jumped back a step and insisted that he read it out.

"Fine."

"Right here goes.." Kaine took a second to clear his throat. Then he read out loud in a British news-reporter kind of accent.

"'As Natalie Grahm, star of blockbusters like City Yell and Pass the Past, walks down the red carpet, smiling and waving and being the humble 23 year old that she is, cameras flash and reporters quickly ask for her time. The young actress is the hottest thing in Hollywood since her latest movie One Time Tutor where she plays a university student who falls in love with a college teacher (played by Patrick Imraied). Critics say this movie is the perfect one to help shoot back into the movie industry after her 1 year break away from the lights and cameras. Of course, during that 1 year break she-' okay this is where you come in Jason,'- was spending her time with TV star Jason Hardislaye. Sadly, their 2 year relationship ended only recently contrary to rumours that they were going to get married.'"

Kaine gulped and looked at Jason. He seemed to be in a daze and was staring completely into space. Kaine thought of offering a tissue to Jason in case he broke down but the man seemed to wake up from his daze and stared at his friend with a questioning look.

"That's all?"

"Well, no."

"Then continue!"

"Sure? Okay. Right so where was I? Oh yea the thing about her and you getting married blah. Right. Ahem. Soo... "I was sad, very sad." She says, talking about her break up with Hardislaye. "But it didn't work out, and the only thing both of us should do is just move on." Moving on is exactly what Natalie Grahm is doing. With her latest movie, another upcoming blockbuster set to be released late next month and new b-' ERRR where was I? Right'- next month and she is on the right road towards success and rising stardom. Watch out for advertisements, more movies and many more articles about this actress in the near future.'" Taking a deep breath, Kaine closed the magazine and observed his friend for a while. Jason looked straight back his friend then spoke.

"That was it?"

"Yea. Y'know... I thought you wanted to know how great your ex is doing. I mean, I'm not trying to rub anything in. Just thought... you wanted to know..."

"Uh. Okay."

"Yea. So if any reporter asks you if you know about your ex you can say "yes" cause now you know."

"Okay..."

"Yea. Okay I shall go now..." Kaine turned around and gave a sigh of relief as he started to walk. But he was stopped short by a question.

"Wait. Can I see the article?"

Quickly composing his panicked expression, Kaine turned around and asked, "Um. Why?"

"I just wanna see something."

"The pictures aren't very nice. There's one only." Kaine smiled and flashed the page at Jason before quickly closing it.

"Just hand it over."

"Why?"

"I just wanna see something." Hand reaching out for the magazine, Jason was surprised when Kaine quickly hid it behind his back. Something was up.

"KAINE! Hand it over!"

"NO!"

"Hand it! It's just a magazine Kaine, handing it over won't kill you."

"EXACTLY! It's JUST a magazine, so whatever you wanna know I'll just read it to you- HEY!"

Jason made another reach for the magazine and failed. Soon the two had moved across the room, Kaine trying his best to protect the magazine and Jason trying his best to grab it. Finally the brown haired and taller man managed to snatch the magazine and shove his friend onto the couch. Just to make sure he didn't get up, Jason sat on Kaine.

"Now where's that page..."

"Jason, JASON! Stop it, GET OFF! OOF! GET OFF JASON THIS LOOKS GAY!"

Jason found his page and used one hand to hold up the tabloid and the other to push his friend's head into the sofa so his yells were muffled and sounded rather amusing. His eyes scanned the page; A pretty picture of Natalie was on page 12. She had her hand on her hip and a green eyes stared at him coyly. It reminded him of those days that he had her hand in his and they were sitting in the sunlight and having never-ending conversations while she stared at out at the sea and while he stared at the sight in front of him. It was moments like this that Jason missed the most.

His attention moved on to the write-out about his ex-girlfriend that Kaine had read out. There was one part where Kaine had said something and seemed to jump to the next line. That was the part he was looking for.

"Jason, I CAN'T BREATHE! I MIGHT DIE! JASON!! YOUR BUTT STINKS! GET OFF MEEEEE!!" Some how Kaine had managed to get his head of the couch and his yells rang through the apartment. "JASSON GET-"

Suddenly the weight that had been pinning him against the sofa was gone. Kaine jumped up and grabbed his friend by the shoulders, yelling, "YOU CRAZY? Don't you ever do-"

Then he saw something in Jason's eyes that made him stop. The air around seemed to have gone all cold.

"Jason.."

Kaine quickly removed his hands from Jason's shoulders. The latter merely tossed the magazine on the coffee table next to him.

"So when were you planning to tell me? When you guys broke up? When I'm on my death bed? Never?" Jason was obviously serious but Kaine was just praying for him to burst out laughing and say something like "You shoulda seen your face!"

Didn't happen.

"Kaine, I'm asking you. Were you ever going to tell me?"

"You... I... she... We just... and you... I mean you.. um..." Guilt-filled, Kaine looked away and concentrated on the blank TV screen across the room. "No."

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Jason shift uncomfortably, then he started to walk away. Kaine wouldn't let him.

"Hold it."

Rather surprised that his arm had been grabbed, Jason looked at his friend who seemed to be rather confident about what he was about to say or do next.

"Shit."

Jason shook the other man's hand off and turned fully to him. "Usually, when a guy betrays his best friend, he says something like "Sorry." Try it Kaine, it'll actually make you sound sincere."

The comment didn't make Kaine flinch or feel bad. He couldn't feel any worse about himself.
"Shit, Jason. We're doing it again! We're fighting like a married couple would! Acting as if we we're from some kind of soap opera and we're a very hot couple who just broke up! Look I'm sorry okay? But... but you were the one who gave me your phone book and told me I could call up one of the girls. And I know Natalie was obviously a bad choice because you still love her but... Face it. Both of you are done. Finished. Zilch. Finito. Mei you le. So you should just move on, like she has."

"I have moved on!"

"No you haven't! It's like telling yourself that your more handsome then I am: IT'S NOT TRUE. If you have moved on then why the hell are you getting all pissed with me?"

"Because. Because." The loss for words shocked both parties. Jason turned away. "I don't know. This is so.... stupid."

"Yea? It's about time you noticed."

Silently, Jason made his way back to the dining table where his coffee had been sitting. Kaine watched his friend for awhile before grabbing his coat and walking out of the door.

"I say... That Jason guy's friend isn't very good at being friend, huh?"

The smell of coffee wafted through the cafe. The faint sound of it bubbling could be heard. The morning sun made it's way onto the table of customers as they sat silently having their breakfasts. The lack of people at the counter was the cause for Karyn to answer the call of one of the magazines Amber had left on the counter.

"Yea... I wonder if Jason knows?"

"Of course he has to! If Kaine didn't tell him, Carson Daily would."

Amber giggled. "Yea..." Then she realised something. "How do you know about Carson Daily?"

"HEY! I'm not that outdated."

Accepting the answer, Amber turned back to creating her perfect Mocha Latte.

"I switched on the TV and he was like, "Hi, I'm Carson Daily!""

Karyn watched, rather amused as Amber laughed and shook her head. Then she decided to ask about the date last night.

"Speaking of Jason.... How are you two going?"

"Counted that we've only been on two dates, I'd say pretty well."

"That's good right?"

"Yea, I guess."

A slight breeze ran through Amber's black hair as a man walked into the cafe. Suddenly Amber was taken back to the night before.

Karyn smiled.

"So, do I hear wedding bells in the future?"

"Are you kidding? I told you we've only been on two dates!"

"But the amount of time you spend dreaming of him I could have sworn you're ready to go around telling people how deeply in love you are with him."

"Look, it's just that... it's just that he's different. From the rest of the guys I've dated. But I'm not saying that he's THE one and that I am 100% certain that I want to marry him."

"Right....."

"Yes! I really am not that much in love with him as you think. You don't have to believe me but a fact is a fact and that customer is waiting for you to serve him."

Karyn sighed and turned to the customer. She pretty much didn't believe her.

I'm at my wit's end. i seriously need to start reading more. haha i think my writing is just worsening as the seconds go. anyway since im done with this, you know wat to do.

COMMENT.

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CHAPTER 9

2007-03-16T21:14:00.000+08:00

That Little Black Phone Book

Kaine was worried. He was worried Jason was going to find out and was going to kill him. He was too young to die. Too handsome too.

Then he remembered about the little black book in his hands.

"Take this." Jason had said. "Since you can't find ONE girl you know whom you haven't dated before, try one that I know."

The sad thing about Jason's plan was that he didn't know that most of the girl who's number had somehow landed in Jason's phone book (Kaine had no confidence in his friends "charm") had already dated Kaine. And those girls who Kaine hadn't dated were those he didn't really like much. But there was one.

"Ah well. It was Jason's idea in the first place. If anyone's to blame, he is." Kaine muttered under his breath. Then he picked up the phone and started to dial.

"CUT!"

Sighing with relief the cast and crew made their way off set and towards the buffet table. Jason took the chance to grab a danish and have a seat. He watch as Max lived up to his reputation as a great director and tried to ignore the creepy lighting guy who was staring at him. It only took a few seconds of vibration for Jason to reach into his pocket and withdraw his cellphone.

"Hello?"

"Hey.. Jason."

The 24 year old felt his heart skip a beat. He smiled and sat up.

"Hey Amber, what's up?"

"I was just thinking, I mean we said that night when you dropped me off at my house that we would go on a second date. I was thinking maybe we could have that date tomorrow? Go out for lunch?" Then she quickly added, "If you're free."

Jason tightened the grip he had on the phone. "Yea, of course I'm free."

There was a pause. Then, "Okay."

"So I'll see you tomorrow then? Pick you up at twelve thirty? Okay? Okay. Haha. Bye Amber." The phone shut with a small "click". Jason looked up at shoved the phone into his back pocket. Not without taking a deep breath, he stood up and headed to the set just as Max was calling people to come back for the next scene.

It was evening now. Kaine counted himself lucky that he had been able to go out with her on the same day that he had called her up. He adjusted his tie and placed his fingers on the brass door bell.

"Well. Here goes." He whispered.

The finger went down the and the door bell sounded. Only after a few seconds the door swung open and Kaine felt satisfied with how his date looked. After saying some sweet lines and complimenting her fashion sense, Kaine took his date by the hand and escorted her to his convertible which was parked outside the gate.

"Does Jason know about this?" Kaine was expecting the question. He stepped on the accelerator but at the same times answered, "No. Not really. Do you want him to?" This question made her think for awhile. Then she turned to him again and shook her head. "Well, not really. But don't you feel bad you're not telling him?"

Sitting back in his seat, Kaine took a few minutes to feel remorseful. Or at least try to look remorseful. He didn't feel bad about not telling Jason that he was dating one of his exes. Besides, Jason wouldn't mind....

Right?

ok. i've run out of things to write for chap 9. lookout for chap 10.i got alot to write for that. HAHA. whee i rule. NOW COMMENT U PERSON!

CHAPTER 8

2007-02-28T22:03:00.000+08:00

The lack of umbrellas build great friendships

With hands in the pocket, a boy about the age of 16 walked through the rain, shoes soaking from the exposure to far too many puddles. The rain fell on him but it's effort seemed to go unnoticed. The boy didn't bother to fasten his pace even when the raindrops fell faster and harder. Beside him, a boy shorter than him wasn't fairing any better even with a hooded sweater. His eyeliner was smudged by the rain, and it ran down his cheek in a dark black line. Those eyes were staring at his loosely laced sneakers as they splashed through the puddles. The two boys were silent. The air around them was tense and they avoided each other's eyes.

Finally the taller boy with drenched brown hair spoke.

"So. What happens now, huh?"

The other boy attempted to lift his head to answer, but felt it wasn't the right thing to do. He continued to stare at the ground.

"First we miss the audition. Then I find out you're cheating on my sister."

The hooded boy's head shot up at this conclusion; the hood fell off and a mix of red and blonde hair was in full view. He had his eyes widened and his eyebrows dipped in frustration. "I did not, I DID NOT, cheat on her!" He insisted but his explanation only fell on deaf ears. His companion stared back at him with such anger that he was tempted to turn tail and run.

"Look, Jason? I'm sorry. I really am." Just as he said this, he couldn't help but feel helpless. He knew that what he had done was worse then any words could correct. But he was willing to try.

"About Jennifer... I... I'm was just.... You know what kind of person I am! I just can't keep committed. I can't. I just... everytime I see... I just y'knw... I just.... OH GOD. I'm so sorry. I AM SO SORRY. And I promise. I will treat her my best from now on. I will. I will, Jason."

Jason wasn't convinced. But he didn't show it, instead he drooped his head down and watched as his shoes kicked the rain water on the pavement. The night was silent, no one was in sight but these two boys.

"You made us miss the audition. You made us miss it."

"I said I'm sorry."

"YOU MADE US MISS IT. YOU MADE ME MISS IT. You know how much I was looking forward to this audition! WE COULD HAVE GOTTEN THE ROLES KAINE. WE COULD BE DOING WHAT I'VE WANTED TO DO ALL MY LIFE. WE WOULDN'T BE WALKING IN THE RAIN, NOT KNOWING WHERE THE HECK WE ARE GOING TO. But because of your cheating, partying, IRRESPONSIBLE, JACKASSING WAYS, WE MISSED IT." The echo of Jason's voice rang through the street. In the faint background, a dog barked.

Kaine could feel the beer he had drank rising up his throat. He was so tired and frustrated and he wanted to do anything to stop this quarrell. But he couldn't hold back his anger. He stopped walking, faced Jason and yelled, "I... I... OKAY FINE. IT'S MY FAULT. IT'S MY FAULT THAT YOU DIDN'T GET YOUR STUPID DREAM. Face it Jason, even if we had attended the audition there was no way, NO WAY we could have gotten chosen. You have a dream, I get it, but don't be a fool! Do you really think you're going to be a big celebrity? It's so many others dream, we're just one in a million. What really ARE the chances? Blame me for cheating with someone else on your sister but DON'T BLAME ME FOR ONE OF YOUR STUPID FANTASIES NOT COMING TRUE. Don't you dare."

"Fine. It's not like you're EVER going to take the responsibility anyway. Just know this: Nothing you do can make up for this. No words. No stupid jokes. NOTHING. You crushed my dreams, you hurt my sister. Me? I don't deserve you as a friend. Goodbye, Kaine. Good luck with your worthless life." Speaking these last words, Jason turned around and walked. The walk quickened and he ran into the night leaving behind a 19 year old who's eyeliner was no longer smudged by rain alone.

It's a short chapter but a relavant. as u probably know by now it's about Kaine and Jason when they were young. WHEN THEY WERE YOUNG OUNG. haha. THE KILLERS! ok bad joke. anyway COMMENT on this! PLEASE. thank you.

CHAPTER 7

2007-02-17T13:07:00.000+08:00

People say, "You're not the same old same old." Friends say, "You never change, do you?"

The first thing Jason saw when he stepped into his apartment immediately wiped the smile off his face.

"Dammit Kaine.." Murmured the 24 year-old thespian as he shut the door and walked towards his friend. His hands attempted to clean up the mess but his brain didn't know where to start. Bending on one knee, Jason picked up a scented pink paper and scanned it. Realising what Kaine had be doing, he frowned but simply reached down again to pick up the rest of the stack and placed them on the table. Then he moved on to the crushed cans of beer and threw them into the bin.

Kaine turned in the cushioned arm chair while making a growling sound at the clanking of the cans being tossed into the bin. The man seemed to be absorbed in his dreams and Jason was sparing no effort in keeping him there. He shifted the table noisily, hummed loudly as he hung his coat and even went so far as to give his friend a slap.

"Arrrghhffff..."

Kaine merely flinched and went back into his drunken sleep. Jason sighed and sat on the floor beside the sleeping man. He leaned back on the wall and stared at the ceiling. A smile played at his lips.

Memories were flashing through his mind. Jason turned to his unconscious friend and said, "She kissed me. Or maybe I should say I kissed her. First. I kissed her first. Then she kissed back. AAAAHHHH." He covered his face with his hands and when his face came into view, a bright grin was pasted on.

"I think this might actually work out."

A snore was all he got for a reply. A pretty loud one.

"Y'knw, if she had asked me what the guy with the red hair that was drinking coffee with me that day does for a living? I would have said, "Get depressed, drunk and do it in my house."

Head against the wall, Jason let the fatigue of night creep in and soon, Kaine wasn't the only one snoring away.

The birds seemed to come too early that morning. Jason sat up and rubbed his eyes. The smell of breakfast was the first thing he noticed. Second thing he noticed that it wasn't burnt.

"What is this? Kaine the Chef?"

The man looked down at his mate and raised an eyebrow. "I could eat your share, y'knw."

Jason stood up and used the wall to balance himself. Two porcelain plates laid on the table; each had a slice of toast, a serving of scrambled eggs and two cute little circle pieces of ham. A faint growl could be heard from somewhere in his stomach.

"Well. It's amazing these look good. But maybe it doesn't taste good..." The 24 year old commented, walking towards the dining table. He dragged out a wooden chair and sat down, attacked the eggs first with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

"Are you sure you didn't get this catered?"

Kaine pulled out a chair, turned it the opposite way and sat down. "Les Chef Kaine has improved, no?" He said in an Italian accent that caused Jason to choke on his meal.

"If you're referring to the accent I might have to disagree."

Showing of his lack of dinner table etiquette, Kaine ignored the fork and used his hands to place the ham and eggs on top of the toast. Then he bit of a large piece and chewed.

"I made this as a sign of gratitude." He explained with his mouth full. Small bits of egg and bread were spewed out.

Jason smiled and threw his hands into the air. "FINALLY! Some appreciation!"

"I want to say thanks, for letting me spend nights here getting all depressed and drunk." It was the first time in a long while that Jason had seen Kaine so serious... and sincere. He would admit to farting and burping or trying to smell someone's hair (a habit Jason had never gotten used to. And probably never will) but Kaine had never felt comfortable with talking about his depression. Which is why he had turned to Jason instead of a rehabilitation centre. And also the fact that if a stranger tried to tell Kaine how to better, he would probably bash the guy up.

A few seconds of silence passed. Jason watched Kaine as he crunched into the toast. Then he asked, "I wonder... Why my house? I mean you have a big big house with a maid that cleans up after you."

"Yea, but that takes away the fun of waking up and knowing that you cleaned it all up."

"Oh look, there goes Mr-I-appreciate-my-friend-alot."

Kaine chuckled and gave Jason a reassuring pat on the back, "I'm kiiiding. I guess I like coming here because it's like no one expects a celebrity to live here. Who knows, I could get depressed at my own house and a picture could end up at the front page of a magazine. You know me, I don't believe in bad publicity."

"Sure you don't."

"Yep. You're probably the only therapist I'll ever go to. You don't charge, you know me best, you're not very good but that doesn't really matter does it?"

"What do you mean I'm not very good! I've come up with very good methods to prevent public breakdowns! Remember: If you feel a breakdown coming on, excuse yourself, go to the toilet-"

"- hold back the tears, call you, talk to you for consolation and if I really HAVE to cry, cry in a very high pitched voice so no one recognizes me. If someone suspects, I just tell them I was practising for a movie role." Finished his redhead friend in a slightly bored tone.

Jason nodded proudly but Kaine hadn't finished."It's like telling me to Stop-Drop-and Roll if I catch fire and as much as that sounds fun, it doesn't really happen. So don't delusion yourself with "'I've saved you from many public breakdowns!'"

Merely pouting, Jason tried to look as teary-eyed as he could. "Now, you're just being plain mean."

"FIIINE. How immature can you get? Oh great Jason Hardislaye, without you may I fall into ultimate insanity and grow warts."

"Yes you may." Said Jason, laughing. Then he shrugged, "It's not my fault you get caught up in the fact that you've never found true love and then get all depressed and-"

"SHHH! You're not supposed to talk about my depression when I'm sober!"

"Oh you're sober now?"

"If I'm not calling you 'Jasmin' and trying to make out with you, then yes, I am sober."

"Well, you can't stop being depressed if you don't face it."

Kaine finished his last piece of toast and stared at his friend. "What, so we talk about it?"

"Yea. We talk about it. Try to find a solution. You get depressed because you can't find true love."

Kaine frowned. "I may die alone and unmarried."

"Yes you might. So all you have to do is stop doing the whole one night thing with girls and start trying to get a serious relationship! I mean, the longest relationship was what, how long? 3 days?"

The 26year-old coughed. "FOUR." He corrected.

"Yes, four! You might attract alot of girls with your charm and whatever but it's one girl for one night and then another girl for the next. You gotta change you're attitude!"

"You mean... stick to one girl?"

"Yea. Pick up someone if you will, but I advice that you go with someone who you HAVEN'T dated but you know her. Go out with her on the first date, bring her home, say goodnight, kiss if you want to then go back. If she wants a second date then agree. If she doesn't ask but you want a second date, ask. Don't force. Then go on many other dates and from there a relationship forms! TADA!"

"Stick with one? ONE?"

"Yes."

"But one... ONE! Jason! I can't do that. You can, you goody-two-shoes-look-at-me-I-am-a-man-with-commitment person you, but I can't."

"Then you gotta learn!"

"Fine then. Some advice?"

Jason laughed. It was usually Kaine who was giving the advice. Now it was Jason's turn. He felt smart. "Use your charm and flowers or whatever you use for your normal dates. But this time, go for a girl who you actually like. When I mean A GIRL YOU LIKE I don't mean her body or whatever your pervert mind goes after. I mean her personality."

"Of course! I go for girls with good personality."

"No you don't."

"Okay. Monica. Why do you go for her? I'm really trying not to sound mean here but I can't help but say that she has probably one of the most rotten attitudes... and her personality is as bland as your cooking."

"My cooking isn't that bad."

"AH! You admit she's all...blah! So why Monica?"

"Because.... because..."

It was Jason's turn to finish his breakfast; He took his friend's empty plate and placed it on top of his but did this with eyes always on Kaine.

"Jason, dude, some thing's are left a mystery."

Jason's eyebrows dipped. He looked at Kaine with a questioning gaze and when he merely got a cheeky grin back, he rolled his blue eyes and walked to the sink, taking the plates with him.

"Alright, alright. Get a girl that I like because of her personality and not because of how so darn sexy she is. And try to stick with her. That's gonna be tough."

"No it's not."

"Not for you. I mean come on! We go to all those glamorous events, we see Hollywood women and you're telling me that while you're dating some girl you don't look at other woman's bosoms?" Kaine emphasized the last word with an English accent that made his friend drop the plate and sponge and burst out laughing.

"Say that again!"

"Bosoms?" He repeated.

This time, Jason's laugh was more high pitched. He bent over and banged on the table repeatedly.

"Seriously Jason, it's not that funny."

"Right-" Jason stood up and tried to compose himself but his face stayed red. He turned back to the plate and started soaping it again. "- what were you asking? Oh yea. Yea well, when I do see really big bosoms I kind of look at my girl.... and her's seem to have grown bigger."

The answer made Kaine squint accusingly. "You have one very weird and disturbed mind..."

Jason placed the clean plate on the dish rack; He gave his hands a rinse then walked back to the dining table and sat down. "Yea whatever. I'm not the kind of guy that would ogle at another woman when I'm already committed to someone. And you should try doing that too."

Kaine fingered the glass table top and looked down, uncertain. "I don't know. I guess I can try."

"Yea. For starters, I think you date a girl that you know."

"That's easy!"

"A girl that you know but isn't one that you've actually went out with once."

"Okay. Maybe not so easy."

CHAPTER 6

2007-02-16T22:22:00.000+08:00

Ego Breaks; Couple Dates

"'Dear Kaine, I miss your smile. I miss the way you'd crack a joke whenever I felt down. I loved the way you kissed. I can't help but dream about you every night. Even when I'm with him.'"

Kaine threw the letter onto the table with the rest, laughed loudly and took a gulp of beer. "Next!" He muttered to the air. Slowly, he reached forward and took an unopened letter from the table. Without much care, the 26 year-old ripped the envolope and took out the letter and with a head slightly swaying, he squinted his eyes and tried to concentrate on the words.

"'Kaine.... I what? Oh. I remember when we spent those days and nights together. I always wished things didn't turn out like this' of course you do... 'and I really really think we were meant for each other.' Not quite. 'But alas' Alas! Fancy. 'we barely have enough time to spend together. But one day, if you love me, we could get together and...'" Snorting, Kaine didn't bother to read the whole letter. He threw away. It missed the table and fell onto the floor, among the other badly thrown letters. Making a burping sound, Kaine brought the can to his mouth, finished the beer inside, crushed it and threw it on the floor.

"Arrrrhh..." He growled. He wiped his face with his right hand before lifting it to his head and messing up his already messy brown hair. Then he dropped his head into his hands and wept.

Many blocks away, a much cleaner and much happier scene was happening. The sound of wine glass hitting against wine glass and flattering compliments overshadowed the soft sound of the whirring air-conditioner and a chef scolding a trainee in the kitchen. Jason walked in after his escort but was somewhat oblivious to the noises and the sights. All he could see was the blouse falling perfectly against her slim body; All he could hear was his heart pumping faster than usual.

"A table for two, please." The waitress smiled and bowed slightly at Jason's request. She then turned around and beckoned for the couple to follow.

Sitting merely two tables away, a man dressed in black pants and white shirt caught sight of a rather familiar man taking a seat. His girlfriend had long black hair, her features were that of an asian and she was what people would consider "pretty". What he considered was "headline story".

"So what may I order for you, fair lady?" Jason joked, looking at the assortment of food. He looked up at his date and saw doubt in her face. "Hey. Price isn't a problem. I'm from Hollywood remember?" Amber shrugged and bit her lip. "I'm just not used to eating this kind of food. It's usually leftovers or pizza for me." She explained.

"Here. How about you order No. 7? This is one of my favorites."

Amber smiled. "Okay."

The night fell like a cloak over the resturant. The dim orange light was causing a sort of drowsy effect on Jason and he feared his head would drop into his food any minute. The tension between him and his companion was loosening every few minutes. The periods of silence were lesser now, they had talked about hobbies, about life, about family.

"So tell me why you live in an apartment if you're so rich?"

Jason chewed on his steak before swallowing is down. "Well, to me everyone's pretty equal. So it's nothing that I'm an actor. I've seen people sacrifice their lives for others, they're far better than me. I don't need an extravagant house or alot of golden statue things, just a simple apartment. Rest of the money goes to my savings account and to charities."

She would never have thought of an actor like that. Amber realised that her impression of guys in TV shows or movies could be described as "Rich, Luxurious, Money-minded". Her date had certainly changed her opinion and somehow she could relate to him. He would have those nights alone, not at parties. He would have those days just wondering around and thinking, not in some posh mall with a heavy wallet.

The sky continued to darken. Sadly, the food on their plates were gone and they had to leave. The date was pretty much over.

"I had fun."

The time was 11. But to Jason, it seemed only a few minutes ago he had picked her up and now she was saying goodbye.

"Me too." He said.

"Well. This is it." Amber was standing on the doorsteps of her house with Jason infront of her.

"Yea..." His voice cracked as he said this and he cleared his throat. Then he looked up and met two dark brown eyes and was suddenly thrown into a daze.

Without thinking, he moved his head forward and their lips touched.

CHAPTER 5

2007-01-23T20:53:00.000+08:00

Roses and Riches.

Dating. Probably one of the things Kaine was famous for among the ladies. But what they would find out that Kaine was a professional at something else. Breaking up.

Which was why besides the fact that his longest relationship with a girl was 2 and a half months, he had woman just dreaming about going out with him.

Roses, poems, what type of music they loved, what shoe size, Kaine seemed to know his girl from top to bottom. He was the master of romance.

Which was why Jason didn't want his help.

"Dude... you foolish thing."

"Shut up Kaine." Jason said, putting on a black jacket and looking at himself in the mirror.

"Why don't you want my help?"

"Because I want to go out with Amber as Jason. Not as Kaine. I want her to get to know me. If I listen to your advice it's not going to be me."

"I'm better anyway." Murmured Kaine under his breath. He looked at his watch and begin and to feel concerned for his friend. "Mate, you've got half an hour left! Hurry up and pick a stupid jacket."

"I'm done with the jacket. I'm trying to see which tie fits...."

"Tie?" Jason flinched in surprise as Kaine grabbed the gray tie he had put on and pulled it away. "There, you look nice now."

"Thank you." Was the dry reply.

"Now... Got flowers?" Kaine looked up to see Jason frown and shake his head. "Cards?" No. "Chocolates?" No.

The blonde haired 25 year old sighed and patted his friend on the shoulder. "I told you you needed me."

Frustrated, Jason yelled for a few seconds and attempted to pull his hair out. "ARGH. What am going to do now? KAINE! HELP ME!"

"HAHA. See? I knew this was going to happen. I knew it! Can I say I told you so? I told you so. Oh I just did!"

"Whatever. Just help me!"

"I can't."

"What?"

"I can't. You've got 24 minutes left dude. You want me to like pull flowers outta my sleeve, man?"

"WHAT? But you said you could help me!"

"Yes... But not 20 minutes before! I mean you could have just accepted the fact I was better than you and asked me to help you."

"Kaine? You came 10 minutes ago."

"Well. I guess my timing's a little off today. Too bad for you. You know what? I'll be nice and give you some advice. Dude that totally rhymes. Anyway. Go gel up your hair, put some deodorant on, eat a mint, rush out, go buy flowers and then meet her. Hopefully you'll be in time."

Jason had no choice but to do what Kaine had asked him to do. He gelled his hair so it stood up ("The girls dig that, man!") and sprayed on some deodorant ("Really, when was the last time you bathed.") and had some mint ("So she doesn't suffer as much when you kiss her").

Nervously tugging at the sleeves of his shirt, Jason couldn't stop fidgeting, annoying Kaine greatly. The seemed to move faster than usual and he could barely notice the classical music playing anymore.

"You act as if you haven't done this before."

"Well, technically I haven't asked a total stranger out before. Plus she's pretty. And I'm.."

"Kaine's friend. So that's a really good thing."

"Uh huh."

The lift stopped and made a barely audible "ding" sound. Kaine strut out first, followed by his brown haired companion who was now touching his hair.

"Which car should I take?"

"Jason, you only have one."

"Oh. Yeah."

The couple walked out of the block of apartments and out to the main street. Jason's gray car stood next to the sidewalk, illuminated by the street lights. Kaine attempted to give his friend a hug only to get rejected. Jason then got into the car, started the engine, waved his last and sped off into the night.

Leaving Kaine standing on the sidewalk and feeling rather proud.

The time was 5.57pm. Jason was cutting it really close. He had bought the flowers and was driving to the cafe. The lights turned green and Jason slammed his foot down on the accelerator and screeched down the avenue.

Amazingly, right on the dot, Jason arrived just outside the cafe. A faint shadow stood in the night and as it walked out into the light, he could see clearly it was in fact a rather good looking Amber.

"Hey." Was the first thing Amber said after opening the car door. Jason took a moment to study the 24 year old. She was dressed in jeans and a white tee-shirt and without the dull-colored apron on, Jason realized she had a very good figure. Her hair was tied neatly in a ponytail and the make-up on her face made her smile even brighter.

"Hey! Sorry I made you wait."

"No need to apologize, I just got here anyway."

"Oh, okay. Hop in!"

Amber stepped into the car and slid into the seat. The strong scent of perfume wafted into Jason's nose and dazed him for a second.

"So where are we going?" His date asked, buckling her seatbelt.

Jason took hold of the steering wheel and started to drive down the road. "It's this restaurant that's... you know what? You'll find out when you get there. I'm not very good at describing. What can I say? There's food and rather glamorous waiters."

"Haha. Okay, I think I get the picture."

The two laughed for a minute but the laughter died down and silence took over. The car halted at yet another traffic light and the engine seemed louder than usual. Jason wrecked his head for ideas on how to start a conversation. Then he remembered the flowers.

"OH YES," Jason reached behind him and withdrew a rather crumpled bouquet of roses and handed them to Amber, arm shaking slightly, "For you. ARGH." He flattened out the transparent plastic and smoothed down the petals, then turned to his date again and smiled, "For you. Sorry... I kind of sat on it."

Amber giggled and took the flowers, taking in a whiff of the wondrous scent. "Thanks." She smiled then noticed the change in traffic light. "Oh. There goes the light."

"What? Oh-" Jason quickly turned back to the road and continued driving.

okay. guess wat? this chap took me FOUR DAYS. FOUR! and its so short. ARGH. im losing it. and i ended the chapter like this cos i cant think of anything to else. SO COMMENT U!! COMMENT!!
yeeea.

CHAPTER 4

2007-01-13T17:39:00.000+08:00

I have trouble remembering the fact that Jason has BROWN HAIR and not BLONDE HAIR. and i cant remember if i wrote their age. So if u read a part where i wrote one of their ages, TELL ME. cos i cant remember. anyway temporarily i shall make Jason a 24 yr old, Kaine a 26 year old and Karyn and Amber are both 24. yay me.

Coffee And Cameras Don't Go. Or Maybe They Do.

"So then I took the napkin and I wanted to walk away but I couldn't just ignore the guy just because I didn't know his name and if i ignored him he might have felt neglected so i turned to him but he just stared and I was so tempted to check my face to see if there was a pimple or something cos he just kept staring and he wouldn't stop but then the Kaine guy threw this napkin ball at him and he woke up and then he took the napkin and signed it but-"

"Excuse me?"

"-he avoided looking at me which made me feel really awakward so I walked away and now I-"

"Amber!"

"-feel like I did something wrong which I didn't right? Cause all I did was ask for an autograph and that's not-"

"Amber look behind you."

"-illegal right?" Amber stopped. "What?"

"Look-" Karyn grabbed her colleague by the shoulders and spun her around.

Eyes widened in shock, the 24 year old female could feel her cheeks warm up. Not knowing what to do next, she held up a hand and waved. "Hello."

"Hi." Jason smiled and made eye contact only to look away after a few seconds. He put his hands in his pockets and shuffled uncomfortable. Mind racing, the thespian took deep breaths and finally summoned enough courage to look at the waitress and ask her when she finished work.

"Um... at 5. Why?" Thoughts were flying around in her mind and her heart was beating faster than usual. Why did he want to know when she stopped work?

"Okay. Well since we can't go for lunch.. then maybe you want to.. go.. for... dinner?" Before Amber could answer, Jason quickly remembered something and cut in, "Oh yes, my name is Jason. And I am a very noble guy and will not try to do anything funny to you. Eh."

"My name's Amber... Um.. And I don't mind dinner."

"Erm.. okay.. well. I shall pick you up... here? Outside the cafe. At 6?"

"Okay."

"Okay. Well, bye. I got to drink the coffee. Cause coffee is for drinking.. and not for being left on the table." Jason forced a chuckle but quickly cleared his throat as soon as he realised he was the only one laughing. "Okay, um. Goodbye." Without looking back, he turned around and walked, or more like ran, back to his seat, sat down and knocked his head repeatedly against the wooden table.

Amber stood montionless for awhile, then she turned around to face her friend and as soon as reality hit her, she started jumping up and down.

"Omigosh! OMIGOSH." She grabbed Karyn by the shoulders and started to shake her in excitement. "JASON JUST ASKED ME OUT. HE ASKED ME OUT OMIGOSH." She exclaimed, making sure she wasn't too loud.

"Yes, I KNOW. I was standing right behind you! And you are a horrible conversationist under pressure."

"Well," Amber walked further back to the counter, rubbing her arms, "It was scary! I mean. He's all hot. And I'm all... smelling like coffee and not looking my best. I was afraid I was going to say something wrong and then he wouldnt like me and then he would think I'm weird and then he would walk away and I would have nightmares of being reject by him repeatedly!"

Karyn laughed and put a reassuring arm around her friend's shouder. "I think he already thinks you're weird, that's why he asked you out!"

Meanwhile, among the oblivious customers were two men. One was very amused and the other was panicking.

"WHAT DID I DO?!?!"

Kaine threw his hands in the air and said with much cheer, "You just asked someone out! YAY JASON!"

Jason, however, begged to differ. He shook his head and said, "Nonononononononono.... why? Now I have to get spiffy clothes. And think of smart things to say. And and and..."

"And kiss her?"

"Are you crazy? It's just our first date! I can't kiss her! I don't think I should even touch her! I think I'm going to die! KAINE AM I PALING?"

"No you are not going to die! You are fine. You are just a little stressed out because you are a lonely man who hasn't dated for a long time. But you are happy aren't you? Huh? Happy cause you finally get to go out with a girl. And a pretty one that you keep staring at."

Jason looked at Kaine, then looked at his coffee. He watched the tiny bubbles float on the swirling liquid as he searched his mind. Was Kaine right? Was he really happy?

"I am happy! Wow. I am." Jason looked at his friend and smiled.

As far as he knew, he wanted her.

I AM DONE. blah. chapter 5 is coming. TWO CHAPTERS IN A DAY. congratulate me! read and comment. and i shall do a jig for you.

CHAPTER 3

2007-01-13T16:29:00.000+08:00

Doing What I Say Applies To You But Not Me

"Sure." Kaine removed a napkin from it's holder, withdrew a pen and signed his name. Smiling, He passed the napkin to the waitress then went back to his coffee. Next, Amber turned to Jason only to see him staring straight at her. Not knowing what to say, she simply stuck out the pen and napkin before Jason and smiled.

And smiled.

Jason wasn't moving. He was sitting and staring, ignoring the request for an autograph. Finally, after a few rather awkward seconds, Kaine took a napkin, crushed it into a ball and threw it at the brown-haired head opposite him.

"OW! WHAT THE- " It was as if Jason had fallen asleep with his eyes open and just woke up with a shock. He looked around, confused, and then laid eyes on the napkin Amber was holding out.

"Oh.. my autograph? Okay." Amber watched as Jason took the pen and napkin and signed his name. Then he gave it back to her but quickly turned his attention back to his coffee.

"Um thanks...." The waitress hesitated before taking a step back then finally walking away. Once out of earshot, Kaine reached over and whacked his friend on the head.

"OUCH! WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM, MAN?"

"What's my problem? YOU ARE MY PROBLEM. Do you know how embarrassing it is when you do that... that thing? That staring... in a trance thing? IF YOU LIKE HER, ASK HER OUT."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"That waitress. Black hair? Brown eyes? Asian? Pretty? The one you keep staring at? The one who probably thinks you are an escapee from the Mental Institude? You like her, don't you?"

"No. I just find her... cheeks... very interesting."

Kaine dropped his head into his hands. "I currently can't remember why I hang out with you. HER CHEEKS? At least come up with something less stupid!"

"Okay then. I think she has nice... dimples. Yea she has really nice dimples."

Sighing, his redhead companion looked down at his coffee as he gave it a stir. Then he lifted the cup by it's porcelain handle and sipped.

Jason looked down and asked, "So I should ask her out?"

"Oh yes! You've finally said something sensible today!" Exclaimed Kaine, opening his eyes wide in mock suprise and directing them at Jason.

"But I can't. I don't even know her!"

"So? Look, just ask her for her name, tell her your name and TADA! Friends! Then ask her if she wants to go out for lunch. And you've got a date! You'll be happy, I'll be happy because you'll be happy, hopefully, she'll be happy, the whole world smiles more and they save the polar bears."

And chapter 3 is done. It is short, I KNOW. but dont rub it in. im going to do chapter 4 now. COMMENT!

CHAPTER 2

2007-01-09T19:10:00.000+08:00

Coffee Is Always The No. 1 Priority

Placing the pen back into her pocket, Amber walked casually to the counter until she was safely behind it. Then she ran up to her good friend, Karyn, who didn't seem to know what she was doing with the coffee-maker.

"HEY HEY! Guess what?"

"Somehow some guy lost his hand to a coffee-maker and now coffee-making machines are forever banned in this world?"

"No! No.. Look, look!" Amber grabber her friend by the shoulders and spun her around so she was facing the tables of customers. "Look at that table, over there.."

Squinting her eyes, Karyn tried to focus on what Amber was pointing to. All she saw was two guys; the redhead seemed to be rather amused by his friend who was furiously telling him off.

"Yea...? Nothing unusual..."

"Look that guy! The one with the red hair, HE IS KAINE... Kaine... something. HE'S THAT TV STAR GUY. And the other guy? The one who's is attempting to throw the pepper shaker at the Kaine guy? HE'S THE GUY WHO PLAYS BRENDON IN THAT SHOW THAT'S ON EVERY TUESDAY AT 3PM."

"Oh you DO pay attention to what you're watching on TV, don't you!" Karyn commented, her voice dripping with sacarsm. Then she turned back to the coffee-maker and smiled with amusement, "Well go get they're autograph or something!"

"Aw, come on, you know me!" Amber folded her arms, "I am not that immature!" She whined.

"If you say so."

Seconds passed. Kaine had managed to convince Jason not to kill him in a cafe and now they were sitting down, not engaged in a conversation, just waiting for their drinks. The cafe was filled with voices of customers, talking about things that ranged from pets to business. Waitresses moved swiftly among the polished wooden table serving delightful smelling coffee and a variety of tentalizing treats.

From behind the counter, a young waitress professionally worked the coffee-maker and as a result, produced two cups of swirling black liquid emitting a bitter fragrance. A fellow colleague eagerly swooped it up and walked towards a table.

"Your coffee, sir."

"Thanks.. you again!" Kaine said before taking a sip of coffee and realising it was scalding hot.

Amber smiled and placed Jason's cup on the table. She then turned around but turned back to face Kaine.

"Yes?" The 24 year old enquired.

"I...I..." The waitress blushed then took a deep breath. "Could I get your autograph?"

that's it. I TOOK A LONG TIME TO DO THIS. im going to camp tmr. BYEBYE. see ya! my knee hurts.

CHAPTER ONE. whoo.

2007-01-05T19:31:00.000+08:00

Here's What Hollywood Made (this is a title thing. haha TITLES ARE SO "IN")

The wind blew gently on Jason's stubbled face as he accepted the pen and signed on the crumpled piece of paper. Not forgetting to smile, he handed the paper back and the two squealing girls continued to blush bright pink even as they walked away.

"That girl looks like Natalie."

A rather good-looking man with flaming red hair rolled his eyes and sighed under his breath.

"Every girl in the city looks like Natalie to you! I'm not suprised if one day you tell me that I share some sort of resemblence to her too."

Jason quickened his speed so he could walk right beside the other man. "Oh but you do!" He quipped. Then he smiled innocently, causing his handsome features to get even more charming.

From afar, people might mistake Jason Hardislaye to be just another guy going out for a drink. This was because he was simply clad in a white shirt and a pair of jeans. No make-up, no scary body guards; just accompanied by another guy that could be easily mistaken for his brother.

But being noticed was neither what Kaine and Jason yearned for. They merely longed for a single cup of coffee.

"Really, Jason. You should stop thinking about her!" Kaine exclaimed, waving his hand in annoyance. Then with the same hand, he pushed open the door and walked in. Jason followed behind, with an amused smile on his face.

"Aw c'mon, I came here for coffee, not a lecture!"

"Well you're gonna get both." Kaine took his seat opposite Jason and opened the menu."What'll you have?"

"The usual." His brown-haired companion mumbled. Then he reached for the pepper shaker and studied it, even going so far as to give it a sniff.

"Right. So where was I?"

Placing the shaker back and directed his attention to the lines of the wooden table, Jason didnt look up but answered, "You were about to call for a waitress and order our food?"

Kaine sat back in his chair and sighed. "I was talking about how you should get a new girlfriend."
A nod was all Kaine got in return.

"Seriously Jason... ARGH can you stop staring at the table and listen to me?!!?"

"Okay okay..." Jason looked up at Kaine and grinned widely. "I'm all ears, Kaine."

"Right. Would you act your age please?" Jason's grin inverted into an exaggerated frown. "Oh very funny haha I am laughing. LISTEN TO ME! GET A GIRLFRIEND. NOW. OR SOON. I don't care what colour or size or if she is even human JUST GET ONE."

"Why? Why are you so fussed up, I mean it's MY LIFE not yours. How does me being single affect you anyway? Worried people might think we're gay?"

"No! OF COURSE NOT. I don't know why I even bother anyway. But the fact, is we're good friends and I think it would MUCH better for your reputation if you had a girlfriend."

"You mean my reputation as the sexy, woman-eating guy on some TV show?" Jason yawned and held his head with his hands. "Are we gonna drink coffee or not?"

"Wait. Look you're a FAMOUS CELEBRITY GUY okay? We both are! And while all our colleagues and well, me, are getting really hot girls, you just complain about how you wished you and Natalie hadn't broken up cos now you're all depressed and blah... get over it, man! MOVE ON. Go pick up a girl with one of your smart lines and cute smiles!"

"I can't. I'm a long relationship kind of person. Not a date-some-girl-Iknow-nothing-about-then-marry-her-on-some-deserted-island kind of person. Biiig difference."

Kaine sighed. He turned around and called for a waiter then turned back to Jason. "You're in Hollywood! Celebrities aren't long relationship people. Some are. But you shouldnt be! You shouldn't wait for some special girl to start a relationship with. No need for your stupid principle about making friends with a girl first then going to the next level. Just go flirt with some pretty girl. Trust me, it's just as satisfying."

Shaking his head in disapproval, Jason ran his fingers through his short brown hair and closed his eyes. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and saw Kaine staring right back at him. "I don't know. I can't. I'm not like that! And I'm tired. I need my coffeeeeee...."

"And what kind will that be, sir? Or sirs. Or misters?" The question gave Kaine and Jason quite a shock; neither had noticed the waitress standing beside their table with a pen ready and a rather confused smile.

"Sorry. I'm new at this so I really am not sure how I'm supposed to address custom- LOYAL customers like you." Grinning as she said this, the waitress seemed to have put herself in a rather awkward position.

"This is our first time here."

"Oh." The grin turned into a frown and changed into an embarassed smile. "Haha. Sorry..." She said, fiddling with her long black hair nervously.

Kaine chuckled and looked at the menu again. "No apologies. Um.. I'll have a Double Expresso and my friend over here would have that coffee he always drinks at other cafes which is...." He traced the menu with his finger and finally stopped at an item. "This."

The waitress quickly jolted down the orders on her notepad and when she was done, looked at Kaine and asked, "Will that be all?"

"Will that be all, Jason?" Jason didn't seem to have heard Kaine though. Instead, he was staring at the waitress with his mouth open and didn't react when Kaine waved a hand infront of his face.

"Jaaaason..." Turning to the waitress, he shrugged and explained, "Don't mind Kaine. Sometimes I wonder if he's mentally unstable."

The waitress smiled and nodded, then left the table and headed to the counter.

"Jason. JASON. JASON!! WAKE UP."

Still motionless.

"Jason SNAP OUT OF IT. Omigosh are you drooling? That is gross. JASON!! HELLO!! GOOD MORNING!! JASON. JASON!! ALIENS ARE ATTACKING YOUR APARTMENT AND STEALING YOUR XBOX!"

Slightly frustrated, Kaine wrecked his head for a way to get his friend to act normal again and stop staring into the space where the waitress had been only seconds ago.

"Argh. You are embarassing me. JASON!! I WILL KIL- wait. I KNOW!" The red haired thespain looked past his friend's shouder and at the door. "Hey... ISN'T THAT NATALIE?"

"WHAT WHERE?!?!" The idea worked. Jason was awoken from his trance. But Kaine hadn't expected him to jump out of his seat and run to the door. Pressing his face on the glass, he scanned the scene for his ex-girlfriend and when he realized she wasn't even in the city. He stomped back to his table and pointed threateningly at his rather amused friend.

"Liar!"

OKAY. this is done. i shall go watch TV now. BLAH TO YOU TOO.
any comments? COMMENT at the comment thingy below *points*
every time you tell me you like it, IT MAKES MY DAY.

oh heyhey

2007-01-02T16:27:00.000+08:00

guess wat? i changed the plot. NOT LIKE ANYONE'S GONNA READ IT ANYWAY.

haha. here's ur first look at chapter one.

"Really, Jason. You should stop thinking about her!" Kaine waved his hand in annoyance. Then with the same hand, he pushed the door open and walked in. Jason followed behind, with an amused smile on his face.

"Aw c'mon, I came here for coffee, not a lecture!"

"Well you're gonna get both." Kaine took his seat opposite Jason and opened the menu."What'll you have?"

"The usual." Jason mumbled. He grabbed the pepper shaker and observed it in his hands, even going so far as to sniff it. Then he placed the shaker back and stared at the wooden table.

"Right. So where was I?"

Tracing the lines of the table, Jason didnt look up but answered, "You were about to call for a waitress and order our food?"

Kaine sat back in his chair and sighed. "I was talking about how you should get a new girlfriend."
A nod was all Kaine got in return.

"Seriously Jason... ARGH can you stop staring at the table and listen to me?!!?"

"Okay okay..." Jason looked up at Kaine and grinned widely. "I'm all ears, Kaine."

"Right. Would you act your age please?" Jason's grin inverted into an exaggerated frown. "Oh very funny haha I am laughing. LISTEN TO ME! GET A GIRLFRIEND. NOW. OR SOON. I don't care what colour or size or if she is even human JUST GET ONE."

"Why? Why are you so fussed up, I mean it's MY LIFE not yours. How does me being single affect you anyway? Worried people might think we're gay?"

"No! OF COURSE NOT. I don't know why I even bother anyway. But the fact is we're good friends and I think it would MUCH better for your reputation if you get a girlfriend."

Jason yawned and held his head with his hands. "Are we gonna drink coffee or not?"

"Wait. Look you're a FAMOUS CELEBRITY GUY okay? We both are! And while all our colleagues and well, me, are getting really hot girls, you just complain about how you and Natalie have been dating for 2 years and now you've broken up and you're sad.... Just get over it okay?"
"I can't. I'm a long relationship kind of person."

Kaine sighed. He turned around and called for a waiter then turned back to Jason. "You're in Hollywood! Celebrities aren't long relationship people. Some are. But you shouldnt be! You shouldn't wait for some special girl to start a relationship with. Just go flirt with some pretty girl. Trust me, it's just as satisfying."

Shaking his head in disapproval, Jason ran his fingers through his short brown hair and closed his eyes. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and saw Kaine staring right back at him. "I don't know. I can't. I'm not like that! And I'm tired. I need my coffeeeeee...."

okay. i would like to write more but im running out of juice. so yar. comments are welcomed with BIG FAT OPEN ARMS!