Outside Hollywood (closed for ilikeitlikethat18)

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Shane Rison was 33 years old, an Academy Award nominated producer, the new scion of a Hollywood dynasty, and currently embroiled in a shouting match on his front lawn with his new ex-girlfriend.

Shane had never been the winner when it came to love like when it came to making movies. For movies, he knew the right story for the time to get people in the theaters, he knew the right story structure to keep them hooked, he knew just the right amount of controversy to get them talking, but mostly, he knew exactly the right people to work on exactly the right film. He screwed all of that up when it came to women, especially the bit about the right people at the right time.

Shane had lived through the public breakup of his parents, his dad was a critically acclaimed writer/director, ad his mom was his father's muse, a beautiful starlet who grew into a brilliant actress. It didn't work because his mother was a grounded individual who made time for her craft but didn't let it interfere with her family, while his father put art before everything else. Shane should have hated his father for that, but he had too much sense when it came to showbiz, and he knew his dad was far too great of an artist to be hated.

The ill-fated parents of Shane were also born into successful showbiz families, Shane's parents defied the odds and eclipsed their own parents and Shane was following in their footsteps. Unfortunately, his parents also eclipsed their own parents when it came to failed relationships, and Shane, much to his dismay, was doing the same.

Carmelita, Shane's latest ex, was carrying on in the driveway of his Hollywood Hills mansion. The Brazilian model was shouting in her native tongue while carrying two large suitcases. Shane couldn't understand a word she was saying, but he had some pretty accurate guesses. She had been his first long term relationship after his divorce to an entirely different kind of person.

Opposed to the knockout beauty of Carmelita, Shane was married to an avant garde indie actress and part time comedian. Their breakup had been widely publicized, probably much like his current breakup would. His other relationships had been reported on as well, and he had dated a wide range of women, and none of them stuck. He wasn't sure if it was himself, or his actions, but he couldn't make things work. He thought maybe he didn't try hard enough.

After about an hour of front yard battle, Carm drove away and Shane figured it was time to get out in the world. He showered, shaved and put on a t shirt, jeans, and a casual blazer. He arrived at the coffee shop near his office about twenty minutes later and waited for his order to come up.

 

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Alison Martens, newly 20 years old and a budding “actress”, was attempting to keep herself from going completely broke while pursuing her career in acting. The first step she had taken was as cliché as it came, getting in the porn industry. Fortunately, the director had understood her wanting to keep it as low key as possible, and picked certain roles for her that wouldn’t ruin her reputation. Many porn actresses did cross over, but many built up such a reputation for themselves that nobody wanted to hire them for regular gigs.

She knew she had her looks going for her and she was quite intelligent, but the acting industry was just so difficult to break into. Her boyfriend Ellis had moved with her to support her in her career choice, but had promptly dumped her when he found out what her first step had been. Since then, she hadn’t dated anyone. Of course, she’d been pursued, on and off set, but she still hadn’t found anyone to keep her interest. The sex was enough to keep Alison feeling relatively calm and sated, and she was able to keep her sights set on her goal.

Walking down the sidewalks of the city, Alison often found herself being stared at. Before starring in any porn films, she knew that it was just her looks, but now she wondered if it was because they recognized her. She wore sunglasses when she went out in public usually, not because of her ego, but for her privacy. Often she was photographed by paparazzi before they realized she was “nobody famous.”

Over a year had passed since she had been promised a successful acting career and so far, all she had done was porn! She hadn’t done more than a couple commercials and one magazine modeling gig. She was frustrated and fed up. Sitting on the couch, she flipped through her small book of DVD’s from her agent, feeling a bit ashamed of herself. This had never been what she wanted for herself. Shaking her head, she decided she needed to get some air. She packed up her laptop and headed for the coffee shop a few blocks away from her little apartment, ordering a hot cup of tea and a piece of coffee cake.
Allison

 

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While Shane waited for his black coffee, he flipped through the emails and texts on his iPhone. He took off his sunglasses and hooked them on the front of his shirt so he could see his screen. Most of the messages were from his managers, agent, and assistant. A few were from friends looking to go out some night soon or to set up meetings about working together soon. Shane promptly deleted flirtatious messages from women he had worked with in the past.

As Shane deleted those messages he said sarcastically, "God, that's just what I need." He didn't realize he said it out loud and saw the blond he was waiting next to and said, "Sorry, didn't know I said that out loud."

 

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Allison shrugged at the man standing next to her, a warm smile on her face as she peered at him over her sunglasses. "Stressful day?" she asked kindly, noticing how stressed out and upset he looked as he jabbed at his iPhone screen. She also took into account his expensive looking clothes, though that didn't matter quite as much as how handsome he was.

"I'm sure the coffee will help." she said, as his coffee was set on the pick-up counter. She leaned forward to look at the cup. "Shane." she grinned. "I'm Allison."

 

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Shane looked at the young girl in front of him and processed what he saw. His heart screamed out about the beautiful woman standing next to him. His brain processed the makeup of the woman, and Shane realized it was someone he had never seen before. A regular person, Shane thought. He continued to think and dream of his life without the flash bulbs of the paparazzi. To himself, Shane uttered, that such a woman would be the perfect fit.

She had acknowledged him at the coffee shop. Something like that had happened before the young producer, more than once. He smiled at the girl and asked," So this is me," pointing at the coffee cup, "what are you getting?"

 

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Allison tugged her dress back into place as she leaned against the counter next to Shane. He looked a little cocky, but she wasn't against that as long as it wasn't totally over the top. And he was definitely rich. Possibly even involved in the biz, she guessed. The way he was looking at her made her realize that he didn't recognize her. Without thinking of it, she took off her sunglasses and smiled at him.

"I have a tea coming and a little piece of cake. I love their cake here." she winked at him as her order was set on the counter.

"Do you want to sit down with me?" she asked casually, pointing to the only available table with two chairs.

 

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Shane thought about all of the work he had to do at the office, and all of the people he had to talk to, and worse all of the people he had to listen to complain. He really should have been heading to work, but the offer from the young beauty was too tempting. He decided to take her up on her offer, besides he had already been yelled at too much that day.

"I'd love to," he accepted and sat down, "so, Allison, what have you got planned for this beautiful day?"

He thought about asking her what she did for a living, but he didn't want to hear that she was hoping to break in to the biz, worse, he didn't want her to ask him what he did. He took a sip from his coffee, clumsily as it was too hot for him, and waited for her response.

 

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Allison sat down in one of the chairs, crossing her slender, toned legs. She smiled at him as she blew lightly on her tea to cool it down, grasping the mug firmly. She nibbled at the coffee cake, licking her lower lip to ensure no spare crumbs were missed. Eyeing him very obviously, she shrugged. "Today was one of the few days I didn't have much of a plan. Catch up on some computer stuff and emails mostly." she gestured to her laptop bag.

"What about you, seemed like something important there on your cellphone." she winked as she finally took a sip of her tea.

 

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Shane chuckled at her suggestion and the wink.

"Nothing important ever has anything to do with what's on my phone," he scoffed light heartedly, "it's all just a bunch of people who don't deserve the attention they seek."

He paused for a moment to reflect on the end of his answer. It sounded morose and gloomy. He sounded pessimistic, but at the moment he had been feeling good talking to the woman drinking her tea carefully, eating the pastry cautiously. He liked what he had been doing, sitting at the table, making small talk with a beautiful woman.

"No plans today?" he asked, "What do your days normally consist of?"

 

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Ali smiled as he brushed off the idea that his phone could have anything important on it. Then he made a comment about attention seekers and she had to stop herself from rolling her eyes in his face. She couldn't believe he had been so arrogant as to say something like that. He must be someone important.

She sipped her tea again, happy that it was finally cooling off. Nibbling at a corner of her pastry, she shrugged. She had a fake job that she told people about when they asked outside of the porn industry or the acting industry. "I'm an artist. And I... sell art." she smiled, "What do you do, Shane?"

 

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An artist? Shane had no idea what she meant by that. He thought he had just stepped on a landmine and was talking to another dreamer. But she was beautiful and rather confident, something different from the insecure people he always found himself around.

He could tell she wasn't being upfront with him, so when she asked about his job, he wasn't about to divulge any more information than she had. His phone buzzed in his pocket, he ignored it.

"I put out fires all day long," Shane said rather bluntly.

 

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Allison's eyebrows leapt upwards as he blurted out that he put out fires all night long. She had seemingly offended this guy somehow, but she wasn't sure if it was with her slight misspeaking of her job or if it was the way she kept staring at him, checking out his broad chest and tight body underneath his shirt. She briefly wondered what he really did. The way he dressed and his constant checking of his phone implied he may be in the business. He was certainly in the right area for it.

"What kind of fires?" she said with a smile, pushing the cake towards him, offering him a bite.

 

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Shane held up his hand to the cake and said, "No, thanks, I'm good."

He set his phone down and took a sip of his coffee. It tasted good, and he was sure the cake would go great with his beverage, but he had a big lunch planned and didn't want to kill his appetite.

"As for the fires," he said, knowing he was probably piquing the interest of the drop dead gorgeous, self-proclaimed artist he was with, "I'm a producer. So I deal with huge egos on a daily basis."

He knew he probably sounded ungrateful, but he had become so jaded as of late. Maybe it was his failures with women, or the fact that the days of his grandfather's work had seemed so glamorous and romantic compared the movies and television shows that Shane worked on. He was really taken by the woman though, and didn't want her thinking he was a miserable prick.

"But," he qualified his previous statement, "I'm lucky I get to do it."

 

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She sipped her tea delicately and merely smiled and nodded as he drank his coffee and politely turned down the cake. Maybe he had already eaten. Or planned on it. Her stomach rumbled. The cake was definitely not enough to fill her!

Allison listened intently as he talked about what he did and what the "fires" were. She had suspected he wasn't a fireman and had merely been using an expression. She raised her eyebrows as he talked about egos, suspecting yet again that he probably had one of his own. But he went on to say that he was lucky to have his job.

"What type of producer are you?" she said politely, hoping she wasn't being too pushy.

 

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That same familiar trail had started to open itself up to Shane. Tell a young woman you're in the business and suddenly they're all ears. He didn't care much, after all, being in LA, most people want some slice of fame, he didn't blame the women of the past. However, Allison had seemed a little different from the get-go, and at that moment Shane was ready to open up a bit and tell her about what he did. He was captivated by her beauty and attitude and he wanted to find out about her as well.

"Mostly movies," Shane answered, "theatrical releases, but I've had my hand in a couple of TV shows too."

 

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Allison kept her cool and didn't act too excited, nor did she appear bored. She just responded the way she would if someone was telling her they were in any job field: respectfully and with interest. She didn't want to seem like she was a gold digger of some sort or just any other actress wanting to break in.

"That's very cool. From what I know, that takes a lot of work to get there and stay there. Do you mind if I ask how you got into the business?" She straightened her clothes realizing she'd shifted and exposed a bit too much skin. On her thighs she had tattoos which she was always afraid to show and expose herself for the films she'd done.

 

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Shane couldn't help but be taken in by the freshly exposed skin of his coffee companion. She certainly was beautiful, and to Shane she seemed to have more of an edgier look than what he was typically used to. That edgier look intrigued him. He was suddenly growing much more interested in the woman across from him. It was mostly physcial, but he didn't mind that they were having a somewhat pleasant conversation, if it was boring. Most hot blondes in Hollywood couldn't articulate well enough to make conversation something other than an absolute chore. No, this Allison is different, Shane thought.

"Uh, well," Shane started. He didn't want to hold it out that he was a member of Hollywood royalty. Firstly, he thought he was driven and talented enough to have made it as far as he had without the Rison name. Secondly, but related, he didn't want this woman who had piqued his interest to think he was just some pompous grandson of an old time Hollywood icon.

"It's a family business," Shane decided to be vague.

Shane checked his phone and noticed he had to get to his office soon for a meeting, but he wanted to see more of Allison and decided to pose the question. "Say, I have to get to the office, but would you mind if I called you later?"

 

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Allison blushed slightly as she noticed Shane glancing down at her bare shoulders and the bottoms of her thighs as she pulled down her skirt to cover herself. She was glad it was the first time she had noticed him looking at her, which told her that Shane seemed to actually be taken with the way she could uphold a conversation and not just her body. Most guys assumed she was stupid, because she was a hot blonde. Her mostly-skinny, runway looking body got her plenty of advances, but that wasn't enough for her, because she could care less what people thought of her looks.

She noticed Shane being vague and hesitant about who he was and what he did. She decided that he must be someone important, or else he would be bragging openly. She also decided she wouldn't be pushy or nag him to answer. That would just be obnoxious and she rather liked the guy.

"That would be excellent." she took out a silver pen and jotted her name and number down on a napkin, handing it to him. "I do hope you really call." she said with a smile, getting up and waving at him as she exited the coffee shop, her slim hips swaying.