Star Power by Zoey Dean

Author:Zoey Dean
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Group US

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

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Thursday October 1

Mac stood in Emily’s hair and makeup trailer, staring at the circus surrounding her starlet. Lisette the manicurist was filing her nails, Theadora the costume designer was holding shirts up to Emily’s face, Tina was misting Emily’s forehead with Evian, and Robyn was applying a sticky gel to the ends of her hair. The tall PA was scribbling Emily’s M Café de Chaya order on pages of an old script.

“Wonder what Shane’s psychic said today?” Tina mused to the group.

Everyone laughed loudly, even Emily. Mac didn’t understand what was so hilarious—especially when Emily hadn’t said more than hello to her since Disneyland. Everything she did was for the good of Team Emily—including MNMD: Mission No More Davey. She was going to tell him, as soon as possible, that being together was not an option. She’d been weak, flirting with him at Disneyland, and now she had to be strong, for the good of Emily, their friendship, and both of their careers. Unfortunately, Emily would never know about Mac’s sacrifice or be able to thank her for it. And there was nothing Mac hated more than not getting credit where credit was due.

Mac was even crabbier because between Becks, Coco, and Emily, her phone was ringing nonstop. She was beginning to feel like she needed an assistant just to take calls. And then, as if on cue, Mac’s phone rang again.

“Hey Becksie! What’s up?” Mac chirped, channeling her inner Adrienne.

The trailer was silent, and Emily shot Mac a stern look. “Can you take that outside?”

Diva much? Mac thought to herself, but she rolled her eyes and decided it was a good moment to get breakfast anyway. At least that way she and Emily could have some space. Without a word, Mac sauntered out of the trailer, letting the door slam behind her.

“So I still don’t know what to wear to the photo shoot tomorrow,” Becks whined, as Mac walked toward the catering tent. “They don’t use stylists ’cause they want it to be authentic—”

“Authentic is just another word for ugly,” Mac interrupted, spooning fresh blueberries onto her plain Greek yogurt and stack of cinnamon challah French toast. “You do know that, right?”

“Um . . .” Becks paused. “No?”

Ordinarily Mac would have been happy to debate the semantics of authentic versus ugly but she had just spotted Davey Woodward coming toward her. She knew that she could fix Becks’s authenticity issues with a phone call, but what she had to take care of in person, right that second, was Davey.

“Don’t worry, I’m on it,” Mac said. “Ciao bella!” Without waiting for her friend’s reply, Mac ended the call and tucked the phone into her pocket.

Davey stood in front of her, his thumbs tucked into his Diesel jeans. “Hey, check this out.” He pulled out his iPhone to show Mac a picture he’d taken of them on Big Thunder Railroad at Disneyland. It was actually a really cute shot—they were leaning into each other, Davey’s mouth wide open in an excited yell, Mac’s head thrown back in exhilaration.

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