Sunset Boulevard by Zoey Dean

Author:Zoey Dean
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Motion pictures, Performing Arts, City & Town Life, Fiction, Interpersonal relations, JUV014000, Beverly Hills (Calif.), Siblings, Dating & Sex, Sisters, Production and direction, Social Issues, Girls & Women, Film & Video, Juvenile Fiction, Motion pictures - Production and direction, United States, Schools, People & Places, Friendship, Lifestyles, Los Angeles (Calif.), Family, General, Dating (Social customs), High schools, Fame, Film
ISBN: 9780316031820
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2009-08-01T06:55:25+00:00

The 101 Coffee Shop teemed with teenage hipsters in skinny jeans, beat-up Vans, and ironic tees. Right now, they were all staring at Amelie, who stuck out like something larger and more glittery than a sore thumb in her sugary white dress. Her new white metallic Chloé bag seemed to scream, I cost more than a used Hyundai! under the low lights. A girl with rumpled black hair wore an American Apparel tee screen-printed with Amelie as Fairy Princess, Miley Cyrus as Hannah Montana, and Demi Lovato, all standing beneath the words Girl Power? She whispered something to her guy friends, and the table laughed caustically.

The 101 looked like a family room from the 1970s, and it was poorly lit. A long cordovan banquette ran along one wall that was a mosaic of flat brown, white, and beige rocks. Along the other wall were booths in the same brown hue, each table beneath a dangling spherical light fixture. Amelie finally spotted Hunter, sitting alone at the booth farthest from the door. He gave her a little wave.

She slid into the booth, feeling his eyes on her. Even sitting down, Hunter’s five feet eleven inches of gorgeous was apparent. He leaned forward, his chiseled jaw resting atop one of his muscular forearms.

“Hey, Amelie,” he said, reaching over to touch her arm. “I’m glad you could make it. I ordered us both cappuccinos, hope that’s okay.”

Amelie nodded. “Yeah, that’s fine,” she said, pleased that he’d ordered for her. It meant he’d been thinking about her before she arrived. Hunter stared forlornly at his reflection in the stainless-steel napkin dispenser. Amelie wondered if they were on a date. If so, why was Hunter acting like it was the end of the world?

“Is everything okay?” she asked gently. Maybe he’d been regretting that they hadn’t seen each other since the night of Lewis Buford’s party. Or maybe he felt shy about what he’d said that night, when he’d admitted he couldn’t resist her.

Hunter heaved a sigh. “No,” he said, glancing up with a polite nod as the waitress set down a cappuccino in front of each of them. “I’ve never been fired before, Amelie.”

Oh. So he wasn’t thinking about them; he was still caught up in getting the boot from Class Angel. “I don’t think I’d call it fired, Hunter,” she said, giving him her best soothing smile. She wished she knew whether to listen wholeheartedly or try to flirt him out of his doldrums. “I don’t think you were bad. I think producers just get ideas in their heads sometimes and think they need to change things.” It was true. Sometimes studios made last-minute changes just to exert their power. But after watching the dailies, Amelie knew that Hunter really had been phoning it in. She didn’t have the heart to tell him, though.

Hunter smiled weakly. “That’s what I’d been thinking. They just changed it for no reason,” he said, brushing an invisible piece of lint from his cashmere V-neck. “It’s like they fixed something that wasn’t even broken.

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