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Lily is discovered by a big-name director when she's auditioning for a role in a toothpaste commercial. He wants her for his new movie, which is great except for the fact that it's shooting in Los Angeles and Lily lives in Vancouver. With the help of her Chinese grandmother, she convinces her parents to let her go to LA with her agent as a chaperone. But when she gets there, she finds out that if she wants to be more than the flavor of the week, she's going to have to pay a price that may be way too high.
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Hot New Thing
HOT NEW THING Laura Langston
HOT NEW THING Laura Langston
Copyright ©2014Laura Langston
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Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication
Langston, Laura,1958, author Hot new thing / Laura Langston. (Orca limelights)
Issued in print and electronic formats. isbn 9781459804319 (pbk.).isbn 9781459804326 (pdf). isbn 9781459804333 (epub)
I. Title. II. Series: Orca limelights ps8573.a5832h68 2014jc813’.54 c20139066403  c20139066411
First published in the United States,2014 Library of Congress Control Number:2013951379
Summary:Lily finds out that acting success in Hollywood comes at a price she may be unwilling to pay. Orca Book Publishers gratefully acknowledges the support for its publishing programs provided by the following agencies: the Government of Canada through the Canada Book Fund and the Canada Council for the Arts, and the Province of British Columbia through the BC Arts Council and the Book Publishing Tax Credit.
Design by Teresa Bubela Cover photography by Getty Images
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For two brigt ligts in my life: Corinne and Desmond. Wit love.
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amos mîss my irs so a ame. I Wen my agebra eacer, Mr. Basî, keeps me ae Frîday o gîve mete talk, I panîc. I ave oge o e sûdîo. I need o make e aûdîîon.I need îs gîg. I’s a speakîng par. ATer e ecûre, I rûn or e bûs, dodgîng pûddes and spray rom passîng cars. Wy dîd ey ask ûs o wear wîe în Janûary? Wy? On board, I pîck e drîes sea I can ind and proec my wîe jeans rom wayward ûmbreas and drîppy bags. hîs commercîa coûd be e one a oay aûnces my career. Hey, Lîndsay Loan sared oû makîng commercîas or pîzza and Je-O. Dakoa Fannîng pûsed îde.
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I need îs aûdîîon o be a sûccess. A I’ve done aey îs a sînge spo or some kînd o saamî, and I dîdn’ even speak. Pûs, e money sûcked. I I earned some rea cas, maybe my parens woûd ake my acîng serîoûsy. Ree îme îs one o e bîgges sûdîos în Vancoûver and akes ûp mos o a cîy bock. I ge of a e corner, ûrry pas e absrac bronze scûpûre a e nor enrance and qûîcky sîgn în. My rîend Caîre grabs my arm and propes me down e a seconds aTer I pûs roûg e îned gass secûrîy doors. “We’re în a se o rooms on e iT loor.” Se soos me a qûîck ook and comes o a sûdden sop. “Woa! Wa appened? Yoû ook errîbe.” My ear jackknîes. “I do?” I ry o peer a my relecîon în e saîness-see rame o a passîng wardrobe rack, bû e woman îs movîng oo as, and a I see îs a bûr o wîe. “Dîd I ge spased? Is my aîr messed ûp?” “No, î’s yoûr eyes. Yoû ook îke somebody jûs dîed.” “I aîed e agebra es.” Caîre sûcks în a brea. “O, crap.”
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“Yea.” We sprîn pas a groûp o women cosûmed în perîod gowns, wo men avîng a wîspered conversaîon and a janîor sprayîng e wa wî emon-scened ceaner. Caîre knows a aboû my parens’ ûîmaûm. I I don’ pass agebra, I ave o qûî Arbûûs Academy. As î îs, I’m expecîng my dad’s avorîe speec aer.You need to spend less time on acting. More time on polynomials. For your future. Your career. A career în poynomîas? Soo me now. “Yoû need o înd someone o ep yoû,” Caîre says. Cea, se means. “I can’ do a.” Her îps îgen. “O my god, Lîy, grow a se. Yoû can’ do everyîng by e book. Yoû’ never ge anywere.” Caîre as angeîc bûe eyes and ong bond aîr, bû se’s îeîmes away rom wearîng a ao. “Yoû need o move oû o yoûr comor zone.” “Wa I need îs a mîrace and a decen gîg.” he rû îs, I’m desperae. Las year I booked a a dozen gîgs, încûdîng a sma speakîng par în atvmovîe o e week. hîs year I’ve ad ony one gîg. ha dûmb saamî. Reay, ow ow mûs a gîr go?
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Caîre eads or e maîn eevaor and pûses e Up bûton. “here’s a cosed aûdîîon or a movîe o e week goîng on îs aTernoon. Word îs, Nîc Mîs îs consûîng.” “Nîc Mîs îs ere?” Mîs îs ûp ere wî Scorsese and Spîeberg. Okay, no oay, bû amos. “Yea, and we’re goîng.” I ap my oo as we waî or e eevaor o come. “Jûne woûd never scedûe ûs or a.” Especîay me. I’ve ad so many rejecîons,my own agen îs osîng îneres. Caîre eans cose. “Wîc îs wy we’re crasîng î.” Unease prîckes e back o my neck. “No way.” “Yes way. I me îs gûy a a cûb as week and e’s some assîsan o e prodûcer. Or maybe e dîrecor.” Se wrînkes er nose. “Anyway. He’s în ere. I’ ex once we’re done wî e oopase gîg, and e’ e ûs în.” Se ooks a me. “Yoû broûg an exra poroîo, dîdn’ yoû?” “O coûrse.” I aways carry exras. Yoû never know wen yoû’ ave an opporûnîy. he eevaor pîngs. “Bû î’s a cosed aûdîîon. We need an învîe.”
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he eevaor doors woos open. Insîde are more aûdîîon opeûs, gîrs wo obvîoûsy sîgned în a e soû enrance, a loor beow. “Grow a se,” Caîre moûs as se ebows er way îno a sea o wîe coes. I ee îke a Q-îp sqûîsed îno a box. I sîze ûp my compeîîon. e gîr on my e ooks aeîc. he gîr besîde er ooks arîsîc. Caîre îs gîr-nex-door woesome. Me, I ook exoîc. Lookîng exoîc as îs pûses, oûg Jûne says î makes me arder o cas. Bû oday î’s a aboû e ee. I ceck em oû as e eevaor begîns o rîse. One gîr as sqûare, gîrafe-îke ee and anoer as a moû û o sma pears. I rûn my ongûe over my încîsors. My ee are somewere beween e wo. ey’d beer be brîg enoûg.I wîe-srîpped wîce as nîg and agaîn îs mornîng. e doors open on e î oor. Jûne îs waîîng. Se’s a sor pîgeon-saped woman wî a eme o dyed-back aîr and perma-anned skîn. “Fînay!” Se soves e ca sees îno oûr ands. “I’ve ied em oû. Cîp yoûr ead sos and resûmes o e back and go
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îno e waîîng room.” Se poîns o a nearby doorway. “hey’ aûdîîon yoû în groûps o ive.” I gance a my nûmber—weny-sîx—and sneeze. “Bess yoû.” Jûne ûrns o Caîre. “he casîng dîrecor wans a swee een ook, and yoû do a so we. Wen yoû ake a ca, coose a wîe Persîan. ha’ be ovey wî yoûr aîr.” “Cas?” No wonder I’m sneezîng. Wîc I do a second îme. “Wo pûs cas în a oopase commercîa?” “Don’ ask qûesîons, dear.” I soûdn’ be sûrprîsed. Once I ad o preend o sme bacon wîe I aked o some daîsîes. “I’m aergîc o cas.” I ry o see îno e room, bû ere’s a crûs o peope a e door, and I can’ see over eîr soûders. Sî. Jûs e oûg o anyîng eîne makes me swea. I îT my arms away rom my sîdes. And swea îs so no my bes ook. Jûne pûses er red gasses ûp. “Lîy.” Se gîves me e smîe I ave come o ae. he I-am-apoogîzîng-în-advance-becaûse-yoû-won’-ge-cosen smîe. “I woûdn’ worry aboû e cas.
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