1.
Cassandra Lane.
America's sweetheart.
Her filmography included a dozen movies as the most popular a child starlet since Shirley temple and one of the hottest streaks of young adult mega hits. Ever since she had been cast as Super girl in the most expensive summer blockbuster ever made, the young darling from Northern California had become the hottest barley legal star in the world.
What do people love about Cassie? Well, natural dirty-blond hair waved down back, with an adorable set of bangs across her forehead, put puffy young lips that didn't even really need lipstick, and big almond colored eyes that radiated with youth and innocence.
Playing Super girl also gave her the world record for highest paid eighteen year old actress of all time.
Even with all this fame, this wealth, this love, Cassie had avoided the pitfalls of so many girls in her profession. Succumbing to drinking, partying, even drugs, those things weren't for Cassie.
Cassie was raised right.
The daughter of a Minister and a Plastic surgeon Cassie had grown up with an appreciation for natural beauty, and Jesus.
The wind blows past her face as the crane carries her across the green screen. She really does feel like super girl, especially when she's in the arms of Batman, or should she say? Manning Latemn. A twenty-eight year old super hunk that Cassie had been harboring a crush on since the controversial announcement of a blond haired blue eyed Caped Crusader.
She's wearing a blue uni with tall, knee high red boots muscular forearm wrapping around her waist as they fly though the sky together. She looked up into his big blue eyes and smiled right on cue as Manning landed back on the ground, Cassie's feet being set down by the hunk in the black and grey costume. She looked deep past his cowl into his blue eyes.
She felt his arm slide out from around her and was awoken out of dreamily state by the Director's yell of "Cut!"
"That's a wrap for today, Cassie, Manning, great work. We'll pick up here tomorrow."
"Oh, that's it for today?" Cassie whined.
Manning removed his Cowl, "Great work everyone, especially you kid," He gave Cassie a wink that made her knee's go weak.
Cassie was disappointed. The next scene that she would be shooting with Manning was one she had been looking forward too ever since she heard that the hunk had been caste opposite her.
The kissing scene.
This is a BIG deal for Cassie.
It's a big deal because for the first eighteen year's of her life Cassie parent's not only made sure to keep her away from the seedier elements of the industry, they also made sure to keep her away from the boys. Cassie had been forbidden to date all throughout high school and had no experience with romance at all.
She's never even kissed a boy, much less have one's arms wrapped around her while flying though the sky.
Since this is the first movie she's staring in since turning eighteen that meant it was her first shoot that didn't require parental supervision. While Cassie had always loved having such a close relationship with her family, and had always taken security in the knowledge that if anything went wrong her Dad or any of her three older brothers would be just a few feet away, watching over her like a guardian angel. Being able to work on her own, as an adult, was a new level of responsibility that gave her one of the greatest rushes of her young life.
Cassie almost can't stand the thought of having to wait another day to do the next scene. The idea that her very first kiss ever wouldn't just be with a super hunk dressed as Batman, but it would be on screen, for all the world to see. It gave her such a rush that her young soul couldn't explain.
Manning reaches up and gently caresses some hair out of her face with his black gloved hand, "Guess I'll have to get that kiss tomorrow." He smiles.
"Yeah, I guess so," Cassie blushes and turns her head away.
2.
Cassie was such a hot name that she was actually given second billing on the movie's poster, right under Manning's, and that's with a star studded cast featuring Matthew Machoneghy as Superman, Jennifer Lawrence as Wonder Woman and Riley Monroe as Cat Woman
The fact that Cassie got billing over Riley Monroe, the biggest pop star on the planet, shocked her so much that she had ended up feeling horrible. Like she didn't deserve it. So whenever she had a scene with Riley she made sure to treat her as nice as possible, she couldn't stand the thought of someone thinking ill of her.
Riley was two inches taller, and two years older then Cassie, platinum blond hair, cropped almost competently done on one side of her head with the mass of it combed into long pointed bangs over her left eye. Green mascara and blood red lipstick, even when she didn't have a scene to shoot that day. The only time she was wearing something more revealing than her cat-woman costume was what she wore off stage.
Riley struts across the set in a lime green mini tress that hug tight to her body, fish net stockings ran up her legs. Her fingernails are painted blood red, all equal length save for the middle finger on her left hand, it was just a bit longer and sharpened to a point instead of flat across like the rest. After finishing a scene and changing she walked up to Cassie backstage in her matching green five in spiked heels.
Cassie is sitting on a couch from an apartment sat finishing up some of her homework. It was July but Cassie knew even though she had plenty of money, she still needed to learn to take care of herself if the worst happened. So she was taking early class in summer to get a head start on School next semester.
Cassie's financial future however, was more then protected. Every penny she's ever made has been handled by her father. He had invested the money she earned as a child start into one of the safest portfolio's in the market. Cassie trusted her father with her money so much that as soon as she cached her signing bonus for her role as Super girl she immediately handed her entire payment right to Daddy's hands. He would always take care of her.
No matter what.
"What are you up too?" Riley asks taking a seat next to Cassie crossing her legs.
"Oh, just finishing up some homework."
"Ugh, I almost feel like I'm about to offer you charity."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, the studio thinks it would be good press if the two of us were scene out together. So I'm taking you clubbing." Riley licks her lips.
"Clubbing? Gee, I've never been to a club before. I don't think I'm allowed, I'm only eighteen."
"You can get into a club when you're eighteen."
"You can?"
"You can when you're as hot as us!" Riley laughs.
"But Riley, I have to much homework to do, and we start shooting at six A.M. tomorrow and I have to get my beauty sleep."
"What, you are no fucking fun, you need to cut lose. You're going clubbing with me and that's final."
"But Riley, my homework. That and my Dad doesn't like it when I stay out late. At least I don't think he would like it, I've never stayed out late."
"Oh my god, you're coming, that's final." Riley reaches over and picks up Cassie's smart phone. Her deep red fingernails begin to tap against the screen as she types out a text message.
"Dear Daddy, not coming home tonight. Out getting fucked. SEND"
