Dial L for Loser by Lisi Harrison

Author:Lisi Harrison [HARRISON, LISI]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction / Lifestyles - City & Town Life, Juvenile Fiction / Social Issues / General
ISBN: 9780316050159
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2008-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

GELDING STUDIOS

THE DIAL L FOR LOSER SOUNDSTAGE

BACKSTAGE

Wednesday, March 18th

7:20 P.M.

“Hey, Cam, it’s me.” Claire mouthed goodbye to three extras in Lakeview Middle School uniforms as they passed her.

“See ya tomorrow, Claire,” one of them gushed. “It was so nice meeting you.”

“You were really good today,” added another.

Claire smiled and pointed to her new special-edition Dial L for Loser phone, letting them know she would have thanked them if she hadn’t been mid-message.

“Uh, anyway, where was I?” Claire rubbed her head. Her hair was sticky and coarse from too much hair spray. “Oh yeah, happy St. Patrick’s Day. I guess you’re going to the dance so, uh, have fun. I wish I was there. Believe me. School was so much easier. I’ve had the longest day ever.” She giggled. “Anyway, I miss y—, uh, Westchester. Call me later. Oh, have fun tonight. Wait. Did I already say that?” She giggled again. “Sorry, I’m so tired. ’Kay, I’m going now. Bye.”

Claire wanted to tell him she loved him and missed him and couldn’t wait to lip-kiss him when she got home. But for all she knew, he was slow-dancing with another girl right now. So all she said was, “Call me, you know, when you get this message. Or when you have a minute. Or whenever. ’Kay? ’Kay. Bye. Again.” She hung up and sat on an empty camera case.

Her entire body throbbed. It had been a long day of script-reads, scene-blocking, and endless introductions to people whose names she’d already forgotten. And now that she finally had a moment to relax, all Claire could think about was Cam and the rich, beautiful, popular girl who was probably pressing the tip of her nose against his Drakkar Noir–scented neck at this very moment.

She flipped open her phone and dialed a new number, loving the way the red rhinestones felt against her palm.

“Hello?”

“Layne?”

“Lyons?”

“Yeah!” Claire forgot about her aching feet.

“How’s it going? Have you met Conner? How is Abby? Is she being nice to you? I miss you! I wish you were going to be at the dance tonight. But wait, no, I don’t. I’m glad you’re there. You know, for you. But I wish you were going to the dance.”

“I know. Me too.” Claire’s feet went back to aching. “Who are you going with?”

“Meena and Heather.” Layne giggled. “We’re going to dominate!”

“Who’s Cam taking?”

“Dunno.” Layne suddenly sounded rushed. “Wait! My brother Chris is backing out of the driveway as we speak. Oh my Gawd, Chris! If you leave without me, I’ll—Claire, I gotta go. I’ll call you from the dance with a full Cam report. Chris, get back—”

The line went dead. Claire sat and listened to the silence on the other end for a full minute before hanging up.

Cl-eh, Cl-eh.

Cl-eh, Cl-eh.

She snapped out of her daze and flipped open her phone, which bleated Rupert’s voice every time it rang. It was something he insisted on, and Claire certainly wasn’t going to object. It wasn’t every day an Oscar-winning director volunteered to record her ringtone.

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