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“Well, I would like to not be completely out of the running for the category of ‘dancer’. I can boogie like nobody’s watching me and it’s still 1999.” Which, she hoped was the correct time frame for boogie dancing. Not that she knew how to do that one, but there ought to be a youtube tutorial somewhere. She stuck her tongue out before giggling, one hand covering her mouth to try and stifle the sound. “Anything but pasta or burgers? I think I heard the Life: by Leah cast talking about getting some tacos today. If anyone’s got to know good food around here - that’d oughta be them, right? Or the Criminal Minds people.” She shrugged, holding one hand out towards her friend. “I’m following your lead today, Captain of mine.”
at mention of the life: by leah cast, zoey froze; she tried to cover it up with pretending to think, but she wasn’t sure how convincing she was. “how about we just walk down the street and stop at the first place that catches our eye? it can be like that road trip thing where you just keep making random turns and see where you end up.” as long as it wasn’t whatever the taco place was that her brother was at, she was fine. even if it was pasta or burgers, she’d take that over having to see dylan any day. she took riley’s hand and pulled her along, leading her out of the building. “you ready for the adventure of your life?” zoey joked, shooting riley a wink.
NIGEL had left his partying ways in the past up until he scored his job at the studio. he hadn’t been to a party in years, yet it seemed like his coworkers made a habit of finding absolutely any excuse to have a party. he complied, making his obligatory appearance at most of the events, even if it was just for a bit. the energy of this somewhat unplanned gather was more enjoyable than usual, causing him to actually enjoy himself for once. nigel wandered around, drink in hand, keeping himself occupied with small talk as he made his way around the room. as he parted ways with his current conversational partner, he could see a clear shot to the bar from where he was. he planned on beelining straight there when he felt a hand on his collar before lips pressed against his own. he pulled back, a perplexed look on his face until he realized who was standing in from of him. he recognized her from the studio, although they’d never talked. as she apologized, he noticed her glance back. “no, don’t apologize,” nigel replied, pretty positive he knew what was going on here. “i, uh–would you like me to pretend to flirt with you too? or have do you think you got him with that?”
zoey glanced up, shock on her face; she hadn’t expect him to be so nonchalant about the situation. she had to wonder how she would’ve reacted if a stranger kissed her out of nowhere, and she had a feeling she would’ve slapped them like in some campy old film. she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, a breathy laugh resulting. “i doubt he’d notice if i decided to screw someone in the middle of the dance floor, but thanks for the offer.” she blinked a few times, teeth biting down on her bottom lip. “i’m zoey, by the way.”
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having never been to a legitimate hollywood soiree despite living in the city for over a year, it was safe to say carter was nervous. he tried not to let it show, though, mingling with as many people as he could and cracking a joke whenever possible. without fail, laughter truly was the best thing he could offer anyone, even strangers. he’d been trying not to withdraw into himself, because apparently one needed thick skin to work in hollywood. he couldn’t lie–words definitely hurt when said the wrong way, but at least he hadn’t been scorned completely yet. he’d been so lost in observing everyone else that he almost didn’t realize he was being grabbed onto. and then he was kissing someone, just out of nowhere. when the redheaded girl pulled away, carter couldn’t help but pick up on how agitated she looked. “no, uh–no worries. it happens.” did it really happen often, though? he wondered how stupid it had been to say that. “i mean, not to me, but…i get it. um…” he paused, cheeks slightly red as he followed the girl’s gaze. “would it help or hurt your case if you broke his camera?”
zoey turned back towards her boyfriend, scowling at his back. “even if you broke it, he has plenty of back-ups,” she sneered, finally turning to face the guy she’d kissed. she smoothed out her expression; he didn’t deserve the full effect of her death glare. “i’m zoey, by the way.” she held out her hand towards him, which felt out of place since they’d already kissed. “i don’t -- usually go around kissing strangers, in case you were wondering.” she blamed the alcohol for pushing her over the edge, dulling her inhibitions just enough to get her to do something about her unhappiness.
“Are you trying to say I’m a human and not a dancer, Z? Because I’d resent that, I’m everything I want to be and so much more.” Riley flashed a smile at the redhead, before casting a quick look around. “I don’t think my physical presence is required in any future scenes – or I’ll just get to voice over them if it turns out I’m supposed to be invisibly present. Are we picking something up from Kraft’s or are we going rogue and off campus?”
“oh, so you want smelly dancer feet now? i mean, more power to you, but as someone who suffers through them firsthand and secondhand, i’d recommend being proud of your non-dancer feet.” zoey smiled, still, happy for the reprieve. “oh, we’re goin’ rogue, baby. craft services can eat a dick; i need some food with a kick. mexican, maybe? indian would be good, too. anything but pasta or burgers, really.”
curveballs were fairly regular occurrences on the treble makers set – twenty minutes ago, monty hadn’t a clue that he’d be expected to catch zoey at the end of the number. then again, no one else seemed particularly surprised, so it was entirely possible that he’d missed allusions to the moment whilst allowing his mind to wander. monty watched as everyone met their marks to begin this run, delving deep into his personal archives of the past hour in an attempt to recall his own starting position. typically, his focus never failed him, but today things were just… off. he caught his left fingertips drumming restlessly against his thigh and quickly closed his fist to stop the unnecessary motion. he could fabricate a question to ask, to delay a little longer and piece together his blocking. what kind of expression are we going for in measure 72? are those desks stable? wouldn’t this be safer if zoey were wearing non-slip shoes? thankfully, monty wouldn’t need to resort to such measures. a clear opening in the lineup begged his attention; he stepped into place with confidence, as if he’d been planning to travel there all along. while his previous floundering was self-contained, zoey’s trepidation was written all over her face. in an effort to calm her nerves, monty cast her an easy smile, happy to dislodge from his previous train of thought. “ hey now, no one’s gonna die, ” he murmured, not yet assuming zane’s un-accented timbre. “ y’can fall for me. ” a beat. “ i’ve got you. ”
zoey peeked through her fingers reluctantly, her eyebrows furrowing. “falling for you isn’t exactly on top of my bucket list,” she said, dropping her hands to cross her arms over her chest, body language closing her off further. it was only the tip of the iceberg that was her big finale. she knew the assistant choreographer had been working for weeks to perfect the move before even daring to show it to them, and zoey’s eyes followed the girl as she went through it step-by-step again, slowing it down so zoey could see all the nuances and specific foot placements. zoey committed them to memory as best she could, though she knew in just a few moments when she took her place atop the desks her mind would go completely blank from fear. the same fear that kept her from playing on the monkey bars or even swinging too high on the swing set. ellie spun in slow motion and placed her feet in a way that made it seem they were getting caught up in each other and forcing the fall, rather than the strategic placement that took weeks to perfect. how was she supposed to that without falling to her death? another moment later and ellie was flying, landing smoothly in the arms of one of the background dancers. zoey let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding, shaky and fragile sounding. she blinked a few times and moved to her starting position, eyes not meeting monty’s again. an extra held her hand as climbed onto the desks, her legs trembling. she slowly made her way to the end of the row of desks, ignoring all other choreography as she focused on the edge. slow spin, feet catching on each other -- her feet really caught on each other and she sent herself falling, a surprised yelp slipping from her lips until she landed in monty’s arms with a quiet “oof”. she let out a relieved breath, eyelids fluttering. “oh, thank god,” she murmured, hand resting on monty’s chest.
Buzz stopped abruptly as she called out, stumbling back a step until he was in front of Zoey. It wasn’t too much of a surprise to see her over this side of the lot as she spent a lot of time with Riley but it was surprising to see her alone. He hadn’t planned on company for lunch, ‘Good Mythical Morning’ had started their summer programming and he’d planned to catch up during lunch. Looking down at the grease spotted paper bag in his hand he shrugged, “Sure. I didn’t have plans anyway.”
Maneuvering his long legs over the bench, he settled in front of her, opening his bag as he asked, “Why d’ya hate eating alone?” He didn’t mind eating alone. Maybe that stemmed from his crowded family dining table back home but he could eat every meal alone and in relative silence and never complain.
zoey smiled, relieved when he accepted her invitation; she hadn’t thought about what she would do if he hadn’t. she speared a cherry tomato with her fork, holding it near her mouth as she looked up thoughtfully. “i guess it has something to do with hating the sound of my own chewing in my head,” she replied; it was the truth, though maybe not the exact reason she’d asked buzz to join her. “having someone to talk to distracts me from the noise -- especially since it’s salad day, and this lettuce is quite crisp.”
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watching her boyfriend take countless pictures of the after party without sparing so much as a glance at her, zoey found herself leaning against the wall and swirling her drink around in her glass. it was getting ridiculous -- she could’ve stripped down and walked past him completely nude and he wouldn’t have noticed, or maybe he would if the light was hitting her just right; she threw back the rest of her drink and set the glass down on the nearest tabletop. she pushed off the wall and slipped back into the throngs of people, eyes scanning the room until they landed on her boyfriend, who probably didn’t even remember she existed. fed up, zoey grabbed the nearest person by the collar and pulled them to her, pressing her lips firmly against theirs. after what she deemed an acceptable amount of time, she pulled away and glanced over her shoulder -- xander hadn’t looked up from his camera. if she were a cartoon, steam would be coming out of her ears. “sorry,” she said to the person she’d kissed, not looking up. “i was just -- sorry.”
zoey pulled the ends of her ponytail to tighten it against her head, a sheen of sweat already coating her skin. they’d been through a few of the other numbers already that day, but as she saw the crew moving desks into place to create a quasi-classroom, zoey knew it was time for her big dance number for the pilot, where rory finally ‘rebelled’. she tensed up when the choreographer got to the big finale of the number: rory walking across the desks and then falling into zane’s arms -- she’d heard talk of their big ideas for the number, but she’d been secretly hoping they’d change their minds at the last minute. as the crew and back-up dancers dispersed to their respective places, zoey buried her face in her hands. “i’m gonna die, i’m gonna die, i’m gonna die,” she murmured, her voice muffled further by her hands. // @mcntys
her usual lunch spot abandoned for one closer to the superhuman set, her eyes scanned the area from behind her favorite sunglasses. it was a terrible idea, trying to get noticed by another boy when she had someone else, but in her defense xander paid more attention to his camera than her; she had to get the attention somewhere. as she saw buzz walk past, she felt he breath catch in her throat. “hey --” she called out, realizing she hadn’t thought of what to do after getting his attention. “i, uh -- my friend had to bail on lunch for a last minute wardrobe fitting. do you wanna join me? i hate eating alone.” // @buzz-davidson
though lately zoey’d had ulterior motives for visiting the superhuman set lately, today it was just to grab riley on her way out -- though if she managed to sneak a peek at a certain writer, she wouldn’t complain. knocking on riley’s dressing room door, zoey poked her head in before waiting for a response. “you ready for lunch? i can only take so much stinky dancer feet before i need a break.” // @rileygrxy
yes another one.....................anyway...................
( kat mcnamara / cisfemale / she/her ) the paparazzi have spotted ZOEY SIMONE, the NINETEEN year old ACTOR who’s currently working as AURORA ‘RORY’ SHAY on TREBLE MAKERS. the tabloids have called them DILIGENT and ADAPTABLE, but also RESENTFUL and ALOOF. during their time in the spotlight, they’ve been dubbed the RETICENT.
alright so zoey here is a very special character ok ???
because, you see, simone isn’t her real last name
that’s right, zoey’s full name is zoey tallulah simon
as in the little sister of our very own dylan simon
why the change you ask?
well, zoey here has been trying to make a name for herself in the biz for years, but she was always just seen as dylan’s little sister
dylan did tv, dylan did movies, dylan did broadway; there was nothing left for her
like life: by leah is a Big Deal so dylan is a Big Deal and zoey wants to be a Big Deal too but she can’t if she’s always living in dylan’s shadow
so she added an ‘e’ which was enough to keep people from knowing ( if celebrities can go out in sunglasses and be hidden then zoey can hide her true identity with one letter right ???? )
so treble makers is her breakout role and she’s excited to be able to sing, dance, and act on tv bc that’s the dream
( these simons are hella talented bro )
she auditioned for the role of leah garrett when she was just a wee lass and when they wanted dylan instead she got the role yanked out from under her
so yeah she’s still pissed at him about that too
( bitch sure can hold a grudge it’s been like over ten years )
uhhhh
even tho she’s like a balloon filled with rage ready to pop u can never rly tell bc she hides her real emotions underneath a stoic exterior
basically everyone just thinks she’s a bitch and she’s like ‘fair enough’
she’d rather be known as the bitch rather than the cutesy little sister of hollywood’s boy next door
she’s highkey scared of heights like even just a couple feet off the ground and she starts freaking
if u try to help her face her fear she will kick you somewhere where it hurts and then never talk to u again
she works v hard bc she’s afraid it’ll all be yanked out from under her when they inevitably find out she’s related to dylan and discover she’s not as talented as him
her safe place is a small rehearsal room with a piano bc there’s something about mindlessly playing a piece she’s played a million times before that’s therapeutic
( probably bc the music never changes and she’s lowkey a control freak lmao )
ok SO WANTED CONNECTIONS HERE WE ARE
someone besides dylan who knows THE TRUTH ( like a childhood friend or a family friend or even someone who just figured it out )
an onset hookup ( she probably doesn’t want it getting around that they’re hooking up so it’s v hush hush )
that good ole pr relationship business
roommates !!!!!!
i’ve always dreamed of her and the guy who plays zane having some sort of ~*~*~*~*tension*~*~*~*~ during dance rehearsals so if anyone wants to talk about that.................hmu..............................
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