, you left me speechless

[erica]

* what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face

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Cash woke up at around noon with a large headache and a slight crook in his neck. He too had had a wild night the previous night and was left slightly dumbstruck in what didn't look like his bed. In fact, the whole room looked extremely unfamiliar and slightly on the feminine side. Next to him lay a petite naked body covered in a mass of blankets, the girl's hair being the only thing visible. Slowly and steadily he lifted himself from the stranger's bed and quietly began to gather his clothes that were scattered in various places. Once dressed and sure that he had everything he needed Cash opened the door of the room, poking his head out for a moment to take a look around the room first. God did his head hurt. The house was quiet luckily so whilst rubbing the back of his head he proceeded downstairs. Oh but it couldn't be that easy could it? If Cash could just walk out of a stranger's house with no trouble then he'd probably enjoy it a little more. Okay well he enjoyed it sometimes, like today he took a pit stop in the kitchen to take a look around. Judging by the coffee maker that was still a little warm, the parents were gone to work. Of course he couldn't leave without writing a nice thank you note. 'Your daughter was amazing. Where'd she learn to be such a freak in the sheets? Thanks for producing such a whore.' Cash slapped the post-it note on the fridge after signing his first name.

Necessary? Nope. Immature? Eh, maybe. Hilarious? Hell yeah. If only he could see the parents' reaction and watch the huge argument that little note was bound to cause. Cash searched the cabinets for a few minutes, pulling out boxes and cans of food onto the counter tops. Finding nothing appealing Cash opted to leaving a huge mess in the kitchen. Oops. As he walked towards the front door though Cash was greeted by a nice sized Boxer dog who didn't seem to be friendly. It growled and bared its teeth at him and Cash glanced at the front door. He'd have to make a run for it, which was really bad because he was hangover and he'd most likely trip and fall on something. But it was the only way...Unless he just flat out kicked the dog in the nose. Eh, maybe he would if it came down to it. With a deep breath Cash bolted for the door, feeling the dog's breath right on his heels. When he was outside he slammed the door behind him, hearing a squeal soon after. Cash didn't bother turning around; he was too determined to go take a shower and get something to ease the headache that was now worse than before.

After a quick shower and a change of clothes Cash headed for Starbucks. The weather was amazing outside; the typical L.A. weather that he’d grown to enjoy, so he pulled on a pair of cargo shorts and a t-shirt. It was going on one o'clock upon entering the café. Cash reached into the pocket of his shorts, wrapping his fingers around his wallet. He would need something strong to wake him up a bit, and he always felt better after a nice cup of coffee. The type of coffee was usually a white chocolate cappuccino, having no taste for any other coffee. Cash wasn’t a big fan of it, but those cappuccinos really hit the spot, especially after a night of partying. Luckily the line was short and Cash didn’t have to wait long to receive his cappuccino.

He'd probably just chill out for the rest of the day, depending on how he felt after this little breakfast. Cash sat at a table next to one of the large windows, the rings on his pointer, middle, and pinky hitting the side of the cup as his fingers tapped at it. He held it with both hands, waiting for it to cool before he took a sip. As he sat, the on goings of the previous night had started to recollect in his mind. He had originally gone out with a few of his guy friends to Monastary. Then they picked up a few girls and went to watch a few underground MMA matches. Cash would've participated in a few fights, but his friends had given him a mission to sleep with one of the girls they had picked up, then trash her house in the morning. Even though Cash was too hung over to trash the whole house, the kitchen was good enough and the note was just icing on the cake.

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[kat]

* katalina isabelle ,

^{i know your type, boy you're dangerous.
you're that guy i'd be stupid to trust, but
just one night couldn't be so wrong, you
make me wanna lose control. - - - - - *}

kat was finally back from new york, after spending a few weeks with her friends. she'd had a great time, chilling out with elias, jasper, jules, and kate. it was a nice change, getting into the big apple where people were hard asses. in LA, people were softies, really mellow and much more considerate. in new york city, the people were mean and street smart and kat had experienced culture shock for the first few days. i mean, after coming from a city where nearly everyone waved at you, going to a city where you got flicked off if you waved at someone, it was a pretty radical change. katalina was able to adapt pretty easily, just because she'd been to NYC before and knew what to expect. she could vaguely remember what her first trip to NYC was like, and how many times a day she'd heard a car horn and the "f" word. it was comical when you stepped back to look at it, and to an LA native, it was hilarious. however, one nice thing that kat couldn't complain about was that in NY, less people noticed her. she didn't have a lot of people swarming her for her autograph and she didn't have to worry about being hounded by cameras everywhere she went.

and yet...she'd ended up in the E. and what had they said about her? that she'd been spotted hanging out with two "shady tattooed" guys. or something. people didn't know who elias and jasper were and if they had, the last thing they would be saying was that they were shady. quite the contrary, they were both sweet and great friends (except when they were fooling around and making fun of her). but people didn't see that--they saw their six foot and larger frames, their tattoos and their piercings and automatically write them off as being shady. and for hanging out with them, they write kat off as doing drugs. to her, it was hilarious. anyone who knew kat knew that she wasn't into that stuff, and knew that she wouldn't be caught dead doing drugs. in fact, kat usually made a point of not associating herself with people that would tarnish her reputation. but seriously, jasper and elias? they were harmless. and besides, maybe being seen with people who weren't always sporting dolce and gabbana and giorgio armani would help her to lose a bit of the "good girl" reputation she was so known for. kat was tired of being the girl who no one would invite to a party, because she's "above" it. she was tired of being "too innocent" or "too sweet" to be taken seriously.

one of the people she'd recently been spending more time with was a guy named cash cooper. upon first glance he seemed like a nice guy and he was...sometimes. he was notorious for the exact things that kat would never do. nothing had been said about their friendship in blossom...yet. kat could only guess that pretty soon someone would say something, that they were getting to be friends. and for some reason, that was okay with her. katalina isabelle stevenson wasn't going to be the innocent one forever. she needed to broaden her horizons somehow, and why not by hanging out with someone like cash? it wasn't like she was going to turn into a total cokewhore. she was just going to try a couple new things, see what it was like. people needed to stop treating her like a four year old child and start treating her like an adult who could make her own decisions. she was fed up with it, and it was time for a change.

the morning had been a rough one. she was still jet-lagged and it felt like much later in the afternoon to kat. tired and ready for a nap, she headed over to a local cafe for a cup of coffee. after all, she had to get used to the time change at some point. walking up to the window of the cafe, she saw a familiar face. a very familiar face, as fate would have it. the face of someone she'd just been thinking about. it was cash cooper, his big blue eyes looking back at her. waving gently, katalina smiled in spite of herself and the irony of the situation. being spotted with cash again, in some corner coffee shop. kat walked over to the door and opened it, looking behind her for any paparrazi before she entered. quickly, she ordered a caramel macchiato and pointed to where she would be sitting. after handing the clerk a couple dollars and cents, katalina made her way to cash's table, a graceful smile spreading across her lips. is this seat taken? she asked.

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credit: becca.x for the template, moscow for the banner
notes: lol i just realized that kat is in NY right now visiting some friends. BUT she'll be back in like a week role play time, so it's just going to have to be a little in the future. AND. i know how played out that good girls go bad song is, but i couldn't resist. it was perfect lol.

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[erica]

* what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face

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Growing up in New York, Cash knew first hand what it was like there. And it was obvious that Cash originated there, what with his own attitude problem. People were extremely rude there and in an odd way, Cash enjoyed it. Moving to L.A. gave him a different perspective on how people acted around each other and it was weird when he walked down the street and some random person would pass him and greet him with a “hello” or “good afternoon”. That never happened in New York, even if he did grow up on the Upper East Side of the big apple. In fact, that side of the city was probably the rudest. Everyone’s noses were stuck up in the air, and they all looked down on anyone with even five cents less than them. Cash wasn’t necessarily one of those stuck up rich kids, but he gave off that certain vibe that said “hey, i’m awesome and i know it”. Call it stuck up if you want, but Cash just considered it to be a special confidence he had in himself and he hoped said confidence would boost his acting career and take him straight to the top of the industry. That wasn’t the only factor that would gain him the fame Cash was longing for. If you want to be a famous actor then you actually have to be good at acting, right? Well, Cash liked to think he was better than good. He was amazing. Granted he hasn’t been acting since he was “in diapers” like most actors and actresses claim these days, but since he was a kid he’d been fascinated with movies and has always wondered what it would be like to be behind the big screen. The only problem with that was that his father had other plans for Cash.

The Cooper law firm had been in he family for generations so it was only natural for Cash's father to want his son to take it over eventually. Unfortunately for him, Cash wasn't interested in the business field let alone taking over some law firm. Acting had been something that Cash had wanted to pursue as a career, no matter how disapproving his father was about it. So without his father's blessings, Cash moved to L.A. for just that reason. He needed to be in a new place away from his dad so he could start his career without his father breathing down his neck and dangling the family business in front of his face. And so far, things were working out pretty well. He's landed a role in a situation comedy and was bound to start filming soon. With enough of these main roles in different TV shows and movies, he'll be at the top in no time. But he couldn't do it alone. Like he was told by his father about the business world, it always helped if you know people at a higher social ranking than you to help get what you want. And one of the people he knew who qualified as someone as a high ranked actress was Katalina Stevenson. She was his ticket to fame at the moment. Sure she was a nice enough person, attractive too, but he was in this industry for himself and he would do whatever it took to be successful and prove to his dad that the world didn't revolve around business. Cash could be a successful actor and make more money than his father and when that day came, he'd rub it in his father's face.

Lost in thought, Cash absentmindedly brought the cup up to his lips, taking a sip of the creamy cappuccino. It was at the perfect temperature, causing his eyes to close for a moment as if to savor the delicious flavor. The heat seemed to ease the throbbing in his head, which was good. Hopefully by the end of the day it would be gone and he would be able to go out again tonight. He just needed to find someone to go out with. Just as he was going through a list of his friends in his mind, he spotted a familiar face outside the window. Kat Stevenson waved and smiled at him, just that simple gesture causing a smile to tug at the corners of his own lips. She was so innocent in so many ways and not really the type of girl that Cash normally hung around. But, she was an A-lister and if Cash had any hopes of becoming one himself, he just had to put up with her. Not that she was annoying or anything, he quite enjoyed her company. Besides, it seemed like he was sort of rubbing off on her a bit. Maybe she could be his partner in crime tonight.

Cash took another sip of his drink, striking blue orbs watching as she entered the café. They slithered down from her face to her torso, her legs, and back up to those big brown eyes admiringly. Yes she definitely was far from an eye sore. He set his cup down in front of him as she hovered over him, asking if the empty seat across from him was taken. Cash offered a shrug. I’m sure you’d sit there anyway, even if it was taken. At least, I would want you to, he replied with a smirk, motioning for her to go ahead and sit. A sigh escaped his lips as he leaned back a bit, one arm draping over the back of his chair, having to adjust his body position away from the window next to him. Where’ve you been all this time, Kit-kat? I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages, he commented, his fingers casually tracing the rim of the warm styrofoam cup. Been causing trouble like you always do? he teased, remembering what he’d read about her in the E. Looked like he wasn’t the only bad influence in her life.

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[kat]

* katalina isabelle ,

^{i know your type, boy you're dangerous.
you're that guy i'd be stupid to trust, but
just one night couldn't be so wrong, you
make me wanna lose control. - - - - - *}

kat wasn't sure what to expect when she was around cash. he obviously wasn't going to be an asshole to her, because even if he was at the top of the food chain and an a-lister, it would have been a bad move to scorn her like that. kat wasn't vengeful, but she had quite a backing and people who put her down or treated her unfairly (for no reason, mind you) were punished in some way or another. this made it easier for kat to be graceful about being wronged, because she knew that karma was guaranteed to come back around. she won either way in the situation--she wouldn't have to assert herself and be a bitch to someone, and the person nearly always got what was coming to them. granted, a few times someone had said something to her or treated her in a way that was only perceived to be disrespectful and caught flack for it when it wasn't their fault. this made her feel like a jerk and she always made sure to correct any mistakes like this. fame hadn't turned her completely heartless after all.

cash wasn't the type of person she would normally be seen with. kat's usual posse were filled with gentleman and ladies, all of whom were intelligent and graceful and never less than sharp when it came to arguing. this got boring after a while. katalina wanted to know what else there was in the world, besides pretentious zealots whose only goal in life was to be famous. believe it or not, kat liked down time and cash provided that for her. she was able to be comfortable around him and not have to always be on her best behavior (even though she usually was). just knowing that she could do what she wanted, say what she wanted, be who she wanted was enough. it didn't ever really occur to her that people like cash who weren't as lavishly famous as she was (though he wasn't completely off the charts, that was for sure) would only associate with her to boost their status. her naivety was apparent in this way, because many people in her life had come and gone for precisely this reason and she hadn't realized it yet. even if it had occurred to her that cash might simply be hanging out with her to be seen with an a-lister, she wouldn't have believed it, for her faith in humanity was strong. sometimes too strong.

as she stood there, cash gave her the once over, looking her up and down. in any other situation, kat might have scoffed and walked away but with cash it was different. cash didn't bow dramatically and didn't shake her hand or kiss it like a snob. he looked at her like a woman (even if his glace was slightly objectifying) and kat liked that. sitting down, she crossed her legs and rested her hazel eyes on him. smiling as he addressed her, kat looked down for a moment, slightly embarrassed. he wasn't the only one who called her kit-kat, but it was the first time in a long while she'd heard that nickname from anyone other than her brother. everyone called her "katalina," and "katalina" sounded so formal. it sounded so pretentious, just like everything else in hollywood. it didn't fit her personality (she thought) and she only felt more at ease when he called her that. oh you know, kat said casually, waving her hand. hanging out with shady, tattooed men takes its toll on a person. i had to take a break. she figured he would catch that reference, since the only kind of trouble kat ever caused was breaking her washing machine or forgetting to feed her dog.

but maybe things would start to turn around for kat. maybe if people started to accept that she was hanging out with people outside of her "social circle" they would get used to the idea of her not being as innocent as they supposed. well, she didn't exactly want to be known as a slut. but damn it, kat had to lose this image somehow. she wasn't perfect and she wasn't sure how much longer she could take having to watch her step and cross her t's and dot her i's before she screwed up royally. meeting his sharp blue eyes again, kat matched the intensity in his glance. and what about you? she asked. where have you been? my phone hasn't exactly been ringing off the hook with calls from you either.

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credit: becca.x for the template, moscow for the banner
notes: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. i ran out of kat muse. ):

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[erica]

* what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face

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Cash knew there would be some sort of consequence for using Kat the way he planned to and was at the moment. She was an A-lister after all, and he was sure she had some friends in very high places. Not that she’d be the type of person to hire someone to completely sabotage his life or anything. No, Cash knew she wasn’t vengeful like that. But Cash couldn’t speak for her friends, and he was sure that anyone who associated with Kat and had at least a fairly decent relationship with her would be very upset once they found out Cash’s motives for using Kat the way he was. Of course, his motives wouldn’t be revealed until Cash got the attention and status that he wanted, and who knew how long that would take. So he had plenty of time to push the thought of something like this that could give him a better life and potentially ruin it at the same time to the back of his mind. Besides, he figured something like this would blow over anyway. No one could stay angry with Cash. All he had to do was flash those pearly whites, and all could be forgotten. That’s how it’s been for most of his life really. Cash was already slightly spoiled growing up, at least that’s what it seemed like what with his father being a big shot business owner. Granted, Cash’s trick never worked on his father, but whenever he wanted something or needed to get out of a sticky situation, Cash would simply smile and offer a few quick witted words and it was all over with. It was hard to resist Cash, especially in his younger days. Now a days it wasn’t much different, only he was much better at using his words to get him out of trouble.

What made this all worth it though, was that Kat didn’t suspect anything about this. It didn’t seem like she would even think that there could be a possibility that she was just being used for her status. For the time that he’s known her, he’s noticed her naivety and it didn’t take long for Cash to begin to take advantage of that. She was the perfect candidate for his little scheme and as much as he hated to admit, he had to mentally think of what a shame it was that she was so naïve. She really was a nice person and unfortunately, Cash knew that when it was all said and done, their “friendship” was bound to end badly. Cash wasn’t sure how she would handle it when she finds out the real reason why he’s been hanging out with her so much, and seemingly so interested in her life. She didn’t seem to be the violent type, so he was pretty sure he wouldn’t have to worry about anything being thrown at him. Then again, the seemingly innocent type that Kat was apparently mistaken to be tended to have pretty snappy tempers, at least that’s what he’s learned from experience. She wasn’t the first “innocent” girl he’s used in some way. And when it did end badly, almost every time he’s suffered a slap to the face or an attempt at a kick to the area where the sun doesn’t shine. Luckily, most attempts at his sensitive area failed due to his personal skill in dodging such low blows. He did fight underground where rules were basically non-existent, so he’s basically mastered the art of protecting his baby maker (not that he’d ever want babies anyway, but there wasn’t anything worse than having a non-functional baby maker).

Watching closely as her eyes lowered, he offered an amused smirk almost asking what was up. But he kept his mouth shut and occupied himself with his cappuccino instead. Slowly he could feel some energy coming back to him, thanks to the caffeine filled beverage. And his new company seemed to be a factor in his quickening process of waking up and ridding himself of that headache from that morning. He never was one to be formal, even when his dad would drag him to one of his boring meetings to sit and watch him and his business friends talk about stupid issues like the stock market or the economy. Cash chuckled lightly at her response, nodding as if he understood completely. Oh yeah I bet. Don’t forget the drugs. You probably needed a break from those too, he joked, offering a small smile. Cash knew what he’d read in the E were lies. Sure she might’ve been hanging out with the two tattooed guys, but he couldn’t imagine her doing anything “shady”, especially not dabbling with drugs. Hell, Cash didn’t even touch drugs. He used to hit up marijuana every now and then, but that was years ago. At her question, he shrugged his broad shoulders. Nothing special really, he began, his eyes glancing out of the window for a moment. A few auditions here, a few parties there. The usual, he added, his eyes then meeting hers once more. But you’re right. Guess I could’ve called you every once and a while. So, to make up for it we should hang out tonight.

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[kat]

* katalina isabelle ,

^{i know your type, boy you're dangerous.
you're that guy i'd be stupid to trust, but
just one night couldn't be so wrong, you
make me wanna lose control. - - - - - *}

If Kat let the thought cross her mind for a moment--that perhaps Cash wasn't really looking to befriend her but instead use her shamelessly and seeking gain from their relationship--Kat would probably react in the following ways. She would either keept it quiet, and completely cut off ties with him, never speak to him again, never look at him again and be very hurt. Or she might let it go public on its own (with a little bit of encouragement, of course) and let other people judge him for what he did and be very hurt. Or she might even forgive and forget, decide to respectfully keep her distance and still be very hurt. No matter which way you looked at it, the situation was going to end up hurting Katalina. She wasn't the type of person to expect that from other people. The only time she had ever been used was when her "best friend" in second grade was using her to get close to her brother, who was in fifth grade. That was the only time, because Kat learned to align herself with the right people. But now that she was messing with fire, she was likely to get burned and she wasn't sure how she would respond just yet.

Not that the thought had ever actually crossed her mind. It hadn't. She wasn't the type of person to believe that people would take advantage of her in such a way. But on the other hand, she knew that her friendship with Cash wasn't totally genuine. How could it be? In some way, wasn't she using him to get a different reputation? As interesting as he really was, she had some ulterior motives to hanging out with him as well. Albeit, hers were innocent and his were conniving, but the principle was the same. She was still trying to benefit in some way from being around him, just as he was. The difference between the two was easy to spot though. When all was said and done and Kat had achieved her goal, she wasn't just going to throw Cash to the side like garbage. Cash wasn't planning on sticking around in the end, and Kat wasn't aware of that. The end result would truly reveal whose intentions were good and whose were bad from the start. Though, it wasn't hard to figure out which one was Kat...and which one was Cash.

One person that always had a way with words (not necessarily eloquence, just knowing what to say) was Cash. He was smooth, and no one could take that away from him. In any situation he could weasel himself out just by sweet talking. He was quick-witted when it came to jokes, and Kat appreciated that. Most of the people she was around simply created small talk. It was boring, most if not all of the time. She wasn't really sure why anyone would want to condemn themselves to the fate of Hollywood elite. It was boring and she only enjoyed it about 0.01% of the time, when she was with people she truly enjoyed spending time with. Those people were few and far between within the A-listers, those being Natalie Delaney and Nina Clarke, primarily. Other than that, she really had no reason to enjoy being around the "A-list," which is why being with Cash was such a breath of fresh air. Laughing at his comment, Katalina nodded, knowing that he knew better. The thought was absurd, Kat on drugs. Even if she were doing drugs, no one would believe it, and that was both a good thing and a bad thing. Taking another sip of her coffee, she listened to him recap the past couple months. Weeks. However long it had been since they'd last met. That, Katalina said, putting her cup down. sounds like a fair trade to me. Perfect. A night on the town with Cash Cooper. If that didn't put those innocent goody-two-shoes rumors to rest a little bit, she wasn't sure what would. A spark of excitement ignited in her eyes as she leaned forward slightly. So Cash, where are we going tonight?

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credit: becca.x for the template, moscow for the banner
notes: this post sucks! but it's finished~

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[erica]

* what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face

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It was morally wrong to use someone in the way Cash was using Kat, he was perfectly aware of this. The thing was, that Cash didn’t have morals. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt regret for something like this that he’d done to someone else. It was an emotion that Cash has learned to ignore over the years. And eventually, he just blocked it out completely. Feeling bad about the things he did would only get in the way of his ultimate goal; to take this industry by storm and have everyone eating out of the palm of his hand. Most didn’t understand why Cash was so bent on getting famous and making the big bucks. “It’s not what it’s cracked up to be” – the cliché line that every famous celebrity would say to those less fortunate than them. Well, Cash didn’t believe it. He was different than the rest of them. He loved the spotlight, he loved the attention and while he wouldn’t make extremely desperate attempts, he would do anything to get what he wanted. Desperate was something Cash definitely was not, let’s get that straight. Let’s just say that he’s quite the determined individual and the mere fact that his father doesn’t approve of his career chose is only fueling the fire. If he has to step on a few people to get to the place he longs to be at, then so be it. Cash had a feeling in the back of his mind that if his intentions were revealed, there would be some slight consequences. She was an A-lister after all and so it was only natural to have some friends in high places; friends who are bound to be very protective of Kat when it came down to it.

He wouldn’t worry though. Everyone who knew Cash even remotely well knew that he had a way with words. He could talk himself out of just about anything. A few statements for the press and her friends, and Cash would be home free. Of course if that didn’t work out, Cash still had the upper hand. He wasn’t liked by everyone, he knew that, and when it came to what others think of him, he honestly didn’t care. So if people chose to not speak to him or spite him for using Kat, then that was fine with him. As long as they didn’t get in the way of his fame, he would be peachy. Really it would be no different than his life now. There were plenty of people he knew who hated him because of his attitude and how he treated others. That was okay because, Cash has taught himself to just do his own thing despite what others think. It was the only way to live life these days really, because once you get caught up in what other people are saying about you then your focus is lost and you’ll soon find yourself spiraling down to the bottom of the food chain. Cash wouldn’t let that happen. So whenever he heard someone talk about him, or saw his name appear in a gossip article, he didn’t take it to heart. Instead he found amusement in it. It was like he was honored that people would care about his personal life so much that they would talk about it with others or write about it in some magazine. Enemies seem to make him famous.

Had Cash known that Kat was using him to gain a new and more respectable reputation; he probably would be okay with that. If anything, he would probably encourage it. Cash liked being a bad influence and there was no doubt that he was always up for some kind of fun. And introducing a seemingly innocent girl to his lifestyle would be a kind of fun he hasn’t experienced in a while considering he never really hung out with girls like Kat. When she agreed to his offer, Cash offered a small smile. Good. He began to think of some place they could go. The usual spots he hit were Victory and Monastery. But maybe it was time for a change. Well if you wanna be dull we could go somewhere around here, he mused, pausing for a moment to think of something better. He seemed to have an idea as he too leaned forward, leaning his weight on his arms that were crossed on the table. Or we could go out on a limb and go somewhere more exciting. New York maybe? Hawaii if you want to be really bold, Cash offered, casually taking a sip of his drink.


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[kat]

* katalina isabelle ,

^{i know your type, boy you're dangerous.
you're that guy i'd be stupid to trust, but
just one night couldn't be so wrong, you
make me wanna lose control. - - - - - *}

kat knew what people thought of cash. she knew that he had a reputation that was less than savory. she knew that he was a sweet talker who could get himself out of any sticky situation just by flashing a smile and saying a couple things. she was aware that he was determined to get to the top by whatever means necessary...but for some reason, it didn't register in katalina's mind that maybe he was just using her to do that. the way she saw it, cash was probably just biding his time, aligning himself with the right people, people hollywood would approve of him being around, maybe trying to improve his image just as she was. it never crossed her mind that he was aligning himself with her to get media attention and therefore climb to the top faster. the thought was despicable and cash wasn't a despicable person, so far as kat could tell. but then again, she was very naive and she always thought the very best of people, and she was often let down. but somewhere in the back of her mind, kat was just hoping that cash wasn't going to disappoint her.

cash spoke again and suggested that going somewhere local would be boring. kat wasn't going to argue with that. she loved los angeles but the night life was predictable and uninteresting. but...the idea of going to another state with cash cooper was...exciting. it was daring, adventurous and most importantly, it was unexpected. no one would ever expect a responsible a-lister like katalina stevenson so just up and run off to new york or hawaii with someone like cash. her eyes lit up at the thought, and kat tapped her index finger against her chin. hm, she said, thinking long and hard about it. it was really the only thing she could think of to say at the moment. if they booked the next flight to new york or hawaii, it would take them about ten to fifteen hours to get to either place, and she would need to pack and get things ready, let alex know that she was leaving for a while, and just how long were they going to stay there? filming was going to begin soon for the movie they were both starring in and it wouldn't look good if its two stars were out gallavanting across the pacific ocean or...

'no,' kat thought. she stopped herself before she completely talked herself out of it. this was exactly what she was looking for--a reason for people to stop thinking of her as the innocent little sister, the goody-two-shoes with no black marks on her record whatsoever. she was trying to shed that image, wasn't she? if she was going to do it sometime, it might as well be right now. looking back up to cash, kat let a smirk spread across her lips. how soon can you get us tickets to hawaii? she asked, taking one last sip of her coffee before setting it to the side. her heart skipped a beat at the thought of just up and leaving for hawaii, no preparation whatsoever. it was a thrill though, to know she was doing something she knew people weren't going to approve of. when they learned that sweet, innocent kat stevenson was running off to hawaii with cash cooper for an impromptu vacation, some heads would turn and some opinions would change. kat could hardly wait.

to cash, this was probably just another outing for him and some pretty girl. a chance he might score, a chance to get messed up. for kat, this was so much more of a big deal. she was going to another state across the pacific ocean with someone that none of her friends or family would approve of in the middle of the week with no notice whatsoever. she was going right before filming for their new (and a-lister packed) movie was to be filmed. everything about it screamed irresponsible and so-not-kat-stevenson. this was a big deal. if kat had more time to think about it, she would probably be flipping out. but she wasn't going to show that to cash, because she was ready and willing to go and rid herself of the image. she was going to play it cool, and go along with (almost) anything cash suggested. she was ready for something new and if it meant taking risks, then so be it.

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notes: no worries love <3

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[erica]

* what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face

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This wouldn’t be the first time that Cash has taken a spontaneous and random trip to some other state, sometimes even country if he was feeling extra bold. His father was a business man and Cash has had to take business trips with his old man numerous times, so it was easy for Cash to just suggest a trip to Hawaii without second thought. Business could be random at times, and Cash could recall his dad getting a phone call in the middle of the night to inform him of a flight he’d have to catch in the morning headed for some place ridiculous like Europe or Japan. In an attempt to keep his son out of trouble, Cash’s father would often drag the boy with him. So going on a long trip on a whim was no stranger to Cash. But in any case such a proposal should be expected from Cash. He likes doing things his own way and differently from others. A random trip to Hawaii was something that he would enjoy not only because it’s Hawaii and the large island is amazing, but he would be going with Kat, an A-lister. This was bound to get some attention from the press, which was exactly what Cash wanted. The best part of this was that the trip was completely unplanned. He hadn’t even thought about getting a dog sitter, or the time it would take to pack. But then again he figured they wouldn’t have to pack much; they would only stay for a night or two right? Or maybe this could just be a week long kind of deal, which would turn heads for sure.

Cash could feel his mind drifting, already able to feel the Hawaiian sand between his toes. There were so many things he wanted to do with Kat, so many things that on numerous occasions Cash has gotten kicked out of various night clubs and parks for. Mostly stuff like public drinking or fighting, he was pretty good at disturbing the peace. Too many times Cash has had to have his dad bail him out for being locked up for assault charges. But could you blame the guy? An ego like that, and with some alcohol in his system, any little thing was bound to set him off. And even while sober, Cash was always up for a good fight. He did it for a living, after all. Not to mention, Cash could be quite the aggressive person. He found himself getting annoyed with people pretty easily. Of course he wouldn’t dare touch a woman; it was mostly men who tend to get on his nerves. But I guess you could say that’s just how men are, always competing with each other and egos always clashing. What with Cash’s ego being the size of the planet, it clashed with just about everyone. Snapping out of his slight daydream, Cash looked to Kat as she seemed to be pondering his proposal. He smirked lightly, shaking his head as she put some serious thought into this. You’re thinking too much, he commented, raising a brow. If Cash was good at nothing else, he would always be good at doing things without thinking about it first. It got him in trouble often, but he couldn’t help it. An idea pops into his head and without second thoughts, he’ll act on it. What really gets him in trouble though, is his mouth. He says things without letting his words process sometimes and that often leads to hurt feelings on someone else’s part.

When she finally complied and questioned him about the flight, a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. As soon as you want it. All I have to do is make a few phone calls, he replied, happy that she actually wanted to go through with this. The road to fame was finally opening up and the end of the road was so close he could taste it. But that wasn’t the only reason he was excited about this trip. He was actually interested to see how much Kat was actually willing to let loose. It was sure to be an interesting trip and Cash couldn’t be any happier at the moment. Now was the time though that he had to do a little thinking about the trip. They had to book the flight soon if they were going to get there within a reasonable time. He wasn’t willing to wait until tomorrow to get the party started. Cash’s father traveled all the time, so he was sure he could get them a couple of seats once his name was mentioned. It would take about six or seven hours if you included going through security, baggage claim, and all of that so they would basically need to leave right about now. I could probably get us on a flight within the next hour, he mused. Hell, now that he thought about it, they really didn’t have to pack anything. They could simply buy clothes there if they wanted to save some time. I say we leave now. No packing, no luggage. We buy everything there, he said, fiery excitement in his eyes.

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