Prologue
DreamInColour © 2004
Drip-drip-drip
Orlando shook his head, he could have sworn someone was dripping
something onto him, but he dare not look up. He continued signing the
autographs careful to hand them back to the right hand. This was getting
exceedingly difficult what with the numerous amounts of fingers in his face at
that moment.
Drip-drip-drip
Okay now he knew he wasn’t losing it, someone was dripping something on
his head. He glanced up for a moment and just barely saw someone quickly turn
around, “Fuckers.” He mumbled with a smirk. He knew exactly who it was and he
also knew that at that very moment they were waiting for him to come upstairs
so they could take the piss outta him. He was used to it. In New Zealand he was
constantly being teased or mocked about the women that seemed to form an
endless circle around him. Of course now, with the final ‘Rings’ movie out not
to mention ‘Pirates’ and the forthcoming ‘Troy’ the ammo for the teasing was
coming in droves. He couldn’t get away from it and rightly he didn’t really try
to either. He also didn’t understand all the fuss; he was just a regular lad
doing an irregular job. Of course he wasn’t going to complain about it, one’s
ego likes to be stroked every now and again and he wasn’t at the point where
the stroking bothered him. He smiled to himself at the double meaning of his
thought process then blinked after someone took a picture. He winked in the
direction of the camera causing the flash to go again. A few more minutes and
he’d go inside, not yet though. He wondered what the lads were saying upstairs
then laughed…
Drip-drip-drip
“Did he see you?” Billy whispered.
Dominic leaned in to speak into Billy’s ear, “Don’t think so,” he
whispered then raised his voice at the last bit, “Why are you whispering?”
“Fuck!” Billy jumped back, “No need to blow me hearing.”
“How long do you think it’ll be tonight?” Dominic asked as he leaned
down to look over the side of the balcony.
“Not nearly as long if Lij had stayed down there and helped him.” Billy
laughed and smacked Elijah’s arm.
“What the fuck?” He exclaimed, “I’m trying to light a smoke here
fucker.”
Neither Billy nor Dominic was really listening, because they were
fighting over which one got to drip the water on Orlando’s head next. The four
friends had gone to a club in LA. They didn’t normally go to a club, because of
exactly what was happening downstairs, but the owner was an old friend of
Elijah’s and he’d promised that he and some of his ‘Rings’ cast mates would
hang there one night.
Fifteen minutes later the bottle was empty and Orlando was still
downstairs, “Come on Lij.” Dominic whined, “At this rate he’s never gonna get
in here.”
Rolling his eyes Elijah slowly butted out his third cigarette and pushed
himself away from the wall he was leaning on, “Fine, but you two owe me.” He
pointed before heading back into the dimly lit VIP lounge.
Moments later Orlando jumped back as the girl in front of him squealed
rather loudly. He turned to where she was pointing and grinned at his friend.
“I thought you’d deserted me.”
Elijah reached for a pad of paper that already held Orlando, Billy and
Dominic’s signatures and smiled at the owner. “Course not mate.” He said in a
perfect imitation of Orlando’s accent.
It took another twenty minutes before the two friends could get inside
and up to the VIP lounge where there was less people and an open bar.
“OOOOHH!” A high pitch voiced squealed, “It’s Orlaaando Bloooom!!” Hands
where all over him and someone planted a kiss on his lips.
“Fuck.” He wiped his hand over his mouth, “You need a shave Dom,” He
clapped his friend on the back, “Thanks for the shower mate.”
“I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Dominic looked away
attempting to appear innocent.
“Yeah.” Billy piped in as he handed Elijah and Orlando each a beer, “Why
are you wet Orli?” He grabbed a handful of Orlando’s obviously wet hair.
“Ah the babes.” Elijah laughed as Orlando swatted Billy’s hand away,
“Poor lad’s had too many hands on him has he?”
They walked over to a booth that had been reserved for them. “Oh yeah
poor Orli, gorgeous women paw at him day and night. I feel for him.” Dominic
rolled his eyes.
“So Mr. Bloom…” Billy took an unlit candle that was sitting on the table
and stuck it under Orlando’s nose, “How does it feel being the next best thing?
Shagging women round the world, how do you do it?”
“Well Mr. Boyd.” Orlando spoke into the candle with a smirk, “One city
and one pair of legs at a time.”
Elijah burst out laughing, “Dude you could give Colin Farrell a run for
his money.”
“Fuckin’ right.” Orlando quipped in a perfect Irish brogue and raised
his beer.
Billy finished off his drink and grabbed another from a waitress who was
walking by, “Tell him about Kathryn Lij.”
“Kathryn?”
Elijah rolled his eyes, “Newest assistant.”
“Newest and oldest to date.” Dominic laughed.
“So what’s the problem I thought you liked them old.”
Billy and Dominic burst out laughing, “She’s like ninety!” One of them
said, they were chortling so loud there was no deciphering who actually said
it.
“Fuck off!” Elijah glared, “Mom’s decided she doesn’t want me screwing
any more assistants so she’s taken to hiring really fucking old ones.”
“So, she’s right you shouldn’t fuck the people you work with.” Orlando
said with a shrug.
“You should talk. You shagged Georgia before we left New Zealand!” Billy
pointed an accusing finger.
“Yeah but we weren’t technically working together.” Orlando said with a
smile, “Besides she wasn’t me assistant, she just put me wig on.”
“Put yer wig on.” Dominic busted out laughing, “Sounds right kinky.”
“Either way Mom’s made it fucking clear that I’m not to fire this one.”
Elijah grumbled. “Now what am I going to do?”
“Oh I don’t know, maybe find a regular bird and have an honest to
goodness relationship.” Billy said seriously.
The other three guys stared at him for almost thirty seconds before he
smirked and raised his drink in the air. They all laughed and drank their
drinks back. It’s good to be rich, famous and good looking without a care in
the world.