Sued
The location seems to be a place where filming takes place. You only see people's legs walking all around. The camera angle moves forward to a chair holding what seems to be a woman crossing her legs. The camera moves back to see the face of young girl, probably in her twenties. It's Samori and she's reading a magazine. One of the workers nods their head at Sam and then walk away. Samori takes her cell phone out of her pocket and dials a number. You can hear it ring a few times, but there's no answer. She hangs up the phone and goes over to the director.
Samori: Hey I'm gonna get some lunch alright?
Director: Be back in an hour.
Samori picks up her phone again and dials.
Male voice: Hello?
Samori: Hey wachu doin?
Male voice: Nothing much. Why?
Samori: You wanna grab some grindage?
Male voice: Sure. Where are you? I'll pick you up.
Samori: I'll just meet you there.
Male voice: Where?
Samori: I don't know. Wanna go to the Shack?
Male voice: Alright. Bye.
Samori: Bye.
Sam hangs up the phone and gets in her black 350Z. She drives a few miles until she gets to a place called THE SHACK. She parked at the end of the block and walked to the restaurant. There she sat at a table and waited. After a few minutes a guy with short, spiky, brown, hair and brown eyes walked over to the table.
Samori: So James, you finally decided to show up.
James: Yeah sorry. Got into traffic.
Samori: Sure.
James: No really!
Samori: Okay.
James: Tell you what. I'll buy lunch.
Samori: Works for me.
James: What do you want?
Samori: Whatever you're havin.
James: K.
He walked over to the line in front of the cash register and looked up at the menus on the wall.
Samori kept quiet until a few people ran over to her screaming her name. They all held out pens, papers, and posters.
Samori: Okay people one at a time.
She began signing the notebooks and stuff and taking pictures with the fans.
~ ~ ~
Mitchy was sitting in her office looking over files on her computer. She sighed in frustration and glanced at the picture of a guy with blond hair and blue eyes, which was also on her desk. She looked at the folders on her desk and searched through the papers. With an undecided look she stood up and left her office. She walked through the halls of the law firm. Then she made her way to her office.
~ ~ ~
James came back to the table shooing away the rest of the fans as he placed the food down.
James: So what's going on?
Samori: *taking a bite of her burger* Mm.. Nothing really, same old. Finishing up on my new movie Destiny of Hate. We're having a premiere party next weekend. Coming?
James: Wouldn't miss it.
Samori: So what's with you? How's the band?
James: We're doing good. We start touring next month so.. I won't get to see you for a while.
Samori: It's okay. I'll have to go to interviews and stuff so you know. I'm sure you'll call me. *raising an eyebrow*
James: I will. *smiling*
Samori: Speaking of the party, I tried calling Mitchy, but she didn't answer. She must be busy with a case.
James: That's cool. I gotta run. We have a concert tonight and the guys will cream me if I'm late for rehearsal.
The two stand up and throw away their garbage.
Samori: Yeah I gotta get back too.
James: I'll call you later on. You wanna come to the show?
Samori: Save me seats. Meaning more than one.
James: Alright.
They kissed on the lips and then said goodbye. James left and Samori headed back to work.
~ ~ ~
Mitchy's cell rang and so she picked up the call.-
Mitchy: Aloha!
Rolina: Hey Mitchy. You busy?
Mitchy: Ro? Hey wassup? No I'm not why?
Rolina: I'm toast. See I got this prob and well I need you help.
Mitchy: Well you wanna meet somewhere?
Rolina: Sure. Where do you want to meet?
Mitchy: *hearing a beep* Hold on ok? I got another call. *pressing flash* Aloha!
Samori: Hey Mitch.
Mitchy: Hey Sammy, wassup? Sorry. What happened?
Samori: Dude, I tried calling you before but you wasn't picking up.I got this premiere party thingy next weekend. Wanna come with?
Mitchy: Yeah. Hold on Ro's on the other line.
Samori: Oh ask her too.
Mitchy: Okay hold on. *pressing flash again* Ro?
Rolina: Yeah?
Mitchy: Sam's having a premiere party next weekend. You wanna come?
Rolina: Yeah sure. How 'bout MJ? Is she coming?
Mitchy: I don't know. Anyway, where're we meeting?
Rolina: Uh you're in LA right now right? I'm in Sana Barba. I'll meet you at ...
Mitchy: My office. You do know where my office is right?
Rolina: Uh no?
Mitchy gives Rolina some directions and they hang up deciding to meet later at four. She repeated the same message to Sam, who tried to convince her director to let her leave early.
~ ~ ~
So it was almost time to meet. Ro and Sam were on their way to meet Mitchy at the law firm. Mitchy waited outside as she drank a latte. Sam showed up in her black 350z with her radio really loud. Ro was driving a red Volkswagen beetle.
Rolina: Hey guys.
Samori: Sup ya'll.
Mitchy: So what's wrong Ro?
Samori: Wait there's a wrong?
Rolina: Yeah. Well me and ..
Suddenly a black X-Terra came into the parking space. Eric Knox came out of the car.
Rolina: Him .. are being sued.
Samori: *making a face* What f***ed each other in front of an old lady?
Rolina: No *laughs a bit*
Eric: You haven't changed.
Samori: You style hasn't changed.
Eric: You're gonna play like that eh?
Samori: Might have changed if you hadn't...
Mitchy covers Sam's mouth before she said anything else.
Eric: I said I was sorry Samori. Get over it. At least I wasn't trying to make you miserable like you did to me.
Samori: You deserved it.
Mitchy: Oh get over it you two. Isn't there a major problem here?!
Eric: Right. Our company is getting sued by someone because of it's ..
Samori: Let me guess. Pornographical features?
Rolina: *laughs* Yeah.
Mitchy: And who's the owner of the company?
Rolina: Me.
Samori: You had to ask.
Rolina: Okay I'll be serious. It doesn't show nudity okay. It's just about horny teenagers.
Mitchy: Okay great. This will be a hard one. We gotta go up to my office. I gotta right all this down.
Samori: Well I'm out then? Just came to see ya two. *looking at Mitchy and Ro* I'll call you guys Friday to remind you about the party.
Eric: What party?
Samori: The one Im not thinking of inviting you to.
Mitchy: Sam I need you to come up with us. You understand this stuff more than I do.
Samori: Mitch, I'm..
Rolina: Please Sam? I know you're busy with the movie, but dude I'm getting sued.
Eric: She has a movie?
Samori: What did you lock him up in a cell?
They all enter the law firm and go up to Mitchiru's office. They all sat down at a table and began discussing the whole issue.
Eric: Samori, you have a movie?
Samori: Where've you been? I'm an actress duh!
Mitchy: Anyway... Rolina who's wants to sue you?
The is a knock at the door and a girl with a short, white, skirt, pink baby-t, gray sunglasses, and redish/orangy hair walked in.
Samori: Holy crabs!
One of Mitchy's co-worker steps in as well.
Mitchy: Hello?! I have a client.
Jennifer: Well here's another one.
The girl takes off her glasses.
Samori: I knew it! Lana the Grandma!
Lana: *ignoring everyone's gasp* Hey Mitchiru. I need to sue someone.
Samori: Don't you need an appointment?
Lana: *rolling her eyes* Ugh!
Mitchy: Sam shut up. Who are you planning to sue Lana?
Rolina: ME!
Samori: Ro! Hells no. Why didn't you tell us?
Mitchy: Sorry Lana, but I'm Rolina's lawyer.
Lana storms out of the room.
Mitchy: At least we know whom we're up against.
Eric: You are a good lawyer right?
Mitchy: Uh! The best there is!
Samori: May I?
Eric: May you what?
Mitchy nods her head. Samori smiles an evil grin. Sam grabs Eric by the ear and takes him to a corner of the room.
Eric: Wha.. Ouch!
Samori: Unless you want to be fired from what ever horny thing you do, you better shut up.
Eric: I'm a game consultant and a voice from her cartoon show. There's nothing wrong with that.
Samori: I always knew you'd turn out to have a gay job.
Eric: You're not so big.
Samori: Shows a lot you know. I make ten times you do. Besides guys go after me, not the other way around.
Eric: I just don't get you.
Samori: Maybe cus you were spending too much time on pokemon to actually think about me.
Eric: What are you talking about? What did I do?
Samori: You didn't care and you never will so I'm returning the favor.
Eric: I'm tired of arguing with you. I'm tired of you!
Samori: Is that it? Is that all you want to say now? Cus you don't know what you put me through okay! You don't know what stupid things I did.
Eric: Then tell me.
Samori: No.
Eric: Why not?
Samori: Cus.
Eric: Cus what?
Samori: Cus I don't have to and I don't want to.
Eric: Why?
Mitchy: Can you guys take this conversation somewhere else?
Samori: I'm not going anywhere with him!
Rolina: You two should go talk somewhere else.
Samori: We don't need to talk okay. I'm here to help.
Eric: Yeah me too.
Mitchy: Just go outside and talk about your issue for god's sake!
Samori: Listen! We do not have an issue okay! I never had an issue with him!
Mitchy: Yes you do! If you didn't you wouldn't need me as your physiatrist.
Samori: I talk to you about my problems with Buffy and people and stuff.
Rolina: And Eric.
Eric: Are you for real?
Samori: You know what? This is crap!
Sam marched out of the law firm. Eric followed.
Eric: Hey yo!
Samori: What?!
Eric: Are you okay?
Samori: Fine. *walking towards her car*
She gets in it and closes the door.
Eric: Samori!
Samori rolls her window down.
Samori: Can you just get out of my way?
Eric: Just answer this one question.
Samori: Whatever.
Eric: Samori I haven't asked for anything.
Samori: (sarcastically) Yeah okay.
Eric: Come on... just answer me. Please.
Samori: What? *cella phone rings* Hold on. *picks up cella phone* Hello?
James: Hey. You coming over or what?
Samori: Where?
James: Concert.
Samori: Oh yeah. Same place?
James: Yup.
Samori: K. Be there in a few. Smooches. Bye. *hangs up*
Eric: Your manager?
Samantha: My lover.
Eric: What's that suppose to mean?
Samori: *gets out of the car* Never mind.
Eric follows Sam back into the law firm. Sam walks towards Mitchy's office and stops in front of the open door. Then she decides to turn around. Mitchy sees her and rushes to see what she wants.
Mitchy: Sam what's up?
Samori: Nothing. I'm gonna go. I have to go to my b's concert.
Eric: You got a boyfriend?
Samori: Yeah for your information, I do. And he's way better than any other I had to deal with. *walks out*
Eric: Her boyriend is taking her to a concert...
Mitchy: No dumbass. He's in the concert. Forget it now. We have a case to solve.
~ ~ ~
Samori is driving on the road. One hand on the wheel, the other on her head. Soon she gets to the concert. Two hours later she gets a call on her way home.
Mitchy: Sam. I got news.
Samori: What?
Mitchy: So like I just found out who Lana's lawyer is.
Samori: Well?
Mitchy: It's Gayz!! Can you believe he passed law school?
Samori: What? No way.
Mitchy: That's why we really need you. We've got a plan.
Samori: How do I know this is not good?
Mitchy: Come on. It's for Ro.
Samori: Are you saying he can beat you? Cus if you are that's wack. You can do this Mitchy. Without me.
Mitchy: I can win! Just that Ro doesnt think so. She's the one who wanted to hire you.
Samori: Hire me? I got a job? How much?
Mitchy: I dont know. Just meet us tomorrow. You're off right?
Samori: Yeah but I'm gotta be somewhere.
Mitchy: Im going to regret saying this, but.. bring your boyfriend along.
With a surprised look on her face, Samori agreed to the terms, knowing James would keep her alive at tomorrow's so-called meeting. She hang up with Mitchy and dialed his number to tell him the news.
Samori: We're here!
The girls took a glance at James and were stunned by his muscular and sexy look. (lol)Eric was so.. discouraged. James nodded at all of them and sat down in a chair as Sam sat on his lap.
Samori: What's with the silent freezy? Let's get this started.
Mitchy: Uh.. right. Um.. Well we know who we're up against and who's backing her up. We just need a plan.
Samori: A plan? I thought we had one.
Mitchy: Actually we lied just to get you to come. *cracking a pathetic grin*
Samori: Very funny. Uh well I guess you do need the master of plans to help. Hey I say we forget about this crud, go to a club, and party!!
Eric: Are you serious?
Samori: It's called sarcasism.
James: I dont want to cut in, but Mitchy is the lawyer. She's suppose to handle the case on her own.
Mitchy: What? There's nothing wrong with some aquaintences.
Eric: Let's get this over with and stop playing games. We're being sued because Miss Lana thinks that out show is.. unappropriate when its fine. I mena this show is for teenagers.
Samori: Har har. Like none of us watched teenage movies when we were seven or something.
Eric: All I am saying is that it is not illegal.
Mitchy: Yeah but..
Rolina: She just wants to cancel the show 'cause her girly, drama slash comedy show isn't making the ratings and we're the only show that's keeping her's from being the top.
Samori: Ew you mean she's second rank?
Rolina: Hey that's what they people say.
Samori: If she wants to play sore loser games, we'll play with her. Here's the plan...
~ ~ ~
It's judgement day or as it is normally called... the day to fight over the case? Anyway here it goes.
to be continued