POA2

Brooke walked in the large building of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. She pushed her sunglasses up onto her head and took a deep breath.

"Bryant, It's about time you got here!" Moor said when he saw her walk in.

"Yeah whatever" Brooke said, "Where do I have to go?"

"Come on we got some hair and make up people they're gonna change you" Jim said with a large grin. This is gonna be good. He thought.

Brooke followed him into a large room which was regularly a conference room, but was now transformed into a large beauty salon.

"Brooke this is Jollyn she's gonna do your hair, but you can call her Jo" Jim said pointing to the tall young woman standing next to him.

"Hi" Brooke said dully.

"Nice to meet you" Jo said."Please sit down." Brooke did as she was told.

"What color are you making my hair? Red?" Brooke asked.

"Blonde" Jim said nonchalantly

"BLONDE!?!?!? ARE YOU CRAZY!?!?!?" Brook wailed.

"What's wrong with blonde?" Jo asked.

"NO! There is no way I'm being blonde. I'll look stupid and ditzy" Brooke whined loudly.

"Too bad, Red wouldn't change your hair color drastically enough"

"Fine can we do this quickly?" Brooke asked and Jo started working.

After having bleach burn her scalp and the strong smell of it annoy her nose Jo finally washed it out.

"Am I done?" Brooke asked.

"No I have to dye it now" Jo said brushing through her long hair.

"Dye it? That's gonna kill my hair!" Brooke said.

"What are you b****ing about now Bryant?" Jim asked walking over.

"Nothing" Brooke grumbled not wanting to argue or talk to him for that matter.

After another 45 minutes (yes that's how long hair dye takes i'd know i've used it) Jo washed out the hair dye, she cut her hair in long layers and blow dried it. Then she was done and Brooke could see herself.

"Oh Jeez this is gonna take some getting used to." Brooke said.

"I think it looks good" Jo smiled.

"Not bad" Jim said. Brooke turned to him and gave him a dirty look.

"Ok come on... eyes" Jim stated.

"Eyes? what do you mean eyes? I like my eyes!" Brooke said. Her eyes were a light brownish honey color with a circle of hazel around the pupil.

"We're making them blue" Jim said. She couldn't argue so she just went with it, which was something she rarely did. He handed her a pair of contacts.

"Put them in" She did as she was told. She took out her old ones and put in the new blue ones.

"So I'm gonna have to wear these and glasses? 'Cause these aren't prescriptioned." Brook noticed.

"We have glasses for you" He handed her a pair of dark rimmed square glasses she put them on, they were the perfect prescription.

"Ok now you can't take these contacts off only to sleep. Is that clear?" Jim asked.

"Crystal" She said and walked right past him.

"Oh my gosh, Brooke is that you?" Lisa asked. Lisa and Brooke had been friends since they met.

"Yeah" Brooke said dully.

"Oh my lord you don't look like you" Lisa said shocked.

"Yeah I know"

"So this is you undercover huh?" Lisa asked.

"Yep I'm Riley Star!" Brooke said doing the 'Superstar' pose (lol you know from the movie). Lisa automatically started laughing.

"That was good B" She said with a laugh.

"Well I gotta go I'm not supposed to be seen in public with a disguise just yet. Especially not here. Sorry Lee" Brooke said.

"It's ok. I'll see you later" Lisa smiled

"Hey we're still gonna talk on the phone and stuff when I go" Brooke said.

"Yeah" She smiled again and walked away.
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Brooke waltzed into the FBI buliding her newly blonde hair was covered by a fisherman's cap, her eyes bore only her clear contacts were covered by a dark pair of 'Arnette' sunglasses. Without bothering to talk to anyone she hurried up to the room she was told to report to.

"Bryant. It's about time you got here." Moor said once again although she wasn't late.

"Yeah yeah yeah, i'm here aren't I?" Brooke said.

"Sit down Bryant. You know Agent (Kelly) Renee?"

"Yeah Hi" Brooke answered.

"Nice to see you Brooke" Kelly said.

"Ok are you ready to learn to be Riley Star?" Moor asked.

"As Ready as I'll ever be." She answered with a sigh.

"Ok your name is Riley Lynn Star-"He started before he was cut off.

"I sound like a freaking country singer!! What's next i'm from Texas" Brooke said sarcastically

"Shut up and listen, Bryant. As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted... Your name IS Riley Lynn Star. You're from California, you're 28-" Once again he was cut off.

"I can't even be my own age?" She complained. She was 30 and proud of it.

"Bryant, SHUT UP!. Ok you're 28, you're birthday is September 9th, your mom's name is Gina and your fathers name is Robert. You have no siblings, you're an only child."

"No kidding" she said sarcastically. He ignored the comment.

"You went to UCSB (university of california Santa Barbara for those who don't know lol my sister went there) and graduated, you studied entertainment law and now you would like to get into the music business more by possibly doing some managin and maybe producing." He said hanging her a sheet of paper with all the info on it. "Learn it!" He said.

"Ok"

"You have the next three days to pack and learn the stuff. then we're gonna fly you to California to meet up with them." He finished (they were in NY)

"Ok anything else I need to know? Any Kids? a one eyed monster in my purse?" She asked sarcastically. (can you tell she's sarcastic yet?)

"Very funny Brooke that's it" He said. She silently got up and left the room.
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