.:Private, Mad Hatter and I:.

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    Here we are, so just show me a picture of here as an adult and we can start!


    He obviously is Robert Pattinson but here is a random picture anyway:
    [img width=510 height=340]http://www.mtv.com/movies/phot…romo/robert_pattinson.jpg[/img]
    Not the best picture but never mind, he usually where's a beanie, rayban glasses and some black jeans with braces hanging low and any shirt ;) he just looks like Rob as he is!


    Show me a picture and we can start!

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    OOC;; Oh dear... Ashlii's retained her evil characteristics... This should be interesting...


    IC;; Ashlii left the studio at 4:00, walking through the millions of corridors to her dressing room, where she collapsed on a chair.
    "Oh my god..." she murmured. "I swear, if I have one more modelling shoot, I'll scream." She reached out and picked up a cherry, as well as magazine, and started flipping through it. A headline caught her eye.
    "Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart break up!" She stared at it then sat up. "Oh my god. It's ROB!"

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    My muse has come back :D


    I sat down in my dressing room and sighed. It had been a long day shooting and I really needed this break. I grabbed some coke and then a magazine. I looked through it and groaned seeing a whole two pages on me and Kristen's break up. I quickly turned a couple pages. I then saw a modelling blog, I looked at the girl and narrowed my eyes recognising them. "Ashlii!" I said in disbelief. My dresser looked at me strangely, "Rob?" He said. "Oh sorry.." I said.

    Ashlii picked up the phone and called her agent. She growled as he took forever to pick up. When he did, she snapped at him.
    "Right, you? I need you to arrange something with Robert Pattinson. Pronto." Her agent looked surprised on the end of the line.
    "Ashlii, that'll be very hard, we don't have-"
    "Do it!" she said, then slammed the phone down and kept flipping through her magazine like nothing had happened.

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    I was very surprised. I put the magazine down and sighed. "Wow," I muttered. "Rob? Are you ok?" My dresser, Mike, asked. "Yes, thanks I just saw someone I knew.... Very well..." I muttered the last part. "Mike, do you know where my agent is?" I asked. "Yes, he is in Los Angeles," Mike replied. "Ok, thanks," I said. I gathered if he was in Los Angeles he would be doing nothing important, I was in California for this movie. I grabbed my phone, "Hey, James," I said as my agent picked up, "What do you need Robert?" He asked. "Oh, do you know a model called-" I was interrupted by him saying, "Sorry, Rob I'll have to call you back I've got someone ringing me," my agent said. I sighed, "Alright," I said before hanging up. James picked up his phone, "James Pickory, who is this?" He asked.

    Ashlii growled and stood up, pacing up and down the carpet, biting her lip. When someone came in with cookies, she snapped and sent them running, then sat down and started playing with makeup. She sighed and ran a hand through her beautiful hair, then left her dressing room, to find someone to do something interesting with.

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    I got called by the director to come back to set. I sighed and got up, running my fingers through my hair. Mike quickly went to me and fixed my costume, "Go get 'em," Mile smiled. I chuckled, "See you later Mike," I called before going to set, I was the only brittish person and like usual, felt like the odd one out but I was use to it, living in America and all. I had a quick cigarette before greeting my director and my other co-worker and having a chat about the next scene.


    James talked to the other agent on the phone, "Ashlii Miles, is she a model by any chance?" He asked, remembering what Robert was about to say.

    "Yes, why?" Ashlii's agent said, sounding surprised.


    Ashlii was standing in a studio, making a music video, but she was bored out of her wits.
    "Hannah?" she asked her producer. "When's my next live concert?" Hannah checked her schedule.
    "Two weeks from now, in California," she said. Ashlii sighed.

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    I flicked my cigarette on the floor as it was time for shooting. I got into position and then waited for the action call. After the scene we were allowed to have a longer break this time as we had shot a lot of scenes today, it was a good day and we had got through the scenes quickly. I hung around with one of my co-workers, Jackson Rathbone, who I knew very well as he played Jasper in Twilight. Oh the memories *rolls eyes*.


    "I remember Robert, Robert Pattinson, saying something about her earlier," James said.

    Ashlii's agent almost fainted, staring at the phone as if it had turned into a banana and started singing the Gummy Bears song.
    "Ashlii was asking about him too!!"


    Ashlii sat around in the studio, arms crossed, sighing. She was still waiting for some news from her agent about Rob, and had forgotten what he was like. She laughed as she remembered the... games, they'd played with her cousin. He lived in Holland now with Jenny, of all people. Then she remembered Rob and her breaking up... it had happened around the time he'd made the first Twilight movie... he fell for Kristen, she'd moved countries and became a singer and model, and she'd never contacted him since.

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    "Ok, so I'm guessing the would like to meet?" James said.


    I thought about how awkward it would be meeting Ashlii again, and I wondered if she would be the same. When I started to film Twilight. When we broke up, I realised that it was wrong what I use to do, so I gave up beating and being mean, but unfortunately I never gave up smoking.
    As I sat with Jackson I wondered who my agent was on the phone to, I thought about Kristen for a brief moment before quickly changing to thinking about Ashlii.

    "Yes, preferably within the next week," Ashlii's agent said, calmly. She put down the phone once the details had been organised and grinned at Ashlii. "Pack your bags. We're getting on the next plane to California to see Rob tomorrow."


    Ashlii grinned and ran a hand through her hair, walking to her room and starting to pack. No, rephrase. Her personal packer, packed, but she sat there, sipping iced tea and thinking about Rob. Would he be the same? She wasn't sure she'd like him any more if he was nice. She sighed and stood up, slinging her bag over her shoulder and leaving. Catching a cab to the airport, in 3 hours she was on a first-class plane to California, nibbling an apple and sipping fizzy water, watching the first Twilight movie.

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    James rang Rob and explained, "Meet me outside the hotel your staying at tomorrow at 8 am and we will go to the place we are meeting them," he said before hanging up.


    I agreed and went back to the hotel I stayed at once shooting was over. I thought all about it the whole way home. We I got home I fed my dogs, the one I have had for a while and the one me and Kristen shared but I took him. When it was about 11 at night I decided to go to bed, I was tiered from a long day of shooting. I couldn't get to sleep for a while thinking about the meeting tomorrow. Gradually I was asleep.

    When Ashlii arrived, she was exhausted, but that was soon fixed after an hour at the spa. She decided to wear a black micro miniskirt, hot pink t-shirt, and lace-up black boots; she looked as if she hadn't aged a day since when she walked into high school. Sighing, she stood in front of the hotel, surrounded by security guards, fidgeting nervously.

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    James started to drive to the hotel Rob was at, he had got the plane that night.


    I woke up, seeing I had five minutes till James was here. I jumped up, "sh*t," I said before quickly having a shower and getting changed into some black trousers with braces handing down. A white t-shirt with a black shirt over the top and some black converse. I did my hair and then put a beanie on and left my rayban glasses off for today. I looked out the window for paparazzi, great, they were all waiting out there. I sighed and prepared myself for a raid. I went out quickly and then there was a sudden flash of cameras and shouting. James and some security guards where there to help me to the car. When we were in the car and moving I sighed with relief. "How are you Rob?" James asked, "Good, thanks," I replied.

    Ashlii ran a hand through her hair, messing it up slightly, and some boy from the crowd surrounding squealed slightly. She ignored it, used to boys liking her, both at school and as famous. She looked over at the place where Rob and his agent where beginning to emerge and bit her lip, feeling nervous, like the first time she'd spoken to him.

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    James smiled at Rob as they pulled up.


    I sighed, "Lets do this," I muttered, un-enthusiastically. I got out, the security guards around me as people gathered and where screaming, trying to get to me. I chuckled lightly with my head down. James and the security guards lead me safely to Ashlii and her security guards. I watched my security guards shoo the crowd away with mighty force, just about getting them to leave. I sighed with relief before looking at Ashlii, this was the most awkward position I had ever been in.