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"Hello?" I answered the call from the unknown number.

"Miss Felton?" The voice asked.

"This is her." I finished applying the last of the clay masque.

"This is Range Axe, I was wondering if you were interested in doing a movie with us." He spoke and I hummed.

"Maybe, maybe not." I stood, putting my phone on speaker as I walked to my closet and began picking what I'd wear for the day.

I heard him laugh, the sound was charming.

"Well if you're considering, maybe we could meet up regarding the film and the part we desire you to play if you agree of course." He told me.

"Sure, when is this?" I grabbed heels but it was far too formal.

"We are free tonight at 7, does that work for you?" He asked.

"Sure, send me the location and I'll be there." I hung up, dropping my phone as I grabbed my jeans, a T, and flats.

-

"Thank you, I appreciate it." I smiled to Becky after my facial.

"You look absolutely fabulous." She swiped my card and handed it to me before I left.

I checked the time, glad I had about 2 hours before dinner.

I was exhausted but I had grocery shopping to do.

No I'm not a Kardashian, I cut my own cucumbers, I put my shopping carts away on a regular basis.

I may be a wealthy woman but for one, I trust no one picking my food, and two, I'm not lazy, I like going out and shopping for food and cleaning supplies, I love cleaning my own house and doing my own laundry.

Which isn't a mansion may I add. I have a 2 story home, the theme modern and it's just mine. No maids, no chefs.

Yea it was a little more expensive but I wanted white granite and tile don't come for me.

I am a firm believer money creates laziness and liposuction and it's sad.

I picked up my necessities, only being out of a few key items.

I took them home, putting them away before grabbing a nice dress to iron.

I put on my perfume, lipstick, mascara, and lotion along my entire body.

I put on the same red bottoms I had on for my red carpet.

I fixed my blonde hair into a messy yet classy bun before grabbing my keys and leaving.

I was shocked at how different yet the same they looked.

Same black hair, same tall height, same green eyes.

Ryder was edgier looking. Eyebrow piercing, tattoos, the man who keeps the few top buttons undone for his tux.

Range looks very... professor like. No tattoos, glasses. He looked like Ryder if he was a hot teacher or something.

I stepped inside, looking around.

"Hello sir, I'm here under the Axe name?" I asked and he eyed me.

"What's Shaina Felton doing here? You're so much prettier in person!" He squinted at me.

"Well sure, anyways I have business to attend to-"

"Shaina!" My name was called and I looked around until I saw Ryder waving at me.

"Excuse me." I moved toward them, sitting across after shaking hands in a polite greeting.

The waiter came by with a smile.

"Miss Felton, what would you like to drink?" He asked.

"Sauvignon Blanc." I smiled.

"Sure, I'll give you all time for food." He walked away.

"Movie hm?" I looked at them.

They were freakishly alike. Twins were but they were exactly the same in the face and body. On the outside at least.

They explained the plot, the sex scenes, how my boobs would show, the ideas behind the male love interest. They explained my pay and estimated popularity if I was in it vs if I wasn't.

"What can I get you guys?" The waiter came back around.

They ordered, him then looking at me.

"8oz steak, medium well, asparagus, and Brussel sprouts." I said and immediately Ryder made a face.

"Done." He walked away.

"Brussel sprouts?" He looked at me.

"This place makes them good." I shrugged.

"To each their own." Range nudged his brother.

"What's with the teacher look?" I leaned forward, my chin on my hands.

"Teacher look?" He quirked a brow.

"Mmhm. The no tattoos or risky jewelry, glasses and having your shirt buttoned up majority of the time." I squinted and he smiled, the gesture captivating.

"Well, I can see but not far away. If I have those things I'll get mixed up with Mr. Bad Boy over here and it's just not my thing." He sat back, relaxing into his seat.

"Bad boy?" Ryder looked at him, shocked almost.

"Yup." He nodded.

"And is the teacher look bad?" He asked me.

"You just look... innocent?" I attempted the word and they both froze.

"Alright, not a word in your vocabulary. Oh look! Food." Thank fuck.

They set the plates down and I immediately began eating, I was so hungry.

"Any thought of whether you'll do it?" Ryder asked, clearing his throat.

"Sure." I nodded.

"Is that a sure you've thought or-"

"I'll do it." I told him and they both smiled.

"Amazing." They both thanked me as we are in silence.

This better be good. My tits are being publicly viewed.