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Child Star

Dawn Napier | 0 comments | 10/02/15
Medium

     "So tell me how you got into acting," Jayne prompted.      The hottest star in Hollywood gave a rather strained smile.  He'd probably heard that question a million times before, and Jayne promised herself that that was the last inane question of the interview.  But his response was smooth and articulate.  Jayne Dahl admired the teenager a lot.  There were actors and musicians twice his age with far worse manners.      "My parents were always into it, and I guess I caught the acting bug from them.  My mom was onstage a lot.  She majored in theatre in college, and it was always her dream to be a movie star.  Dad was the same way.  He did some movies when he was my age; you remember For the Love of the Dog and Shadow's Secret.  So I guess it was inevitable that I follow in their footsteps."      The boys certainly seemed at home with the cameras.  He didn't blink or squint under the harsh lights, and when the director asked him to turn this way or move his hands that way, he complied without missing a beat.  Jayne Dahl had been a talk show host for as long as the kid had been alive, and she still felt herself sweating.  She wasn't sure if the boy wonder here ever sweated.      "Your first starring role was in A Boy and His Alien.  Then you went on to make A Boy and His Alien Go to Mars, and A Boy and His Alien Save the Universe.  Why did you decide to stop there?  Rumor has it they offered you ten million dollars to do a fourth Alien movie.  That's a lot of Pokémon cards."      The boy shook his head with that charming, crooked smile that had made him famous.  "Money isn't everything.  I didn't want to keep doing the same thing over and over for my entire life, and the Alien movies were getting a bit repetitive.  And anyway—" another flash of that smile, and Jayne thought, Oh if you were just a few years older… "—three's my lucky number."       "If I may say so, you are remarkably articulate for your age.  Sometimes I forget that I'm talking to a child."      "I have an amazing tutor."  The child star's smile this time was full of genuine affection, and Jayne sensed an opportunity for a more human…

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