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Family Tradition	By : medievalcutie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 2896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Fall Out Boy. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Okay, so my muse on the video shoot is kinda dying, so I think this is the last of the video chapters, despite the fact that I'm still not happy with the quality of the descriptions. As for the name of the random MTV dude, I just made it up, I don't own any part of MTV, so don't sue. If you want to know of the genius concept from "April", let me know and I'll share. But anyways, I have some ideas for the next few chapters (with suggestions from Emo_Koala as well) so be on the lookout for those, along with the partner stories. So here's the new one, enjoy! *hugs*

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“There is no way in hell that I’m going to go out there like this for a director cameo that I didn’t even agree to! No! You are going to take all of this right back off and not pester me about the blasted cameo again.”

“Come on, Becca. It’s just for a few frames. Besides, everyone does a director cameo nowadays. It’s sort of the ‘it thing’ to do.”

“I don’t care. I’m not going to do it. Especially not wearing this.”

Rebecca looked down at the costume they had held up in front of her, not to mention the wig they had put on her head. It was awful, and she knew they had purposely chosen the costume with her in mind, because it was something she had expressly told them she was trying to avoid, the stereotypical go-go outfit with high boots.

“It’s either the go-go outfit, or this one.”

Rebecca groaned as she was shown one of the housewife type outfits that most of the extras were wearing, only this one was more like that of what the queen of the school would probably wear. So she knew that the costume crew had captured her in a trap. It was either stand out in her own video as an idiot in a go-go outfit or as the queen bee of the school.

“So the cheerleading captain it is.”

At this, Rebecca shuddered, having fought the cheerleaders through most of high school, having been in the band and most of the other artsy groups. She groaned, knowing that there wasn’t going to be any way of getting out of the plot her crew had devised against her and took the queen bee costume and quickly changed into it before being pulled over to makeup.

So thus a few minutes later, Rebecca was on the other side of the camera, dolled up and looking like any of the stereotypical proper girls of the time period. She scowled as April walked up with a smug grin on her face.

“So, do you want me to tell you your role in our little cameo play?”

“Let me guess, I’m the queen of the school and am supposed to be the perfect little socialite and arm candy for our king pin, right?”

As Rebecca said this, she absently twirled a strand of hair around her finger, wishing that she had some gum to complete the stereotype. She was a good enough actress that she could pull off pretty much anything, she just liked to be a little too difficult at times, especially when it came to plots that her crew went behind her and came up with.

“Yeah, pretty much. But I think it’s going to be entertaining enough to see you and Ryland together, since he’s at least a foot taller than you. Don’t you think?”

“Oh, I should have known you would have some plot. Sneaky little ...”

Rebecca laughed at the mock hurt expression on April’s face. She knew that her assistant had probably been the one to come up with the little plot, so she knew that of all the crew April would probably be the last one to have any second guesses on their plotting. That and April never really was one to second guess much of anything.

“Just remember who’s behind the camera on these shots. I would hate to have everyone know just how difficult of a person you are. That might not be the best of things for the MTV cameras to find out, now would it?”

Rebecca shook her head, muttering under her breath as she walked over to a faux stone bench and sat down only to be brought a small stack of books from props. She stuck her tongue out at April who gave her a smirk before heading back to the command center. As April called the commands for action, Rebecca managed to wipe her face of the giggles threatening to erupt at the sight of Ryland strutting up acting all macho.

After various takes that went a lot longer than just the ‘few frames’ that the crew had promised, Rebecca had to admit that she was actually having a rather entertaining time goofing off with the parts. She had even gotten to joke around with Pete as she playfully blew him off as he pretended to make a pass at her.

But the fun came to a screeching halt when she heard a commotion over by the refreshment table. She managed to make it through the take they were on before rushing over to see what the fuss was over, only to stop dead in her tracks at the sight before her.

Ryan, who had shown up sometime while Rebecca was being held captive in the costume and makeup trailers, was holding Cat back while she was trying to get loose, no doubt to attack the other surprise. It was none other than the redhead who they had all thought to be completely rid of the night before. Rebecca only had a moment to wonder how she had found out about the location of the shoot before noticing the MTV cameraman taping the fight. She quickly grabbed a headset from one of the catering crew members and angrily turned it to the full crew bandwave.

“Security over to refreshments table, pronto! And someone get the damned MTV cameras out of here before I take one out. They are banned from the shoot until I can get in contact with a manager or such.”

Rebecca handed the headset back to the stunned crew member before rushing over and raising her voice to be heard over the ruckus. Obviously most of the boys and several of the crew members knew what it meant for her to raise her voice, so the area quieted rather quickly.

“What the hell is going on here?! Lilly, I didn’t invite you to my shoot, you are not on the extras list, so leave or you will be forcibly taken from here. I see you on my set again and I will call the authorities on you. And I’m sorry, but until I can speak with a supervisor or such, the MTV cameras are banned as well, so kindly cut the cameras and get off my set. I am not having some circus on my shoot. So, leave! All of you, out!”

Rebecca spun on her heel and stalked over towards the command center, only to end up pacing up and down the set they were shooting on at the moment, a few choice words coming from her lips. She knew that she had probably lost her temper a little too easily, and might have done a few things that she really shouldn’t have, but she had never had the best temper.

“Rebecca Wentz?”

Rebecca stopped pacing and turned to look at the person who the voice belonged to, frowning seeing a man in a suit looking a little out of place on the set. She crossed her arms and inclined her head in acknowledgement.

“Yes?”

“Sorry, I’m Jonothan McLeod. I’m with the regional sector of MTV, I heard there was a problem and that our cameras had been banned from the shoot. Is there anything I can do for you, Miss Wentz?”

“First off, let me say, I have always had a bit of a temper problem, thus why I automatically banned the cameras after a little incident here with a trespasser. But let me also mention that I don’t want your cameras to be filming things that could be possibly harmful to me or the boys at our shoot. Thus I don’t appreciate your cameraman filming our little trespassing problem. So if you would simply inform your people that they are to respect us and our shoot, then I would have no problem with them coming back onto my set. If they cause any more trouble though, I will ban them and will not have any more discussions. Am I understood?”

“Yes, ma’am. And I’m sorry that there was trouble with our men. I will let them know what you have said. I hope the shoot goes smoothly for the remainder of your time.”

“Thank you, Mr. McLeod, and sorry for the trouble.”

Rebecca nodded as the executive walked off towards the exit before she began pacing again. She was still a little more than slightly upset, and the chat with the nosy executive had done nothing to calm her temper. She hit her foot on the bench and muttered another explicative at the new aggravation. She was really starting to hate the day. Luckily it was almost finished, with only another set to do before it was a complete wrap.

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A/N: Also, just thought I would throw this in here in case I don't get an update before she runs off to Puerto Rico, Cat, you're a lucky little person. Here's to hoping you can grab the internet and update your story as well. *hugs*
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