"There
he is!" *Click. Click.* "Leo! Leo!" *Click.* The group of
excited people ran up to their person of interest, as he stepped out of his
vehicle, "Leo! What are your plans for this coming year..." *flash*
"...now that your career has taken off?" More noisy questions and
flickering lights shot in his direction, "Leo! What do you think
about...*click* What was it like working with...?" A man handed him a pen
and paper, "...Sign this?..." *Flash* Leo took the pen and started to
sign. He loved the attention, but sometimes it became too much when he was just
out to have some normal fun. A lady shoved closer, "Just one
moment...!" *Snap* "Fans want to know if..." He smiled politely,
giving attention to the paparazzi, but it's obviously never gonna be as much as
they want. *Click. Click* "We heard from... Is it true?... What is your
opinion..." *Snap. Snap*
"Alright!"
Two security guards walk onto the scene, "that's enough! Back off! Give
the guy some room."
Leo
handed the pen and, now signed, piece of paper back to the man who thanked him
excitedly, "...This will make me my daughters' best friend!" Leo
laughed and did his best to bid the paparazzi a gracious goodbye.
"Gieez!"
He thought, "some people just don't understand the concept that he's a
regular human being just like them."
He took a deep breath and headed into the bar, he could use a cold drink.
He
was about to sit at the counter when... "Son, you can't come into the
bar," The bar tender stood in his way, "only people twenty-one or
older can come in because we serve alcohol."
"I
know, but I'm 22."
"Son,
I'm gonna have to ask you to leave." He crossed his arms, without budging.
Oh
great! Leo sighed irritated, "Sir, my name is Leonardo DiCaprio and I'm 22
years old, now may I please stay for a drink?"
"I
can't serve alcohol to minors, now OUT!"
"I
am NOT a minor!"
Laughing,
the bar tender rolled his eyes, "You don't know how many times a day I hear
that one. You can either leave on your own, or leave with an escort... Where
are your parents anyway?"
"They
aren't here, I came in alone, because I am 22 years old!" He ran his
fingers through his hair in frustration, "Look, Here's my drivers' license...
See? I'm over 21."
"I'm
not interested in your fake ID," Without even glancing at the card Leo
held out before him, he shouted, "Security!"
"Sir!
I'm telling you the truth! Don't you know who I am?!?"
"Security!"
The
two security guards from outside ran in, "What's the problem?!"
The
bar tender pointed an accusing finger at Leo, "Escort this boy out."
"Why?
What has he done?"
"He's
under age, and waving around a fake ID! He's causing a scene in my bar!"
Glancing
at Leo, they noticed his exasperated expression, and had to hold back a
chuckle, "Actually sir," Said the first guard, "his name is
Leonardo DiCaprio... We were told he was coming so we could keep an eye out for
paparazzi, he's kind of a famous actor... And he's 22 years old."
The
second guard pointed at the bar tender and grinned, "It's YOU making the
scene."
"Aaaaaand
CUT! That's a wrap folks!" Leo smiled.
The
bar tender suddenly grew flustered, "Well, I..." He scrutinized Leo's
young features, "I just assumed that you..." he scowled and returned
to his post at the counter, mumbling to himself about not being able to trust
anybody.
The
two guards couldn't resist a laugh. With everything cleared up, they tipped
their hats to Leonardo, "Have a good day sir," and walked out to
resume their duty.
Finally,
Leo sat at the counter and called to the bar tender, "I'll be taking that
glass of wine for free now... In fact let's make that a complementary
bottle." His smile obviously mocked the bar tender for all the mess he
caused him a moment ago. The bar tender grumbled and turned to the wall of
wine's.
"My
goodness! Sounds like you've had quite the day!" Leo turned to see a
beautiful, smiling young girl seated beside him. She had a half filled glass in
her hand, and long hair that fell over her shoulders.
"Yeah,
I guess..." He hesitated, wondering if this girl knew who he was and might
suddenly ask for his autograph or number or something. But she just sat there,
waiting for him to go on with curious eyes.
Leo
smiled, deciding he could warm up to her, "I just can't believe that guy!
He thought I was too young to be in here! I don't look THAT much younger, do
I?"
Taking
a sip of her drink, her wide eyes narrowed to study him over her glass' rim. "Well..."
She concluded, "you do look like you could pass for a teenager."
"Oh
great, thanks," Said Leo sarcastically, "that makes me feel sooo much
better."
"And
to think 'that guy' let someone like me slip in!" She turned away, smiling
even more, almost laughing.
"What?"
Leo urged her on, "Are you not supposed to be in here?"
She
twirled a piece of her hair around her finger. "What do you think?"
He
paused, "Oh my gosh! You're under 21... What the hell!..."
"Shhhhhh!"
She shushed him. "Thanks for announcing it to the whole bar!"
"Oh,
Sorry. But... I don't. Why?"
"Because
it's fun, and I CAN, genius!" She poked him playfully.
Now
that he thought about it, she did look a little younger than 21. Trying to calculating
her possible age he asked, "So how old are you?"
"Hey!"
Interrupted the bare tender, "Do you want this bottle or not?"
Leo
looked up, "Oh, that's fine. I'll take it."
With
a thud, the bar tender placed the wine bottle in front of Leo, then marched
off.
Waiting
until he was out of earshot, Leo exclaimed, "Well, that was nice of
him."
The
girl giggled, "Yes it was."
Deciding to pay for the bottle anyway, Leo
laid down more than enough money. Although, he didn't want to stick around too
long, Leo thought about leaving. But then he remembered the girl... underage,
alone, in the bar. Suddenly he felt responsible for her. He couldn't let her
stay here all by herself! Besides, he was out for some normal fun, maybe since
she wasn't jumping all over him, this rebellious girl, might actually be fun to
get to know. "Hey," He addressed her again, "do you wanna,
maybe, go somewhere else to share this wine with me?" His lips curved into
a bright smile, "I don't think I should drink all this by myself
anyway."
"I
don't know? Why is someone like you asking me?"
"I
don't know?... " His eyes began to sparkle mischievously, "Are you
old enough to be in here?"
"No,"
She found herself blushing, "not quite."
"Well
then, " He took her hand, "Let me do the honors of escorting you
out... "
She
hesitated, "And what makes you think I'd take you up on that offer?"
"Because,"
He teased, "it's fun, and you CAN, genius!"
Written By~Ally Elaine, Edited By~Madge
Written By~Ally Elaine, Edited By~Madge