[ Challengers came out a month ago and yet here they are, riding off the insane viral coattails of it in the sunniest part of Los Angeles in the most generic tennis court alive. The concept doesn't really work when it's one guy and a girl but the brand they're collaborating with (AKA, the big boss who stuck these two together) today said if it's them, they can do it. So now she's stuck in what feels like the shortest tennis skirt staring at the inspo board full of crops from the movie.
(Wow, does Zendaya look good in a bob..)
Herβ eugh, what does she even call him when she's already labelled him as Fuckboy #11? Partner (ew!)? Collaborator (no, shows too much respect..)? how aboutβ coworker sidles up beside her when her arms are cross just beneath her bust, sunglasses shielding enough of her disdain in the hot sun to ask him, ]
[ Fuckboy #11 strolls over, coconut water in hand, sucking noisily from a straw. Is that how he always drinks? Is he doing it because he's just come up beside the supporting talent and it's likely to piss her off? Who can say. He's brushed elbows (and knees and shoulders and fronts-to-backs and backs-to-fronts) with Lottie Person plenty of times.
She has the follower count to break into the real big shit. He might too, if he didn't get off plenty from watching the likes rise up, the comments on his Lives, a distinct pleasure gained from the attention. He rarely says anything real. He doesn't like people, he likes followers.
Lottie Person also has an ass that doesn't quit, spied when he looks down at the slope of her cheeks beneath her tennis skirt. His shorts are tight, short. Shirt tighter than anyone in their right mind would wear while playing a sport. ]
Is it a Disney thing? [ he drawls. Then sucks on the straw again while he nods toward Zendaya on the mood board. ] She's a Disney kid, right?
[ Then, brightly: ] Hey, you think they'll let me go skins?
[ She thinks it's how he always drinks. It has to be because Billy looks so natural with his pouty lips pursed noisily over his straw, casually flexing beside her (but is he though? Or is his shirt that tight? Jesus, how can he breathe? How much does he and his ass work out?).
She turns the slightest, angles her body to let him know she's only half inviting this.. Energy. The smarmy look, the tousled curls and the sheen of oil they definitely lathered over his arms and thighs. Which, she is not looking at!! She is only sizing up the competition (rightfully so, Billy's legion of followers is scary and the last thing she wants on her ass for another weirdly charged photoshoot of them). ]
I mean, yeah, she's a Disney kid but this isn't a Disney thing. [ It'd be really weird if it was, becauseβ ] I think it's about threesomes.
[ And tennis! Obviously. But that goes unsaid as she tries to swallow down the confused frown threatening to overtake her lips. ]
Threesomes? So where's our third? Looks like I've got you all to myself.
[ He leers, just a little, knowing she won't like it. But he can't help the quick dark of his eyes down her side. Big tits, bubble butt. Lottie is hot, but, throughout their working relationship, one thing's been made clear: she's not easy.
Billy Hargrove is a study in opposites. He likes easy chicks, but he'll call them out for being sloppy. He values a girl who's a challenge, but he won't ever commit, won't ever go steady. Lottie Person isn't easy, but Billy thinks he knows how she ticks. She's here for the exposure. That's what she's really hungry for, even though the shoot will bring a torrent of Instagram comments ranging from: there's no way queen lottie can stand this guy π€ to omgggg they're fucking, right?? they've definitely fucked! π₯΅ to where does this chick live? get her off my man! (billy dm me plsss πππ) along with a handful of comments appalled he dared to touch the Lottie Person.
Most people need a hobby. But they need their clicks.
His eyes crinkle, just a bit. Hair and makeup will kill him if he whips his shirt off all the way. He'll get oil stains on the fabric and they'll need to edit it out in post. But, he takes the hem of his shirt in hand and raises it up over his abs... as if he were about to keep tugging it up and over his head. ]
You know. Skins. You didn't playβ [ This time, his eyebrow goes up when he looks over her. ] Water polo in high school? Anything?
[ She definitely doesn't like it (there's a little crinkle to her lips, something like a pout when he sizes her up that she quickly smoothsβ he doesn't deserve knowing how he gets on her nerves!!). She doesn't like how she can see how that'd work for him on somebody else, either. He probably practices in the mirror! He probably practices with other girls like, all the time. Even at the gym.
Not like she cares!
The only thing that matters right now is getting in the zone, especially with an influencer like Billy Hargrove. Maybe, specifically, just, Billy Hargrove. He's different from a lot of the people she's partnered with in that Lottie doesn't work with just anybody. Notorious for shooting with just herself, it was a risk to bring him onto that set their very first job. He was a pain but the clicksβ the views, the comments. The traffic to her page. ]
What? [ The virality is always worth it even for the few hate comments (Esther deletes them anyway..). Sometimes, it is worth it to see Billy's abs that he must've fasted for the day before to make them so.. Prominent. This time, she does give him the satisfaction of a longer linger at his example before it registers. Skins like, naked? Skin?? ] No..
[ Should she have? Is water polo or sports or a hobby integral to some kind of.. Good influencer background?? She looks to the side, away from Zendaya and her threesomes, crossing her arms a little tighter as she tries to figure out if he's being real or just messing with her. ]
[ Billy rolls his eyes. ] I played basketball. You know, shirts vs. skins?
[ So why the hell did he bring up water polo?? Becausehe's being a jackass. Because: ] Water polo is one of those rich kid sports. Country club bullshit. Tennis too.
[ He doesn't actually know what to do with his racket, but he figures he can fake it. But it's clear what he means, he's making a whole lot of assumptions about Miss Lottie Person. And why not? Tons of influencers are rich kids who bought enough followers until real ones showed up. Enough faces in this city are nepo kids with credit lines and interior designers to design their Tiktok backdrops. Why not Lottie Person too? ]
Your daddy didn't make you play extra-curriculars?
[ Lottie can't even run well half the time without her asthma flaring up, what makes this guy think she's done tennis? Or Country Club (okay, that was like one time for her mom's thing..)? The phrase rich kid seers hot into her brain and she can connect the dots now, even if nope of it makes sense. Her mouth opens and closes as she hears him, processes all his assumptions, a bit of the playground vitriol in his voice becauseβ ]
My daddyβ ugh, god. [ Which is accurateβ Mother is Mother but Father is Daddy, because he isn't wrong. Lottie isn't rich but she's from a well off family. Enough to support her big sister through some of med school and enough to help Lottie pay for her first starter credit card. ] My high school life is none of your business!
[ (She did no extra-curriculars, except photography and maybe art.)
But then she pauses. Turns away from the board to kind of look at him head on like she's just piecing something together.. Her brows knit delicate beneath her sunglasses. Did he notβ google her? Should she be offended?? (She googled him!) ]
..We're here to work. We're grown-ups being paid to look hot. Okay? Use your basketball knowledge to help us sell these spanks!
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(Wow, does Zendaya look good in a bob..)
Herβ eugh, what does she even call him when she's already labelled him as Fuckboy #11? Partner (ew!)? Collaborator (no, shows too much respect..)? how aboutβ coworker sidles up beside her when her arms are cross just beneath her bust, sunglasses shielding enough of her disdain in the hot sun to ask him, ]
..You've seen Challengers, right?
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She has the follower count to break into the real big shit. He might too, if he didn't get off plenty from watching the likes rise up, the comments on his Lives, a distinct pleasure gained from the attention. He rarely says anything real. He doesn't like people, he likes followers.
Lottie Person also has an ass that doesn't quit, spied when he looks down at the slope of her cheeks beneath her tennis skirt. His shorts are tight, short. Shirt tighter than anyone in their right mind would wear while playing a sport. ]
Is it a Disney thing? [ he drawls. Then sucks on the straw again while he nods toward Zendaya on the mood board. ] She's a Disney kid, right?
[ Then, brightly: ] Hey, you think they'll let me go skins?
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She turns the slightest, angles her body to let him know she's only half inviting this.. Energy. The smarmy look, the tousled curls and the sheen of oil they definitely lathered over his arms and thighs. Which, she is not looking at!! She is only sizing up the competition (rightfully so, Billy's legion of followers is scary and the last thing she wants on her ass for another weirdly charged photoshoot of them). ]
I mean, yeah, she's a Disney kid but this isn't a Disney thing. [ It'd be really weird if it was, becauseβ ] I think it's about threesomes.
[ And tennis! Obviously. But that goes unsaid as she tries to swallow down the confused frown threatening to overtake her lips. ]
βSkins? What does that even mean?
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[ He leers, just a little, knowing she won't like it. But he can't help the quick dark of his eyes down her side. Big tits, bubble butt. Lottie is hot, but, throughout their working relationship, one thing's been made clear: she's not easy.
Billy Hargrove is a study in opposites. He likes easy chicks, but he'll call them out for being sloppy. He values a girl who's a challenge, but he won't ever commit, won't ever go steady. Lottie Person isn't easy, but Billy thinks he knows how she ticks. She's here for the exposure. That's what she's really hungry for, even though the shoot will bring a torrent of Instagram comments ranging from: there's no way queen lottie can stand this guy π€ to omgggg they're fucking, right?? they've definitely fucked! π₯΅ to where does this chick live? get her off my man! (billy dm me plsss πππ) along with a handful of comments appalled he dared to touch the Lottie Person.
Most people need a hobby. But they need their clicks.
His eyes crinkle, just a bit. Hair and makeup will kill him if he whips his shirt off all the way. He'll get oil stains on the fabric and they'll need to edit it out in post. But, he takes the hem of his shirt in hand and raises it up over his abs... as if he were about to keep tugging it up and over his head. ]
You know. Skins. You didn't playβ [ This time, his eyebrow goes up when he looks over her. ] Water polo in high school? Anything?
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Not like she cares!
The only thing that matters right now is getting in the zone, especially with an influencer like Billy Hargrove. Maybe, specifically, just, Billy Hargrove. He's different from a lot of the people she's partnered with in that Lottie doesn't work with just anybody. Notorious for shooting with just herself, it was a risk to bring him onto that set their very first job. He was a pain but the clicksβ the views, the comments. The traffic to her page. ]
What? [ The virality is always worth it even for the few hate comments (Esther deletes them anyway..). Sometimes, it is worth it to see Billy's abs that he must've fasted for the day before to make them so.. Prominent. This time, she does give him the satisfaction of a longer linger at his example before it registers. Skins like, naked? Skin?? ] No..
[ Should she have? Is water polo or sports or a hobby integral to some kind of.. Good influencer background?? She looks to the side, away from Zendaya and her threesomes, crossing her arms a little tighter as she tries to figure out if he's being real or just messing with her. ]
I mean.. Did you??
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[ Billy rolls his eyes. ] I played basketball. You know, shirts vs. skins?
[ So why the hell did he bring up water polo?? Becausehe's being a jackass. Because: ] Water polo is one of those rich kid sports. Country club bullshit. Tennis too.
[ He doesn't actually know what to do with his racket, but he figures he can fake it. But it's clear what he means, he's making a whole lot of assumptions about Miss Lottie Person. And why not? Tons of influencers are rich kids who bought enough followers until real ones showed up. Enough faces in this city are nepo kids with credit lines and interior designers to design their Tiktok backdrops. Why not Lottie Person too? ]
Your daddy didn't make you play extra-curriculars?
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My daddyβ ugh, god. [ Which is accurateβ Mother is Mother but Father is Daddy, because he isn't wrong. Lottie isn't rich but she's from a well off family. Enough to support her big sister through some of med school and enough to help Lottie pay for her first starter credit card. ] My high school life is none of your business!
[ (She did no extra-curriculars, except photography and maybe art.)
But then she pauses. Turns away from the board to kind of look at him head on like she's just piecing something together.. Her brows knit delicate beneath her sunglasses. Did he notβ google her? Should she be offended?? (She googled him!) ]
..We're here to work. We're grown-ups being paid to look hot. Okay? Use your basketball knowledge to help us sell these spanks!