"True," Nadine agrees. "There's other stuff to consider, right? You have more meetings and Seth has another offer for you. Chili's wants you to be the voiceover for their fall TV ads."

Matty and I both scream. I don't even have to think about this one. "Say YES!"

HOLLYWOOD SECRET NUMBER FIVE: Most big stars wouldn't be caught dead doing a television commercial -- unless it's for a well-known charity. But voiceover work is different and lots of big stars from George Clooney to Julia Roberts are rumored to have done it. The reason is simple: You can make big bucks in as few as two or three hours. The best part? Most stars put it in their contract that the company will never confirm or deny it's you voicing a little green lizard or a singing bee. Commercials are the filet mignon of voiceovers.

"See how easy that was to say yes?" Nadine asks. "All you have to do now is pick a movie or a TV pilot and do the same thing."

My smile fades. I start to feel hot, then clammy. I can't take much more of everyone hounding me. Thankfully Rodney has stopped the car, which means we must be at Clark High School, where I'm meeting Austin after his lacrosse practice. "This is my stop," I say quickly. "See you guys later."

"Kates, wait," Nadine begs. "I just wanted to ask you a few more things --"

I pretend not to hear her, slam the door and walk as fast as I can over to the lacrosse field. My phone starts to ring immediately. That better not be Nadine. I fish through the mounds of stuff I threw in my Cinch bag this morning -- Bubble Yum, my Coach journal, Altoids -- and look at the screen. Voicemails. I have six messages in the last hour. Only in Los Angeles could you be driving and hit enough dead spots to miss that many calls.

The first two are from Seth. "Hey there, shooting star. Seth here. I hope you're enjoying this great January weather and spending some time in the backyard reading Manolos Are Meant for Small Feet. Talk to you soon." I thought he said I could have till next week. And then another one. "Kaitlin? Seth again. Maybe hold off on reading Manolos till you read Meeting of the Minds, okay? Have fun, shooting star!" Click.

I feel a little woozy when I hear Laney's voice. "KAITLIN. SURE WANTS YOU FOR A COVER TIMED TO THE END OF FA. I SAY WE TAKE IT. WE CAN STILL GET ALLURE AND I THINK -- WHAT? NO! I SAID LIMESTONE IN THE MASTER SHOWER. NOT MARBLE! DOES NO ONE LISTEN TO MY -- " Click.

I feel like I'm being suffocated. I can't handle all of them badgering me. I begin to feel slightly dizzy and reach out for something to hold on to. I shake my head to clear it and almost miss my next message, which is from Mom. "Kaitlin, the editor at Fashionistas wants to talk to you about me being your mother. I know you're out with Austin, but I told her she can call you tonight. I didn't want to be rude. Make me sound good, sweetie!" Click.