Unlike many small and unknown agencies in Los Angeles, MCA was one of the relatively well known. It handled several artists but mainly focused on acting and movies.

However, it had been going through a bit of a downfall for the last two years.

It happened due to a change of management, and after that, many of their artists left for other companies. One of their top stars, Tommy Williams, left for a rival agency ICM (Innovative Creative management).

This was nothing uncommon in Hollywood, but all these collective failures lowered the stock of MCA by a lot, but they were still working hard to get back on top.

As for Benjamin Charles, he was a senior agent in MCA and his dad's best friend. They used to be college roommates, and after his father's death, the former called him weekly to check upon him.

"Hello, Uncle Charles."

After going through his memories, Will picked up the phone and replied in a bright voice.

– Will, how are you? Have you already moved out of your dorm room?

A middle-aged voice answered back.

"Yes, I moved out just today."

"Good. Then, come to my office tomorrow."

"Your office?"

Will asked, confusion evident in his voice. It was then that he recalled that the original soul had asked Benjamin for a job before dropping out.

– Yes, I will introduce you to a film crew I know. You can work there for a while and pick up stuff.

Originally, the previous soul had decided to get practical experience of a film set and then work his way to be a director.

It was a hard but practical one, and it wasn't like there weren't directors that had gone the same path before.

But Will is different now, and he has the system to help him out. That's why his following words were entirely unexpected for Benjamin.

"Uncle Charles, I'm sorry, but I don't think I want to work on a set like this."

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– What are you saying?!

A shocked voice came through the phone.

"Well, I have been going through some movie ideas these days, and I would have a script ready by the weekend."

– You want to be a scriptwriter?

"Yeah, and I have a favour to ask of you, Uncle."

Will said as he got an idea. He was worried about how he could sell the script of [17 again], but an incredible opportunity was now infront of him.

– What favour?

"I want you to look through my script."

Benjamin's voice ceased for a moment, and after a while, he said in a way like he was trying to convince Will.

– Will, you know, even if you are the son of my best friend, I can't just buy your script. There are rules in the agency–

"I don't want you to buy it straight away. I just want you to look through it. If it's bad, you can reject it."

Will cut him off and said. Benjamin thought for a moment before agreeing to this.

"Okay, come meet me at my office on Saturday."

With that, the call ended, and Will took a deep breath. But this time, it was filled with the excitement of a new beginning.

If he had money and time, he would have gone out to celebrate due to getting a system.

But currently, time was tight, and he needed to write down a whole script.

'I have four days to write [17 again].'

He thought and sat down on his desk. Switching on his laptop, he clicked on the 'Word' software and immediately began writing.

[17 Again]'s script was relatively simple to write as it was a modern drama mixed with time travel. But it mainly focused on love, family and relationships.

At the same time, the protagonist was a very likeable guy as he gave up on his dreams for his pregnant girlfriend.

But Will still had too many difficulties while he was writing the script.

There were many references to Lord of the rings and other movies in the script, and aside from that, the movie also used several other things that just didn't exist in this world.

That's why Will furiously changed the references to be in a match with this universe, taking help from his memories and even watching some other famous movies.

After working for four days, he finally completed the script on the morning of the day he was supposed to meet Benjamin.

Rubbing his eyes that haven't slept much in the last few days, he walked out of his apartment and headed straight towards a printing shop.

Leaving that shop with a copy of the scrip in his hand, he got into a taxi.

His destination wasn't the MCA office but the Writers Guild Association of America (WGA) office.

Before meeting Benjamin, there was one thing he needed to do: get the copyright registered for [17 Again].

The fastest way to do so was through WGA.

Usually, it would take 5-6 months to get copyright registered for a script. But that was too slow and not efficient at all.

That's why, after the change in rules, anyone can get a script copyrighted for 100 USD, and they would do it in an hour. But the downside was that they would need to renew the registration every few years.

Will was okay with it, and that's why, after spending two hours in the WGA office, he could register the copyright.

After that, the only thing to do was to go to the MCA office. It was located on Carberry road, a high-class area in this universe Los Angeles.

Reaching it, he waited a while in the lobby as his appointment still had time.

Finally, at 3, Benjamin's assistant came to pick him up, and it was finally the time for his meeting.

With the script in his hands, Will prepared his heart as he walked inside Benjamin's office.