I’m not cut out for that. It’s hardly me,
is it?”
“Have you
tried?” Jake pointed out. I nudged him in the ribs. He didn’t need to encourage
other people to make me do the movie.
“Ow. What
was that for?” I gave him the look.
“So you met
Jamie Stark the other night? What was he like?”
“He was
nice.”
“Nice? You
just described the hottest man alive as nice.”
“Well he
was. I didn’t get much chance to talk to him. I was there to work and he really
was nice."
Bethany
sighed and Jake laughed.
“He wasn’t
like I expected him to be. Like how he gave the girl his shirt and he was cool
when I spoke to him” Jake said to Bethany.
“Wait, you
were there? What a waste. Any girl would have killed to be in your shoes and
you just spoke to him!”
Jake and I
laughed at Bethany’s outrage. I felt bad that I’d ignored her this whole time.
I really did miss her.
“You should
come with me sometime. You can appreciate the talent while I’m in occupied
elsewhere.”
“Like the
bathroom.” Jake joked to us. I blushed tomato red and walked away in search of
a drink.
“Is she ok?”
Bethany asked Jake behind me.
“She’ll be
ok. I think she’s feeling sick” he snorted.
I ended up
talking to the parents of the girl who died and signing autographs to raise
money for the charity. I made small talk with a few people and pretended to be
interested in the school news, while I put lyrics together in my head. On the
drive home, I sang and tapped out a beat and by the time I was in bed I had
finished a song about lifetime friends that I was going to submit to the label
on Monday.
Jamie
I couldn’t
leave my house for anything and it had been driving me crazy. I didn’t mind
having to get Graham to do my errands and in fact I actually enjoyed seeing him
be my slave. I even found myself making up things I needed, just to see his
reaction. It was worth the pathetic rumours that were sure to follow when I
told him I was out of Vaseline and tissues and I really couldn’t wait. I
thought I’d save him a trip and get him to buy ‘American Pie’ at the same time
because I left my copy in England and I’d been meaning to watch it for ages. At
first he refused but when I started to walk down my drive to the onslaught of
paparazzi, he soon changed his mind. I know he’ll make a point of getting me to
audition for something embarrassing in the near future, like a Viagra advert
but at least my week was slightly more entertaining than watching grass grow.
What bothered me about not being able to leave was not being able to drive
around or visit anybody. There was still a lot I hadn’t had chance to see in
America and a fair bit of it was in the area so I could spend a day driving
there.
The first
time I was allowed to leave my own house was on Friday for my meeting with the
producer. I had read the script and enjoyed it. Comedies are always fun to act
because everyone is in high spirits most the time. The script was basically
about a business man who messed up. Thomas Smith, the lead, ends up in LA
instead of his small town in New Jersey, then chaos starts with strange
meetings with a model and a singer and a random group of conmen who work the LA
scene surrounding the celebrities. It looked good and the producer and director
were the best in comedy. We had to leave an hour early just so I had a chance
of getting past the paparazzi.
As I entered
the office an assistant handed me a cast list and an edited script and told me
to wait for the producer and director who were discussing my recent popularity
with the world of media. I thanked him for the heads up and went over the new
script. I was halfway through when I was called into the meeting.
“Jamie. Come
in. No time for pleasantries, we’re already running late. We have your contract
here that states that bad publicity will end in termination of the contract. We
know you haven’t signed it yet but we’d like to clarify that this
is it?”
“Have you
tried?” Jake pointed out. I nudged him in the ribs. He didn’t need to encourage
other people to make me do the movie.
“Ow. What
was that for?” I gave him the look.
“So you met
Jamie Stark the other night? What was he like?”
“He was
nice.”
“Nice? You
just described the hottest man alive as nice.”
“Well he
was. I didn’t get much chance to talk to him. I was there to work and he really
was nice."
Bethany
sighed and Jake laughed.
“He wasn’t
like I expected him to be. Like how he gave the girl his shirt and he was cool
when I spoke to him” Jake said to Bethany.
“Wait, you
were there? What a waste. Any girl would have killed to be in your shoes and
you just spoke to him!”
Jake and I
laughed at Bethany’s outrage. I felt bad that I’d ignored her this whole time.
I really did miss her.
“You should
come with me sometime. You can appreciate the talent while I’m in occupied
elsewhere.”
“Like the
bathroom.” Jake joked to us. I blushed tomato red and walked away in search of
a drink.
“Is she ok?”
Bethany asked Jake behind me.
“She’ll be
ok. I think she’s feeling sick” he snorted.
I ended up
talking to the parents of the girl who died and signing autographs to raise
money for the charity. I made small talk with a few people and pretended to be
interested in the school news, while I put lyrics together in my head. On the
drive home, I sang and tapped out a beat and by the time I was in bed I had
finished a song about lifetime friends that I was going to submit to the label
on Monday.
Jamie
I couldn’t
leave my house for anything and it had been driving me crazy. I didn’t mind
having to get Graham to do my errands and in fact I actually enjoyed seeing him
be my slave. I even found myself making up things I needed, just to see his
reaction. It was worth the pathetic rumours that were sure to follow when I
told him I was out of Vaseline and tissues and I really couldn’t wait. I
thought I’d save him a trip and get him to buy ‘American Pie’ at the same time
because I left my copy in England and I’d been meaning to watch it for ages. At
first he refused but when I started to walk down my drive to the onslaught of
paparazzi, he soon changed his mind. I know he’ll make a point of getting me to
audition for something embarrassing in the near future, like a Viagra advert
but at least my week was slightly more entertaining than watching grass grow.
What bothered me about not being able to leave was not being able to drive
around or visit anybody. There was still a lot I hadn’t had chance to see in
America and a fair bit of it was in the area so I could spend a day driving
there.
The first
time I was allowed to leave my own house was on Friday for my meeting with the
producer. I had read the script and enjoyed it. Comedies are always fun to act
because everyone is in high spirits most the time. The script was basically
about a business man who messed up. Thomas Smith, the lead, ends up in LA
instead of his small town in New Jersey, then chaos starts with strange
meetings with a model and a singer and a random group of conmen who work the LA
scene surrounding the celebrities. It looked good and the producer and director
were the best in comedy. We had to leave an hour early just so I had a chance
of getting past the paparazzi.
As I entered
the office an assistant handed me a cast list and an edited script and told me
to wait for the producer and director who were discussing my recent popularity
with the world of media. I thanked him for the heads up and went over the new
script. I was halfway through when I was called into the meeting.
“Jamie. Come
in. No time for pleasantries, we’re already running late. We have your contract
here that states that bad publicity will end in termination of the contract. We
know you haven’t signed it yet but we’d like to clarify that this
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