Chapter 1: December 14th 1988
Sometimes I wish I wasn't so busy all the time. I've has people that isn't in the same business as me say that it must be so amazing to have so much free time. I don't get where they got that from. I'm always doing something. If you think that I sleep 'til noon every day, it's not true.
I get up around 6:30 every morning. There's always something on my schedule. When I'm not working on my album I'm writing songs. When I'm not filming a movie, I'm either rehearsing or memorizing the script or reading the script for the first time, considering whether to do the movie or not. When I'm not hanging out with Zac for some one-on-one time; needed one-on-one time, I'm with friends and family – always thinking about him and texting him.
So just so you know; life is busy, also for me.
And as every other person, the wish of a little less stressful week is always there, in the back of your mind. And I just wish that I'd have some more time so I can finally sit down and write to first chapter of my biography. I'm just so busy all the time.
Right now I'm on my way to the movie premiere of Zac's newest film, Everywhere and nowhere. I totally read the script while he was memorizing – 'cause I helped him – and it is so good! I can't wait to see the result of it. And he played with Amanda Bynes again, so it's gonna be so fun!
Sadly he couldn't come with me, but he's gonna stand and welcome be at the red carpet and we're gonna walk up there together. We're totally over the fact that we want to hide ourselves. Especially after the kiss and the wonderful time we had at the Utah Jazz game while we filmed High School Musical 3. I got so much fan mail after that from people who basically freaked out because of it. It was hilarious to read – and watch. The one video I got was the best thing I've ever seen. I don't know why she was being videotaped, maybe someone had seen it and wanted to have the reaction on tape, but it was crazy. She was screaming and jumping up and down on her chair until she fell off it and the smile was enormous. Totally worth the kiss. The kiss wasn't half bad itself! :winkwink:
Oh I'm here! And right outside, as promised, is my prince! Zac looks so hot in his new suit. I just want to get into his arms and kiss him. I'm not gonna though. I'm going out of the limousine with gracious, hugging Zac, takes my arm around his waist as he does the same thing and we walk towards the entrance and the "photo area".
"You look georgeous," Zac whispers in my ear as we move slowly.
I smile up at him. He is so handsome. "You don't look so bad yourself," I whisper back.
"Vanessa. Zac. Turn around. Could I get a smile please? Show it!" What do they mean with show it? He just lost his chances. I'm not doin' anything more that smiling and posing today. He just blew it for that kiss they all want to see.
"Let's go inside," I say to Zac and he nods. He knows what I need and when I need it and I love it. I adore it. I love Zac.
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Ok, yesterday was so much fun! First of all, the movie was so good and Zac did an amazing job. And inside, at the party, we met Ashley and Jared too. I mean, I did know they were gonna be there, but I didn't see them outside – maybe because we went inside so quickly. We had some serious relationship building going on. Like making out for about 30 minutes in the movie theatre. I have no idea why people didn't go inside, but they didn't and we got ourselves a nice half an hour.
I do not know what it is about this particular morning, but I'm feeling very good, and on the upside, there's nothing on my schedule until 14:00 pm, which means that I have around 3 hours do work on my little – sorry huge – project.
"Baby, why are you turning on your laptop?" I knew Zac would notice. He probably just wants be to stay in bed this morning, seeing he has the morning off too.
"I have to write something." I don't really want to tell him about my project yet. It's just too soon.
"But… me lonely in bed." He puts is face up. I almost can't see through it, but I've been waiting to start on the biography for real the whole week and I just can't wait. I think there's something about the Sundays. I always end up writing.
Hah! Hear me saying always when it's only the second time I'm ending up writing on a Sunday.
I ignore my sexy boyfriend with a pouting face and makes myself comfortable on the couch with my laptop and I start writing.
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Chapter 1: December 14th 1988
At 05:32 am on December 14th 1988 in Salinas, California, I was born. I like to think of myself as a pink beauty. Light, cute pink, wrapped in a pink girly blanket lying in my mothers arm on the first day of my life. Little did I know, and little do I remember now. Very often you think you remember things, but you end up knowing you only remember the photograph. But I'm going to be clear with this, I do not remember anything from my first year. Every story is told by everyone else. Every memory belongs to family, not me. That is how it is. You're not able to remember much from the days you spent eating and sleeping. But a lot did still happen and I want to share the memories.
When I was a week the whole family had seen me, unless the enormous family from my mother's side which I've never met. I was the first one and every grandparent and every aunt and uncle were cuddling with me constantly, almost squeezing my parents away. That's what they're joking about at least!
6 months later, I got a baby cousin. Melanie lived only a 10 minutes walk away and we got close very soon. My Mom and my Aunt brought us together every day so I think they enjoyed the company too.
The first year of my life past away in a blink of an eye, it seemed. I danced, I sung, I was happy most of the time. As a 8 months old little girl my parents played me "Angels" by Robbie Williams and I fell in love with it. I loved it from the very beginning.
At age 1, we were forced to move away from Salinas and to Ocean Beach. Even thought I was only a year old I understood that I was leaving Melanie and from what my family tells me, I cried for a very long time before I realized… something.
I went to kindergarten when I turned 2 and I got some friends. When you're two, you pretty much play with anyone who wants to play with you and I didn't really make any special friends. I do believe in the thing said about kindergarten in High School Musical though. During that time, you didn't care about whether the person you played with was a basketball player or a drama queen or a brainiac. It didn't matter; we had fun while playing and that was what mattered.
But I do have a story from when I moved and I was so sad. I think my Mom thought it was a little funny, 'cause she laughs when she thinks of the story and all I can do is laugh with her. Small kids are fun to watch at times.
"Moving
We were just about to leave Salinas. The moving truck had already left and we had to leave too. My parents, aunt and uncle were hugging and saying goodbye – you know, all the mushy stuff – and Melanie and I were left on the ground. We had just learned to walk so we stood and looked at each other, talking the famous baby language no-one can really understand.
"Ok, baby girl," my Mom said and lifted me up. "It's time to go."
I started screaming really loud and my Mom put me down on the ground again.
I ran to Melanie and we just stood there, hugging, crying. Somehow we knew that we wouldn't see each other in a while and we felt sad.
My Dad went over and picked me up at the same time as my uncle Pete picked Melanie up and we got in the car. I looked out and saw Melanie and my aunt and uncle waving to me and my tears flew like a river down me cheeks as we drove away to our new house."