I tip-toed around the house, searching for my black high heels, whilst Rose sat on the sofa, a bowl of Lucky Charms balancing on her knees, watching a cartoon. I had been woken up at the crack of dawn by her quiet sobs. It turned out she had a bad dream and didn't want to go back to sleep. Remembering that I had an audition in the next few hours, I decided to get up and get ready before I became too adapted to the warmth of my bed and refused to do so.

Oliver was still in bed, seen as he didn't have to go in for shooting his new film until around three o'clock, and had been unaware when Rose had come in. He was a heavy sleeper – as you had probably guessed. I knew that he probably wouldn't wake up until around eleven-ish when his hunger would pierce his dreams and awake him.

'Momma, me want more,' said Rose from the sofa. She held up her bowl, peering at me with her puppy dog eyes.

I rolled my eyes. My two year old child ate more than I did. And I ate a lot!

'Sure, honey, just give Mommy a minute.'

I got on my knees and peered under the sofa. I gave a sigh of relief when I saw my black heels lay on their sides, covered in a small layer of dust, in reaching distance. I grabbed them and jumped back onto my feet. I wiped the dust off quickly, praying to God that they fit still, and took a seat besides Rose, who was still wearing the same puppy dog expression that melted even the coldest of hearts.

I jumped at the sound of my phone vibrating on the glass coffee table in front of me. Rose giggled at me softly, climbing off the sofa and hobbling away towards her room. I leant forward and picked up my phone, not even needing to see the caller I.D to guess who it was.

'Faith,' I greeted as I flipped up my phone.

'B, remember your audition at ten,' replied Faith.

I rolled my eyes and wondered what I done to make Faith have no confidence in me. I had always turned up to every audition she had managed to get me, showing the right amount of enthusiasm about wanting to play the role and displaying the correct manners – especially if I hadn't succeeded in claiming the role I had wanted. I would have thought that, after many years, Faith would at least have some sort of trust in me.

'I know, I got it.'

'And bring Rose – that little 'un does wonders at turning the directors into goo,' Faith chuckled.

Well, that was true for certain. Two months after Roses' first birthday, I had asked Faith to find me a new project that would get me back on track. My fans had been missing me, loyally waiting my return, and I owed them more than ever possible. Like I had asked, Faith found me a supernatural horror film called The Grudge that needed a leading woman to help spook the audience. Oliver was down in Chicago visiting his parents, leaving me to look after Rose. As all my friends were busy, I had no other choice but to take Rose. The director had fallen in love with her the moment I pushed her into the room in her pram, watching as she sat kicking her legs and shrieking in a high pitched cry. He asked if he could hold her whilst I auditioned. Passing her over to him, I wondered how he was able to look so calm – any guy seemed fearful of a crying baby. However, throughout the audition, Rose remained silent, playing with his tie and putting it into her mouth. I had received the leading part in the film – yet I had a strong feeling Rose was something to do with it as well as my acting skills.

'Sure,' I said.

'I'll have Xand pick you up for quarter to ten.'

'Cool. See you then.'

I hung up and dropped my phone besides me, leaning back into the sofa and rubbing my hands over my face. I hoped that since I was going at such an early time that maybe no paparazzi would be waiting for me this morning. Yesterday had been hectic during lunch, even though we had been giving a private room, because all we heard was people screaming our names, begging the waiters to let them up to snap a few pictures. Rose had thankfully ignored all the shouts and just ate as normally, babbling along in her usual soft voice.

Wait. Where was Rose?

I jumped up and headed towards her bedroom. I poked my head around her door, looking around the bright pink princess themed room, and raised my eyebrow when I noticed the room was empty. I stepped back out and turned back to look around the apartment. I walked back into the main sitting room area and glared around. Finally, I spotted her little foot poking out behind the breakfast island in the centre of the kitchen area. Slipping my high heels back off, I tip-toed towards her. I got on my hands and knees, crawling sneakily closer, before poking my head around the corner.

Rose sat, leaning up against the oak cupboards, with the Lucky Charms cereal box between her legs, munching away happily. It took her a few moments before she noticed me watching her. She gave me a quiet giggle, showing off her cheeky smile that had adopted from Oliver, and continued eating, spilling a few over the floor as she scrammed loads of the cereal into her small mouth.

'If only Daddy could see now,' I whispered, crawling closer towards her. 'I think he would be very angry that you were not planning on saving him any.'

Rose giggled again, hiding her face behind the box.

'Rose Marie Summers, what am I going to do with you?'

I stood up, sweeping her up into my arms and blowing a huge raspberry on her cheek. She shrieked in delight, pushing my face away from hers.

'Momma!' she giggled.

I pulled away. I stuck out my tongue at her and watched her giggle again.

I loved seeing my daughter smile. It completed my day. Whenever I had a hectic day – a word that is used in my every day vocabulary – I find myself peaceful when I am able to spend time with Rose. I hated the days when I would have to go to the studio and shoot for half the day, before going to do a few photo shoots and interviews, and not being able to return home till late at night or early in the morning. Even though we were only separated for a day, it always seemed like much longer. I had never planned to have children, especially as I was so dedicated to my career, yet Rose had been a gift from the gods and life without her would be very dull.

I watched as Rose began to play with my hair. She noticed me watching and looked up. She smiled her cheeky grin once more, before pressing a soft kiss on the side of my cheek.

'Wuv you Momma,' she said.

'Love you too, baba,' I replied, snuggling my head into her curly hair.

There was a sudden knock at the door. I re-arranged Rose so she was on my hip, and headed towards the door. I looked through the peephole to see Spike and Riley, looking as muscular as ever, with their friendly smiles and arms folded over their chests. I opened the door, stepping aside to allow them in.

'I thought I told you that you could both have the day off,' I said, shutting the door behind them.

Rose reached out towards Spike, who happily took her in his arms. Rose seemed to have a fascination with Spike – she was always wanted to play with him or pull at his curly blonde hair. Spike laughed as Rose grabbed a fistful of his hair. I already knew that after this long Spike didn't mind my daughter's constant need to annoy him.

'It's alright,' shrugged Riley, shoving his hands into his pockets, 'we decided we would escort you to your audition. I'm pretty sure the papz will be watching you.'

I flashed him a grateful smile.

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I sat in the front of the SUV, huge sunglasses covering half of my face.

I had been wrong. Half the amount of the usual paparazzi was waiting outside when I had left the building, crowding me as usual with their flashing lights and many questions. Wanting to get Rose out of the spotlight as quick as possible, I passed her to Spike and had him quickly get her into the back of the car. Riley escorted me to the passenger seat before taking his seat in the back. Whilst Riley made his way back around the car, many people surrounded the windows to get pictures.

'We're here,' announced Xander, pulling me out of my thoughts.

'Thanks Xand,' I said.

'No problem,' he smiled. 'Just give me a ring when you want picking up.'

I nodded.

I scanned the street and noticed no paparazzi had found me yet. I pressed a kiss to Xander's cheek, leaving a lipstick mark, before throwing open the door and jumping out. I opened the back door and unbuckled Rose from her car seat. Placing her on my hip and grabbing my handbag from Spike, I thanked Xander once more and shut the door.

I headed towards the huge building in front of me.

'Momma, where we go?' asked Rose.

'Mommy just got to go meet some very important people, beautiful. Can you be a good girl for Mommy?'

Rose nodded and snuggled her head into the crook of my neck.

I straightened down her hair as I entered through the automatic doors.

The reception was a pale crème colour with a brown laminate floor. My high heels echoed loudly around the room. There was a huge glass desk towards the back of the room, with another door to the left of the desk. I headed over towards the desk, my shoes making my presence known, and saw the young woman at the desk. Her hair was scraped back into a tight bun, her brown eyes pierced me as I made my way over, and her lips hovered into a huge smile. The woman only looked a few years into her twenties.

'Mrs Summers, I'm a huge fan!' she gushed, rising from her seat.

Her head quickly snapped around to the door to the left of the desk. After peering at it for a few moments, she turned back to me with a small smile.

'I apologise,' she said, holding out her hand. 'I'm not supposed to act like a crazed fan around the celebrities that come hear. Part of the job,' she added in a whisper.

I shook her hand, shaking my head softly. 'It's Ok. It's a pleasure to meet you.'

The woman grinned like a child seeing their Christmas presents huddled around the Christmas tree. Her eyes suddenly snapped behind me and I spun around to see Faith entering the reception. Her hair was shoved up in a messy ponytail and she wore a simple grey tracksuit with a pair of sunglasses balanced on her head.

'Look whose late,' I mocked, sticking my tongue out.

'Chill, B, it's all cool,' grinned Faith.

Rose looked up to register Faith's presence. She flashed her a toothy grin, which Faith replied with a ruffle of her hair. We both turned back to the young woman, who was now sat back down in her seat, and waited as she collected the information we needed.

'Mr Giles is up in room one hundred and ten on the sixth floor,' smiled the young woman.

'Five by five,' replied Faith.

I hitched Rose further up my hip as we made our way towards the door.

'Let's rock this bitch,' Faith said to me, clapping her hands together.

I had my fingers crossed.

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