She sticks her hand out and I shake it. Wait... What?! Did she say that she was Spencer Carlin? I can't believe it. I'm meeting Spencer Carlin! Who is Spencer Carlin you ask? Well she is the best director the West Coast has seen! She owns her own production company. Yup. She OWNS a production company. You want your music video, movie, or commercial done right? You go to Ms. Carlin here. My eyes are the size of quarters right now. "The S-S-Spencer Carlin?" Oh lord, now I'm stuttering.
"I'm hoping that me." She smiles and giggles at me.
"Like as in Get Carried Away Productions?" She smiles and nods. "I'm a huge fan. I love all your music videos and of course the movies you have written and directed. You are an amazing director. It's so awesome to meet you," I ramble on. I'm seriously making a fool of myself. "I'm, um, aaa, umm, Ashley…Davies."
"Haha, thanks. That means a lot. I love knowing I have fans." Spencer run her fingers through her hair, just to have it fall back on to her face. She looks at me with a confused look. "Wait. You said Ashley Davies?" I nod my head slowly. "Oh My God! You talk about me but you're the world wide known rockstar!" I can feel my cheeks getting red again. I smile and laugh. "I can't believe I'm meeting you finally. I thought I was never going to see you after you ditched our meeting about your music video."
"I'm sorry about that. I really am. I was so looking forward to meeting you and working with you but the day of the meeting um, my, um, wife had an accident and I had to rush to the hospital." I look down thinking about the day that changed my life. Till this day it haunts me.
"Oh my god, I had no idea. I really thought you were being like all the other rockstars that don't show up to things or just always show up late. No one ever told me why you weren't there... Is she ok? Your, um, your wife?" She looks at me, sorrow and guilt is written on her face, as she plays with her hands.
"Um, she died a week later, giving child birth." She puts a hand on my shoulder as a sign of comfort and that's exactly what it brings me, comfort. "But I am thankful she left me a wonderful son." She looks at me as to say 'I know exactly what you mean'. "And you have nothing to worry about. Plus I do have a few rockstar stereotypes up my sleeves." I roll up my invisible sleeves and she can't help but laugh at my action.
"Oh really rockstar? Like what," she asks.
"Well, um, I'm very very mean and fire people all the time. Shh but don't tell anyone. I don't want to be one of those rockstars sent to anger management," I whisper to her while putting a finger to my lips. Spencer laughs and I can't help but think that I want to make her laugh any and every chance I get, just to hear her beautiful laughter.
"Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me." I smile. "So you have a son?"
"Yes, I do. His name is Ashton. He's four, so yes this is my first time here. Dropping a kid off. How about you? Do you have a son or a daughter? Oh... wait. You're one of those creepy people that hang around schools." That gets a little chuckle out of her. So I'm guessing smooth Ash has come out to play. Thank god. I thought I was going to keep being a stumbling idiot.
"Ha, no. I have a daughter. Annabelle. She is six and smart."
"And I bet beautiful like her mother," I cut in. Spencer blushes and looks down trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Um, yea she is. And thank you." She looks up at me and once again I get lost in her eyes.
"So today would be your third time?" She nods. "Hmm, still feels like the first time though since she is still young. Right?" She looks at me a bit bewilder.
"Yea, it does." She lingers at the thought. Spencer looks down at the white iPhone in her hand. "I'm sorry Ashley, its really nice talking to you but I have to get to work. Gotta company to run," she says, pointing her thumb towards the parking lot.
"Oh, yea. That's cool. I, um should get going too. Let me walk you to your car." She nods and I let her take the lead. On the short walk to her car, she tells me how her daughter was so nervous about school today she tried to hide in Spencer's closet. How cute is that? If Ashton did that, I wouldn't have never brought him to school!
"Well this is me." She points to a sliver bug.
"Nice ride there badass." I laugh out loud.
"Hey, hey, I love this buggie." Spencer lays her hand and head on the top of the car, making me roll my eyes at her affection to the bug. "What about you, rockstar? What are you driving?" I turn around and point to my sapphire black Nissan Rouge. I smile remembering that Ashton helped me pick out this jeep. He said that one day it would be his. "Oh it got nothing on my bug!"
"Ha! My Rouge would crush your little bug." She laughs and shakes her head.
"Well, I better go. I'll see you around." She opens the driver's seat door and I hold it as she gets it.
"Yea, I will see you around." I smile and close the door.
Spencer puts down the window to her door as she is about to drive away. "And Davies!" I look back at her. "You owe me a meeting."
"You got it Carlin," I say, winking. She laughs and drives away. I walk over to my Rouge and get into the driver's seat. I sit there for a moment and just breathe. Wow. It's all I can say... Wow.
Author's Notes: So I hope you guys enjoyed chapter 3. I'll be back next week with a new chapter. Please review and tell me what you think :)