Finally! After two of the longest days of my entire life, it was Monday. Filming day! My first day on any set...ever. I promised myself I wouldn't act weird and star-stricken, even though I knew I totally would. I was so excited about everything. We went to the baseball field, where I was showed to my trailer (I got a trailer! AHH!) and they gave me a costume, which consisted of a black long sleeved tee-shirt, jeans, and a hat that Caroline, Amber, Charlie (when he wasn't wearing a helmet), and I all had to wear for this scene. My makeup and hair ladies put on some mascara and lip gloss. My hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

When we got out of our trailers, Charlie, Amber and I met at the bleachers. Amber looked cold (although we were in LA in the middle of summer) and Charlie was dressed like a real baseball player. I giggled.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing. You just look kinda dorky," I replied. He laughed, and so did Amber.

"Well, I feel kinda dorky," he said. "Are you excited?"

"Yup. Super excited!" I said, squealing a little and then calming myself. "I'm glad this scene is gonna be easy. We just have to cheer and stuff. I'm nervous about doing the scenes with lines," I said.

"You shouldn't be nervous. You practice more than I do," he said.

"How do you know?" I asked. He blushed. Then, Steven called out, saving Charlie from having to answer.

"Hello, everyone! Welcome to Jack's baseball game! Uh...I mean, Jack's FIRST Baseball Game!" he said. The crowd behind us laughed. Charlie went to stand with his 'team.' Amber and I stood next to Caroline, on the bleachers.

"Caroline! I got a new My Little Pony last night!" Amber said. Caroline gasped.

"Really? Did you bring her? I'd love to see her," Caroline said. Amber nodded.

"I can show her to you later," she replied, then turned to me. "Caroline loves my little pony," she said.

"I only like collecting the dolls," she said. I laughed.

"I don't have any My Little Pony dolls anymore," I said. "I left them all at my dad's house."

"OOH! You can come to my hotel room and play with them sometime if you want!" Amber said.

"Okay," I said.

"ACTION!" Someone yelled. Amber and I started cheering.

"Jack! Jack! Jack!" we cheered. It felt kinda weird. As soon as the camera was turned on, we went from one person to another. It was almost kind of relieving. This is pretty much how the rest of the scenes went. Amber did a great job with her line.

"Dad'll be here. He promised," she said, taking a huge bite out of her hotdog. That's another thing I'd learned about her. She loves hotdogs. After that scene was finished shooting, she practically inhaled her hotdog. A few takes later, they were done shooting the crowd and had moved on to the field and the players.

"Callie?" Amber asked, really confused about something.

"Hmm?" I asked.

"If Charlie is supposed to miss the ball, how to we know if he is a good player or not?" she asked. I laughed. Out of all the things in the world she could be confused about, she chose this.

"I dunno. Maybe you should ask him later," I said.

"Well, what if he can't play?" she asked.

"Then he doesn't need to act for this scene," I said. She giggled. We watched as he practiced missing the ball a few times. When they yelled action again, he missed the ball ever so gracefully and looked just about as upset about it as I felt when I found out that our first day of filming was over. I couldn't wait to film more scenes at the end of the week. Our next filming day was on Thursday. We'd film the play scene (again, another scene where I don't have any lines). Before we went back into our trailers, Charlie, Amber and I met up yet again.

"How'd I do?" he asked.

"You lost the game," I said. He giggled.

"I don't really play baseball that much anymore," he said.

"I knew it!" Amber said.

"Hey, kids!" Robin said, walking up to us. Robin was there, watching, even though they weren't supposed to film his scene until later.

"Hi, Robin!" Amber said, giving him a big hug. He hugged her back. "Robin, are you going to yell at us? That's what my mommy said."

"I have to yell at you in the movie, but I won't yell at you in real life," he said. She smiled.

"I can yell, too! Wanna hear?" she said.

"Sure!" Robin said. Charlie and I exchanged glances, but didn't stick around to see what happened next. We had already heard Amber yell before and I still had nightmares. We went back in our trailers and I changed back into my normal clothes. I sat down with my tutor to get some schoolwork done. All performers under the age of 18 must have a tutor for at least three hours per day, and grades above a C in order to keep a child performer permit, which we need in order to work. My tutor's name is Cheryl.

"Just so you know, I don't do spoiled kids," she said as she walked into the room.

"Have fun with Amber," I said sarcastically.

"Amber isn't spoiled, she just has only-child syndrome," she said. I laughed. It was true. After I played school for a while, Cheryl gave me some workbooks to work on in my hotel room or even on set sometimes. She was really nice.

"I have to go tutor Charlie now, but if you have any questions about the schoolwork, your

mom has my phone number, so don't hesitate to call me," she said. I nodded. As she was walking out of the room, I noticed a book poking out of her bag that said, 'Algebra II.' Wow. So Charlies' smart. Who knew? When Cheryl left, my mom emerged. She wasn't allowed around me during tutor time because I wasn't supposed to be distracted.

"How was it, movie star?" she asked.

"It was great," I said, knowing that she stood behind the camera and watched the whole time.

"So...What do you think about Charlie?" she asked, trying to sound casual, but I knew she was on the edge of her seat.

"Oh, we're going to get married, have twelve kids and live in a shoe," I said sarcastically. She smiled.

"Good thing you're in a movie, 'cause you're too over-dramatic for me to handle," she said. I laughed.

"But seriously, he's a nice kid," I said. "Kinda standoffish at first, but once you get to know him, he's really nice."

"Mmhm," she said, clearly thinking I meant something else.

"Mooooom!"

"Hey, I'm not implying anything," she said. I relaxed a bit, until she said, "I'm just saying that you should start looking at shoes to live in."