Chapter 18 - Itinerary.

I spent most of my extra week learning my lines, being in a major leading role meant more lines and being a cop movie there were lots of technical jargon to get to grips with also. I tried my best to feel the character. I even watched some cop movies to try to get a feel of how I should stand, how to hold my body. I'm not ashamed to say I even practiced some moves in front of the mirror.

Yeah! I could do this.

"What do you say Sherman, huh? You willing to push that button?" I rehearsed.

"Put your god damn hands up asshole! I may be female, but the bullet still hurts like hell when it's shot in your dick!"

"Tyler, that's them, put your fucking foot down!"

Yeah! I was a natural.

I had management meeting on Tuesday. That was as boring as ever. Things were ironed out and Trent went over some things I had lined up the week after.

The radio interview for Gel107FM was pretty cool. Both Tim and I attended and we got to talk about 'Vegas' for an hour. We did a phone-in and spoke to a few fans. I really got on well with Tim; I'd made a really great friend. The fact he was hot was by the by. We flirted constantly; I liked it made me still feel wanted somehow.

My second week back was busier than the last.

Monday 30th - I had an interview on a talk show called Saturday night with John Fernandez. It was pre-recorded, so the interview was filmed in the daytime even though it aired in the evening. That went well. We chatted about Vegas and my trip home to the UK and Tasha, although I didn't name her of course. That was her privacy right. I joined in on a showbiz game they played every week on there and failed miserably, saying that I had so much fun.

Tuesday 1st - I had a hairdressers and spray tan appointment in the morning and a meeting at Warner films in the afternoon. That went really well. I met my new producer and director and some of the crew. I ironed out a few more details I wasn't sure about. All in all I was excited about the new movie; even some of my lines were sticking in my brain now, this I held as a good sign.

Wednesday 2nd - Was my day off. I spent most of my going over my lines, developing my accent and death stare. If only mirrors could talk. That evening I relaxed in front the telly watching trashy movies and cried through a whole box of tissues. I was such a sap!

Thursday 3rd - Was a very exciting day. We had a preliminary meet up of the cast members. I got to chat to everyone and we actually all got on really well. Michael Brandon was a really great guy, and we hit it off straight away. I'd seen some of his work, but as was usually the case he was very different in real life. He wasn't as attractive as Tim, but could still turn heads. I was an extremely lucky girl, id been very lucky with co stars so far in my career. I loved show business. We all had lunch out at a swish hotel paid for by Warner. The food was lavish and the portions small. Typical posh nosh. We all had a giggle and I knew I'd make some great friends during this movie too.

Friday 4th - Was pretty much an anti climax. I had a meeting with Trent. He came over and we sorted some paperwork and contracts, undoubtedly the most boring but necessary aspect of show business. We dotted I's and crossed T's. Yawn!

Saturday 5th - I went shopping. Good old retail therapy. I bought some new clothes; mine were beginning to look tired. I somehow had lost weight again to things were starting to look baggy and trampish. I got some lovely dresses from Gucci and several sets of two pieces from Grandeur. Dior was the place I updated my fragrance collection. I needed a new smell for each new movie, I made it a rule. Shopping warmed every girl's heart whoever you were.

Sunday 6th - I had another chat show interview. This one was live. Much more fun then pre-recorded ones. The Len Barnes show was one of the top U.S chat show hosts. We talked about much of the same. But the fact things weren't edited was great. We got to drink alcohol and talk filth. They didn't even edit out my naked ass in the clip of 'Vegas' they showed. That led to a game of 'spot the boot!', where they showed famous actors/actresses ass pictures and we had to guess who's they were. I'm pleased to say I won that game. I can spot a famous ass a mile off.

The next week was quieter. But it was also the week I found out my mother was taken poorly. On the 8th she had come down with a bad case of food poisoning. She eaten some dodgy chicken or something and it hit her hard. I felt guilty of course because I wasn't in England, not that I could have prevented it of course even then. She had a short hospital stay, but Tasha was there to look after her when she was released.

Unfortunately for my mother, that meant she wasn't well enough to travel to the premiere. We were both gutted, but she insisted I have a good time and she would see the film another time. This was the worst thing about the business. I felt a million miles away rather than a few thousand. Not only a different time zone, a whole different planet. Tasha was still coming though with Sam and they'd arranged a home nurse on call if she was still poorly by the time Tasha flew out. My friend deserved medals. This would also be Sam's first trip on a private flight, let alone one to America. Tasha said he was really excited too. I just knew he'd love the U.S.

The 13th I flew to Florida, ready for my big night. I booked in at The Four Seasons. It was near the Theatre, so the transfer would be easy. Tasha and Sam would meet me here.

Fortunately by the 14th Mum was feeling a lot better so the nurse wasn't needed, but was still technically unfit to travel. Doctors wouldn't allow her fit to fly. As much as I wanted Mum there, I knew I couldn't risk her health. There was some T.V. coverage in England, so she promised to watch. I'd make her proud.

So when Tasha and Sam left her to jet out for the premiere she was recovering well. She promised to eat, seeing as her illness made her lose a lot of weight. It pained me to be stuck here, knowing what she'd been through. Mum as always told me not to worry, there was nothing I could do there and to enjoy my special night. I only hoped I could.

Knowing my best friend was on her way to me gave me some joy. I loved her happiness around me; this time would be a bit different than her last visit though. This one would be a celebration of my work that I loved to do. Bringing Sam with her would also mean I would feel like a proverbial prune. He was lovely don't get me wrong, but I knew I'd feel uncomfortable when they would be drooling over one another.

It wouldn't be their fault of cause. Her happiness was great. I just knew I would be thinking of Marcus and what could have been, if I had only kept my mouth shut that stupid day.

Hindsight was a valuable thing.

Just before Tasha was called for boarding the private jet I'd sent out to get them, she rang me from Heathrow.

"Hey Babes!" She sang.

"Hiya! How's it going? Any delays?"

"Nah! On time. We're boarding soon. I'm so excited!"

I could tell.

"OK Babe, hope you've got everything?!"

"Yes I packed and unpacked four times, Sam thinks I'm crazy!" she giggled.

"She is.." I heard Sam say in the background, which made me giggle too.

"My car will be there to get you at the airport; you remember what Steve looks like don't you?"

"Yep! How could I forget?" She already told me he was handsome when she'd stayed before.

"He will stand with your name on a board. Don't go strolling off with just anyone!" I told her sternly.

"Yes I know!" she sighed.

"It will say Jensam Barrett. J.E.N.S.A.M. on the card, Got that?" Her security at the airport without me there was important to me. I wanted to get her through there as quickly as possible with no fuss.

"Yes Jensam, I got it. Look we are being called, I have to go."

"Come on you idiot, we need to go!" I heard Sam whine.

"Sorry Babes we are walking to the plane now, Sam's being a dick!"

"OK. No fighting, we don't want a row!" I said a little louder hearing the dull roar of the engines in the background.

"He won't, if he knows what's good for him. See you soon Babes!"

"OK Tash, safe journey, see you at the hotel. Byeee."

Yep! She was mental, but I loved her. She would be here in a few hours, and then this party could get started, at last!

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A/N: Guess we've all practiced things in front the mirror then? Ahem! Swiftly moving on...

Thank You to Twihard tillI die for being a wonderful Beta. All the mistakes are hers! lol xx Mwah!

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