Love Needs Expression (PART TWO) 1980's

Chapter 8

I got home from the studio late one night in 86' and someone had called me. " Hello?"
" Is this Jennifer Alvera on the phone?"
" Yes, this is."
" This is George Lucas. Im directing a short movie in Disneyland. I've talked to my coworkers and other actors on set and they told me to recommend you to audition. Will you?"
" Oh, okay! Wow. Hi George.  I mean sure, I will, but are you going to get into depth about what this is even about. This is really short notice."
" I need you at the audition in Aneheim this Saturday. We will give details then. " I wrote it down so I wouldnt forget.
" Alright. I'll see you then."
I put the phone down on the recurver. I was really suprised--getting a phone call from one of the greatest directors of all time. Co-workers and other actors....who could that be?
On Saturday I woke up early, took a shower and got dressed.
I slipped into my my converse. I did a quick run through my wet curly hair and grabbed my purse. It was about 101 degrees outside, so I knew my hair would dry quite quickly.
I had butterflies in my stomach.

The large building that they were using to film the movie was hughnormous. And I hesitated before I entered. Disneyland was closed, but the park rides were running. I wondered why.

There they were--George Lucas and Francis Ford Coppola were sitting down at a table, waiting for me. " Hello, Jennifer," he said shaking his hand. " Hi," I smiled, and then shook Coppola's, " Very nice to meet you."
" Its great to be...uh..here......kinda dark and mysterious in here."
They laughed, " its supposed to be like that for the set."
" Right," I said, " So whats this movie called again?"
" It's Captain EO," he said, " It's a three dimentional short film about a young man who goes on a mission to a miserable, dark creepy planet ran by an evil supreme leader. He is with a team of misfit aliens, and he has taken the responsibility to bring light and beauty to the supreme leader."
" Wow, George you have quite an imagination," I said fascinated, " So...am I a misfit?"
" Yes. I want you to be on the ship; part of the team. Captain EO's assistant. And I want you to have a great role in dancing."
" We've been told you're a great dancer," they both looked at each other and grinned.
I was confused, " By who?"
" Captain EO, A.K.A Michael Jackson." My eyes widened and I stared at both of them. George just smiled while Francis chuckled. " Jeni!" A extremley familiar voice said behind me.
I turned around, " Michael?!"
He quickly gripped me into a hug. He started laughing as he swung my around and I nearly cried.