Just Friends

June 25th

     I've been given the day off. Rehearsals have been going very well, and today they're focusing on the bad guys stunts and speaking roles. I only have to do one major stunt and they said that could be taken care of on set because it's simple and doesn't need to be rehearsed. Eleanor has had to return to New York for a week, too. To discuss another film with her agent. Stanley seemed a bit annoyed that she had to leave, but he said it wouldn't have any effect on our progress. I'm going to miss her. I'll miss the little giggles we have. She'll be back next week though, so I don't "have to wait too long for her return. I would tell you more about reading through the script, but it's nothing exciting. The only thing I can say is instead of running through the script in one go we have now cut it into chunks. We'll repeat a scene two or three times, until we feel it is perfect. Sometimes we may repeat it six or seven times, it all depends on if we approve of it or not. I'm proud of myself though. I've kept up with everything and anyone without struggling or complaining.
     I decided today would be a good time to shop for Madeline's late birthday present. According to the production team, whoever they are, I need to be escorted by a member of security whenever I want to leave. So I'll be shopping for my sister's eighth birthday present with my own personal bodyguard. I found it rather amusing. My bodyguard is a tall, dark and fairly handsome man, I'd say in his forties with short hair. He is called Wayne.
     "I've taken care of a lot of celebrities, most are very rude. But may I say you're one of the politest I've ever worked with, Miss Bishop." Wayne said as he opened the car door for me.
     I smiled, "Thank you, I would ask you to call me August, but Miss Bishop sounds too damn sophisticated."
     Wayne chuckled and shut the door behind me. Madeline text me as Wayne and I were driving. She'd sent me a photo of her and Ethan pulling funny faces. It put a huge smile on my face. Shortly after I received that photo, I received another. A photo of Ethan asleep on our sofa. I miss him, more than anyone else I'm afraid to say. It's probably because I'm used to seeing him all day, every day. Shortly after that message my Mum sent me a photo of Madeline asleep on top of Ethan, she must have cuddled up to him, bless her.
     "I'm looking for a present for my sisters eighth birthday Wayne. What would you recommend?"
     Wayne hummed and sulked in deep thought. "I've got a friend not far from here who has an excellent jewellery store. Necklaces and bracelets, those kind of things." As soon as he mentioned bracelets I thought I could get Madeline one to sit alongside the friendship bracelet she had made with Ethan.
     "Take me there, please."
     Wayne nodded and put on his indicator to change our course.
     His suggestion didn't disappoint. His friend had a wonderful store, filled with various types of jewellery. Everything was covered in sparkling white and silver. It was in the middle of this huge shopping mall. We didn't get to meet Wayne's friend because he was on holiday, but his Nephew helped me find a lovely silver chain bracelet with a silver plaque on it, which could be personalised. It had a small dolphin charm hanging from it, too. It's nearly as cute as her. The bracelet was adjustable, so Madeline could still wear it in thirty years time if she chooses.
     I bought it and had a small message engraved on it: Madeline, on your 8th birthday. Love, A x