Making It Count (Titanic Rose Fanfiction) part 2

Chapter 3

Roses Pov

The next day I got one on one time with Josie. We walked along the boardwalk and played in parks. I need to tell her now. "Hey Josie?"

"Yes mummy", she did the call and response holding my hand stepping on every crack.

"How do you feel about moving?", I put it in plain simple text for her.

"To where?", she asked gazing up at me with Jacks eyes.

"To Santa Monica", I walked over to a bench, "listen", I sat her down, "mummy got a big role there. It's not like all the others I've done"

"What do you mean?", she tilted her head.

"Well instead of seeing it live, You'll see it on the Camera. In a movie"

"You're gonna be in the pictures?"

"Yes I am", she the immediately jumped up and hugged me jumping up and down jiggling my body with excitement, "Are you ok with us leaving New York City for a while?", she then smiled sweetly nodding.

"I love you mummy", she hugged me

"I love you too Josie"

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A few days later I got the call and we were off. We said our sad goodbyes and that we didn't want to go. They all then waved us off at the train station.

"Mummy? What's there to do in Santa Monica?", she asked politely continuing on with her drawing.

"Well I don't know I've never been Josie. But you know what I've heard?"

"WHAT?!", she beamed with excitement.

"That there are dolphins and plenty of fish in the sea"

"DOLPHINS?!"

"Yes! And there is also a big roller coaster and some rides you can go on. And you can go on as many times as you want!"

"Really?", I then nodded.

"OH I LOVE MUMMY! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!", she jumped and ran towards me.

"Oh!", I hugged her tightly, "so what are you drawing?"

"Everyone", she continued to draw and colour.

"Then who's this?", I pointed to a black and white person/thing.

"That's Fred", she respond

"An Fred is a..."

"Dog", she filled me in.

"Oh ok. Where's Daisy?"

"Oh! I'll quickly draw her in", she grabbed her yellow crayon and drawed the best dog she could next to Fred. "There she is", she said sweetly pushing it into my face.

"And what are those people doing out here?", I pointed to weird figures doing strange things. She then lowered her artwork from my face.

"That's aunt Heidi and Uncle Sam. They're dancing. They dance really funny", she began to giggle.

"I'll say", knowing their partying skills as well as getting drunk. Then there was a knock on the door it was an officer.

"Mrs Dawson. Mr Widow from room 105b would like to speak with you. If you follow me please"

"Ok Josie you keep drawing don't talk or open the door to anybody, especially strangers! I'm going to talk with the director ok. I'll be right back", I kissed her leaving her alone. I then watched as she properly locked the doors waving to me before comfortably sitting back down. I then followed the officer down to the director Mr Widows cabin.

"AH! Rose Dawson. Pleasure to meet you. I'm Fred Widow", Free the director greeted me. "How's the train ride been?", he asked as we both got comfortable and sat down at his desk.

"It's been good. Where I am you don't get much noise from the train. That's a bonus"

"And you've never had that?"

"No never. Even when I rode  first class. Probably cause my mother and parents took the good spots for themselves", now saying out loud makes me wonder if that is true or not.

"So a movie. Your big screen debut", he dragged out, "how do you feel about it Rose? Do you like the character you're playing?", he lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"Very much sir. Movies aren't exactly theatre. But this is the next big thing. As for my character Jasmine well, she's a very loyal, trust worthy friend. And I see myself in her throughout the script"

"Well if you see yourself in the script. Then you'll have no trouble acting it out from the script", he smiled at me, "I saw you Romeo Juliet performance last year. You were absolutely amazing! I knew you would become a star. And your last performance. That blew everyone away. You've got the looks, you've got the bod. But mostly importantly you have passion and talent. And that's what makes you stand out from the rest. Now-", he continued on, "I hope you're going over your lines. That's what their there for. Read it. Use it. Cause that's where characters that make actors stars comes from. The page. The words. The writing. You've got to use all of it. Then you'll produce a stellar performance."

"Thank you sir", I shook his hand.

"It's Fred. Please call me Fred Rose. Since we will be working with each other it is much easier on a first name basis."

"Thanks a lot Fred. For everything. For this opportunity that I'll never forget", I then waved goodbye and walked back to my carriage to see Josie with her head down and drawing. I knocked and she smiled and opened.

"How did it go mummy?", I sat her on my lap.

"He's a very nice kind man. That's very encouraging. He gave mummy lots of advice and tips"

"But you're good at this already"

"I am. But no person ever stops learning Josie. It's like you never stop drawing", I used as an example.

"But I don't stop cause I get ideas"

"That's right! And from those ideas we learn and grow from. And mummy's still doing that. She's doing that right now", I tucked a blonde curl away to behind her ear.

"How?", she asked wanting to know more.

"Well cause I'm being a mummy to you now", she played with her fingers in my lap.

"But you'll always be my mummy", she stopped and looked at me. Before she opened her arms widely and wrapped them around my neck.

"You know how much I love you right", she then stopped and stretched her arms out as wide as she can.

"THIISSSS MUCH!", she tried very hard. Making her face go red before she gave up and fell into me. I then tickled her to death.

The rest if the train ride we did mostly that. We did role playing games and we played dolls. I know we are going to love it Santa Monica. I'm going to do everything that Jack said. I promise.