Grabbing my hand Dylan led me out of the beautiful mansion into a limo which was waiting probably for us , I guess beacuse he opened the door and led me inside.
The black leather seats , the floral fragrance , the mini television and mini bar made me feel like i was on my modeling tour.
There was a young lady in her 30 maybe sitting across me in the limo reading i mean scrutinizing each and every line because she looked so engrossed in her that she didnt even sense our presence
"Ahem, Ms Torres"
She looked up from her work and said " I am so sorry Mr Asher and Ms...Knight "
" All the bags which you have packed with your personal belongings will be shipped to our very first destination of the movie. You will have have your own personal wardrobe and stylist, and also a makeup artist. I pressume this is your first movie Ms. Knight ? "
I eagerly nodded with a huge grin plastered on my face :D
And she continued "So, then I pray that Mr Asher will show you the ropes.now i think you , Mr Asher have booked the private jet to leave for the first destination of our movie. The flight will take off in an hour. We will reach the airport in about 40 minutes........"
*RING RING*
Ms. Torres's phone began to ring and as soon as she was done talking I requested the driver to turn the stereo on and co-incidently my favourite song was on. The plastered grin remained there.
Dylan was just smiling and nodding at me as I was literally dancing on the seat in the car !
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note
Make me your radio
Turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo
If I was just another dusty record on the shelve
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else
If I ask you to scratch my back, could you manage that
Like it read well, check it Travie, I can handle that
Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
Its just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks
I used to used to used to used to, now I'm over that
Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find a note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Just Keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
And know my heart is a stereo that only plays for you
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note
Make me your radio
Turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo
Oh oh oh oh To my stereo
Oh oh oh oh So sing along to my stereo
If I was an old school, fifty pound boombox
Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk
Would you turn my volume up before of the cops
And crank it higher everytime they told you to stop
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me
When you have to purchase mad D batteries
Appreciate every mixtape your friends make
You never know we come and go like we're on the interstate
I think finally found a note to make you understand
If you can hear it, sing along and take me by the hands
Keep myself inside your head, like your favorite tune
And know my heart is a stereo that only plays for you
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note
Make me your radio
Turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo
Oh oh oh oh To my stereo
Oh oh oh oh So sing along to my stereo
I only pray you never leave me behind
Because good music can be so hard to find
I take your head and hold it closer to mine
Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note
Make me your radioTurn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo
Oh oh oh oh To my stereo
Oh oh oh oh So sing along to my stereo
Om my goodness how I just loved that song.Unfortunately the following songs were just simply boring and slow. My eye lids began to feel very heavy since I woke up pretty early.
" You know I'll wake you up when we reach there you can close your eyes now " Dylan said breaking the silence.
"Thanks" I slept knowing that I was in safe hands.
****** 25 minutes later *****
I felt myself moving. I wasnt sure and I was way too tired to actually open my eyes and see whats actually going on, but I forced myself to and I noticed I was staring at someone's shirt.
I lifted my head up slightly to reveal Dylan's face. He was climbing up some stairs and he gently placed me down in a fully airconditioned room . It felt like a bed ? A bed what? Im supposed to be boarding a plane now
I suddenly sprinted up and scremed "OW" and realized my heading spinning due to the sudden movement.
I watched Dylan walk out of the room close the door.
Noticing a whole bundle of papers of the script of the movie I held and after reading a line or two I slowing placed it back on the counter. I walked around the grey colour painted room which had small windows and as I looked out i realized I was on the plane.
Reality struck me Dylan's Jet had a bedroom ! Not huge though but a small yet spacious one.
I walked out of the room to find Dylan who was stitting on a Comfortable sofa reading a sports magazine while drinking a can of Sprite. His jacket was kept separtely on the table where many other magazines were scattered.
"Dylan ....." I said
