The Entertainers Heart

chapter 1

I was invited from a friend of mine to sit with him behind the scenes of his new action romance film "Bullets for the heart". His director said that he could bring a friend along since he's going to be shooting this movie in the span of two to three months. So I decided to leave home and go on "vacation" to France. I've packed my luggage, Tom all ready said he wants to go on a touring excursion before they need him on set and in his huge trailer. As I say my goodbyes to my room mates for a couple months a SUV came up to the driveway a man in a black suit grabbed my luggage and another man came out and helped me inside the vehicle, "thank you gentlemen" both of them in a allmost robotic tone said "no need Miss were only here to help and protect, your friend is waiting for you on the jet allready". I smiled as the driver pulled from the driveway to the street playing some pop music, and we sped off to the airport. The one man was seated in the trunk along with my luggage and the other was sitting beside me with his arms crossed and face looking sternly out the window along with three other people in the back. Soon enough we were on the runway with the Jet waiting for us. The car stopped and the guard helped me and the others out of the vehicle. I went around the car and the airport Marshalls were on the bottom of the stairwell motioning for us to head inside as they took care of our luggage. So I went inside and Tom was sitting in a a table seat with earbuds in not paying and so I sat in the chair beside him and poked him slightly without making eye contact. He pulled out his headphones and looked at me "yes Teresa", I turned my head and quietly said to him "if you were going to try to act like this around me maybe I wouldn't have come". He chuckled "I'm only acting like a professional because I don't think there ready to see what fun we are" I silently said " yeah sure, it's not like you have a reputation or anything". As we developed our conversation the jet was ready to take off. Tom and I buckled our seat belts and I slowly drifted to sleep.