"Um where does this go?" I raise the blue, green, and yellow vase.
Jasmine looks up at me from the box in front of her," I don't know, it's not mine."
"Well it ain't mine."
"Who'd you rob Emerson?"
My eyes widen," wha- I didn't rob anyone!"
She rolls her eyes," we've been in L.A. for all of six hours and you're already stealing."
"Wha-"
"Nope no excuse."
I can tell she's joking, a smile plays on her face that she can't fight.
I'm the luckiest woman in the world.
It wasn't until June 15th that Jasmine came to a decision about what she wanted to do: move to California with me.
At the end of the day she said that it was more important, and more fun, to try new things and be with me than go to school.
Jasmine got in contact with the two investors and they worked together to get her five interviews, two for commercials, two for small, reoccurring, roles in a tv show, and the last is for a minor part in a movie.
She's excited for the parts and she's hoping she gets one for the tv shows, however she did apply to UCLA just in case she doesn't get the parts. I'm glad she has a plan B that will also keep her close to me.
Me on the other hand, I contacted one of the investors and they set me up as assistant director of photography for an upcoming movie. I'm unsure of what it is or any information really and I'll stay confused until my meeting tomorrow with the directors and producers.
We decided to move in together. A lot of researching and apartment hunting ensued until we found an affordable, yet comfortable looking, place.
So we both worked two jobs to save up as much as possible. Both of us at a restaurant downtown. My other job was working as Markus' assistant and Jasmine assisted her dad. The money we made then and the money from our savings would kick start us into our new lives together in L.A.
Our little studio apartment isn't the most luxurious but for the amount of money we had the room we needed it's decent. We didn't want any handouts from our parents so in our opinion what we found was awesome.
"You still here superstar?"
I pull myself from my thoughts and look at her.
"Yeah I'm here, just thinking."
We work for another two hours, putting away the few dishes we have, hanging some pictures, and unpacking the living room, area.
Sighing I fall back on to the sofa, kicking my feet up on the table.
My eyes close and I lean my head back on the couch.
Soon enough I feel Jasmine straddling me, hands on either side of my face.
"You tired?" She asks.
I shrug," yes and no. Tired of unpacking yes, tired in general no. We should go out, explore the city."
"We don't have a guide or anything, we're bound to get lost."
Standing up, Jasmine wrapping her legs around my waist, I say," that's the point. We know where we live so worst case we call a lyft."
She contemplates for a moment," okay."
"Yes!"
We slip our shoes on and grab our stuff before leaving out. I lock the door behind us and we lace our fingers together.
Despite it almost being 7 in the evening, the sun is still out. The weather is perfect, windchill low enough, 79 degrees, and sunny.
Peacefully we walk the streets.
The neighborhood is looks great. There's a park two blocks away from our house, a cute little cafe across the street from it, a market, florist.
Smiling I tug Jasmine across the street to the florist and buy her a rose.
"Awe thanks baby." She leans over and kisses my cheek.
We continue to walk and we near Hollywood, I was unaware of how close we lived to the center of L.A.
We take pictures at the Chinese Theater, which looks freaking awesome.
We see celebrity stars on the ground. Zoe Saldana just recently got her star here so we take a picture with that and afterwards I treat her to lunch before we make our way back to the house.
"Oh my fucking god Emerson!"
Frowning I look at her and she's staring starstruck ahead of her.
I look that way and I raise a brow.
"Relax I got this." I square my shoulders and stride over to him.
He's looking down at his feet casually and no one seems to notice him yet so I approach quietly.
"Uh excuse me."
He looks up and flashes a smile," hello." His British accent is so prominent.
"Um, you're Tom Holland right?"
The smile on his face doesn't leave and it's pretty cute," yeah I am."
"I knew you looked familiar, I'm sorry for interrupting your walk but my girlfriend is a big fan and I was hoping I could get a picture of you two." I smile hopefully.
He nods," of course, anything for a fan."
I wave Jasmine over who giddily and nervously approaches and stands at Tom's side.
"Hello love, I'm Tom, and you?"
If I were not happily in love I'd waste no time in trying to get with him, despite him being totally out of my league.
Jasmine manages to control her freak out," I'm uh-" or so I thought.
She freezes.
"Jesus, Jasmine, your name is Jasmine." I say.
Tom chuckles at this," nice to meet you Jasmine, ready to take a picture?"
She nods eagerly.
Tom wraps his arm around her shoulders and her arm goes around his waist. He's a superstar, she loves me, don't freak out.
I take three pictures of them together.
"Thank you so much." I extend a hand to Tom.
Still smiling and as sweet as ever he says," it was no problem."
"Autograph." Jasmine mumbles.
Shaking my head I dig around in my pocket for something for him to sign, a receipt.
"You mind if we get an autograph?"
He chuckles and shakes his head. As if prepared for this he pulls a sharpie out his pocket and signs the back of the receipt against the wall.
"Here you are." He hands it to Jasmine.
"Again thanks so much."
"Anytime."
And then we part ways.
We're walking past the park when Jasmine finally speaks again.
"Oh my fucking god I froze in front of Tom Holland, I just made the biggest fool of myself."
I wrap my arm around her," no you didn't, you did what just about any fan would do."
"I'm so embarrassed."
I laugh at her. It's adorable to see her acting like this.
"Hate to break it to you but you have to get use to this. One: we live in L.A. so our chances of seeing celebrities is much much higher. Two: once you blow up from the tv show or movie, you'll be a superstar yourself." I inform her.
She chuckles at this," you will too once your movie takes off."
As we walk we talk about how awesome being famous would be and really it's more of a possibility now with our current opportunities.
We get back home and Skype our friends. Jasmine gushes about her meeting with Tom Holland. Olivia shrugs, she loves Tom Holland as the new Spider-man but she keeps her fangirl under wraps. Will has the same reaction.
Everyone else is beyond giddy asking for every detail of the meeting. They all kind of laugh at Jasmine because of her lack of speaking with Tom.
During the call I order Chinese and after it arrives we end the call and eat.
"Honestly I'm so excited for this interview. If it goes well I could be famous, dining with Zendaya and Tom Holland one day." Jasmine beams.
I can't help but smile at her happiness.
It's not until we've showered and gotten in bed that she stops cheesing about the movie.
"Jazzy," I whisper before we've fallen asleep.
"Hm?"
"I'm glad you decided to come to L.A. with me."
"Emerson?"
"Hm?"
"I couldn't imagine being anywhere else."