Page 40 of Happy Trails & Honey Pots

After getting his duffle bag from the trunk, I watched as he walked up to the bus. Kendall was there waiting for him. She smiled and gave him a hug. It was strange to think they were around the same age that Austin and I were. I remember feeling so grown up, but we really were just kids.

When AJ glanced back over at me, I quickly pulled away from the curb before he gave me a dirty look for spying on him. As I did, the text from Miles scrolled through my brain like a ticker tape.

Did I want to see the tapes of the actresses who were going to be playing me?

Maybe.

Did Iwantto see Miles?

Yes. Absolutely.

ShouldI see him?

No. Probably not.

My mind was still going back and forth when I pulled up in the driveway and my phone rang. It was Miles.

“Hi,” I answered, sounding a little more breathless than I meant to.

“Hi. I texted you but wanted to make sure you saw it.”

“Yeah, I did. Sorry, I was dropping AJ off for science camp.”

“Well, I’d really love your input on these tapes if you’d be willing to look at them.”

“Yeah, sure. Yes. I would.”

“Okay, I can send you the address of the production office.”

“Great. It’s in the old tire building, right?”

“I think that’s what Braxton said.”

“What time is good for you?”

“I have a call at five, so is six good?”

“Yeah, great.”

“Okay, I’ll see you then.”

“See you then. Bye.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.” I hung up the phone after realizing I’d said bye twice.

Why had I just agreed to meet Miles to look at audition tapes? This was a bad idea. I checked the time; it was seven-fifteen. I had a little less than eleven hours to get over whatever stupid crush I had.

I could do that. Sure. Yeah. But, I needed to figure out what I was going to wear, blow out my hair, and shave. And, get over this stupid crush.

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MILES

Pacing was actually a real thing.The only time I’d ever walked back and forth in one spot was on a set when it was written as the action. I’d never actually done it in real life… until now.

When I reached the couch that sat against the wall, I turned and crossed the office again. By the time Zoe got here, I wouldn’t be surprised if I’d worn a path in the wood flooring. I checked my watch for the tenth time in less than five minutes. I couldn’t remember ever being this nervous about a meeting with someone.

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