Spencer James moves from the comfort of his own home to chase his dream of becoming an actor. Along the way, he meets people that will change his life; Some for the better. Others for the worse. It's all up to him to decide which is which.
About an hour later, we're at a concert hall and I'm taking pictures as I wait for Spencer to make a phone call to his friend inside.
"So, are you and my brother together?" Delilah asks.
I let out a heap of pent up air before carefully answering. "We're more like in the 'I have no clue' right now stage."
"He's a boy! You have to just tell him what you want," Dee suggest and I smile.
"If only it were that easy!"
She laughs. "Well, truth moment, my mom couldn't stand Yonni. And not that he brought her up a lot, but she hated when he did."
"Really? Why not?" I ask curiously.
"Something about her only being in it for the thrill and not for real—- You should let me take your pic," Delilah says as she, obviously, changes the subject.
"Sure—," I reply hesitantly as my brain drifts off to what Ms. James really thinks about me.
I try to forget about her words as I strike a pose.
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"Preach is coming to let us in before the show," Spencer says before stopping and staring at me.
"What?" I ask as I try to ignore his look.
"One more," Delilah insist and I give her another pose.
"Can you stop staring?" I ask as I try to avoid the eye contact he loves making.
He doesn't respond. Instead, he walks towards me slowly. "Did I mention how amazing you look tonight?"
"Yes, once in the house. And twice in the car!" Dee blurts out, making us both chuckle.
"Just because you look like UK's worst top model doesn't mean you get to hate," he mouths and I pluck his hand playfully while we all laugh.
"My guy," an older gentleman with an American accent says as he, excitedly, pats Spencer's back.
"Preachhhh," Spencer yells before they share a moment.
"Coop is about to go crazy seeing you here," he tells him.
"This is—"
"—I know who this is! She used to play in that Valley show called 'Ice Baby' a while back."
"You don't strike me as the type to watch my show," I tell him and he smirks.
"I didn't. But I used to work for this Italian guy who stayed in the Valley. His little daughter used to like it. Always had it on when I'd go over there." He explains.
"Well, since he's clearly a fan of your work—- Olivia, this is Preach. And he taught me all about the culture before I ever stepped foot on American soil." Spencer says proudly.
