Dear Journal,
I had this dream just then, and it had the same memories I had when Marcellus was still filming. It was kind of weird. It began when I was walking out of the plane and then heading out to the city.
I recognized it was London.
I turned my head to Ronan; he looked a lot younger. I looked younger too!
“Where are we going,” I asked.
“To my audition! Did you forget?”
“No, of course not.”
“Good!”
We were in a waiting room.
A lady walked up and asked Ronan, “Ready for your audition?”
“Yep!”
An hour later he came back out with a smile.
“How did it go?” I asked.
“It went pretty well, they told me that we’re going to do some screen tests when I come back.”
“Awesome!”
“They’re also going to place me with someone auditioning as Lila. I don’t know who, though.”
“Will she be older or younger?”
“I don’t know! I guess we’ll find out tomorrow!”
I can’t explain everything here, because I’m not allowed to be up at 3:00am. I’ll see you…sometime.
All the best, Sabrina.