I maintained my composure before Davy saw me. I started back around the corner when I heard, "Cari, love. There's someone I want you to meet." It was Davy. I slowly turned back around and walked even more slowly toward him and his "friend."
"Cari Courson, I would like you to meet Amanda Schultz. She's going to be portraying my character's love interest on the first episode." Amanda extended her hand to shake mine. I shook it, smiled and asked,
"Yes, didn't you read the script?" He asked.
That'll teach me to not read the script. I could see the way she looked at Davy. She had stars in her eyes just as I did on our first date. But this would just the first of many experiences I would have involving Davy and the many girls' hearts whom he had won.
Fortunately, he didn't have stars for her. Thank God! He left her and took me by the hand and we started to walk down the beach. He told me not to worry about Amanda. It was only acting he said. I knew that it was only acting, but when he and Amanda had their first kiss-- I almost flipped!!!!
I was so angry, and sad, and depressed at the same time....I'd never felt this way about a guy. I'd felt jealousy; and really I had nothing to be jealous over. But, still I could see red everytime he had to hold her hand or kiss her. It finally got to me. I told Michael that I wasn't feeling well and would like to go home. He told an assistant to Bob and Bert, and he called me cab.
I cried all the way home. The cab driver offered me a Kleenex. I took it and blew my nose and wiped my tears. I just sat there with tears rolling down my face and looking out the window. If I was going to be a part of Davy's life and he was going to be in a tv show were he played a ladies' man, I was going to have to get over this jealousy. But could I? I just exploded on the set everytime she touched him. Maybe I should pack up and go back to New York and forget all about Davy Jones.
I had decided that indeed I was going home. My mother had told Michael to tell me to call her, so I would call her and tell her that I was coming home. I had really fallen for Davy, but obviously there was no way we could be together. I got out of the cab and ran into the house. Phyllis wasn't home-- thank goodness!!!
I opened the door, and started toward the phone to call my mother. Just then, the phone rang. I picked it up and the voice on the other end said, "Cari, are you ok?" It was Davy.
Davy explained that she wasn't at the country club, but we have to go back to the country club because her character is having a sixteenth birthday party and the band is hired to play it.