Kind of a new idea I got so… yeah. This is kind of a knock-off from Camp Rock. Here is the first chapter of my new story.
Disclaimer: I in no way own Twilight! I am not the almighty Stephenie Meyer.
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--Bella's POV--
"Mom, I will miss you, but this is a chance that I'll miss more. You have to let me go! My dreams are just in arm's length now!" I was desperately pushing against my mother's arms and stomach. She was afraid that if I got discovered this summer, she would get pushed out of my life.
She sobbed more and slowly removed her arms from around my body. "I'll miss you, baby. Promise you'll write me?"
"Yes, mom!" I was way past exasperated. "Just let me board the plane and go!" I grabbed my two bags and jogged to the little plane that would take me away from my parents and New York City to my future. I would spend my summer at Camp Stardom. It was supposed to be the only way you could become a celebrity.
As I got in behind the pilot, he asked, "Where to?"
"I'm on my way to Sulphur Springs, Texas. You know how to get there?"
"Yeah, I'm a pilot. I know how to get everywhere on the face of the globe." He seemed smug with himself. Wahoo! Give the man a prize. He can locate anyplace in the world!
"Just get me there as fast as you can. I have a ride waiting for me there. They will be picking me up around 3:30, so hurry please!" I know I sounded like a spoiled brat, but I couldn't care less. I was never one for small talk.
"Fine." I think I heard him mutter a few choice words about me and finally settled on silence. I dug through my purse and put my ear pieces in my ears. I listened to music and looked out the window, letting my mind drift.
--Edward's POV--
"Get away! I am tired of you treating me like a baby. I'm fifteen and able to make my own decisions." I pushed my mother away from me. I didn't want to become attached - being attached would hurt me in the end.
"I'm only trying to love you. Stop pushing me away!" She was on the edge of hysteria. My mother liked keeping me within arms reach.
"I'm going." I pushed past her, bags in hand. I stepped into the limo, ordering the driver to step on it.
"I want out of here as soon as possible. Hit the road!" I didn't turn around because I didn't. I knew my mom was standing in the doorway watching me. I didn't want to feel guilty.
"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
"It's not your business, now is it?" I snapped. I handed her a CD and told her to play it. Debussy filled my ears as she complied to my request.
"You're on your way to Camp Stardom, correct?" she asked, trying to make sure.
"Yeah. Would you get me there as soon as possible?" I asked.
"Coming from Dallas, it'll take over an hour. No matter how fast I drive."
"Thank you for informing me." I could be civil when I wasn't around my parents. They clouded my brain with many thoughts that suffocated me. I then let the music overwhelm me completely, and I drifted into a deep sleep.
--Alice's POV--
"Daddy, I'll miss you," I fake sobbed into his shirt.
"I know baby. I'll miss you, too....." He was soaking up the love he was supposedly getting. Of course, I loved my dad, but sometimes he was too much. He was a celebrity and tried to give all the love he could, but it wasn't always enough.
"....Stop faking though. I can see through your act." So much for becoming an actress.
"How did you know?" I inquired.
"I've seen you grow up. I can tell when you are lying. You have vivid facial expressions, but your eyes tell everything. Your mother always said, 'the eyes are the gateway to your soul' and she was right," he said. I smiled. I vaguely remembered anything about my mother. She had died in a car accident when I was four.
"I'll see you when the summer is over. I'll personally pick you up."
"If you take the time to pick me up, you're the best dad in the world." He pulled me into a hug and had the chauffeur take my six bags to my cabin.
I turned away from him and accidentally bumped into someone else. I immediately apologized.
"You should be sorry," the bleached blonde with a nasally voice said. "You bumped into the Rosalie."
"Look, I said I was sorry." I turned and walked away. They murmured words, most likely involving me. I ignored them. I won't let them ruin this.
"Just ignore them. They just think they're better than everyone else." I looked to where the voice came from. There sat a brown-haired, blue-eyed girl. She had an innocent look.
"Good to know. I'm Alice, and you?"
"Angela. I've been coming here since I was ten. I haven't ever seen you here. You new?" She extended her hand. I boldly shook it.
"Yeah, I just found out about this camp last winter." I knew then that I had found my first friend. We conversed for about thirty minutes and went to the mess hall for lunch.
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What do you think? REVIEW! I really just thought about this. If you're wondering Bella and Alice are both fourteen. Edward is fifteen. I know I made Rosalie sound like a snob, but do you think I could do that to my favorite female character?