The Not So Secret Life of a Hollywood Starlet
A/N: Hello! This is my first fic so don't be mean.
Full Summary (Sorry it's long): Bella Swan is Hollywood's "it" girl. Bella goes to Seattle to meet her brother, Emmett for lunch. Emmett is a junior at Seattle University. On the plane, Bella befriends Alice, a freshman at Seattle University. After her lunch with Emmett, Bella goes to the airport to find that all plane flights to LA and nearby areas are canceled due to an earthquake. Stranded, Bella goes to live with Emmett until she can get back to LA when she comes up with a plan. Bella always wanted to go to college but her schedule wouldn't let her. But now that she's stranded in Seattle at a college, she decides to enroll at the last minute using a fake name, a disguise, some help, and a lot of money. What will happen when she meets Edward and instantly falls for him? All Human.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight series but I DO own this plot. :p
The Not So Secret Life of a Hollywood Starlet
Chapter 1
(Bella's Point of View / BPOV)
Flashes blinded me as I stepped out of my new metallic red Porsche. The paparazzi screamed at me with every step I took. I just wanted to go inside my house and people were bombarding me.
"Bella! Over here! Is it true that you're secretly dating your co-star Jacob Black?"
"What was it like working with Jacob?!"
I snorted. I could barely stand him.
"What designer are you wearing?!"
"When is the movie premiere?!"
I ignored the babble and carefully clomped up the driveway in my stilettos that my stylists – "Kat" and Ricky – insisted that I wear. If it weren't for my personal bodyguards that I have sometimes, my manager, and my brother Emmett, my face would be meeting the ground – a lot.
Emmett was 20 and went to Seattle University. He was my muscled overprotecting, loving teddy bear of a brother. The school year was going to start next week for him and he was going to be a junior. I had finished high school that year with a tutor and wanted to go to college but I wasn't able to. I wanted to go to Seattle University with Emmett but my career was too demanding. I tried to visit him once a month but my schedule was always swamped, but since I just finished shooting a movie it would clear up a bit.
My parents were divorced. My mom, Renee, loved to travel with her new husband, Phil. They lived in a life of luxury filled with only the good things in the world while all the bad things just disappeared. Like world hunger – Renee though that the government had gotten rid of that in the 90's.
My dad, Charlie, was a different story. He lived in a tiny town not too far from Seattle. I sometimes visit him when I go see my brother. Charlie was the police chief in the tiny town that rarely saw crimes.
I wished I could just be away from the stupid paparazzi and with my family.
I sighed angrily as my manager, Jessica, who happened to be only 19 – a year older than me – followed me into my elegant two-story house that I lived in by myself.
Immediately, I took the terrifying shoes off my feet and collapsed in one of the white leather couches that contrasted perfectly with the light blue paint.
"So Bella - Kat and Ricky will be here in the morning at five thirty. You have a meeting tomorrow morning at seven scheduled with the director and Jacob Black. You're just going to watch some of the previews of the movie, give feed back, and finish up any business since today was the last day of filming," Jessica said as she read it from blackberry that I use for work.
The movie everyone's been referring to – Forever – was going to be a box office hit according to the director, many magazines, and oh… PRATICALLY EVERYONE! I need my space! All I hear at interviews and meetings is how wonderful the movie is supposed to be.
The movie is about a playboy who falls in love with a girl who despised womanizers and the other stupid jocks like him. Eventually, she gives him a chance and they live happily ever after.
"And at ten thirty you have an interview with Cosmo Girl with Melanie Stewart. At eleven, you have a first class flight to Seattle for lunch with your brother at noon. Then your returning flight is at three and once you get back, Cover Girl wants you for a photo shoot," she continued.
"Do I have to do all that? I wanted my schedule clear so I could see my brother," I whined.
"I'm sorry Bella but I couldn't reschedule any of it," Jessica offered sympathetically.
I grumbled but grabbed some pizza from the fridge for dinner. I switched on the plasma screen and devoured my food while I watched.
"…and in other news, Bella Swan and hottie, Jacob Black have been rumored to be secretly dating. It is said that the chemistry on set is real. Today was the last day of filming for the movie Forever and we have a special edited scene for you!" the show host exclaimed.
The picture on the television changed from the blonde gossip reported to part of the movie set. I could tell it was one of the scenes we shot first. The set was of the high school that my character, Kelsey, went to.
This was one of my favorite scenes…
"So…Kelsey…I'm hot, you're hot – why don't we go out?" Jacob – also Kevin - asked.
The camera cut to my face and I gagged just as I was doing now. "Why would I want to go out with…you?" I snapped.
"C'mon babe – don't be like that."
"Don't call me babe! Just – just leave me alone Kevin!"
"You know you want me."
My character slapped him across the face. Even though I didn't get to actually hit him, it was still fun to pretend that I did.
"I said, 'leave me alone!' Don't you get it you ass?!" I shouted on the TV.
I smiled in triumph.
"Ooo…spicy," Jacob murmured to his friend once I was off the set.
What? What?! I didn't see that in the script!
I punched the off button in the remote and decided to go to sleep. I would need it tomorrow.
I slept restlessly all night. I was becoming too stressed to even sleep, but I could feel something was going to happen today. I wasn't sure if it was good or bad but when I woke up when I heard a crash I was sure that it would be bad.
"Damn it!"
"Ricky…? Is that you?" I asked sleepily.
"Oh! Sorry chica! I dropped my bag."
"It's okay," I mumbled.
I slid my feet out from under the silk blankets and hesitantly placed them on the ground.
"Bella! Take your shower now!" Kat called from downstairs.
I dragged myself into the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth.
With my bathrobe secured around my waist, I stepped out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. Ricky and Kat immediately attacked my hair and then forced me into an outfit.
They bought all of my clothes with one of my credit cards since I despised shopping. That's what they did most of the time when they weren't fixing my hair, makeup, and clothes.
I was wearing some designer dark wash flare jeans with an off the shoulder billowing form fitting lavender shirt. My spike high heels were black and had a dark gray bow at the heel. My purse was another designer piece that was black with a lavender bow on the front.
They then worked at my face as I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"Okay chica! You're done!" Ricky exclaimed.
I opened my eyes without looking in the mirror, thanked them, and carefully stumbled downstairs to get breakfast.
"Morning Bella!" Jessica called.
I grumbled a tiered reply and sat at one of my bar stools.
"I brought you Starbucks!" she said as she handed me a frap with whip cream and a small bag containing a pastry.
"Thanks," I muttered and devoured the food.
I arrived at the movie studio at 7am on the dot. The director – Jack Fillmore – rushed up to me and trapped me in a hug.
I didn't protest because I wasn't completely coherent.
"Good morning!" he exclaimed.
"Hey."
"How are you on this very fine day?"
"Tiered," I muttered.
He laughed and led me into a building.
Jack Fillmore was the director who would make your career if you were in one of his movies. His short clack hair had rare flecks of gray hair. He had a very modern taste so that's how the studio and several set pieces were designed – tasteful, modern, elegant, and everything screamed that it cost at the very least a five digit number.
"Jacob's already here and we have a buffet if you're still hungry," he informed me once we reached our meeting room.
I grimaced at the Jacob part but rushed straight to the buffet. I filled a plate with strawberries, a doughnut, cheese, and crackers; I could eat almost anything and not gain a pound.
I bit into my warm doughnut.
"Hey Bella."
I froze, swallowed, and slowly turned around. "Hello Jacob," I said coolly.
"Have you heard? The press thinks we're together. Do you want to be?" he asked seductively.
My partially digested doughnut climbed to the back of my throat. "Yes, I heard, and no – I don't want to go out with you," I said, frustrated. He asked me out every chance he got. His giant ego bugged the crap out of me. Couldn't he take a not so subtle hint?
"Maybe some other time then," he murmured and flashed a grin.
He was hot but was way too up himself for my taste.
I rolled my eyes and sat on Jack's right side with my food. This was going to be loonnnggggg.
I walked into the airport surrounded by my bodyguards. Apparently, I needed them here according to Jessica because and I quote "some terrorist, kidnapper, rapist, or weirdo could be there."
Seriously though, if I needed protection at all, it was because of all of the paparazzi and fans that would love to surround me.
I waited until my first class flight was called and said goodbye to my faithful bodyguards. I found my seat next to the window in the spacious plane and whipped out my iPod. My favorite song stated playing. The first guitar strings rang in my ears. I closed my eyes, mouthed the lyrics so I wouldn't disturb anyone, and bounced slightly in my seat.
After ten minutes, the plain started tilting upwards. I didn't even hear the captain's announcements.
I looked out the window and saw the endless hills of sunny California.
Whoever was sitting next to me tapped my arm lightly.
I took my ear buds out and turned to see what they wanted.
She was short with delicate features. She was shaking excitedly in her seat that caused her short spikes of black hair to wisp around her face. She looked like a model but was too short. Her eyes widened when I turned and she stopped vibrating.
For a moment, she just stared at me, and then, she squealed loudly in my ear.
"Ow." I put my hand over my ear.
"I know who you are! You're Bella Swan! Did anyone ever tell you that you're much prettier in person? I'm Mary Alice Brandon Cullen but you can call me Alice! Nice to meet you! Why are you going to Seattle?" she asked in a rush.
I shrunk back into the seat, intimidated. "Uh…nice to meet you, too. My brother, Emmett, goes to college in Seattle and I was going to meet him for lunch."
"Ooh! I have I have a twin brother and I' m going to Seattle University for my freshman year! My brother's name is Edward, but he hates all your movies – especially the ones with Jacob Black. I think he has a crush on you but won't admit it! Do you want to see a picture of him?" she asked.
I laughed comfortably. I felt at ease in her presence unlike most fans. "Sure."
Alice took out her cell phone and shoved it in my face. "That's Edward!"
Staring back at me was a green-eyed god. His bronze colored brown hair fell into his face. His smile made my heart stutter. His features were perfect – even better that the Abercrombie & Finch models. He looked nothing like his delicate sister.
All too quickly, Alice snapped the phone shut. "He's a really nice brother. He's going to Seattle University with me and he's a freshman, too. His passion is music. Hm…what else? He plays the piano, loves his car, and he is very considerate."
I smiled and nodded my head.
Alice and I talked cheerfully until the plane landed and then she started pouting.
"What's wrong Alice?" I asked soothingly.
"What if I never get to see you again? You're my best friend."
I was shocked. I was her best friend? I never did have a best friend other than Emmett.
"I'm your best friend?" I asked incredulously.
She nodded sadly.
"You know what? You're my best friend too. If you want, I can give you my personal phone number and my e-mail address," I offered.
"Really?!"
I laughed. "Really."
I wrote my contact information down on a notepad that was in my small carryon bag.
"Thank you!" Alice squealed and hugged me tight.
I laughed. "Your welcome."
"Here's my number." She handed me a small scented piece of paper with pink writing on it. Why am I not surprised?
"We could go shopping sometime! Or we could go see a movie with our brothers and my boyfriend, Jasper. Or we could all have dinner together sometime but I would prefer shopping."
I smiled. "Even though I hate shopping, I'd love to go with you."
She smiled a wide smile. "Bye Bella! I'll call you soon!" She waved as we exited the plain.
"Bye Alice!"
Not moments later, flashes were blinking in my direction. I wonder who that could be…
"Bella! Bella! Over here!"
"Bella! Any comments about filming Forever?"
"What are you in Seattle for, Bella?"
Paparazzi.
I slipped my heels off, pulled sunglasses out of my purse, and scurried as fast as I could without stumbling to the bathroom. I pulled my blackberry out and sent Emmett a text message.
To: Emmett From: Bella
I M in the bathroom. Where R U?! Paparazzi attack.
I hit send and got a reply immediately.
To: Bella
From: Emmett
I'll B outside the bathroom in 5min. Don't fall over something and die.
I glared at the message but sighed in relief and waited until there was a knock. "Bella! I'm not going to go in there! Come here!" Emmett shouted.
"Emmett!" I screamed happily as I threw the door open.
Cameras clicked but I didn't car.
He crushed me into a tight hug but let go before I died.
"How have you been Bella? I hope you didn't do anything I wouldn't do," he said with mock sternness.
"If I did something you would do, I would either be in rehab, sued, in jail, or dead."
"You do have a point." He slung his arm around my shoulder and led me to his monster of a jeep through the thick crowd.
I couldn't help it, but I still had that feeling that something was going to happen today.
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