A/N: Here is another fanfiction of twilight! Based off the movie Another Cinderella Story with Selena Gomez in it. Really good, hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight, another cinderella story. SM own s twilight and Warner Bros. Owns another cinderella story.
Chapter 1:
(BPOV)
Everybody tells me that it's so hard to make it,
it's so hard to break it,
and there's no way to fake it.
Everybody tells me that it's wrong what I'm feeling,
I shouldn't believe in,
the dreams that I'm dreamin'.
I hear it everyday,
I hear it all the time.
I'm never gonna amount to much
but they're never gonna change my mind.
OH!
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
something I don't know
something I don't know
something I don't know
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
something I don't know
something I don't know
something I don't know
How many inches in a mile?
What it takes to make you smile.
Getcha not to treat me like, a child, baby
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
something I don't know
something I don't know
something I don't know
Tell me, tell me,
something I don't know.
Tell me, tell me,
something I don't kn-
"What are you doing Isabella?! Where is my bubbly water?!" Sue yelled at me.
Well, I was in my happy place. A place where Sue or her evil daughters, Lauren and Rosalie, couldn't get into. I was doing my favorite things in the world; singing and dancing. Well singing in a hushed tone and barely moving around since I was in hearing range of Sue but still singing and dancing. And then here comes Sue, yelling at me from her dressing room. Yep she had a dressing room. Apparently Sue is a 'pop' star but she just doesn't know that she is out of date by, oh I don't know, twenty years.
"I'm getting it Sue!" I yelled at her. I ran over to the cooler and dug through until I found the last bubbly water. Then, it was gone. I looked up and there they were, Lauren and Rosalie. Lauren had grabbed the water out of my hands with a smile on her face.
"Lauren, that was the last water! Now your mom is going to kill me." I said as Rosalie got a Coca Cola out of the cooler. I turned around and went rooting through the cooler again looking desperately for another water.
"Bella, we were suppose to tell you that you're suppose to stay out of mother's dressing room. You're very distracting to mother and she is trying to focus." Rosalie said. I rolled my eyes and actually found another bubbly water in the cooler. I grabbed it and ran to Sue's dressing room. I gave her the water and walked out of the room. I went to the other side of the building to a room where no one came in.
Once I got there I started practicing dance moves. I never get any practice at home so I can make up for it here. I stayed there for an hour or so until I got a call from Sue with her demanding that we leave now. Well they get into the limo and drive home, and I get onto my skateboard and ride it home. It took about 20 minutes to get home.
Once I got home, I went to the opposite side of the house from where the Malibu Barbi's and granny 'pop' star went into. I have my own little room that is barely connected to the house, but its my room so, I like it. I sat my skateboard up against the wall and went over and turned the TV on. The news was on and I didn't feel like turning it so I walked over to my bed and saw the two huge laundry baskets on my bed with the same note: FOLD NOW! I sighed and sat down on my bed and started to fold clothes. I turned my attention to the TV once I heard my high school's name.
"Pop star Edward Cullen stated yesterday that he would be returning to his home town, Beverly Hills for the remainder of the school year. In a recent interview, Edward said this:
"I just want to keep it real. Come home, spend time with friends from home. Be a normal kid for a while."
I rolled my eyes and continued to fold clothes. Edward is such a fake. He was a player and didn't care about anyone but himself. Now he was coming back for the last semester of senior year. Oh joy, I can hardly wait. Heavy, very heavy sarcasm there.
"Well there you have it! Girls watch out at Beverly Hills High because Edward Cullen is coming and he is single." the reporter continued.
Then the news went to a clip of Edward Cullen performing at a concert. I watched the way he danced. He was good, but that probably just adds to his cocky airhead brain. I could do those moves easily and everyone thinks there impossible. I just hope that the academy gives me a chance.
I sent a application to the Manhattan School of the Performing Arts to get a scholarship on dancing at the academy. If I get the letter, then I am off to the auditions, and if I make it then I can get out away from my step mom and her evil children.
About an hour later I was done folding all of the clothes and decided to go to bed. I would need all the rest I could get for tomorrow since, I-am-better-than-everyone comes and just makes my life worse. I put on my pajama's and laid down in bed. I turned the light off and was gone before my head hit the pillow.