A/N: I'm back, with a new story! I'm doing Fame first because it's taking a lot longer than planned to get the others planned. Web of Deceit is in the middle of a roadblock, but I'm close to a breakthrough. The Boyfriend Switch is simply off to a bit of a rocky start. But I have so many ideas for this story. I think you'll enjoy it! As for the songs, I noticed that in Royalty, I had a lot of Avril Lavigne songs. As in a lot. But for this story, and possibly future stories too, I'll be taking a leaf out of Bronzehairedgirl620's (very well-written) book. There will be a few songs that inspired the particular chapter, and you can choose which one you like. I have a very distinct taste in music, though. It's kind of modern country pop, and I listen to metal sometimes. So you might not find something you like every time, but you have choices, at least. But enough of my over-chattiness. Read the story already!!!

Songs: Don't Let Me Get Me (Pink) Over My Head (Cable Car) (The Fray) A Place In This World (Taylor Swift) My World (Avril Lavigne) Breakaway (Kelly Clarkson)

Bella POV

"Ready, Bella?" my best friend, Alice, asked. "Just act it out. Pretend you're at practice, or just going over the lines in your room. Make it sound natural. There's nothing to be scared of. Just don't be worried."

"Easy for you to say," I retorted. "You're fearless." I sighed. Once again, Alice had gotten us into some random movie audition.

I heard Alice groan. "What?" I asked.

"We're first. It's our turn now," Alice said, a tiny bit of fear showing in her blue eyes.

"Fine, then. Let's get out there." I stepped onto the stage and walked up to the microphone, staining my memory to remember the words. I said a silent prayer that I wouldn't trip or sneeze or anything else that would blow our chances in the middle of the audition.

I looked out into the dark auditorium and saw three judges sitting at a table.

"You may begin," one of them called.

I took a deep breath, and dived into the scene Alice and I chose for all our random movie auditions.

As soon as I began to say the familiar words, my fright and insecurity washed away. I hardly had to think as I did all the familiar motions and said all the familiar words. This was what I'd lived for since I was six. That's when I decided I wanted to be an actress. My mom signed me up for a musical drama group, and I'd been acting ever since. In third grade, Alice Brandon moved to the tiny town of Forks, Washington, where I lived. We hit it off immediately, partly because of our shared love of acting. We joined the school drama club in eighth grade, where we were the star actresses. In sophomore year of high school, Alice and I told our parents that we wanted to get serious about our acting. They let us pursue our dream and Alice and I got sent to the Phoenix Magnet School for the Dramatic Arts. We lived with family friends of my father, the Webers, and went to school. We'd been at the school for two years and were seniors.

And that's why Alice keeps signing us up for more auditions. We need to find a job—and fast. We knew that if we found an agent, we can hold our own, but without one we're dead meat.

With a jolt, I realized we'd reached the end of the scene. I thanked the judges. I heard them whispering, and all I could do was hope their talk was good.

Rosalie POV

"Ready, sis?" asked my brother, Jasper.

"You betcha," I answered. "Why wouldn't I? I've been waiting for this for twelve years." I confidently walked onto the stage, trying not to let any stage fright show. I heard Jasper's footsteps behind me, and I took my position. I looked to the judges for the signal, and when they gave the thumbs up, I began the scene.

I thought over everything my twin brother, Jasper Hale, and I had done to get to this point. Our father was a very dramatic man. He loved to act. So naturally, he was excited when Jasper and I started to show interest in the theater. But that all stopped after the car crash.

Both of our parents were killed in a car crash when Jasper and I were eight. We were sent to an orphanage where we were adopted by a single father. He got drunk often and hit us, especially me. Maybe it's because I was the older one by ten minutes. Maybe it's because I was a girl. Maybe it's because I was simply more insolent, which was true. Jasper was calm, whereas I had a giant temper and an ego to match. But anyway, Jasper tried to protect me, and he ended up getting hurt even more. That's where the faint scars on our arms and backs came from. Jasper passed them off as scars from the crash, but I preferred to hide them under long-sleeved shirts.

So when we were fourteen, we ran away. We came to Phoenix, to the Magnet School for the Dramatic Arts, where our father had said we might go someday. We earned scholarships once we acted for the admission officials. Jasper and I got an apartment with the savings fund our parents left us and we scraped up enough money for rent, food and clothes we earned from various jobs. I was a cocktail waitress and Jasper was a bartender down at the new night club, New Moon.

So we made it by. But once we got out of school, we weren't sure what would happen. We'd probably get full-time jobs for something boring, so we were making a last stab at an acting career by trying to get an agent or a part in a movie.

As we finished the scene, I sneaked a peek at the judges. One was talking animatedly to the other two. Hope swelled inside me. Maybe we had a chance.

Edward POV

"Yo, Eddie, our turn!" my obnoxious brother, Emmett, yelled.

"Don't call me Eddie! My name is Edward!" I yelled back.

"Whatever. Come on."

I walked onto the stage and went over to the microphone that was waiting for me, front and center. I turned to make sure Emmett was ready, and then I glanced at the judges. They gave me the okay and I started talking.

I love to act. I've been acting for as long as I can remember. I started at nine, and that's when Emmett decided he liked to act as well. We joined the Phoenix Magnet School for the Dramatic Arts. We hardly even had to beg. Our parents had so much money, we could go to any school we wanted. Along with money, Emmett and I had such good looks that we could get any girl we wanted. They practically fell on us every time we walked outside.

Unfortunately, that had given me a bad habit. I guess you could call me a bit of a….player. Okay, a big player. I had five or six girls hanging on me right now. I can't remember if Kate broke up with me. But hey, I'm just trying to find my soulmate—the hard way.

I realized the scene was over and I walked offstage. I heard the judges talking animatedly about something. I hoped that was a good sign.

BPOV

"Come on, Bella! They're announcing the winners!" Alice squealed.
"Okay, coming, Alice! Calm down!" I said. I wanted to keep the budding hope inside of me from exploding, in case I was let down again, but as I rushed out to the auditorium and took a seat next to an extremely jumpy Alice, it swelled.

"We have chosen our future stars, the six we have found with extreme amounts of talent and potential," the judge announced. "If we call your name, please come up to the stage."

"Here we go!" Alice said, jumping in her seat.

"Edward Cullen," the judge called. A bronze-haired boy walked up the stairs, his eyes alight with happiness. I almost fainted. He was the most handsome boy I had ever seen.

"Emmett Cullen," the judge announced next. An exuberant giant with black hair bounded up the stairs to stand next to his brother.

"Alice Brandon." Wait—Alice Brandon? Alice! "Oh my God, Alice! Congrats!" I cheered.

"Oh my God!" Alice shrieked. "I made it!" She dashed up the stairs.

"Isabella Swan."

"OH MY FRICKING GOD!" I screamed. Finally, all of the work was paying off! I was going to be an actress!

I leapt up to the stage and bounced next to Alice. "We made it!" I silently cheered to her. We high-fived.

"Rosalie Hale." I looked out into the sea of faces and saw a blond, model-like girl standing up.

"Jasper Hale." A blond boy beside her stood up and they walked up together. I watched Alice stiffen, then sigh.

"What?" I whispered.

"He's so dreamy. But he's married!"

"Alice, he's like, eighteen. He's not married," I told her.

"But just look at them! She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen! And he's the most handsome boy. They belong together." Alice sighed.

"Alice, did you ever think they might be siblings?" I pointed out. Looking at them now, standing next to me on the stage, I could see the likenesses between them: clear blue eyes, slightly wavy blond hair, tall, features that belonged on the runway—they could be twins.

"Thank you to all of you for trying out today—and we wish you the best of luck in future careers. You may go, except for our elected six," the judge said.

I watched the depressed teenagers filing out of the auditorium and I thought, "How many times has that been us? And how lucky are we that it isn't us again?"

"Bella!" Alice whispered. "They're talking!"

I jerked my head up. The judge in the center was beginning to talk.

"Congratulations to all of you! You all have extreme amounts of talent. We have decided on your parts already, which will be announced tomorrow along with the synopsis. We will assign an agent for the six of you, and we think that although you will prosper as individuals, you will rise much farther united. Of course, the farther you rise, the further there is to fall. That's why we've assigned you the ultimate best possible director. This is Garrett."

A man with a brown ponytail stood up in the back of the theater. I hadn't noticed him before. He wore sunglasses and was built like a nightclub bouncer.

"Hey, guys. What's up?" He asked in a deep, gravelly voice.

"Hey, man!" Emmett boomed loudly. Edward slapped his arm. "Shut up, idiot!"

"Now, each of you has individual talents, and we want those talents to shine. So you will each be acting the part that we believe will suit you. No ifs, ands, or buts. If there are any problems about who you are working with, tell us. You don't need to worry about who has the biggest part. All of your characters are weighted the same.

"Now, being in a movie is an intricate, grueling process. The path to fame is long and hard, but it pays off. Ask Garrett. He has trained some of the best."

"Now, I want y'all at the studio tomorrow at eight on the dot. No sooner, no later. Get a good night's sleep. Oh—and good job." Garrett said. "Now go."

We scattered out into the lobby, where Alice immediately began going up to everyone.

"Hi, I'm Alice. I'm Bella's best friend. I think that if we're going to be in a movie together we should get to know each other. So, we should go out together tonight. I know this great place, it's Bella's favorite, it's called La Bella Italia. So?" Alice said impatiently.

"Whoa, slow down," Edward laughed. His voice was beautiful, musical and husky.

"Let me get this straight." Rosalie said. "You—" she pointed to me—"Are her best friend, and you guys are brothers?"

"Yeah," Emmett answered. "And you?"

"Twins," Jasper replied.

Alice let out a sigh of relief. "So, how about dinner?"

"I'd love to go," Rosalie answered, throwing a sly glance at Edward.

"Meet you there at, say, seven?" Edward asked me.

"Sure," I replied. "Hey, would any of you mind if I brought someone along?"

"I don't care," Rosalie answered.

"All right. We'll make the reservations. See you at seven!" Alice exclaimed.

Once again, sorry for not posting for a while. I was sick with the flu. But at least I didn't have to go to the hospital or anything. And I'm back now!