I hope you enjoy this story please review it will mean so much to me. I just had this really good thought when I was watching Rob and Big on MTV. They had Rob blindfolded and he had to chooses a girl by asking all these questions it was funny. I hope you enjoy it.
Unfortunately, I do not own Twilight, Spinnerette or a game show but if I did, I would be very rich. It would be so cool to have so much money.
Any who… here it is…
The Game Show!
Have you ever wanted to go on a game show, well I, Isabella Swan was forced into going on one for my eighteenth birthday. I know wouldn't that be so fun but to me it is like being dragged to the mall.
My best friend, Alice, signed me up to be on it. She blindfolded me and literally pushed me out the door. I always hate surprises and gifts for my birthday.
Therefore, my very creative and highly fashionable friend dragged me into her Porch and to the set of, Is He Going to Pick YOU. (I made it up.)
Here I am now, being placed in one of the three chairs split of by a wall where a "very lucky" guy will sit and ask questions and at the end, he will pick one of the girls to go on a date with. I know, isn't it so stupid but I guess Alice did not think so.
The set was multi colored with a big sigh that read Is He Going to Pick You? Three pink stools were placed to the right of a wall and on the other side there, what looked like a more comfortable chair was placed. I am guessing the guy gets to sit there.
I was placed in between very pretty girls; they were both very skinny and tall with model bone structure. I knew I would not win because I am not interesting at all; all I like to do is watch movies with Alice and read classic books. As I said, I am not interesting.
A makeup artist waddled by and applied eyeliner, mascara and some lip-gloss. I still would not look half as good as Miss. America's over here. They even gave me disapproving look as if I was last seasons D&G scarf.
The show was about to start in any minute and I was dyeing for it to be over. I looked into the crowd and got thumbs up from my best friend but I officially think I do not like her anymore.
Then I noticed Alice's eyes go wide was if she has seen a ghost. Either she did see one or she saw the guy and already went head over heels for him.
Suddenly a spotlight projected on me and the Miss. America's sitting next to me. Seriously, how much longer is this thirty minute show going to take?
"Five, four, three, two, one, action!" The camera guy yelled. The crowd suddenly hushed and the theme song was playing-
'Twenty-one questions and he could be the lucky one.
How interesting could you be for Mr. Perfect?
Win a date, and you could fall in love with him.'
That has to be the cheesiest theme song I have ever herd. It is worst then the 'I love you' song from Barney.
"Today Mr. Edward Cullen is up for a chance to win a date with one of our three lucky ladies sitting on the other side of this wall, are you guys ready?" The host announced.
"Yes." Answered the crowed and I could hear Alice's voice over everyone else's. What has she gotten me into?
"Ok, Edward, ask a question and pick number one, two or three to answer the question." The host announced.
"If you could go on any date with me, where would you go? I pick number one."
Number one, one of the Miss. America's answered. "I would love to go to a fancy restaurant to get to know you."
I could tell she was trying to suck up to him by how her voice was jumping octaves.
"Ok, number two if you went to a fancy Italian restaurant what would you pick to eat." Edward asked but I noticed how smooth and velvety his voice sounded. I hope it isn't some guy that is really ugly but could make any product sell on T.V. even if it was duck tape.
Oh crap, uh shoot what would I eat, oh, I got it. "I would eat mushroom ravioli and a side salad." I quickly said.
"Um, interesting, I love that too." He said.
Like I really give a crap this guy is just some guy that is in need of a girlfriend.
"Ok now, number three, if you could choose any place to go on vacation where would it be and why?" He asked the twin Miss. America.
"I would travel to Fiji to explore the Island and relax and get a tan of course. Duhh." Wow.
"Number two where would you go?" He asked sounding bored.
"I would like to travel around the United States and see historic places." I answered, I looked at Alice, and she looked dumbfounded. I am guessing she wanted me to pick so tropical place.
The questions got harder as we went on. Like I would care anyway.
We were now on the seventeenth question and I now officially sound boring. He asked where our most favorite place was and I said my town, Forks. He asked about what sports or activities we have done and or would love to do and I said to be involved in writing books. He also asked if I could move anywhere in the world where would I move and said somewhere warm like Phoenix. That is where my mother lives.
"Number three, if you could help any charity what would it be and why." He asked he sounded bored as if he was forced to do it, wow that sounds like me.
"I would get rid of all my last years' clothes and give it to goodwill." She answered in a prissy tone. God, I really hate these chicks, they looked like fake-chested bimbos too.
"What about you number one?" He asked.
"I would do the same Edward, I mean that sounds so nice and generous don't you think." She said in the same tone as number three.
"How about you number two?" He asked again. He sounded really bored.
"I would donate clothes to a homeless shelter and serve as a cook at a soup kitchen." I answered at least it sounded better then the other two answers. I sounded so nice.
"Ok, now number two again if could have any car in the world what would you have?" He asked me in a polite tone. His voice was really growing on me.
"I would stay with the car I have, it's a 1953 Chevrolet Pickup Truck, and it is my baby." I said and the whole crowd stared at me with a confused look. "I bet you wanted me to say a Ferrari, but who has that kind of money. Seriously, it is probably worth almost a million." I was officially ticked; I do not have that much money because my father is police officer for a city that only had 3,000 some people and my mom works as a realtor. However, I was happy with my life.
The whole crowd had many emotions painted on their pretty little faces; hysterics, sadness, horridness, and confusion. Why should I care?
"Ok, next question, Number three if you could go on any show in the world what would I be and why." Edward questioned.
"I would totally stay on this show; it has always been my favorite." She said with a flirty face. Kiss ass!
"Ok we are now going take a commercial but when we come back, who will Edward pick? If you want to vote for which girl he picks, go to .com and you could win up to hundred dollars." The host said. "Ok, we have three minute till it comes back on."
However, I stayed where I was, I did not feel like getting up. The fake-breasted bimbos/ models/ Miss. America's went walking by in there skinny jeans and tight deep-v next lines clopping around in their five inch stilettos.
I totally hate girls who think they are all that when they cannot even read the street signs. They can be beautiful but usually they never have brains.
They came strutting back with there twenty dollar bottles of water and of course their heels were clopping as hooves of horses. I felt so underdressed. All I am wearing is faded ripped jeans and a Spinnerette T-shirt and black converse. (You guys have to listen to the song by them called Baptized by Fire, I am not joking it is amazing. It never gets old.)
"We are back and everyone is sitting at the edge of their seats to see who wins, so let's keep going. Edward, you may start." The host said while smiling to the camera and crowd.
"Thank you Mr. Newton. Number two, if you could buy any type of shoes, what would they be and why would you chose those pair?" Edward asked.
"With out a doubt, I would buy Converses because they are comfy and they go with a lot of outfits." I quickly said.
"Number three, what is your favorite store to shop at and why?" He asked. What is with all these shopping questions? Please do not tell me he is some gay person that needs a girl because his parents do not approve of him being gay.
"Victoria Secret, have to make myself look and feel pretty!" She yelled. I like my ears not being deft and I am trying to keep it that way.
"Ok, this is the last question before Edward here will pick one lucky girl to go a date with." The host yelled into the microphone. Seriously, I love my ear and want to keep them that way, thank you.
"I am going to ask all of you this question, what do you look for in a guy. Let's start with number one." Edward said.
"I look for hotness, and ya that is pretty much it." Fakey said. I wanted to strangle her or maybe pull her fake hair.
"Ok, number two." He asked.
"I don't really care about looks but I love guy who are smart, mysterious, sensitive, caring, funny and leaves me wanting more." I said confidently. Alice looked happy. She is not going to look happy after this show. She will probably take off running for her life as she always does when there is a sale at the mall. Even if it is Clair's she goes. Let's say I have been to the mall so many time I could be blindfolded and still know where I am.
"Now, number three." He asked.
"Hotness, sensitivity, creativity, and has to be funny." Fakey two said. She stole some of my ideas. I hate Miss. America's over here.
"Ok Edward, have you decided which girl you are going to chose yet?" The host said.
"Oh course sir," Edward said, he sounded very sure of him self. "And I chose…"
Sorry to leave you at a cliffy, I know I wanted to keep going but I knew it would be a good place to stop. I hoped you liked it, please review. You just have to click that little green button under my story and say something, it can even be bad, I need support.