Twilight Fiction: Set after Breaking Dawn:

"I still don't know if I want to do this Edward", I grumbled, glaring irritably at Edward, who lounged elegantly on one of the scratchy red chairs in the X Factor contestants waiting room. I creased my brow, trying to remember how he had lured me here. Oh yes...It was this or go on a major shopping spree with Alice...I shuddered violently; scary thoughts. Sometimes Edward played dirty. No, I corrected myself immediately. He always played dirty...If a beautiful, ice-pale vampire with scorching golden eyes can play dirty...I sighed happily, my new, and incredibly quick vampire brain remembering various interesting scenarios between me and Edward...while at the same time trying to figure out ways to get out of singing soppy love duets from Moulin Rouge with Edward, in front of a panel of judges, on live tv. I sighed regretfully. Even as a newborn vampire I couldn't win against him.

I eyed Edward darkly, then sensing a change in the air pressure surrounding us, I turned my head and glared at the pretty, young blonde woman tripping daintily towards us on high heels, who's job it was to call the contestants into the judging room. Suddenly she stopped. I rolled my eyes, here we go, I thought dryly.

She stared at Edward lustfully, mouth slightly open, her job forgotten, her arms hanging uselessly by her side. Edward slid his arm around my waist, smirking slightly at the womans thoughts. I scowled at the woman. Not that she would be competition or anything, but Edward was mine. I hissed under my breath so that only Edward could hear. His expression changed slightly, and he looked down at me worriedly, probably thinking I was thirsty. "Don't lose control Bella", he muttered, inaudible to anyone without vampiric hearing. I pushed the mental barrier away from my thoughts, so that he could hear my precise views. His expression softened into a crooked grin, and he winked swiftly at me. "Now you know how I feel whenever I catch a man gawking at you" he breathed, squeezing me closer. "Uh huh", I mumbled, "but she's just annoying".

I gave the woman a baleful stare. She flushed and looked down. "Uh, its your t-turn to ... um s-sing" she stuttered, turning a fiery red as she processed our super hot appearance. She turned around and stumbled off, probably to the ladies room to have a nice juicy gossip about us. I snorted. Humans.

Edward took my hand, and we walked, or rather glided towards the judging room. People's mouths dropped as we passed them, and a wave of silence followed us. We reached the door, and pushed it open, then continued down a narrow corridor, at the end of which was the door to the judges.

We stopped before we entered. Edward smiled crookedly at me, then pushed that door open too. We walked silently into the room.

All four judges were looking down, examining various uninteresting looking papers on their desk. I ticked the judges off mentally in my head. Louis Walsh, Dannii Minogue, Cheryl Cole and Simon Cowell.

Edward pulled me towards the centre of the floor, on which was a large red X, right in front of the judges. He squeezed my hand reassuringly. I swallowed tightly, suddenly thirsty.

Simon looked up. He paused, then stared at us in stunned disbelief...or more specifically at me. You'd swear he had never seen a vampire before. Okay he probably hadn't but still...

I smiled widely, revealing my slightly pointed, pearly white teeth.