A/N - This is my first story and so I would really appreciate anyone's comments or opinions they have. I seriously hope that I am good enough to be appreciated on this site. Thank you for reading and enjoy!
I wanted to point out in this chapter something quite important. I recently got a review telling me that I retyped the story but gave Bella more money. If the reviewer cared to read on, they would have found out that it gets completely different. And I do mean completely. As my first fanfic I didn't know whether to stick by the mainstory or not or if it was what you guys liked but I realised it was good to leave the original story behind and create a different story. This is why the first few chapters look like the same story.
But I would appreciate it if you would read the whole story before jumpingIto any conclusions about my writing.
Thank you.
Chapter 1
I remember the day when I was first asked if I wanted to appear in a movie. My mom had a spontaneous idea, she had decided to pick up our stuff and go to Hollywood for a week.
"Isn't this exciting, Bella? We could get to see the stars!"
I was excited. For one, it was a trip and we didn't often go anywhere. Two, it was a different state and one I had never been to before, but I never knew how much that trip would change our lives.
I was posing on the sidewalk as mom took some pictures of me. I went really wild as only a seven-year-old would when showing off. That's when mom got a tap on her shoulder.
"Excuse me, Ma'am," said the man, " Is she your daughter?"
"Um, y-yes. Is there something wrong?" she stuttered. The man was intimidating, wearing a black suit and carrying a briefcase. Looking back, I realise mom must have been slightly scared.
"No, no. Not at all. It's just I work for a production agency and we are looking for a bubbly girl, age seven or eight, and your daughter looks just the part! Can I give you my card and we can sort out the details…"
I didn't pay much attention after that, I knew what the man meant. He wanted me to be in a movie… ME! I hadn't given stardom much thought, but now it was being offered to me, I was going to do everything in my power to grab it.
Acting can be quite stressful. I had to attend my first audition a week later. Mom fussed over me, making me look as cute as a button. I was given a script to look over, but trying to learn the lines was horrific.
"Mom! I can't remember them!" I sobbed an hour before the audition.
"It's alright, sweetie. You just have to go in there and be your cute and bubbly self and the words will come easily to you." She had never been more right.
I walked into the room where the director and some of his crew were. They were all looking at me as I stood in the middle of the room with my palms sweating. I frantically looked over to my mom, to get some reassurance. She nodded and gave me the thumbs up, which made all my worries float away.
"Start any time," the director said.
I took a deep breath, and shouted, "I won't come easily, Dolly, catch me if you can!"
A girl read the lines of Dolly.
"But Lily!" She cried, "We aren't supposed to go to the river! It's against the rules!"
"Rules?" I laughed, "What rules? You are such a worry guts! Let's go and have some fun! What is some water going to do to us?"
I acted out the rest of the scene with the girl, and the director seemed to sit up more and pay closer attention to me. He watched as I done my best to play out emotion, and laugh as Dolly worried some more. I began to believe I was Lily, and it seemed to be easier to work this way.
At the end of the scene, the director stood up and clapped, which made me go a deep shade of red with embarrassment.
"Well done, we will let you know very soon if you have got the part."
I skipped over to mom and she gave me a hug, whispering in my ear 'You were brilliant!'
The most stressful thing though, was the agony of waiting to see whether you get the part. I waited at least a month. A painful, tortured month.
In the end, it was worth the wait.
A limousine picked me up from the airport. I was in Washington State, travelling to Forks to see my dad, and I was ecstatic.
"Now sweetie, remember, this isn't just about seeing your dad. This is about learning what it is like to a part of a normal high school." Mom lowered her designer shades to look me in the eye, "It is vital that you observe how teenagers act in this environment if you are to do well in this movie."
I rolled my eyes. Along with the shades, she was wearing one of her many Chanel designer suits. She really got used to living the high life and using the perks of having a superstar as a daughter. I didn't really want to do this new movie, but mom persuaded me. She wanted me to become more 'diverse' in the films I make. Oh please. She just fancies the director of this movie, Phil something.
"Bella, this is a fantastic movie, about a girl vampire who goes about life in an ordinary school trying to keep her two different lives in balance! It is a gripping tale of how young love conquers all others. It's not a horror exactly, just a thriller. Still, I think it sounds amazing! Oh, here we are."
I looked out the window and onto the house that I had spent most summers at when I was younger. It was just the way I remembered it. I got out the car and stretched my legs. At least it wasn't raining.
"Antonio! Would you get Bella's bags please? Thanks, you're a doll, anyway Bella, are you sure you don't want to come with me to a hotel?"
"Mom! We have been over this! I can't live in a hotel and have the proper teenage experience. Now you run off and do whatever it is you do."
"Well, alright then. Remember the film crew are coming in a week to come and start filming. Have fun until then!" With a wave of her hand, Antonio started the Limo and they sped off, Mom probably feeling that she had spent far too much time in Forks already.
I was left standing on the sidewalk, with my 5 suitcases, staring at my new abode. The clouds overhead split and rain started pouring down on me, soaking me instantly. That's when Charlie decided to appear.
"BELLA!" He shouted as I tried to save myself from the sudden rain. He bounded down the steps and towards me, enveloping me in a giant hug. This was a lot of emotion coming from him. All I usually got was a shy 'Hello, Bells'. Maybe it's because I haven't visited him in a while, I probably should have came here more.
"Let's get you inside then!" I picked up my hand luggage and successfully hauled one of my suitcases up the stairs into the living room. I was feeling pretty proud of myself until I turned round to see that Charlie had managed to bring in the other four cases in the time I managed to bring in one. Oops.
"How was the ride in?" Charlie asked, obviously a little shy now.
"Oh, it was great!" I beamed at him. "A little bumpy, but I barely felt it because of how comfortable the first class seats are, aren't they great?"
Charlie just nodded as if he knew what I was talking about. I doubt he has been on a plane more than five times.
"Anyway, Bells, I am glad you decided to stay with me instead of a hotel. It means a lot, you know? I feel as if I haven't seen you a lot in the past years. It doesn't matter now, you're here is all that matters," he hugged me again but this time I really hugged him back. What he said made me feel really guilty, but he was right. I'm here now and that's all that matters.
"You're room is upstairs, the same one it always is. You go on up and make yourself comfortable. I'll get these suitcases up." He said, but I was already one step ahead of him. I wanted to relax on my bed. Out of all the beds I have ever slept on, this was the comfiest. I was on my way up when I heard Charlie say "Where is she going to put all this stuff?"
I smiled and continued up the stairs. My room was how I remembered it. It had never been repainted from the yellow it was when I used to stay here. The one thing I had forgotten, though, was the fact it was so small. Charlie wasn't kidding when he asked himself where I will put all my things, there is no room! I sighed and laid back on the bed. If I wasn't famous, I could probably see myself living here. I like the sun and all but sometimes it is just good to lay back and relax. I started to feel my jet lag coming on, so I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
How was that for my first chapter? I was really nervous about writing it, so tell me how I done. I will try and update it every week if it gets popular but we will see. Thanks for reading, and review! x
