So.. This is a new story.. hope you like it.
Characters belong to but the plotline is mine.
BPOV.
Monday,November 15th, 2010.
"For the first time on the Oprah show for the first time, I'd like you all to give it up for Bella Swan!"
That was my Que. I had butterflies in my stomach and i felt like i was going to puke but i was ecstatic. I was going to meet Oprah for the first time, and i was going to prove to the people that beat me in the orphanage that i grew up in; that i was better than them and that I'm okay and that they didn't ruin my life like they tried so hard to do. I had come a long way from that scared little girl and i had escaped my demons and now i was absolutely bathing in happiness. The time of happiness that shines light into every part of your world and just makes it positively glow.
I walked out onto the stage and what had been just clapping before, turned into a deafening roar of cheering and clapping. I could feel a huge smile spreading across my face at the reaction the crowd was having. You could practically feel energy coming off of them and it just made me even more happy. I finally reached Oprah and shook hands with her and took a seat in the super comfy chair. I smoothed my hands of the armrests, feeling the soft leather rub against the palms of my hands. The crowd took a few minutes to settle down, but they eventually did.
"So, tell us, Bella... How did you get to be what America has dubbed "The modern Day Superwoman?" Oprah asked. It was quite funny really, that nickname. I didn't think of myself as any type of hero at all, more like one of those characters that was always on the outside of some story and had little influence at all. At least, thats what i had though growing up so i decided that that was what i was going to do with my life, influence people. In a good way, of course.
"Not much to tell, really. I studied really hard when i was young and finished high school at 12 and a half. Then i went to Dartmouth on a scholarship and got my Medical Degree. Got that by the time i was 16 and went to John Hopkins Hospital for my Internship. I finished that in 2 years instead of 3 with some great help and then my year in specialty, which was pediatric and i was done. By then i was almost 20 and i found that i really loved singing, so i made a demo with a song I'd wrote and sung myself and sent it in. I got a reply about three weeks later and I'd signed a one year contract by that afternoon. I released my first album a couple of months later and my signing career shot off with a hit. After a while i was doing tours and Modeling as well and then i eventually got approached by a director and he asked me if i wanted to be in a movie. My first movie was a hit and i guess I've been mixing it all together since. "
"Wow. Your only 27 and you've already got your PHD in Pediatrics, done 8 Movies and released 6 Albums, all of which have gone double platinum as well as modeling and even helping produce some of your records. No wonder they named you superwoman. How do you do it? Or better yet, Why?" She asked.
"I've often wondered how i do it myself." Everyone laughed. "But my Publicist helps a lot and so do all my other staff. But why do i do it? I do it because i want someone to hear my song on the radio and think 'Maybe she's gone through this two' and help them through it or someone to watch my movie and thing 'Wow. I want to be just like her' and then strive to be the best they can be. I do it because i want to influence people to be better. I want to have an impact on the world. In 50 years from now, i want someone to look at my name in history and know that i had a lot of power and i choose to help people with it." I said. I realized i'd had a bit of a speech, but that really was the answer. I didn't want to be one of those celebrities that you saw on magazines snorting coke or abusing themselves or anyone else.
"Woah. I hear your opening up a Hospital with one of America best surgeon's, Carlisle Cullen?" Like always when someone reminded me what Carlisle and i were doing, Butterflies flew around in my stomach and i grinned happily. To think we were going to make such a massive impact just made me giddy. What we were doing was phenomenal and i could barely believe I'd found someone with enough money and a good moral character to be able to pull this off.
"Yes! Oh, I'm so excited. We just finished all the construction and getting all the supplies set up and everything. We just have to hire the staff and then we can open!" I exclaimed.
"Do you know when that will be?"
"We're hoping within the next month." We were already compiling a list of doctors we wanted. We were actually hoping to open in a fortnight but decided we'd tell the press a month just in case.
"Well thats great. It looks like we only have a few minutes of the show left. Would you sing us a song?" She asked.
"Sure. But could i just do something a bit unorthodox first, please?" I asked. I knew what i was about to do was really odd, but my publicist said i needed someone to handle my wardrobe and dress me and i just though that this would be the easiest way to do it. I really didn't want to have to interview everyone, that would take days.
"Go ahead." She said, she was looking a bit confusing but oh well.
"Okay! Everyone in the audience that is a girl, is aged between 25 and 35 and doesn't have a job, please stand up." I asked. Probably 20 girls stood up. Some were well dressed, some obviously had no style at all but on girl in particular caught my eye. She was short, probably 5"1, 5"2 with short, spiky black hair. Even from where i was i could see she was wearing designer jeans and Jimmy Choo shoes and i think a Chanel purple silk shirt. She was purpect.
"You. The Pixie with black hair. What's your name?" I asked.
"Alice." Even her voice sounded like Bells.
"Do you want to be my Wardrobe designer?" I asked. Man, i really hope she says yes.
"REALLY! OMG THATS SO COOL! YES!" Wow, for such a small person she had a loud voice.
"Sweet. You can come down here while i perform so i don't loose you, kay'?" She can running down the stairs and almost tackled me and i could barely breathe, but i managed to laugh like everyone else. I took her hand and we walked over to the stage where the band had set up. They started on the guitar so i took my que and walked over to the microphone and started singing one of my favourite songs.
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
So much for my happy ending
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Lets talk this over Don't leave me hanging You were all the things I thought I knew
So much for my happy ending
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh)
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something you said?
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread
And I thought we could be
Alice and i Starting walking around the stage, doing dramatic head and hand movement. I loved this song, it always encited my rage and passion so it was easy to sing it so full of emotion.
You were everything, everything All of our memories so close to me (Oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh) You've got your dumb friends But they don't know me You were all the things I thought I knew You were everything, everything All of our memories so close to me It's nice to know that you were there It's nice to know we had it all He was everything, everything All of the memories so close to me You were everything, everything All of the memories so close to me (Oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
That I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be
But we lost it
Just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
So much for my happy ending
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the stuff that you do?
And I thought we could be
That I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be
But we lost it
Just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done
That I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be
But we lost it
Just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
That I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be
But we lost it
Just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
So much for my happy ending
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
So much for my happy ending
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
We stopped Dancing around. I couldn't help but laugh at the crowd going wild. I bowed and walked over to shake hands with Oprah again and hug her to say goodbye. The show was over and i wanted to go home and relax before Carlisle and Esme, his wife, came over. We were hoping to finish the list of Doctors we want tonight and start ringing them tomorrow.
We made our way through backstage, which was louder than your think so we couldn't exactly talk without yelling and out through the back door. As soon we opened the door the paparazzi started snapping away and my security team ran up to us to try make our way through to my limo. Once we did we pretty much dived in.
"Uh, wow." Alice said. I looked over at her and she had an expression of mixed joy and shock. I laughed, I'd had that same expression multiple times.
"Yeah." I looked up front to see my driver looking curiously at Alice, he knew i hardly had anyone with me. "Geroge, this is Alice, my new wardrobe designer. Alice, this is George, my driver."
"Hello Ma'am." George said politely and started pulling out of the parking lot.
"Hey." I looked over at Alice again and noticing that she obviously hadn't really got out of her shock yet, decided we'd just listen to music on the short drive.
"Can you turn the music up please George?" I asked. "We'll talk business when we get to my house." I said to Alice.
The drive didn't take long, just 10-15 minutes. I went through my personalized hiptop, sorting out where I'd have to be and such for the following week. I had a shoot with Vogue for the January Issue on Wednesday.I think i was supposed to be modeling various swimsuits and accessories. I had a Victoria's Secret shoot on Thursday and i needed to record my new single on Friday. But i was going to do the recording myself in my studio this time, i usually got it done a lot more quickly when i just did the work myself. It was going to be a long week.
We turned into the driveway and George pushed the button to open to gates which swung open almost soundlessly. Alice gaped at what i knew was what most people considered a mansion. I had the main house, which is where i lived mostly and then i had the east wing, which is where all my staff and their families lived. I liked to employ people that NEEDED the work and i found that i liked knowing i wasn't the only person on the property so i proved a place for them to live and food to eat and then gave them a salary on top of that. Then there was the west wing which was the recreational centre. It had an olympic pool with water slides and such attached to it for the kids, a tennis court and pool table, a gym and a bar (which was off to the side and behind a locked door so the kids couldn't get into it.) I'd also had an outside pool installed in the back yard as well as a decent sized playground and a small skating rink.
We got out of the car and Alice followed me up the main porch stairs and into the foyer. I went to the kitchen, got some cookies and cream ice-cream out of the freezer, got a spoon, made my way into the lounge room, kicked my heels off and plopped myself on the couch upside down with my legs hanging off the back. I opened my ice-cream and shoveled a spoonful into my mouth a practically moaned. Alice stared at my in wonder like it was the most amazing thing she'd ever seen.
"What?" I asked around a mouthful of cookies and cream. "Celebrities are allow to eat ice-cream too! Plus, this is how i do business. Have a seat."
A/N
So thats chapter 1. Just wanted to get a feel for it so tell me what you think so i know weather to continue or not.
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