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BPOV
"Bella are you coming?!"
"For the 100th time, NO!!"
Why ladies and gentlemen- why would I want to go to a battle of the bands that EVERY SINGLE one of my EX BOYFRIENDS would be performing at?!
"Isabella Marie Swan!!" Alice screamed trudging to my room and throwing open the door- I really really need a lock. I can't stress this enough
"Listen!"
"Ah! Get that manicured finger out of my face, one false move and I loose an eye!"
"If that's what it takes to get you out then I'll do it!"
"I'm not going!"
"ROSALIE!!" Next thing I knew I heard loud quick clacking heading towards my room.
"Alight this is just ridiculous" Rose growled "We've been planning this for months, and you're already packed- up now!" My two best friends grabbed me y my arms and lifted me off my bed but resisted. In hindsight, I really should have done the little kid thing where they just relax all there muscles relax, making it impossible for you to pick them up. It would have been hilarious seeing them trying to move my limp body.
"Will you stop! At least hear me out!" I screamed and they threw me on the bed and went to lean against my dresser with their arms crossed over their chests. I'm surprised Rose's chest didn't fall out of her very low cut top.
"Do you realize who is going to be there?!" I said throwing my arms up while still lying on the bed,
"Yes" They replied firmly, I swear I could hear their eyes rolling
"Alright, then why don't you understand why I don't want to see my ex's perform. EVERY SINGLE ONE is going to be playing! Do you realize how uncomfortable SLASH awkward that is going to be for me?!" I shot up to a sitting position
"One" said Alice "They maybe your exs but they play great music that we happen to enjoy" Their music was what attracted me to them in the first place, stupid good-looking talents ex boyfriends!
"Two" Rose counted "Given the fact I'm going to represent my company and therefore be a judge-we don't have to pay for a single thing this weekend! FREE room FREE food FREE drinks and to a certain extent FREE shopping!"
"Oh yeah having someone else pay for everything is really going to put me at ease!"
"Wait what do you mean 'to a certain extent?!' " cried Alice
"Once they heard I was bringing you they put a budget on how much I could spend on shopping" Rose and I laughed while our dear friend huffed. Seriously though isn't not like Alice didn't have the money to cover her shopping.
"Three!"
"Alice!"
"There are going to be other guys there! TONS of guys, and as your track record shows you like musician- so what better place to meet one than at a GIANT battle of the bands!?"
I'm a sucker for a guy with a voice who can sing AND play guitar. But maybe that's my problem?...Oh I smell epiphany… I've always gone for the rockers, and I've always gotten hurt. It's always the same because the guys are all the same. It's impossible for a guy in a band to be committed to a girl or just not be an ego manic/complete jackass or not get caught up in the whole scene of being a rocker. That's it! From here on out- not more musicians for Bella Swan! I need a nice normal guy! Maybe I'll date a guys who can….who works at…shit this might take awhile
"Four!" it was Rose's turn again
"How many are there?" I laughed. This getting to be ridiculous!
"Last one I swear! It's the best and most important- we can make this girls weekend to remember!"
"Yeah Bella! We've all been crazy busy and we haven't done anything like this in so long! Come on it will be so much fun! PLEASEEEEEEEEEE" She was at my feet now with her hands folded like she was praying. Dear god the girl really knew how to lay it on!
Unfortunately they have a point. Rose had been busy working at the magazine, Alice had been working overtime at the agency and I'd been running around doing shoots. I'd been spending more time photographing weddings and models than I had with my best friends. We need time together and we all needed a release
"I know it's going to suck seeing all those creepers and jerks" Rose sat next to me and put her arm around me "But me and Alice will be there so you have no choice but to have fun, and if any of them try anything or if they give you a hard time I'll be sure to stab them with the nearest sharp object" she grinned
"Should you even be apart of the judging Rose? I you will have something against most of the bands-I've dated, dumped or have been cheated on by more than half of them" I laughed, but sadly it was true…hey don't look at me like that. I may have dated a lot in my day but I don't whore myself out unlike certain groupies I know
"Hey I've got plenty of reasons to not choose them but I've got to be professional about the whole thing. If I don't control myself and word gets out as to why I threw my stiletto at Mike Newton's head and why I threw out his band I might loose my job" she chuckled
I looked back and forth between Rose and Alice. Alice knew I was about to cave so she was trying not to burst before I said anything, while Rose gave me her best puppy dog face. Damn them
"Alright" I sighed and I was quickly tackled back on to the bed by my friends as they let out screams of joy.
Maybe this weekend could be fun…
EPOV
"Edward" My head fell on to the bed as someone pulled my pillow from under my head.
"Edward!" the voice mumbled and I was now hit with said pillow
"What is it?" I groaned, why the hell was I being woken up??
"I am extremely hung over and if you brother doesn't stop playing we're going to have a drummer with no arms this weekend!" I opened my eyes to see a very disheveled and worn out looking Jasper. He looked like he was going to pass out on my bed because he was so exhausted and miserable.
My thoughts went back to last night. We hung at some random bar and Jasper decided to challenge Emmett to a game of beer pong. Three guesses as to who won…7 times.
After seeing Jasper my mind was finally awake enough to register that Emmett was in fact banging away at his drums like there was no tomorrow. He loved rubbing his victories in our faces. But god forbid you did that when he lost. And now that I was up, there was no way of going back to sleep if he was going to be playing so loud, so I rolled out of bed. As I got to my door I heard ad thump, I turned around to see that Jasper had collapsed on to bed
"Emmett!!" There was my brother at his drum set playing like there was no tomorrow
"EMMETT!" He didn't look at me but by the big as grin on his face, he knew I was there. I was playing some Blink 182 whose name I can't think of. I'm sure he was adding some slams for the hell of it.
"EMMETT!" I half yelled and laughed as I threw a couch pillow at his head. He ducked away just in time
"Edward!! You're up!!" He boomed
"Nice try but I'm not hung over"
"Damn"
"But I would like to get more sleep and Jasper's head is about to explode and he's threatened to kill you. Both of those things would hurt our chances for winning this weekend so could you please- please do something else- something less noisy for the next couple of hours??"
"You get three more hours then we have to blow this popsicle stand"
"Thank, I don't know if I could survive a 4 hours car ride with you AND an agitated Jazz"
Emmett laughed "Good point…So what did you do last night" he winked at me
"Nothing" I rolled my eyes at what he was implying
"What happened with you and that red head, you two seem very cozy and then the next thing I knew I didn't see you anywhere. You're telling me nothing happened??
"We're not all hound dogs like you Emmett"
"So you're saying I didn't see her feeling you up and shoving her tongue down you're throat?"
"Yes she, did all those things but I wanted nothing to do with her. I tried to leave but she followed me outside, we made out for awhile and then I told her I was going to get my car and that I'd be right back to get her and-"
"And you bailed leaving Jasper and I find alternate transportation. I can't believe you shot her down, the girl was hot AND she's been coming to our shows for awhile now. She's been throwing herself at you for weeks!"
"She's a wanna be groupie Emmett, been there done that- no thanks" I turned to head to bathroom
Every girl that I've met at a show is the same. They all just want to say that they're "with the band" or they just cling to you hoping to munch off you if you ever get famous. And for some reason they think that being "with the band" means non stop sex, drugs and booze. Yeah, that lifestyle attracts a certain type of girl. I've dated a few who seemed pretty normal at the time but once you get some type of recognition something snaps and their true motives for being with you become clear OR they'll drop you the second they find other prey that's becoming more successful. To quote one of my favorite youtube videos I'm swearing off those "fucking skanks". They only led to heartbreak, headaches and leave a bad taste in my mouth.
"Well have fun this weekend because from what I here she and bunch of our you so called groupies are coming to the battle this weekend. I hope I'm there when you explain why you ditched her" Great 3 days surrounded by groupies many of whom I've hooked up with over the years and god knows who else… I shudder to think who else might be showing up. But whatever I had to deal with it, and I wouldn't let them distract me- US from winning this competition. The winner got a spread in a major magazine AND a record deal- basically all my dreams could come true and I wasn't going to let anything fuck it up
"By the way to owe me 20 bucks because we took a cab home!"
"Yeah okay" I said from the bathroom as I got a glass of water and some aspirin for Jasper "Three hours, okay- I mean it" I told my brother as I headed back to my room
"I know I know. Sweet dreams lil dude" He smiled while spinning his sticks around his hands
When I got back to my room I knew there was no shot of me moving Jasper, so I woke him up so have him swallow a couple of aspirin before collapsing into his bed.
Sooooo what do you think? I decided to have a little fun with a story for a change. You like? Let me know!