Alright Hi Readers,

Now this is a really weird Fanfiction.

It's actually about the actors that play the people in Twilight.

It's more based on the Shooting of New Moon in Vancouver.

I know it seems unrealistic, but it's from the P.O.V a a fan girl who tries out for the part of Leah and gets it. She falls for T-Lautner and find new friends. How will she cope with the fame?

Chapter 1: Audition

Oh my god, my feet hurt. But that all faded when I walked into the room. Because HE was sitting there.

Taylor Lautner.

Along with the casting director and Chris Weitz and the other Actors from my favourite book and movie, Twilight.

I had been standing around, waiting in the street for four days, sleeping on the cement with my friend Maya.

"What's you're name darling?" The casting director said. I was staring at Taylor, who's eyes were appraising me.

"My name's Serena Van, I'm auditioning for Leah" I smiled sweetly, pulling my long light brown hair around to my shoulder, twisting it nervously. I looked down the table.

Rob Pattinson

Kristen Stewart.

Peter Facinelli

Elizabeth Reaser

Ashley Greene

Kellan Lutz

Jackson Rathbone

Nikki Reed

Edi Gathegi

Rachelle Lefevre.

I almost started hyperventilating.

"Okay can you grab the piece of paper?" Chris Weitz was writing something down.

I spotted it the ground and grabbed it.

"Read it for us please."

I skimmed it quickly. I had a photographic memory, plus Maya had gone in before me so I already had it memorized.

I put the script down and all their eyes widened. I smiled slightly and read Leah's monologue from Breaking Dawn. I spoke clearly, using my hands like my acting coach, Gabrielle,had taught me. They're eyes widened as I continued, never missing a word, moving around more confidently.

I finished by saying the last couple words, looking down at my feet, looking upset.

Then I glanced up to see them all smiling except for the casting director.

I blushed hard core and walked forward towards the desk.

"Where do you live Serena?" Chris smiled hugely at me.

"Um, just two and half hours past here in a town called Pemberton" I bit my lip.

"So it would be easy to find accommodation?" Rob smiled at me and I blushed, his English accent was so cute.

"Yes, My father owns a condo here, just in downtown" I blushed again at all their amazed stares.

"Well Miss Van. We'll be in touch" The casting director had a sour look on her face. I looked at Taylor once more and confidently walked out.

I stopped and closed the door, but then slumped down and pressed my ear against it, hearing them talk. They were only a few feet away.

"She was.. great!" I think Kellan said

"Yeah, she was pretty phenomenal" I heard Jackson's southern accent.

They all agreed.

"Missy, what do you think?" I heard Chris ask the casting director.

"Well for one thing, she's not native, nor does she have brown eyes, her hairs too long, and she's too young." She snapped "And she wasn't that good. Plus we already gave the role to Emma."

"What are you talking about!?" I heard Taylor scoff "Serena was great! It's called contact,s wigs and make up. Nikki's not white and none of them have Gold eyes!" He sounded kind of.. angry...? " And Emma! You're daughter. You're the one that decided that. Not us. The only reason we're here is to help pick the actors and actresses we're working along side with. It's our decision and if you think we're working with your snobby little daughter you're wrong!" I heard his chair clatter to the ground and I jumped up, sliding into one of the empty chairs, it was really late, there was no light outside and I didn't know what time it was. I looked down and picked at my nails. The door banged open and then shut. I peeked up at him from under my thick bangs, I had recently gotten my hair cut and died from it's natural auburn blond and cut my hair like Demi Lovato, I loved her music. He was sitting down, his ear against the door, just like I had been a few seconds ago. I shivered with excitement.

I cleared my throat getting his attention. I hung my head shyly as I heard him get up and walk over.

"I'm sorry I didn't see you there, have you auditioned yet?" I lifted my head, but kept picking my nails, scared to look up.

"Oh! Serena, right?" He smiled, pulling me up, over to the door "Listen." I smiled at the way my hand fit in his. And how he hadn't let go yet. But I pulled away, remember Nick, my boyfriend. But I pressed my ear against it anyways.

They were arguing over..me?!

"She was superb!" Someone yelled, probably Peter by the sound of it, "And Taylor obviously wants to work with her. And all the wolf pack would be thrilled it's someone closer to his age them 14. Come on Missy, really?!"

"Fine! Fine! I'll think about it. But you all know she's going to get the part, just don't tell Taylor."

I jumped up, slapping my hands against my mouth to keep from screaming.

Taylor picked me up and spun me around and I laughed quietly. It started to get awkward, so he slowly let me go, sliding me down, terribly slow until I was face to face with him
He was only a year younger then me and I was a few inches shorter then him. I stared into his chocolate brown eyes and he stared back into mine. It was like everything I'd ever wanted came true today. I was just waiting to wake up from this perfect dream.

"Look, how about I give you my number" He pulled away, wiping out his iphone and I pulled out my new iphone. My older step sister "accidentally" ran over my iphone last month. So I worked for my step dad at the gold course and got enough tips from perverts to get a new one, driving Ashlen, my step sister mad. We exchanged numbers so we could "get together, so we can be more comfortable when we start shooting" as Taylor says. As I was walking out, wishing it would be more then just that, I kicked myself thinking about Nick again. I hailed a taxi and told it to go to Yale Town, where I was staying. I had called my mom before I'd gone in to tell her I'd be back an a short while and she had wished me luck. Apparently it worked. I sighed to myself day dreaming in the taxi about calling Taylor this week when I got home. Back to Pemberton.

"Mom! I'm home!" I called as I walked in. My mom was die hard Twi-Mom as they call her. Just as much in love with it as me.

"Sweetie!" She gasped probably reading my face like a book. Lovestruck. "You met him didn't you" She pulled me to sit down next to her on the couch. "What was he like?!" She sighed. My mom was only 34, so we was in love with the Twi-Guys just like me.

"Oh mom, he was soo much better in person. His eyes. Oh and his arms and how soft his hands werer. Oh mom.." I trailed off.

Mom laughed "Well I'm going to bed, just don't make to much noise"She grinned and shut the door to her room.

I grabbed an apple and then turned off the TV in the living room, changing into my Joe Boxer PJ's and opening my Macbook, turning on some quiet music. I picked up my hairbrush and started dancing around the room. Jumping on the bed, mouthing the words to the cheesy love sick music. The entire east side of the condominium was glass, so I performed to all of Vancouver. Then my phone buzzed.

What level are you on? It read. I checked the contact quickly shivering at his name.

21st I replied quickly and went back to dancing. The city was really beautiful at night, the lights all glittering and stuff.

I like your dance moves. another text came threw and I gasped looking out the window. Sure enough, there he was. Looking up at MY window.