A/N: Welcome to the 1st chapter of Center of the Rose. This is my first fanfic, so I'm going to see how it turns out - constructive criticism will be gladly accepted. I know it may seem stupid at first, but seriously - it gets better!
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The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the average man can see better than he can think.
I have no privacy in my life. Knowing my thoughts, feelings, and future 24/7 is worse than having paparazzi on your back every time you go outside. I was getting frustrated with my family. Edward, Jasper, and Alice all knew it. I tried to act like nothing was going on and that I was perfectly fine but it wasn't a worthwhile cause. Alice immeditly put the question on me while we were shopping.
"Are you bored with us?" She asked me, with such innocent it felt like she was asking her parents if they were getting a divorce.
I was stunned. "No." I responded without even thinking about what I was going to say. I picked up a low red v-neck shirt.
Alice sighed. "Me and Edward have been talking, and we think that.... That you're going to leave us soon. That shirt will look good on you, by the way." She told me, eyeing the shirt. Things like that made me annoyed - I want to tell for myself if it looks good on me. Anything would, really.
"Oh, okay." I replied, avoiding her question.
Alice gazed up at me. "Look, I know it must be tough for you, so why not take a little break?"
"What kind of break?" I asked her, curious.
"Maybe one without Edward, or Jasper, Bella, Renesme, Carslile or Esme, and without even me or Emmett."
I was confused. "So what kind of break is it?"
Alice nodded her head towards somebody who was walking towards us. He looked professional. Once he got to us, he started speaking. "Hello, I am Mr. Von Smoth; a Scout for model talent. We are starting a new reality TV series called, 'V-Model' and would love it if," He looked at us both. "Either of you ladies would send in a video submission for the contest." He pulled out two cards from his pocket. "Here's the information you'll need to send it in." The guy smiled at us. "I'm really looking forward to watching your videos." Then he started walking away.
I turned to Alice. "I suppose he's not kidding?"
"Nope. You're entering the contest." She's wouldn't let me forget this.
"Ready...? 3.. 2... 1... Starting talking!" Alice snapped at me. Her pixie-like presence had disappeared into an cranky director. Alice was back to her old self. I didn't know why she was even making me do this, I'd rather vacation in the Bahamas. The Voltri would probably come kill our family if they found out. I put on the best fake smile I could, looking at myself in the video camera's lens; I looked pretty good. Alice coughed to get my attention back to the video camera. Right.
"Hi my name is Rosalie Hale, and I'm sending you this video to audition for V-Model." I starting droning on with my well-rehearsed speech about how I've wanted to model since I was little. Alice was trying as hard as possible not to laugh about the whole thing. I put in some stuff like my real parents put me in an orphan shelter.
I'd like to see them fall for that little speech.
Alice pressed the red button with her french manicured fingernail on the recording machine that stops it. We looked up at each other for half a second and starting laughing so hard we had to squint our eyes to see. We had stopped breathing so it still looked like we were laughing, but somebody just pressed mute. I had never laughed this hard in my life. It felt like someone had just put five gallons of laughing pas into the room.
I was the first one to recover from the fit; remembering that I might actually have to go to the stupid auditions. Alice was still rolling on the ground laughing, I looked at her questionably – but she didn't stop giggling. "Alice?" I asked her. She still didn't stop laughing. I gave up and went to find Emmett, who was watching collage football downstairs on the flat screen plasma TV. It was two times bigger than the one Edward broke. I ran down the stairs, and jumped on his lap – interrupting his game. At first he looked surprised, the frustrated, than happy.
I leaned in closer to him and whispered, "Alice made me to send a audition video to that new weird reality show."
Emmett scrunched his nose up. "Does it have to do with modeling? I read online about some new reality show that you would call stupid. V-Model, I think...." Seeing my stunned expression, he figured it was V-Model. Emmett started laughing.
"It's not funny! What if I really have to go be on the show!" I replied exasperated.
"Have fun, hope they upload your video submission on youtube or something since I know you won't let me watch it." Emmett told me.
"Oh, whatever... It's not like they are personally going to watch it, no one will, probably – it'll get lost or something in the mail."
"NO IT WILL NOT! I'VE MADE SURE IT'LL GO THROUGH THE MAIL!" Alice yelled from upstairs. In a flash she was downstairs next to Emmett and I. She was bursting with energy – practically bouncing off the ceiling. "They're already decided you're going to the auditions, with just one look at your video!" That made no sense! She was bluffing.
Emmett burst out laughing again, and continued to do so until I gave him a mean glare. It was his turn to look guilty. They both knew I really didn't want to go to V-Model. Sighing, I asked, "So what's going to happen there?"
Alice ponded for a second, her eyes glazing over. "Well... It depends. You're going to be amazing though, with being a beautiful/graceful vampire and all." Kiss-up. Thanks for reminding me that I'm a vampire. I nearly forgot.
I laughed at her while hugging Emmett in a tight grip. "So are you going to tell me what to do?"
Alice smirked at me and said, "Nope."
My jaw dropped for a second, then quickly regaining myself I nearly yelled at Alice, " I might just expose myself to the world I am a vampire on cable!!" My voice was slick with venom, threatening death in every syllable.
In one movement I gracefully (duh) got up from Emmett's lap and went to my room to pack. Alice was wise not to bug me. It must of been hard for her, too, since she was looking forward to helping me pack all of my things.
It was weeks before I got a reply back. I was still mad at Alice for not telling me what I would have to do at the auditions so I lived in solitude. When I did get the letter back I quickly brought it to my room and closed the door. Edward might read my mind to see what it was, but Alice still was staying out of my future. The letter I got back was think and in an envelope. The first paper I pulled out was a "personal letter from Lucy Lank". Who Lucy Lank is, I will never know. It was covered in the most girly way possible. It was a pink doily with little hearts everywhere, flowers crawling up the sides, and - my personal favorite touch - kiss marks all over.
Rosalie Hale-
Hey girl!! This is Lucy saying that you made it to the top 32 girls on
V-Model. Congratulations on being on the first season! I'm giving you
a ticket to come see me and the other 31 contestants in L.A.! You just have to
sign some forms – no biggie though! See ya then!!
Love,
Lucy Lank
Yeah, personal. It really amused me how Lucy's signature was just copied on a scanner. To a human eye it may seem real, but not to mine. Who would even want her autograph? She must not be important if I had never heard of her. I laughed to myself when I saw there was another heart at the end of her name. Very original. I started sorting through the papers I had to sign, and it said nothing about vampires not being allowed in the competition.
They were mostly these issues about being publicized on cable. You couldn't get mad at the cameraman or physically hurt any other contestant. All that jazz.
Real Name: Rosalie Hale
Nickname: Rosalie Hale?
Birthday:
Age:
School Studies:
Favorite Color:
Favorite Song:
Favorite Book:
Hobbies:
I was having a hard time concentrating on the form it because it was just really funny to me for some reason. Signing to myself, I heard Carslile coming up to my room.
He opened the door, walking over to the edge of my couch and sitting down. He motioned for me come sit next to him, though standing up would have been just as easy.
"So what do you want to talk about?" I asked his curiously, sitting down.
He sighed and looked up at me. I could see my curious look in the reflection of his eyes, not a bad look for me. "This whole model audition you are going to. I really don't think it's very appropriate to do so. Your classmates from the 70s or so might recognize you. You could loose your self-control. Your eyes could change color..." Carslile paused for a second, carefully wording what he would say next. "I personally don't think you should go... there are so many complex precautions you would have to take."
I glared at him. "I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself and I have good self control." Better than Jasper's, at least.
"That's what Alice said you would say so we've got some things to keep you the most presentable you can be, for one - your eyes. We disguised animal blood as power drinks." That sounds disgusting. They must of bought the blood, like what they did for Bella "Only use it for your eyes, though. Just don't let anyone else take a sip - nothing bad will happen but it might lead to an awkward conversation."
Like they would even know it's blood. I nodded, "But what about the sun?"
Carslile chuckled. "We did some research and have decided that you have severe case of Polymorphic Light Eruption. It fits perfectly. The disease is common for people with fair skin and causes red bumps or blisters to appear."
I hated how he kept saying 'we'. Alice did so much for me while I was being a brat."The coldness of my skin?"
"Part of it is that you can't go out in the sun so you have no color or warmth in your skin... But there's Aphenphosmphobia."
I thought for a fourth of a second, dissecting all Latin roots of it. "Something to do with being afraid to be touched?" I asked.
"Correct. Alice packed you another bag with things you'll need to disguise yourself more of a human. Hopefully we will all hear from you what's going." He looked thoughtful. "Everything you say on any phone or cell will be recorded."
Well that's lovely. "I'll be careful, but Alice helped?" I thought of how mad we were at each other, then realized it was only me who was mad. I really did overact.
"Yes of course, now I would go out and hunt with Emmett for now. We've got it covered here."
"Okay." I said back to him, already running though the house to find Emmett again. I wouldn't see him for awhile. He was downstairs again watching the football game with Jasper. This time I sat next to him. He looked up once he heard me.
"How'd the talk with Carslile go?" He asked.
I ignored his question. "Do you want to go hunting with me?" I asked. I really wanted to go hunting, not because I was thirsty but because I needed something to get my stress relieved on. Those cute little deer with the big eyes would be perfect. I smiled in my mind at the thought.
Emmett looked confused. "Uh, sure Rose - right now you?" He looked over at Jasper. "You go on ahead and I'll catch up with you in a second."
"No, I'll wait right here until you're ready." I raised an eyebrow at him. Emmett looked really torn. He finally turned around and whispered to Jasper to record the game for him.
"Okay, well, I guess I'm ready now." He told me, looking embarrassed.
"Let's go then!" I grabbed his hard and raced out the front porch. There were no good animals within a mile radius of the house. Unless you wanted a squirrel that was dripping wet from the rain. It was worthless even to chase them. So whenever w' go hunting we'd always have to go nearly into Canada or another state. I let go of Emmett's hand running free as fast as I could. I heard him yell behind me to wait up. I didn't. I only ran faster. The trees and bushes were flying by me. I wasn't even breathing anymore so I didn't catch the scent of the animals that passed me.
This was once of the few moments I felt even a little bit free. No one was reading my mind or feeling my feelings. The only thing that was a downfall was Alice, who could always see my future.
DISCLAIMER FOR THIS AND ALL THE REST OF THE CHAPTERS SINCE I DON'T WANT TO WRITE IT EVERY TIME:
Most characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, not me. :)