AN: I realize that the first part was pretty bad. I still have only seen Chicago once.

I also realized that about half of what I wrotle last night/ really early this morning was an authors note. Sorry about that.

Reviews:
fresh-BLOOD-was-drawn-2night: haha thanks. You should really see the movie. Ive seen it once, and I kinda spontaniously stayed up late writing a fic about it. And thanks. Your review made me smile =D

Ssbksmm: I take it that the smiley face means you liked it, so…

Oh yeah, and im also writing this while watching star wars, so if I say something stupid, I blame the force.

EPOV

A year. It had been over A YEAR since I had last seen Bella. My angel, my purpous for existence. But no, I had to be an idiot and ruin that. It had been over a year, she was probably in college. Dating some hot football star or something. (AN: I couldn't resist)

Sigh.

Edward, come down here. I have news. Alice thought.

I considered just staying up in my room. I had only moved back in with everyone else to get alice happy again. But no one was happy.

I mean it Edward. Get down here NOW .alice thpught. Guess I didn't really have a choice, then.

I sighed, and then went downstairs to see the rest of the family sitting at the table.

I sat down, and Carlisle stood up.

"Do you guys remember that one theater company that we donated all that money to?" Carlisle asked.

There was a silence. Everyone in the room knew that theater company. The one in Seattle.

The one that was merely an hour away from Forks(well, it was with the way everyone in this family drove). From Bella.

"Well, they gave us tickets for us to see their production of Chicago. There is no way to get out of it. It's our duty, since our family was one of the top sponsors of that theater. And none of you can get out of it. " he added on as an afterthought. That means you too, Edward. Sorry. He thought.

I sighed. Great. Just great.

/THREE/MONTHS/LATER

Today was the day. We had been in seattle for a week now. It wasn't that I didn't like Chicago, I thought that it was a rather accurate depiction of Chicago in the 1920s. But then again, how would I really know?

The lights dimmed down. Yay.

Sitting in a chair for two hours, watching Chicago, a musical I had seen countless time. I prepared to be bored.

Only I could be bored in a musical that had scenes with scantaily clad women.

Only me.

Then I noticed something.

A familiar scent. I focused on that scent. It smelled just like- but no. NO. it couldn't be.

I tried to pinpoint the scent, and I was shocked.

In front, ripping part of a poster, was Bella.

Bella. Bella. Bella. My Bella. BELLA.

I quickly flipped open the program that I held in my hands.

And there it was.

Chicago! Starring Marissa Stevens as Roxie Hart and Isabella Swan as Velma Kelly

Well. I sure wasn't expecting that.

All of the family was looking at me.

I pointed at the stage, and then at the program.

They got the message and flipped to it.

Well. This is gonna get awkward.

AN: Yes, I'm going to end the chapter there. Not much more of Chicago, but what can I say? I started typing this at five PM and it is now 1:30 AM.

I usually never post late at night… This is kinda weird. AND yet again half of this chapter is an AN! GAH!

Please review. I dont care if youre telling me you like it or you hate it, but if you hate it what i could do to make it better? Because I've been writing fanfiction for (spends way too much time trying to figure it out) 9 months, and ive notice whenever most people hate-review (or FLAME, but i dont like using that), they never tell you why. So. yeah. I'm gonna shut up and go to sleep.