Author's Note-Even though this story is inspired by Hannah Monatna, I don't like that show. I swear, I get a heart attack every time I see her face in the little kiddy clothes, backpacks, accesories, etc. stores.
I can't wait for Breaking Dawn! But I promised myself I wouldn't read it because I want the book to be a surprise when it comes out. So, the first chapter and the preface are a mystery to me. I also can't wait til the Twilight Movie comes out! Eeek! Everyone looks so real, except maybe Jasper's hair. It looks more dirty blond than honey blond.
IMPORTANT: For those of you who read Chapter 1 before I changed it, I changed Bella's celeb name from Izzy to Vivian.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, or Edward Cullen/Masen, who I know some people are very in love with.
Edward: Somebody shoot me.
Me: Shut up! Just cuz you can make girls swoon doesn't mean you can pop up in my story whenever you want! Dear readers, please read on while I go hunt up a gun strong enough to kill Edward.
Chapter 2
A Regular Day At School
Bella's POV
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Be-- I groaned in frustration and slammed my hand down on my very (put heavy emphasis on 'very') annoying alarm clock mid-beep. My mom Renee got it for me for my eighth birthday, and I didn't have the heart to throw it away.
Rubbing sleep from my eyes, I got up. Unfortunately, being bleary-eyed, I crashed into a wall and tripped over an expensive scarf.
Why, oh why, did God choose now out of all times to make me clumsy?
I finally managed to stagger into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I carefully washed my face, being sure to remove any make-up that I could have forgotten to wipe of last night. I hid my wig and contacts in my "hidden closet".
I loved saving the shower for the last. The warm water pelted my flushed skin and washed away all my worries. I closed my eyes and settled in for a long relaxing bath.
Suddenly, "Should've Said No" by Taylor Swift blasted from the sink.
You should've said no, you should've gone home
You should've thought twice before you let it all go
You should've known that word, bout what you did with her
Would get back to me...
I snatched up my black LG Voyager cell-phone. "What do you want, Alice?" I snapped. "You better have a good reason for interrupting my shower!"
"Don't you want to talk to your boyfriend?" a familiar velvet voice purred.
"E-Edward?" I stuttered. "Why do you have your sister's phone?"
His intoxicating laugh chimed through the phone. "Surprise!"
"I missed you, Edward," I whimpered. "I wish you were here."
"I miss you too, love. You have no idea how hard it is not being with you," he sighed.
"Bells! Are you done yet?" Justin's childish voice echoed up the wide spiral staircase. I groaned again.
"I have to go," I whispered quickly. "My brother's...impatient."
"Bye, Bella," he said sadly. "I love you."
"Bye. Love you too." I ended the call and got out of the tub. I dressed simply and left my bathroom. It was installed in my room. By then, Justin was playing boxing with my bedroom door. "JUSTIN!" I roared. I wretched open the door and ducked as my half-brother's fist almost connected with my face.
"Sorry," he said sheepishly, rubbing his head.
Tony and Paul ran to see what all the fuss was about, but left shaking their heads when they saw Justin. You see, Justin, Tony, and Paul Swan were my cousins. Justin is eighteen (but he acts like a two-yesr-old), Paul is twenty, Tony is fifteen, and I am seventeen.
"You interrupted a romantic phone call from my boyfriend!" I yelled, smacking Justin on the head with a pillow.
He cowered away. "Sorry," he said, like a dog with its tail between its legs.
I hit him again with my pillow. "MOMMY!" he whined. "Bella hit me!" I hit him another time.
Paul yelled up the stairs, "Grow up, Justin!"
"I am grown up! I'm already eighteen!" Justin retorted. He stuck his tongue out in our older brother's direction.
"Dimwit," I muttered under my breath, but loud enough for Joe to hear. "You are sooooo sad."
"No I'm not! I'm happier than--hey!" It took him this long to process that information. "I'm not a dimwit! MOMMY! Bella's calling me names!"
I groaned for the third time this morning and shooed my cousin away. Why did I hang out with him, when he only caused me to lose more brain cells? I tossed some bread into the toaster and started scrambling enough eggs for ten people. Three-tenths for Paul, four-tenths for Justin, three-tenths for Tony, and one-tenth for me. WHY do boys eat so much?
"Where's Charlie?" Justin asked around a mouthful of toast.
"He's at work and don't talk with food in your mouth," I scolded. He was one year older than me, and yet he acted like a five-year-old.
Justin just shrugged and helped himself to some bacon. Tony and Paul weren't that bad; they had manners.
Tony and Justin squeezed into my red Toyota (Innocent car). As soon as I parked in front of Forks High, a bunch of boys came and crowded around the car.
"Hey, Tony! How about movies tonight?" a freshman friend asked.
"Justin! Up for some clubbing?" a senior called eagerly.
I mumbled under my breath about boys and popularity, but was silenced when a pair of soft lips pressed against the crook of my neck.
I jumped in surprise and Edward chuckled. I glared at him. "Deep in your thoughts, love?" I nodded, then exited my car. We trekked into the school and turned toward first period. English, my favorite subject.
As soon as I sat down with Edward on my left, someone approached, swaying her hips. She perched on the edge of his desk.
"Hey, Eddie." Tanya, the strawberry-blond Queen Bee of Forks High, was flirting with my boyfriend. I supressed a territorial growl.
"Tanya," Edward said coolly. "And don't call me Eddie."
"So, like, how are you?" Tanya said in a 'seductive voice' that sounded like a cat drowning.
Disinterest was oozing from Edward. He began playing with my left hand and fingers.
Tanya, not liking that he was ignoring her, blurted out, "Will you go out with me?"
He laughed. Laughed. "Why would I go out with you when I have my Bella?" he sniggered.
"B-But..." Tanya spluttered, tears welling in her flat blue eyes. "No one says no when I ask them out!" She ran sobbing out of the room, pushing poor Mrs. Simon away from the door. Dramatic.
The rest of the morning was uninteresting.
Finally, at lunch, another popular girl had the courage to come to the Cullen, Hale, and Swan table.
"Oh my god, guys. Guess what?" Lauren squealed. Alice and Rose continued chatting about a new make-up brand. Emmett and Jasper were having a mini food fight. Tony was writing a new song (he was a great song-writer), tapping the beat against the table. And Justin was stuffing his mouth. Typical Justin Swan.
Only Edward and I feigned interest.
"I got Vivian Jonas's autograph last night!" Lauren squealed again. Justin and Tony's heads snapped up when they heard my stage name mentioned. Oh. So it was Lauren whose cap I signed the night before.
Edward made a face. "Vivian Jonas?" he repeated, with a disgusted look on his face.
"You dislike her?" Lauren gasped.
"I don't dislike her. I hate her!" Edward spat. His face reminded me so much of Anthony Masen. His emerald eyes were dark with anger.
My heart sank. Did that mean that he hated half of me? My face crumpled and I hid it in my arms. Alice and Rose soothingly rubbed my shoulders, whispering, "It's okay." Alice, Rose, Emmett, and Jasper were the only four people (besides my half-brothers) who knew my secret.
"I also got Anthony Masen's autograph," Lauren gloated, waving her pink cap in my face. "He's just so hott..."
My head snapped out of my arms, brown eyes boring a hole in Lauren's dull hazel eyes. "Did you just say Anthony Masen?" I snarled.
"Yes, but back off, cause one day, he will be mine," Lauren fantasized.
I held back a gag. "I hate Anthony Masen! He's a no good little cheater..." I ranted on and on.
I noticed that Edward's face was sad. Was he a fan of Anthony Masen, my biggest rival? Oh no. Did I hurt his feelings?
We didn't speak to each other for the rest of the school day, not even in biology. Finally, in the parking lot, we gave up the awkward silence. I broke it first, not being able to not hear his velvety voice.
"Drive safely," I mumbled.
He looked at me long and hard, then sighed. "Bella, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ignored you. But I actually like Anthony Masen. He's quite a decent guy once you get to know him."
I snorted. "I probably know him better than you do. But I'm sorry too."
Edward smiled crookedly at me, then leaned forward and captured my lips with his. I instinctively buried my hands in his soft bronze hair, pulling him closer. He moaned quietly into my mouth. We continued making out until Emmett and Joe interrupted.
"Gosh, guys! Get a room!" Justin yelled at the same time Emmett yelled, "Are you guys really gonna go at it in the school parking lot?"
"Sorry Justin, Emmett," Edward panted breathlessly. I didn't trust myself to speak.
All eight of us stared at each other. "Awkwarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrd!!" Justin exclaimed his oh-so-famous quote out of nowhere.
We all left, and I couldn't help but wonder how I was ever going to tell Edward that I was his least favorite popstar.
Edward's POV
"Eddie, wake up! Wake up, Eddie!" Alice and Emmett sang off-tune while sprawled lazily on my bed. I covered my ears and kicked them off.
"Bad mood, Eddie?" Emmett gwaffed. Jasper (When did he get here?) was rolling on the ground, pointing at my even-more-messed-up-than-usual hair and looking as if he was about to wet his pants.
"You tell me," I growled. Rosalie waltzed in and stared wordlessly at me.
"Why are you wearing a button-down shirt and boxers?" she demanded as if I was insane.
Alice rolled his eyes. "He just woke up."
"That explains the morning look," Rose snickered.
"Hey, sis, I found a new nail polish in Alice's room!" Jasper called, waving an unopened bottle of glittering pink polish in his sister's face.
"New?" Rose retorted. "That's been out for two weeks already! If that is new, then I'm a hedgehog!"
You're just a prickly too, I thought. But I didn't dare voice my thoughts aloud. Rose would kill me.
"Rose, I say this with love in my heart,"Alice said dramatically, placing a hand over her heart. "Your make-up looks terrible on you."
Rosalie screamed and ran out of my room. Drama Queen. She returned ten minutes later with different make-up on. "Much better," my sister grinned.
"Get out of my room. I gotta change," I said, pointing to the door.
Everyone left, laughing, joking, and shoving each other in their haste to leave before I started changing. Alice was the last one; she tossed me a cell-phone and told me to call Bella. Then, she slammed the door.
I dialed my girlfriend's cell-phone number and held the phone to my ear. It rang for a long time, and just before I was going to hang up, Bella answered.
"What do you want, Alice? You better have a good reason for interrupting my shower!" Bella snapped. Whoa. She was not in a good mood.
I purred huskily, "Don't you want to talk to your boyfriend?"
"E-Edward?" She stumbled out my name. "Why do you have your sister's phone?"
"Surprise!" I laughed, delighted at hearing her stutter.
"I missed you, Edward," she whimpered softly. "I wish you were here."
I let out a sigh. "I miss you too, love. You have no idea how hard it is not being with you."
I heard her brother Justin's impatient voice float through the phone. "Bells! Are you done yet?" It was followed by the sound of swishing water.
"I have to go," she whispered quickly. "My cousin's...impatient." Oh. I had once gotten in the way when Justin was like that. I went home with a searing pain in my leg and half a black eye. That guy had a good fist.
"Bye, Bella," I said, my voice engulfed in sadness. "I love you."
"Bye. Love you too." She disconnected the call. It seemed like one of us always had to end our calls early. I shoved my phone into my pocket, showered quickly, and dressed in a simple outfit (picked by Alice, of course).
I walked downstairs to find Rose sitting on the kitchen counter and Alice and Jasper in a heavy lip-lock. I cleared my throat loudly and they broke apart for air.
"Where's Emmett?" I asked. Rose jabbed her thumb towards the ceiling. I nodded.
My mother Esme strolled in and served us breakfast. "It's really nice of you to feed us, Mrs. Cullen," Jasper said politely, stabbing at his eggs.
Alice saw the crisp bacon on her plate and let out an ear-splitting shriek. "Mom! This has too much grease on it! It'll make me fat!" she cried.
I rolled my eyes and left my family and the Hales (mainly Jasper) to comfort Alice that the bacon would not ruin her tiny frame. I slid casually into my silver Volvo and started the engine. It purred to life under my hands. I loved my Volvo, even more than my Aston Martin.
Finally, everyone clambered into my precious car and I sped to school, going way over the speed limit. I hopped out and ran to Bella's cherry red Toyota.
She looked deep in thought. I decided to surprise her. Quietly, I opened the drivers door. Still no response. I leaned closer ot her still body, and skimmed my lips gently across the supple, smooth skin in the crook of her neck.
Bella jumped. High. I chuckled, unable to keep my mouth shut. She gave me a dark look, and that silenced me. "Deep in your thoughts, love?" I whispered, blowing in her ear. She nodded and we entered the school building for our first period, English.
As soon as Bella was seated comfortably on my right, Tanya, the strawberry-blond Queen Bee, approached, swinging her hips wildly.
"Hey, Eddie." Tanya flirted. I supressed a groan of horror.
"Tanya," I said coldly in a detatched voice, hoping she was going to leave. "And don't call me Eddie."
She didn't get my clue. "So, like, how are you?" She said 'seductively'. It sounded like a horse being strangled.
I was so uninterested, I could've died from boredom right then and there. I began playing with Bella's left hand.
Tanya, displeased that I was ignoring her, blurted out suddenly, "Will you go out with me?"
Surprisingly, I laughed. Laughed. I had no clue why. "Why would I go out with you when I have my Bella?" I snickered.
"B-But..." Tanya stuttered helplessly. A wave of tear pooled in her eyes. "No one says no when I ask them out!" She ran sobbing uncontrollably out of the classroom, probably to go to the girls' room, pushing an unfortunate and bewildered English teacher away from the door.
The rest of the morning classes were utterly broing.
At lunch, Lauren, Tanya's deputy, swaggered to our table.
"Oh my god, guys. Guess what?" she said in a chipper tone. Alice and Rose kept talking about a new make-up brand. Emmett and Jasper were throwing food at each other. Tony was writing something, with his arm covering it protectively, while Justin ate. And ate. And ate.
Only Bella and I feigned interest.
"I got Vivian Jonas's autograph last night!" Lauren squealed. Tony and Justin's heads snapped up when they heard 'Vivian Jonas' mentioned.
I made a face. "Vivian Jonas?" I repeated, with a disgusted look on my features.
"You dislike her?" Lauren gasped.
"I don't dislike her. I hate her!" I spat angrily. I was sure my green eyes were dark with fury. Bella buried her face in her arms for no reason.
"I also got Anthony Masen's autograph," Lauren gloated, waving her pink cap in Bella's face. "He's just so hott..." I held back a gag.
Her head snapped out of my arms, brown eyes boring a hole in Lauren's dull hazel eyes. "Did you just say Anthony Masen?" she snarled.
"Yes, but back off, cause one day, he will be mine," Lauren fantasized.
Bella wasn't thinking about that. "I hate Anthony Masen! He's a no good little cheater..." she ranted on and on.
I was sure my face was crumpled in pain. Bella hated half of me? I wasn't sure if she noticed my expression, so I changed my face into an emotionless mask.
For the rest of the day, we were silent. I didn't dare speak to her, afraid she was upset. FInally, in the parking lot, we couldn't take it anymore.
"Drive safely," she mumbled quietly.
I looked at her for a long time, then sighed. "Bella, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ignored you. But I actually like Anthony Masen. He's quite a decent guy once you get to know him." Great. Now I was defending myself.
She snorted. "I probably know him better than you do. But I'm sorry too."
I gaev her my famous crooked smile, then leaned forward and captured her warm lips with mine. She wove her fingers in his soft bronze hair, tugging me closer. I couldn't help but moan quietly into her mouth. We made out until Emmett and Adam decided to interrupt.
"Gosh, guys! Get a room!" Justin yelled at the same time Emmett howled, "Are you guys really gonna go at it in the school parking lot?"
"Sorry Justin, Emmett," I gasped out breathlessly. Bella didn't say anything.
All eight of us stared at each other. "Awkwarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrd!!" Justin exclaimed his oh-so-famous quote out of nowhere.
We all left, and I couldn't help but wonder how I was ever going to tell Bella that I was her least favorite popstar.
Justin's Short POV (WARNING: POINTLESS AND STUPID)
La la la la la...
"Bells! Are you done yet?" I screamed up the wide spiral staircase. I heard her groan. Bella always said I sounded childish, but come on...get real.
I ran up the stairs, down the hallway, and to her bedroom door. I began boxing with the door. "Die, you piece of wood! Die!"
"JUSTIN!" Bella roared. She wretched open the door and ducked as my fist almost connected with her face. Oops. Oh well. La la la...Innocence...
"Sorry," I said sheepishly, rubbing my head. Whatever. La la...
"You interrupted a romantic phone call from my boyfriend!" Bella yelled in my face, smacking me hard on the head with a pillow.
I cowered under her furious glare. "Sorry," I whimpered.
I was hit again. God! Some forgiveness would be nice! "MOMMY!" I howled for my mommy. "Bella hit me!" I was hit again. What was up with this girl?
Paul yelled up the stairs, "Grow up, Joe!" That was an insult!
"I am grown up! I'm already eighteen!" I snapped. I stuck my tongue out in my older brother's direction, just for good measure. You know, good luck.
"Dimwit," Bella muttered. "You are sooooo sad." What?!
"No I'm not! I'm happier than--hey!" Did she just call me a name? "I'm not a dimwit! MOMMY! Bella's calling me names!" I howled. La la la...
Author's Note-YES! My longest chapter in my history of chapters!
I LOVE JUSTIN! He's so cute, and I purposefully made him a bit absent-minded. Tell me if something I wrote got you confused. (Or, as my sister says, "Confuzzled.")
PLEASE REVIEW! Whoever does gets to keep anyone in this story.