Disclaimer: I don't own any rights to Twilight. That's all Stephenie Meyer. Taking 5 Productions/Teek Films own the rights to the movie Taking 5 - I was severely influenced by this movie to write this fic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Chapter 2
BPOV
Well, they didn't throw shit, but stuff was tossed at us.
All we were for the next couple of days was teased and practically target practice, and Rosalie got the most of it because everyone still thought it was her fault the sparkler fire happened, when it really was all my fault. We tried to defend ourselves, but it was no use. They've been brainwashed by Tanya.
The torture wasn't so bad at first. You know, teasing and being called losers. Then they decide to actually throw footballs purposely at our heads as we walked past a bunch of jocks. Let's just say the guy who threw the football won't be going to college on a football scholarship because of a broken arm.
I was suspended for one day, but my absence didn't do a single thing to my grades, and one little indiscretion wasn't gonna kill me once I go to college. Um, hello! I'm already in Stanford! The three of us were!
Then girls were purposely dumping their food on us, forcing us to raid lost and found and wear God awful clothes. No one ever loses anything cool.
The worst was that a couple of guys decided to somehow cuff our backpacks to the back of our chairs. I don't know how they did undetected, but they did. And we couldn't get them off.
When I got up out of my seat and tried to grab my messenger bag, I found out about it being locked to it. And so did Alice and Rose.
"Are you fucking serious?!" I screamed, pulling on my bag. Urgh! I was so done with this. Because I couldn't do much getting my bag detached from my fucking chair, and I needed all the shit in it, I had no choice but to start dragging my chair throughout the halls of Forks High to the janitor's office – which is downstairs in the basement. How wonderful.
Since Alice and Rose needed it done, too, they had to drag it along. We would have just gone without our bags to the janitor's office, but I didn't feel like leaving my bag in an empty classroom for a few minutes – you never know what shit could happen in five minutes. And I'd figure that the fat loser was too lazy to come upstairs to just unlock a few bags from chairs, so we're coming to him.
I was angry as I dragged my chair behind me, but I acted cool, to make it seem like it didn't bother me. I wish I could tell my girls that this would blow over and that high schoolers' attention spans were really short, but it would just be a lie. But the best way to act is as if it didn't bother us.
When we got to the janitor's office, he chuckled out a really loud laugh at us before I yelled at him to just release us and that we'll be on our merry way. He still snickered at us as he unlocked us from these bicycle locks and then we went to lunch, missing half of it because we were otherwise engaged. Thank God we brought lunch today. And that we were going to eat in the car.
"I can't take this anymore, girls. I'm gonna ask if I can leave school and just be homeschooled," Rose complained, picking at her sandwich.
"No. We're gonna face this like big girls, Rosie. We're seniors! It's just three measly months! And then we're out of here," Alice said.
"That's right, hon. It'll be okay. And we're right by you. Plus… you know that since my dad's the Chief, I can have him issue something if this gets really out of control," I threw in.
"I just don't understand how people can be so cruel!"
"Rose… everyone will be cruel. This high school game everyone's playing is nothing compared to what we'll be facing in the real world. This is child's play. But you know what? We're better than them. They're gonna be nothing in ten years and we'll be the best! So don't let a bunch of douches and bitches get you down. Okay?"
"Okay, Bella."
"You know… I wish we had the chance to actually meet Breaking Dawn. I bet they would have been so cool! Ugh! And now that this has happened, we won't. Imagine if we can just meet them now and then can ask them to play for our school because we worked so hard to win the contest," Alice huffed out.
And with that, Alice's iPhone rang.
"Ahh!" she screamed out happily. "Breaking Dawn update!"
Alice is lucky she's got one of those smartphones that has the internet on it, and she can get email sent directly to it. Once I'm in California in school and working, I'm getting off my parents' plan and getting an iPhone or whatever cool new smartphone is out there.
And since she gets email to her phone, we can check out the Breaking Dawn news on her phone.
"Oh my God! They're having a CD signing for their new CD at PA Scene! And it's a preview sale! The CD's not supposed to come out for another week and a half, and they're selling a thousand copies before the release date!"
"Oh that's great! We can just skip school for the rest of the day, drive an hour to Port Angeles, convince Breaking Dawn to play for our school and everything will be better!" Rose said sarcastically.
"That's an awesome plan, Rose!" I squealed.
"Except I was joking!" she cried.
"Well, I'm not!"
"And I'm up for it, too. Let's go!" Alice said. She grabbed our hands and we took off running through the empty halls.
Then we cut school for the rest of the day – playing off that I was sick and Rose and Alice were going to drive me home since we all rode in together. And then we headed off to Port Angeles to go to the CD signing where Breaking Dawn was.
When we got there, the line was really long, but it was in the store. The signing was starting just as we got in line, so we actually had some luck and made it just in time to see them and buy the new CD before a very large crowd got here and we missed our chances.
Rose of course was practically hyperventilating because one, she was going to meet Breaking Dawn, especially Emmett, and two, because she was worrying about how we were going to convince the band to come play a concert for us.
"Why don't we just say we have cancer or another terminal disease?" Alice suggested.
"Nah… that won't work. I bet a ton of girls pull that," I answered.
"Why don't we just tell them the truth? And if it doesn't work, use a terminal disease as a last resort," Rose then said.
"Alright. We'll do that."
"Oh my God! I can't believe we're finally gonna meet Breaking Dawn!" Then the three of us squealed in delight.
"Hey! Who's next?" Jasper Whitlock of Breaking Dawn called out. Oh my God! We're next!
"Hi!" the three of us called out, moving on the line and thrusting our CDs toward Jasper, Edward and Emmett. Oh fuck! Edward Cullen is right in front of me!
"Oh my God! Hi, Edward! I'm Bella, you're biggest fan… like ever! Look, we think you three are amazing! And we need to ask you guys a favor. This is Alice and Rose – they're my best friends and your biggest fans, too, and we took part in the Fuze label drive to win a concert by you for our school. And we won… sort of. But the labels… they caught on fire, as well as the most popular girl's hair – the bitch. But it was all my fault, not Rose's and she's being blamed for it. So I need to do some major fucking damage control, otherwise our social lives for the next three months are gonna be hell. So can you please, please, please come play at Forks High?" I quickly said. I even smiled.
"Sure," Edward then said coolly. "We'll play there tomorrow." He took my hands in his and smiled, and I had fallen.
I let out a sigh. "Really?"
We just stared at each other and I wasn't sure what was going on. Alice was making goo goo eyes at Jasper, and Rose was a puddle at Emmett's feet. He was trying to talk to her, but she was in la la land.
Then my dreams were crushed. "Yeah… on unicorns, too."
What?
"What?" I was stunned to see how much of a jerk Edward was.
"You really thought I was serious?"
"No. No no. I need a concert," I stressed. "It's a matter of social life or death!"
"Alright. Fair enough. If you were dressed up like her," he then pointed to the comic book section of the store at the stand for the comic Blood Lust vampire babe, "maybe we'll come play for your school."
Alice woke up out of her trance upon hearing how Edward was acting, and Jasper wasn't doing anything to stop it. And Rose was still far gone while Emmett was asking if she was okay. Then I slapped her arm to get her to focus.
"Ah! Oh! I– I have cancer!" she then yelled out. Well, that was our last resort.
"Well, we didn't give it to you," Edward said.
Ugh! I couldn't believe Edward was such an asshole! He seemed so sweet in interviews and when he sang the love songs the band performed. "Look! Please! We're your biggest fans!"
Alice and Rosalie were shouting out random nonsense about how bad Rose's 'cancer' was as Edward called out for security to escort us out. We didn't even get our CDs, not that I wanted it anymore. I was swearing off boy bands COMPLETELY, especially Breaking Dawn. As Alice drove us home, with Rose crying out in the backseat with me comforting her, Rose was saying how Emmett didn't stop it. He didn't do anything.
"Well, neither did Jasper," Alice seethed.
"And when I said I had cancer, even when I didn't, he didn't show an ounce of sympathy. Did this afternoon really happen, or am I just dreaming because of the hellhole we're in at school?"
"No, babe. Unfortunately, it's all real," I whispered. "They're all a bunch of bastards, a bunch of liars and fakes who couldn't give a shit about us. They have no charitable hearts at all. For that concert they would have played at our school, they were being paid to show up; not because they wanted to do it."
"So my life… our lives at school… is just gonna suck! We're gonna be tortured for the rest of the school year."
"Rosalie! You gotta cool your jets! Look, I told you before. Life is gonna be so much different once we graduate and start our careers. We're gonna have our ups and downs, and people are gonna bully us, but we gotta fight back! We're not gonna take their shit! We're not gonna let them walk all over us. So you gotta pull yourself together. And not let it get to you."
"Alright. I just can't believe Emmett was like that. He seemed like the best guy in the world, you know?"
"Well, we felt the same about Jasper and Edward, too, girl," Alice said as we pulled into her driveway. We went up to her room and started tearing down all the Breaking Dawn pictures off her wall and tossing out all the magazines with their faces on them. We kept up some and just taped up little signs that said 'BREAKING DAWN ARE ASSHOLES!', 'WE HATE BREAKING DAWN!' and 'BOY BANDS SUCK!'
Then we decided to have Rose, who was still hung up on Emmett to look at a picture of him and say how much she hates him and that she couldn't believe she spent all her money on all Breaking Dawn merchandise… that she couldn't believe she wasted it all for them when they were jerks to us. Then she crumbled up his picture and threw it in the trashcan. Alice and I were proud of her and she actually smiled and let out a laugh. It felt good to do that to Edward and Jasper's pictures, too.
"Yeah! We're gonna make them pay for what they've done to us," Alice shouted.
"How?" Rose wondered.
The TV was on and Breaking Dawn's hit, Kidnap My Heart was playing. And that's when I had an idea.
"We're gonna kidnap the band and make them play for us."
"Yeah! Wait what?"
"Yeah, huh?"
"It's the only way, girls. And I know the one person who'll help us execute this plan."
"Who?" Alice and Rose asked.
I smirked even though I was mentally grimacing.
Jacob Black.
~KMH~
The girls and I drove over to Jake's house after school on Monday the following week. Instead of Jake, it was Seth who let us in. It was freaky how Jake's house was set up – with cameras and other security-like shit around the hallway leading to his room.
Makes you question what's going on his head. Is there some chemical imbalance or something?
Alice and Rose both looked up at the visible camera right outside his bedroom door. We knew that he saw us. Alice smiled and waved slowly, totally engrossed in it and I had to pull the two of them harshly away because we're here on a mission.
Seth let us in and I got a good look around. The room's walls were covered in a chalkboard-kind of wall with writing all over it, as if it was a plan. Jake's got blueprints and newspaper articles littering the floors. And he's got all these gadgets. Where did he get the money for all this shit?
"Ladies… come in," Jake greeted us. He gave me this look, like the 'Hello baby' look. Creepy. I shivered at the thought of it. I was actually ready to change my mind about asking Jacob Black to help us out. But we knew that Jake's got this über crush on me and would do anything for me. Also he's never been caught when he's done the super sneaky shit.
"Let's get down to business." He just got right to the point.
"Well, Jake, I love what you've done to the place," I smiled, inwardly cringing because it was, well, Jake. "And Rose, Alice and I just totally admire your work. Wanna clue us in on how you do it?"
"Okay. Well, I first come up with an idea. Then I do some R and D – research and development. And then I plan the whole thing out before executing it."
"Uh huh."
"That's good because we got something that we think you'll be able to handle," Rose said.
"Something bigger than you've ever done in your entire life," Alice threw in.
"Something… legendary," I finished. By the look on Jake's face we knew he's intrigued. But he's gotta hear the plan first before he'd ever accept an offer.
"And what pray tell is this legendary idea you'd like my help on?" he asked, sitting down at his desk, hands linked together in a way only some kind of mob boss would.
"Um…" I started, walking closer to him where he sat. "Kidnapping Breaking Dawn from their Port Angeles show on Friday night?"
Then he laughed. Like cackled. He was obviously amused, and I wasn't amused by his reaction.
"You're serious?"
"Yah."
"No. Not gonna happen," he answered, standing up and pushing me towards the door. "It was a wonderful chat we had, but it's time for you three to go."
"Told you. I knew he was no legend," Alice sang out. And that just offended Jake. Got ya!
"Hey! Hold on! I'm as legendary as it gets. But, uh, kidnapping… that's a fucking crime. A felony. You know James Hunter? Thought he could hack into the computers of the major bank chains so he could steal money? Yeah, he was sixteen, but they tried him as an adult. He's now in prison for twenty to life. And I gotta say that orange is not my color."
"Yeah, he can't handle this," Rose said to Alice and I, and we started to make our way out, knowing Jake will grab onto the bait.
"Wait a goddamn minute, girls! I ain't going to jail for kidnapping some boy band just so you can see them."
"Just so you know, we hate them now," Alice seethed.
"Yeah. They screwed us over when it came to the label drive and we want to make them pay. Humiliate them," I said.
Jake was silent for a few seconds, he and Seth sharing this look that must've meant that he was hooked.
"Alright… I'm listening. I'm game for making a bunch of pussy pop singers pay. If you want to work this plan out, you're gonna need me to help. So I'm in."
"Yes!" we cheered. Jake and I shook on it and he held onto my hand a bit too long, whispering about how soft my hand was.
I think I just threw up in my mouth.
"Ick! I'm leaving," I said before bolting out of there, Alice and Rose following.
~KMH~
On Wednesday, Jake and Seth met us up at Alice's. It was unusually warm outside, so we decided to work out the plan for kidnapping Breaking Dawn on her back patio where it was secluded enough for us to do this without Alice's parents bothering us. William and Mary Brandon were the uncool parents of our little group. They lived to somehow embarrass Alice, and they were totally oblivious to the fact.
As we sat out there, Jake had a legal pad filled with notes on what was going to go down.
Then he started telling us what was going to happen, and I could just picture it. Almost like some kind of James Bond movie.
The idea went as follows: First, we'd show up at Jake's house where the limo would arrive at eight thirty sharp to drive us into Port Angeles. We'd be dressed to the nines since we're using the Spring Fling dance as a decoy.
Then, at around nine thirty, we'd arrive at the concert hall where Breaking Dawn would be performing at. For it was an eight o'clock show and will end around ten, that's when the band would come out. Jake's 'sources' told us that the band would be ushered into an awaiting limo – so why shouldn't it be ours?
The third thing that goes down was where Alice, Rose and I come in. We're part of the next phase of the plan – distraction. We're going to climb out of the limo, all hot and sexy-like and strut over to the guys, being all over them and they're just going to fall for it. It'll divert them from what they're supposed to be doing which is heading straight to the limo.
That's when Seth would cause a ruckus by throwing a smoke bomb in our general direction, blinding the group from what will go down which is the girls and I pushing their bodyguards and other security team away so we could usher them into the limo. Jake would be waiting there, as the driver, to help them in. Once they're in, apparently Jake was James Bond and I was Pussy Galore and I was supposed to swoon and fall into his arms.
Jake was caught up in this fantasy that his eyes were closed and he was leaning in to kiss me. I grabbed onto his moving lips with a tight grip and said, "Not even in your wildest dreams."
"Damn. Was worth a shot. Anyway, they're in the limo, we drive off, and finish the rest of the plan by locking in your basement, Bella, since your parents are going on a long weekend trip to your grandmother's in Arizona, and threatening them whatever if they don't play your fucking concert.
"Oh. I forgot. You're gonna be my date for the Spring Fling."
I laughed out. "Right, Jake. Good one."
"No. Seriously. See, my parents won't let me rent a limo if I 'go' dateless to the dance. And my mom wants pics, so yeah, you're my date."
"Ugh! Fine! As long as this works, I'll do that one little thing."
"Awesome!"
God, he was such a loser! He was acting as if this was the best thing ever, and we're not even going to the dance, just dressing up for it. He even did this weird handshake thing with Seth.
Boys.
