Isabella Marie Star

Chapter 2- Winner

A/N: Hey guys, so sorry for the late update! I was so busy with my other fanfictions, but I got inspiration to write this chapter and decided to go for it!

Thanks for those who were patient and waited for the next chapter…

Lily xx

You won my heart

Yeah, baby, you're the winner

So charm me, kiss me, and let's go out to dinner

Isabella Star- 'Winner' from album 'The Story of Me'

Bella's P.O.V

"Isabella, is it true you're releasing a new album called 'The Story of Me'?" The blonde haired presenter asked me, on my MTV interview.

I shot her my best smile, the one that had charmed millions many times before. "Yes, Kellie, it is true," I replied in my sweetest tone, as I read her nametag.

She smiled back," So may I ask you something personal?" She asked a mischievous look in her eyes.

I giggled as innocently as I could. "Sure," I murmured, hoping it wasn't the Zac Efron rumor again. We had met a few weeks ago, and we'd been very friendly with each other. There had been a few photos at the people's choice awards, with his arm around my waist, and some people had thought we were an item. Even though I was dating Jacob at the time, and Zac was dating Vanessa Anne Hudgens.

"Is it true that a song from your new album 'Hey Jacob' is dedicated to your long term boyfriend and celebrity model Jacob Black?" She asked.

I tried not to let the relief show across my face. I grinned, shooting them my most innocent smile. So it wasn't the Zac Efron thing. Good.

"Maybe," I trailed off, tossing my hair in the direction of the studio where Isabella Star fans were sitting. I added a tiny wave in their direction and the crowd went wild.

"Oh come on, Isabella, give me more than that," Kellie begged in a jokey tone.

I grinned, "Fine, it kind of is," I murmured, and Kellie grinned.

"We knew it, anyway that's all we have time for tonight. But thank you so much for being with us in the studio today, Isabella. It was a pleasure to have you," She beamed at me.

I stood up, "It was a pleasure to be here," I murmured, shooting a tiny wave in the direction of my fans, and strutting out of the studio door.

Alice was waiting outside, a grin on her face. "Get me out of here," I begged.

Alice giggled, "That interview was awesome, as usual," She muttered.

I smiled, "I know," I replied.

Alice rolled her eyes at me," Okay, now we have that show that you're going to pull the name of the lucky winner of that competition thing. One lucky guy will win a date with you," She winked at me.

I rolled my eyes, "Oh no, not that stupid win a date with me bullshit," I muttered.

"I already have a bf, Jacob Black," I exclaimed.

Alice grinned, "I know. Duh. Speaking of Jake, is he jealous of the whole date thing?" She asked.

I sighed as Jessica hurried towards us. She waved, and Ralph came and led us towards the limo. Paparazzi were going crazy photographing Alice, Jessica and I as we headed out of the studio and into the limo.

I posed for a few photographs, basking in the spotlight that I loved. Some celebrity's might get sick of all the attention, but I personally adored being in the public eye. I smiled, as a pap asked me, "America wants to know, Pepsi or Coca-Cola?"

I blinked my eyes innocently. "I love them both," I told them. I was used to this. If I said Pepsi, the paparazzi would post that I hated Coca-Cola and vice versa, so I would have to stay neutral.

"Jake's been so AWOL," I murmured to Alice as we were practically thrown into the limo.

Ralph slammed the door behind us, then got into the front. The limo took off and Alice sighed.

"Maybe he's just so busy. I mean, didn't you say he had that shoot in Milan?" She asked me.

I nodded, "Yes, but he should be back by now. He hasn't called me," I told her, pulling out a diet soda from the mini fridge.

Jessica sat in the row in front of me. She was typing into her PDA, yet she was chattering away into her Bluetooth headpiece at the same time.

Alice rolled her eyes, "It's his loss. Now, we need to focus on your clothes for the picking name out of bowl thing," She murmured.

I sighed, "You can just call it the studio thing, Alice," I reminded her.

She held up two dresses, both designed by Alice Brandon of course. They were both identical in design, but different in color. They were both sleeveless with a scooping neckline, and a tight pencil skirt, but one was dark blue and the other was a light pink. I picked the blue one, and Alice handed me some matching navy blue stiletto heels to go with it.

Then we closed the compartment in the limo that doubled as my emergency changing room. I changed quickly into my new outfit, and then Emily Young, my favorite hair and makeup artist, secured my hair back in an elegant up do, a few tendrils falling down the side of my face. She then applied my makeup, giving me a natural look, and then I was good to go.

The limo driver pulled out in front of the studio, and opened the door. I stepped out of the door, Alice by my side, and Ralph, and my other bodyguard, Demetri, led us through the paparazzi which were gathered around the red carpet.

Alice and I strutted our stuff down the red carpet, Jessica scurrying ahead of us. The pap's were on both sides, blurting out questions. "Is it true that this is all just a cover up to hide the fact that you are a stuck up snob in real life?" One yelled.

I started towards him, feeling mad. "No way, where would you get that idea?" I snapped, and Alice led me away and dragged me towards the studio doors.

We headed backstage, Ralph flanking us on one side, and Demitri on the other.

"Ready, Ella?" Jessica asked, as I was about to step into the studio.

I nodded, still mad from the paparazzi's question. I then forced a smile across my face as the presenter called me onstage. I was greeted by a roar of applause from the fans who were seated in the studio, anticipating my entry.

I waved at them, then shuffled over to the seat the presenter had ushered me to.

"Now all Isabella Star fans, this is the moment you have all been waiting for. Beautiful Isabella here will choose the name of the lucky guy who will win a date with the sweetest girl next door," The presenter continued. He was a thin man in his twenties with shaggy black hair and brown eyes. Eric something or the other. He was one of the hottest presenters in Hollywood.

I winked at him, and I saw that he flushed slightly. I loved having that effect on people. Then a few girls in filmy black dresses headed in, pushing a giant fish bowl filled with papers. They ushered me to the top of it, and then spun the bowl around a couple of times. I plastered a smile across my face, that made me look like I was having the time of my life, when in fact all I wanted was to go home, and have Alice or Emily give me a soothing facial, while watching 'E!'s Battle of The Hollywood Hotties' and maybe eat some sushi.

I dug my hand into the fishbowl, earning a gasp from the audience, and I moved my hand around, feeling bored. I didn't even want to do this stupid competition. I yanked out a random paper, and held it up to the audience for dramatic appeal.

The girl nearest to me handed me a microphone, and I smiled, unfolding the paper. "And the winner is…. Jasper Masen from Aransas Pass, Texas," I called out loudly. My voice rang throughout the studio, and a disappointed wave passed through the crowd. So it wasn't anyone here.

Eric came over, and I headed away from the fishbowl. He put his arm around my waist. "So congratulations, Jasper. You are one lucky man. Isabella's agent will be getting in touch with you to go over the details of your trip to Hollywood, and to meet America's hottest teen pop sensation Isabella Marie Star," He cried.

I grinned and waved to the crowd. After I sang 'The Story of Me', I headed back home with Alice after turning down a dinner invitation from Eric.

I sighed as I clicked the lock of our apartment door shut. "I'm exhausted," I informed Alice, who grinned and then we headed through the giant hallway which led to our gargantuan living room. She sprawled down onto the couch, peeling her sandals off.

"I'm beat too," She muttered, closing her eyes for a second.

I sighed again, and then sat down beside her. "Renata," I called for our housekeeper.

Our housekeeper came towards us, a small smile on her face. She was brunette, with a chubby build and shining green eyes. "Bella, Alice, Lieblingen," She exclaimed, heading towards us.

"I want a peppermint tea, what about you, Alice?" I asked her.

Alice sighed, "I'll have a Chamomile tea, Renata. Please," She replied.

Alice looked towards me as if she expected me to say something, and when I didn't she just clapped her hands for our motion sensitive T.V to turn on.

Renata nodded, and then headed towards our kitchen, which I barely went in.

I watched as the T.V lowered from the ceiling. It was kind of like the T.V Joey wanted in Friends, except we actually had the money to afford it. I suddenly remembered that I'd left my Chihuahua, Sparkles, in my room, because I wouldn't have been able to lug her around all day.

I got up, and made a left turn in our giant hallway past our Screening room, where we watched movies, Our Jacuzzi room, the arcade, Alice's special at-home designer studio, and my personal recording studio, then I pushed the door to the left which was my room. Alice's was across the hall.

I flung open the door to my room, which was one of the biggest rooms in the apartment, painted my favorite color; sky blue. It had a giant bed in the middle, with a million or so pillows, some of which sparkled. My giant widescreen T.V stood in one corner, and my even bigger Stereo system, which had all my favorite C.D's including ones by yours truly, in the other corner. A giant sky blue recliner, and a light blue arm chair lay in front of the T.V. Sparkles was sat on the recliner.

I smiled, and scooped her up into my arms. "It's okay, mommy's here," I cooed, hugging my dog close to me. I looked down at myself, and saw Sparkles's brown eyes sparkling. I then realized I was still wearing my dress. I put Sparkles down, then headed into my walk in wardrobe, which was almost as big as my room itself.

Alice had, of course, organized it for me. Endless racks of clothing hung in every direction. Shoes were organized by shade of color under the clothes, and my bags were above the clothes, also organized by color. In the right hand corner, was a big table full of my make up products, and perfumes, some from my personal line of 'Isabella Star –Be the Star' products.

I put on my favorite 'Alice Brandon' designer pink nightgown, which was knee length and tight around the bust, and hugged my perfect hourglass figure all round. I pulled my hair out of the up do, and let it hang in loose waves on my shoulder.

I headed out of the wardrobe, slipping on my favorite fluffy pink slippers, then picked up Sparkles and headed towards the living room. Alice was watching my latest music video 'Amazing' which featured Jesse McCartney as the boyfriend I was supposedly shouting at.

"Oh my god, Jesse is so hot," She cried, as she sipped her tea. The coffee table had been pulled towards her, and on it lay another steaming drink. I took my Peppermint tea, and sipped on it, placing Sparkles on the couch. I sat between her and Alice.

I smiled, "I know," I murmured, looking at myself. Alice had given me the hottest dress ever to wear in the video, and me and my back up singers were strutting our stuff across the school in the video, and Jesse was supposedly chasing behind us.

Alice smiled, "Do you think he's single?" She asked, pushing her long black hair back.

I rolled my eyes, "Everyone knows he's dating that Katie girl," I told her.

Alice just sighed, and sipped her drink. "I'm sick of being the third wheeler when you and Jake go out," She complained.

I smiled at her, "Come on, being single is great," I informed her, stroking Sparkles.

Alice snorted, "Coming from 'Miss I can't be single for a single teensy wincy second'," She exclaimed.

I sighed, "I can't help that guys are all over me," I joked.

Alice rolled her eyes, "I haven't dated anyone since that photographer dude who I dumped a few months ago, Alec Volturi," She muttered.

I sipped my tea, "It's his loss. He was like totally ignoring you," I mumbled.

"Yeah, he was AWOL for like a couple of weeks, major turnoff," She replied, tossing her hair back.

"He was hot," I reminded her.

"You do have a boyfriend, you know, Bella," She burst out.

I smiled, "I know, but said boyfriend hasn't been in the picture for a while," I told her, and as if on cue, I heard my cell phone started to ring with my remix version of 'The Story of Me'.

I sighed and hopped up. "Be right back," I murmured, grabbing Sparkles and rushing into my room. I placed Sparkles on my bed, and then grabbed my cell phone from in my bag. I scowled at the caller ID, it was Jacob.

"Hey," I called into it, reluctantly.

"Hi Baby," Jacob's deep voice replied.

I grinned, "Hey Jay," I murmured.

"I saw your interview on MTV while I was having hair and makeup done for my Vogue shoot today," He explained.

"And?" I prompted.

"You were majorly hot as usual, Babe," He muttered.

I blushed. Jacob was the only one who could make me really blush. I barely got embarrassed, and I never got stage fright, yet Jake was my weakness.

"Thanks…you coming over?" I asked him, trying to sound seductive.

"N-no, not tonight. I'm really tired, I think I'll just hit the sack. I just got back from Milan yesterday," He explained.

"Okay," I replied, trying not to sound disappointed, even though I was.

"Well, I'll TTYL," I told him, before hanging up.

"Bella!" I heard Alice call.

I headed back outside, leaving Sparkles where she was because she was asleep. Alice was still sitting on the couch, but the coffee table was empty, our previous drinks gone. Alice had changed into her silky light blue Chinese style pajamas and her long black hair was tied back.

"Renata wants to know if you want to share a banana split with me or not," Alice told me, not removing her eyes from on the screen. She was watching 'American Idol' now.

"Er, I'm on a diet," I told her, flopping down next to her. I snatched the remote from her and brought E! Channel, because I was a regular subject of their conversations.

Alice looked upset. "Come on, Bells. One time won't make you fat. She said she'd put your favorite caramel sauce on it," She tempted.

I sighed, "Fine, I can have a tiny piece," I murmured, sinking back into the comfy pillows.

"Renata, we'll have one please, and extra caramel sauce," Alice yelled into the kitchen.

I sighed, feeling comfortable. I had a shoot for U.S weekly magazine the next day, and an outfit fitting in Alice's studio for the show where I would meet my 'date'. I could hardly wait. Note the sarcasm. I wasn't actually looking forward to my fake date at all.

Yeah, Baby, you're the winner

Winner of my heart

Let's pledge our love forever more

And hope we never part

A/N: Hey guys! Hope you liked it..

Leave a review so that I know you haven't given up hope on me lol

Lily xx

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