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Hey everyone! I'm basically cranking these chapters out like a mother tonight, this is the last one for today or a few days or so. I REALLY appreciate the reviews, keep em coming :] I think they inspire me to write more lol. I love you all! I hope I'm making you all happy. I'm sure making myself happy with this story so far :]

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Chapter Four.

"It's uh, Edwin actually," he mumbles and he puts on her bowling shoe for her.

"Edwin, that is a wonderful name," she acknowledges gracefully, smiling down at him.

"Oh, uh," he coughs, "thank you," as he finishes putting on her shoe, grateful his head is bowed so she doesn't see his blush. Straightening up, he gets his courage back as he bows low, "It's been a pleasure serving you my lady," as he extends his hand to Rosie, it's suddenly knocked away along with the rest of him.

"Okay, thank you Romeo," Carter snarls as Ed walks away, a little confused. She turns to Rosie, who is still sitting on the counter of the bowling alley. Taking her hand, she pauses for a moment and looks up at Rosie, who is looking down at her smiling. She yanks her off of the counter, and Rosie loses her balance. Falling into and onto Carter, Carter immediately goes into "catch the girl" mode. Wrapping her arms around Rosie's waist, they both crash down to the ground. Rosie raises her head from the crook of Carter's neck and their eyes meet, mere inches from each other. Both of them catch their breath as time freezes in the most cliché of manners for them. Rosie breathes out and doesn't move a muscle as Carter loosens her hold on her. Carter raises her hands from her waist and almost put them on Rosie's neck, as Rosie's eyes follow her every movement, when suddenly…

"CUT!" Selena's hands freeze in midair and Demi closes her eyes, both girls quickly trying to recover from their thrust into reality. The director runs over to them and kneels down, "Are you two okay? Demi you took quite a spill but Selena, ouch, looks like you got the bad end of that deal." The girls let out a shaky laugh as Demi is helped off of Selena and Selena is helped up.

Demi is lost in her own world as the director says something to them. Something I'm sure I should be listening to, but I quite can't bring myself to forget how it felt to have Selena that close… To forget how it felt to have her arms around my waist… To forget that look in her eyes as she brought her arms from my waist to my neck… knowing what she wanted to do…

Selena is lost in her own world as the director explains how she shouldn't have yanked Demi so hard off of the counter, but other than that the scene was fine. The scene? She thinks, What scene? The moment where I pulled Demi a little too hard? How about the fact that I wrapped my arms around her waist as we both went down, and the fact that that was instinct. Too bad it wasn't instinct to hold her there. Too bad it wasn't instinct to notice the look in her eyes, the way she bit her lip as she watched my hands move… the way she wanted them to… the way she wanted me to…

"Okay, got it girls?" Demi and Selena snap back to reality give each other a confused look and then decide to just nod at the director. They now have to do the scene again, and both of them grasped that much at least. "Let's take it from Carter giving Rosie a hand to help her down."

Demi takes her mark on the counter, and Selena stands in front of her. "ACTION!"

Carter grabs Rosie's hand and sighs, meeting her eyes in a heated stare that sends chills down Rosie's spine. Carter pulls Rosie off of the counter, making her land a few inches from the taller girl. Carter drops Rosie's hand like a hot coal and shakes her head, "You're not blending in, pick a ball." Rosie tries to remember to breathe as she breaks her gaze from Carter's and smiles in a regal way.

Selena storms into her dressing room and slams the door. Demi follows hot on her trail, opening the door and slamming it behind her. Selena approaches her table and mirror and leans her head against the mirror, "You need to leave."

Demi, pacing back and forth across the room, arms crossed, shakes her head. She stops pacing, arms still folded, and looks at Selena.

"What?" Selena asks, staring at Demi through the mirror. Demi shakes her head again and starts pacing. Selena watches her pace in the mirror and wonders how they even got to this point.

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Five minutes before…

Selena aces the bowling scene and storms off of the set, almost knocking Demi down in the process. She heads straight to the snack table and starts chugging down water bottles and throwing them on the ground as she finishes them. The director shoots Demi a questioning look, and Demi just shrugs. Both girls know exactly what's wrong, but what can they do?

Demi approaches Selena cautiously and questions her, "Sel, what is it? Do you not think the scene was right…?" Selena would've had to be an idiot to miss the meaning behind that sentence and the vulnerability in Demi's voice. Which is why she did.

Selena turned around and snapped, "No, the damn scene wasn't right, it wasn't good, it was horrible!" With that she turns on her heel and storms over to their director, demanding a break and storming off towards her dressing room. Demi still stands in the same spot, the pain she feels slowly turning to rage. She puts her shoulders back and speeds after Selena determined to not be the broken hearted one now. Broken hearted, she thinks, what the hell do I have to be broken hearted about? It's not like I care about her. Not. Like. That.

Selena turns around to face Demi, and Demi opens her mouth to speak at the same time.

"I'm sorry."

"I can't BELIEVE you."

Selena closes her eyes and looks down as Demi cocks her head to the side, "You're sorry? For what? Freaking out on me?"

Selena raises her eyes to meet Demi, her eyes so full of pain and confusion that Demi wants to look away, but she can't bring herself to. Selena never breaks eye contact with her, "You know what I'm sorry for."

Demi unfolds her arms and let's them drop and whispers, "What is going on, Sel?" Selena shakes her head and folds her arms over her chest, shaking her head again. Meeting eyes again, both girls just stare into each other's eyes. They stay like that for several minutes before Demi reaches out and hugs Selena. Closing her eyes, Selena rests her head against Demi's as Demi rests her head against Selena's shoulder. They pull away from each other and smile.

Selena breaks out into a full grin, "No more late nights for me, clearly they turn me into a cranky teenager." Demi laughs and runs her hand through her hair. Selena watches her closely and almost sighs dreamily, but fortunately catches herself. She shakes her head and feigns a yawn, "I think I need a nap, then I'll be much better."

Demi fakes a smile, "Of course, I think you're right. I'll wake you up in an hour, sleep well." She turns on her heel and walks out of the room. Shutting the door behind her, she turns and presses her forehead to the door and sighs.

On the other side of the door, Selena presses her back against the door and slides down into a sitting position. She leans her head back against the door and sighs.