AN: I promise you guys will love me very soon, but I might need to sleep with one eye open for this one
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~ Ready and Waiting to Fall ~
Chapter 10
Friday, October 26, 2007 – Los Angeles, California
I had finally made it out to Los Angeles through the persuasion of both my agent and Millie. Millie had bugged me to no end about trying out for Twilight. I was on my way to meet with the director Catherine Hardwicke and the actress who was going to play Bella, Kristen Stewart, not only because of Millie's seemed obsession with the books, but because I thought it would be a fun film to do. I still believed I had no chance of actually getting the part, but at least I could say I tried.
I was also thoroughly disappointed because Millie and I weren't going to be able to see each other while I was here. I had decided at the last minute to fly out to L.A. and because of that as soon as I was finished here I had to fly back home for my parents' big anniversary party on Sunday and Millie was in the middle of her semester for school so she couldn't come out here. It just wasn't going to happen this time around.
I flipped through the script again going to the scene Catherine said she wanted me to read through with Kristen. I had it just about memorized, but you could never be too sure. After a couple more minutes, the car stopped in front of what I assumed was Catherine's house because that was where I was supposed to meet them.
Collecting my thoughts, I thanked the driver and stepped out of the car. Here goes nothing. I was nervous as hell.
It didn't take long for the front door to open after I rung the bell.
"Hello," I smiled. "I'm Rob Pattinson."
"Come in, come in." She waved me inside. "I'm Catherine and this is Kristen." She closed the door behind me as I stepped inside.
"Nice to meet you," Kristen held out her hand for me to shake.
"You too," I nodded as I took her hand in mine.
"Should we get started?" Catherine asked. Kristen and I both agreed.
It was late when I got back to the hotel I was staying in for one more night. The audition had been incredible and I couldn't wait to share my news with Millie. I knew she would be thrilled. I sat down on the bed and when I looked at my phone, there was a voicemail.
"Hi Robbie … its Millie," she didn't sound like her usual happy self. "Today was really crappy, and I wish I could see you. So umm, call me when you get this. I don't care how late it is." Millie sighed. "Talk to you later."
I called her back.
"Hi Millie," I said when she answered her phone. "You okay?"
"No." I could hear her pout over the phone.
"Awe love …" I surprised myself when that term of endearment came out of my mouth. I scooted over to my pillows and lay down. "What was so bad about today?" I didn't mind listening to her vent about her day. I was happy that she was comfortable enough with me to talk about it.
"I got shot down by the profs today during mid reviews for my project. I've been working so hard on it and its all been shot to hell. I just don't understand why they do that, we've only got a few weeks left before finals and now I've got to start all over. It's just so frustrating."
"Sounds like it," I responded. "I'm sure you can do it though."
"I guess," she let out a big breath of air. "It's just going to be hell this next month. So if you don't hear from me until Christmas vacation you know why."
It was quiet for a moment and then her voice came back over the line. "I hate that we're on the same continent and we can't see each other."
"Me too," I agreed. I wanted to cheer her up and I was pretty confident that my news would do that. "So I have so good news."
"You do? What's that?" The tone of her voice changed as she asked.
"Guess who's going to be Edward." I said with a playful tone in my voice.
"You?" Millie half-squealed her response. I chuckled at her excitement. "Robbie that's awesome, I am super happy for you, you have to tell me all about it …" She let out all of those words in one breath.
"Well the audition," I started, "was at Catherine's house. She's the director, Kristen the girl who's going to be Bella was there too. We did the scene where Edward and Bella are on her bed, and we just clicked. It was really crazy the chemistry between Kristen and me."
"Oh, well that's nice." Was it just me or was there a hint of jealousy in her words? I was not going to read into it, but if there was it kind of got me excited. "So what else happened?"
I recounted just about every detail I could remember and ended by telling her how excited I was about the whole thing.
"I can tell." She responded. "When does it all start?"
"We start shooting at the beginning of February. So I was thinking I'd go up to Washington or wherever and hide out for a couple of months after Christmas to get ready for it."
"I'm really proud of you Robbie. All that paranoia over nothing. I told you you'd make a good Edward."
"You've always got to be right don't you?" I was smiling.
"Of course." I could just see her beautiful smile over the phone. "That's how I like it."
"Everybody likes to be right Millie." I laughed.
"Well duh …"
"Are you in a better mood now?" I asked.
"I was until you had to go and remind me. Geez Rob." She sighed, teasingly. "I really am happy for you though. Want to come to Arkansas and celebrate?" Millie sounded hopeful.
"I do, you don't know how much I do," I sighed running a hand through my hair. "But now the studio has eight million things for me to do before I can even get back to London. So I'm going to miss my parents' thing on Sunday."
"Mmm …" Millie sighed. "Why do we have to live so far away from each other?"
"Well just think about this – Washington and Oregon are a lot closer to you than London is. We'll be able to see each other."
"Promise?"
"Promise." There was no way I was going to spend three months or however long this was going to last in the U.S. without seeing Millie at least once. "When are you going to get working on your project?"
"Well I'm giving myself tonight to sulk and be frustrated over it, and I'll go in tomorrow afternoon to figure out where to go from here." Millie sighed.
"What did your teachers not like about it?"
"They thought one of the spaces wasn't proportionate to the rest of the building, and then there was something about the stairs …" she groaned. "It was my worst review ever. I always have really good ones, and then for some reason it did not go this time. Which is not good because it's our capstone studio even though we have one more next semester, this one is the most important."
"I'm sure they just want to challenge you and see what you can do."
"It still blows."
"Of course it does."
"Ugh … Rob-bie," Millie groaned and then I heard rustling over the line.
"Millie?" I raised my brow a little concerned now.
"My horrible roommate and her equally horrible boyfriend are at it again." I had already read the complaints about her Belgium roommate in some of her e-mails. "This day is just getting worse."
"Why don't you just pound on the wall?" I suggested.
"It won't stop them." I knew she was pouting. "I wish people had the common courtesy to not have sex when they know the walls are made of paper. But nooo …"
I laughed. Millie's boldness about certain things never ceased to amaze me.
"I should be able to relax in my room and wind down, but they stress me out."
"Millie," I was going to have to get her mind off of them. I couldn't believe the next words out of my mouth, but it was too late to take them back. "What are you wearing?"
"Robert Pattinson!" Millie scolded through her giggling. I knew I got them off her mind with that one.
"Sorry, I just wanted you to stop rambling." I covered my face in embarrassment, so glad she couldn't see me.
"You're horrible," she mumbled. "What if I had said nothing?" I knew she had an evil look in her eyes.
"I would say: Fuck, when's the next flight to Arkansas?" She was laughing again.
I really wished I knew where we stood with each other. There was a lot of flirting at times, but neither of us had made an attempt to talk about it. Maybe we could clear it up in the next couple of months. I sure hoped so.
"Cool, I'll be waiting," Millie said.
"You are too much Millie," I sighed.
"Hey, you started it!" She defended.
"Well you were the one who said you weren't wearing anything!" I threw back. My imagination had taken off when she'd said that.
"And you liked it."
"I think it's time for you to go to bed. You're starting to get loopy."
"Let me see if they're done," Millie said, and I heard more rustling. She must have been hiding under her covers. "Okay it's safe."
I shook my head, "That's good."
"For sure," she sighed. "Congratulations again, I'm really excited for you."
"Thanks," I replied. "I'm going to let you go. Things will be better for you in the morning."
"I think they already are. Thanks for calling. Night Robbie."
"Anytime Millie, good night," I sighed as we each hung up our phones.
A few minutes later my phone beeped. I looked at the text and shook my head with a laugh. Millie was nuts.
From: Millie
10/26/2007 10:57 p.m.
I'm wearing pajama pants and a T-shirt.
And on that text it was definitely time for bed.