Paparazzi

Hold your head high heavy hearts
So take your chance to make it big
Because it's the last you'll ever get
We'll take it , when will we make it?
Make plans to break plans
And I've been planning something big!

~The Phrase that Pays, The Academy Is…

EPOV:

I paced anxiously around the room. "Edward, do you mind sitting down already? I need to get you ready for this photo session already okay!" The make-up artist (whom had sex with Jacob) hissed. I considered ignoring her.

"Edward sit," James called from across the room. He had his phone up against his ear. He was trying to get in touch with Bella and Jacob. I hoped that he would reach them both in separate places, with a lot of space in between each other.

I felt so guilty from my harsh teasing of last night. That just ruined everything. We had been sort of clicking even as we argued. I like to see her talk and the way she said my name. I felt a bit dirty as I thought about the way she said my name; the way her lips moved and how I could totally imagine her moaning my name.

The doors burst open and Bella walked in horse riding on Jacob's back. She was laughing loudly as he stared up at her. My blood boiled at his hypocrisy.

The make-up artist dropped the black button shirt she had been handing me as she took in what she saw. I picked it up and brushed off the lint. Whatever, I totally shouldn't care about Bella anyways. She wasn't someone important to me.

It wouldn't be fair if you didn't at least didn't try to warn her, my logic fought back. I sighed that was fair.

But then, Miss Penelope walked in. "The set is ready. You two," She pointed to Jacob and Bella, "Get dressed quick. Edward come here and let's get your lighting right."

Bella looked up at me when she heard my name. I met her eyes warily. I'm really sorry, I mouthed. She flashed me a small smile. I know, it's okay, she mouthed back as Jacob led them to the broken make-up girl who had falling tears.

I remembered how Rosalie felt. "Hey," I pulled her towards me a bit. She sniffed and as soon as I pulled my arms around her, she broke down.

"That is so mean," She whispered looking back to Bella and Jacob. Jacob was pointedly avoiding looking towards us by playing with Bella's hair. Bella met my eyes, confused.

I gave her a sad smile. "Don't worry about him-I'm sorry I never caught your name."

"Tanya," She sniffed. I nodded.

"He's a big man-whore Tanya. He's not worth the time. But," I took a breath ready to preach. "You should really be careful about who you sleep with and how you try finding Prince Charming."

She looked up at me. She was only 18-21 I thought. "But no guy notices me if I don't throw myself at him." She sobbed.

I took a deep breath and looked her in the eye. She was reminding me of Alice and her leg sadness. "Tanya, when you find the right guy, he'll look you in the eye, not how you throw yourself at him. And he will know that you're the one. If you distract men from taking you seriously then they never really will." I murmured.

She sniffed and looked over my shoulder. "I'm sorry Miss Penelope, I was-"

I stood up straight realizing I had been listened in on.

"Don't worry about it sweetheart. You go on and take Mr. Cullen's advice." She smiled.

I awkwardly smiled back.

"Mr. Cullen I believe I have just brainstormed the perfect set for you."She gushed pushing me to the set. It was this dark room. There was spray-painted black grass and a white board in the background. There was this large, knurly twisted tree with a real solid branch sticking out in an angle.

I saw this gray rock on the left of the tree. I pursed my lips. "I'm supposing this will be my seat."

She smiled sadly. "Yeah, if it were up to me that slut of Mr. Black wouldn't have a quarter of spotlight but it's in my contract to make you all look good."

I snorted. "He's such an idiot."

"Thanks for that Cullen, I find you lovely too." Jacob called out as he walked in. He was shirtless wearing only black jeans. Bella was wearing this tight blue dress. It fell out in what seemed like shark fins to the side of her thighs. Her breasts were slightly uncovered by the sharp v-neck.

Jacob began arguing with Miss Penelope over what he insisted was just showing off his hot abs. Bella strutted over to me doing singing,

"Ra-ra-ah-ah-rama-rama"

She took tiny steps with her sliver strapped heels. I smiled widely. "What do you think?"

I grabbed her hand allowing her to spin. It went well with her soft curves and complexion. "It strangely brings out a lovely side of you I find myself admiring."

She blushed.

"I really was kidding Bella. It was rude of me though, and I'm really sorry. I can spend all eternity apologizing if you want." I begged. She laughed.

"Edward I'm not famous enough to have a stalker. I have another year to wait for that." She winked. I looked over her shoulder to Jacob.

"Bella, Jacob isn't to be trusted." I muttered.

"Walk, walk, fashion baby," She sang twisting her hands in monster claws. "Why would you say that?"

I sighed. "He's a player Bella. He isn't going to take you seriously."

She paused in her dance to look at me. "My heart is under lock and key till further notice thank you very much."

"Bella," I groaned, "take me seriously here."

She opened her mouth to respond but was cut off by Jacob's "YES! I WIN!"

"Come on, "Miss Penelope grumbled, "let's get this over with." We stepped over. Bella was helped up into the tree and accommodated in an angle that showed off her dress and added a glow to her face.

I sat down on the rock and watched them flutter the fans so we all had the slightest breeze to our hair. Bella's blew across her face gently. Jacob leaned against the tree and smirked at the camera instead of looking at Bella, like he was supposed to.

Despite myself, I did what I wasn't supposed to too.

I turned to look at Bella. I admired how her strands flew gently threw her face and how she looked to Jacob with an admiring shine. That made me angry. No, angry didn't cut it. It was this bitterness this urgency to throw him across the room and beat him beyond recognition.

That was the first time I felt like that. I had always had an urgency to beat up Jacob, so I dropped the question from my head.

"The three of you follow me now," Penelope led us out to the parking lot. She gave Bella this huge child-like crown to put on (Like Lady Gaga's from Bad Romance). She put me to stand on the new Doge Challenger's hood. I had on some loose blue jeans and a white button shirt with a black vest. I had on my black vans.

"Bella, come over here!" Miss Penelope called out. Bella walked over and I felt my jaw drop. She had changed into a black button dress that revealed a black bra towards the top. She had a belt tied across her waist and some diamond studded gloves. She had on pale pink lipstick and dark eyeliner. Her hair was loose and a big black flower pinned to the side of her straight hair. She had on show toe heels. I stared at her legs as she walked over.

"Now what's on your mind?" She pouted as she posed for me.

I stuttered. "I really love it."

She smiled at me. She bent over the cover of the Challenger and stared up at me. The camera started clicking away as I kneeled to get real close to her. Jacob was just off in front of the car looking into the camera oblivious to us.

I chuckled as Bella made the roar face at the camera (like when you snarl and bring up one foot). She laughed with me. She let herself lean all the way back on the hood while standing.

"Edward who would've known, you could understand my sense of humor?" She giggled looking up at me. I sighed.

"I have a broad taste," I shrugged. She laughed, slapping me playfully on my arm. She sat up shaking out her hair, but her big black pinned flower stayed on.

"CUT!" I jumped realizing we had still been photographed. Bella made me forget about that. Weird.

A/N

OMG! I love this chapter. It let me make Edward a sweet heart. So I finally, for the first time, have a plot line. So this will make the updates quicker. Hopefully my mom won't follow her promise to cut my internet.

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