Chapter 11:
Bella's pov
I was walking through a dark street and i wasn't sure exactly where i was heading when i heard someone calling my name. I turned towards the voice and Edward was standing right there in front of me.
"Bella, wait for me, please."
His words didn't make sense to me. Where did he think I was going? Before I had time to puzzle out the question, I heard someone else calling me. It was James. He stood right where Edward was a minute ago, extending his hand to me and saying, "Come with me Bella."
He gave me the smile that used to make me weak in the knees, but surprisingly it didn't have the same effect on me that it once did. I looked at his hand then when I glanced up again Edward was back, this time he leaned towards me as if to kiss me and I stood on tiptoe to accommodate him, but before our lips touched I heard this shrilling noise and suddenlyEdward began to disappear. "No, Wait!" I screamed, but he disappeared and suddenly a ray of light penetrated the darkness and instead of the dark street i was in my room and my cell phone was ringing.
"Agh! Stupid cell phones...won't even let me finish my dream!" I muttered irritated that I didn't get to finish that kiss with Edward.
I picked up my cell phone from the nightstand and looked at the screen to see who was calling me. It was Edward!
"Hah! I totally take the insult back. Cell phones are Awesome!" I pressed 'ok' and held the phone to my ear.
"'Morning sunshine." He greeted me.
"'Morning." I said with a huge smile on my face. I was so happy he couldn't see my at that moment or he'd Edward think I'd gone crazy.
"How was your night? Did you have fun at the concert?"
"Yeah, it was amazing. Of course, it would've been better if you'd been with me, but it was ok."
I filled him in on all the details. About how me and Rosalie met the Jonas Brothers, and how Emmett was completely enamored with Rosalie and that he asked her out right away.
"Wait, if Rosalie went with Emmett, how did you get home? Please, don't tell me that you took a taxi. Public transportation is dangerous. Don't you read the papers?" He sounded really concerned.
"Edward, it's ok." I interrupted him before he could go on. "I didn't take a taxi. I got a ride home with James."
Edward was quiet for a second and I mentally cursed myself for mentioning James.
"Who's James?" Edward finally asked.
"Um, he's an old friend, we bumped into each other outside the auditorium and he offered to drive me home." I explained so quickly that the words came out sounding gibberish.
"Oh." That was all he had to say? Oh?
"So, when am I going to see you again?" I was suddenly anxious to change the subject.
"That was actually the reason why I was calling. How would you like to come visit me on set, today?" He asked and he actually sounded enthusiastic about the idea, and who was I to say no?
"I'd love to come on set!" I replied.
"Great! I'll pick you up at 6, ok?"
"Um, do you think it's a good idea for you to pick me up? Wouldn't it be better if I met you somewhere, just in-case someone sees you?"
"Yeah, you're right, then how about I pick you up at the café. I'll be in a black car with shaded windows, so no one will see me."
"Yeah that's a good idea, see you then."
"Can't wait." He said and my heart skipped a beat. Here I was on the phone with the most sought after guy in the world and he's saying that he can't wait to see me. Me. Plain ole' Bella Swan.
"Me neither." I said breathlessly.
I clicked off the phone and put it back on the nightstand.
I couldn't believe I was actually going to be on the set of Edward's movie! If people knew about this, I'd Edward be the envy of thousands of teenage girls across the globe. Then again, I'd be the envy of those girls for the simple fact that I'm dating Edward. But I dismally remembered that no one was supposed to know, not even my own parents whom I love to death and have never lied to.
I went to the bathroom and got freshened up then went downstairs to get some break-fast.
"Good-morning sweetheart." Renee greeted me cheerfully.
"Morning, Mom. Where's dad?" I asked. It was unusual for him not to be at the break-fast table each morning.
"Oh, he had to go to work early today." My mom replied. "Honey, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about." She said carefully. I instantly got suspicious. Whenever mom used that careful tone, I knew that she wanted to talk about something personal. Something that I'm likely to feel uncomfortable talking about. Now, I was really scared.
"What is it mom?" I gulped, anticipating her question.
"Honey, what happened to that boy that took you out almost a week ago?"
That boy? She really didn't know that he's a famous movie star? Really? What planet do my parents live on? I realized that she was still talking.
"I mean, you haven't been talking about him, there haven't been any midnight phone calls or trying to sneak out to see him…"
"Mom!" I tried to stop her tirade. "When have I ever done that?"
"When you were dating James." She said quietly.
Oh, right. I'd forgotten about that. I had a tendency to block unpleasant memories, or at least memories that hurt. Sure, the break-up was a mutual decision, but it still hurt. Losing a boyfriend and a best friend wasn't easy. We tried to stay in touch when he first moved away to go to college in America, but gradually we just lost touch. At first, I was a mess. I mean, I'd lost my boyfriend and my best friend at the same time; it was bound to leave its mark.
"Anyway," my mom went on, "what happened to that boy?"
I really really hated lying to my parents but, desperate timed do call for desperate measures.
"Well, it just didn't work out." I answered briefly. Apparently, that was too brief for my mom too.
"Why?" she asked
"He was just…too full of himself." I hated saying that about Edward, as he was the most down-to-earth guy I've ever met.
"Oh, well, that's too bad. He seemed very nice, plus he was very good-looking."
I wasn't sure that that was a good thing. Me and my mom thinking the same guy's good-looking. Ugh!
"Yeah, well, that's life. You can't always get what you want." I can't believe I'm saying that. I sound like my grand-ma!
"Oh, honey, I'm sure you'll find someone eventually."
"Thanks, Mom." I said, praying to God for her to drop the subject.
"So, what're you doing today? Do you have any classes?" Thank God!
"No, actually, I'm hanging out with Rosalie today." Another lie. The guilt is eating at me!
"Really? That's great. Say hi to her for me."
"Sure." I finished my breakfast quickly, and then ran to my room to call Rosalie.
I paced back and forth, waiting for her to pick-up. This whole lying business is making me edgy.
"Hello?" She finally picked up.
"Oh, hey Rosalie, how's it going?"
"Great. Actually, Ah-mazing! I was hoping you'd call, I wanted to tell you about my date with Emmett."
"Oh, how was it? Tell me everything." I went into my "girly mode" which didn't happen often.
"He was the perfect gentlemen all through the date. He picked out a really romantic Italian restaurant and when we went there he actually pulled out a chair for me. He pulled out a chair. No-body does that anymore. It was sooo sweet."
"Yeah it is." I was really happy for Rosalie and I was glad that Emmett was a mainly a singer not an actor with a tyrannical production company that wanted to control his life!
"And then we talked for almost 3 whole hours and then he drove me home and asked if he could see me again."
"What did you say?"
"What do you THINK I said? Yes, ofcoarse! We're going out again the day after tomorrow."
"That's great! I'm so happy for you."
"I'm happy for me too! Wait, did you want to talk to me about something? You couldn't have just called to hear me talk about Emmett."
"Actually, I did want to hear about your date and I also wanted to ask you for a favor."
"Sure, anything."
"I need you to lie for me." I hesitated, not sure how to explain my situation without saying too much.
"Huh? Lie about what?"
"Just incase Mom calls you today, I want you to tell her that we were hanging out together today."
"What? Why?" She sounded confused.
"Could you just do this for me, please? Without asking why? I promise that someday I'll explain, but I just can't right now."
"Are you in some kind of trouble? Is that it?" Now, she sounded worried.
"No, No, No trouble." I reassured her. "The exact opposite actually." I said.
"Well, if you're sure that you're not in trouble, I'd be happy to lie for you. That's what friends are for. Besides, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have met Emmett!" I chuckled at her enthusiasm every time she mentions Emmett.
"Thanks."
"No problem, I gotta go now, I've got a class. I'll talk to you later ok?"
"Sure, bye."
I clicked off the phone and went to my laptop to log onto the internet for a while. It'd been a long time since I'd checked my e-mail, there was bound to be hundreds of e-mails waiting for me. I went through them quickly, answering the important ones and deleting the spam, until something caught my eye.
It was an article sent to me from a fan website that I was a member of. The article was about Edward and they had a picture that apparently just surfaced on the internet with him and his ex-girlfriend. She looked gorgeous! Super-model gorgeous! How am I supposed to compete with THAT?
I closed the e-mail quickly before I drove myself crazy over it. It was 3 o'clock now. I still had 3 hours till Edward was supposed to pick me up, but I decided to start getting ready anyway. This way I can take my time in picking my out-fit and not feel rushed.
I went through my wardrobe and as usual and after an hour and a half of deliberating, I finally decided on a black knee-length skirt and a purple top.
Just as I laid the last touch of make-up I caught sight of the clock and it said *5:55 PM*
Oh My God, I'm gonna be late! I ran down the stairs and out the front door barely hearing my Mom say, "Aren't a little over dressed for 'hanging out' with you friend?"
I couldn't answer as I was already running down the street. I slowed my steps and tried to calm down a bit. I didn't want to look like a mess when he sees me.
I walked to the café, and I saw a black SUV parked just outside. I walked to it and just as I came to a stop beside it, the door opened and Edward smiled and extended a hand for me to get in.
A/N: Oooh, Bella's visiting the set! Yay! Now, be honest, how many of you dreamed of doing that :D I know I did and I'm not ashamed to say it! :D
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