Chapter 20: #Belward

BPOV

It was just after lunchtime when I was brought into the voice-over booths I was working in today. It was the start of scene four and we had been working butts off for the previous three already. I never knew making a movie was this hard.

" G' Afternoon, Bella," Tim said. Tim was our voice-over dude. Everyone just called him Tim. I've actually never heard his last name. "Okay, go on in and start whenever you're ready."

I opened the door and stepped into the with foam covered walls, booth which had a little stool in the middle infront of a microphone. I could see Tim and his crew looking at me, so I sat down and opened my script in front of me.

"Okay!" I said, looking up to see him giving me the thumbs up of approval.

"I kept seeing him everywhere I went. Bumped into him in the supermarket, saw him buying gum at the gasstation and caught him reading at the library.

It was getting kind of weird, how he conveniently knew where to be at the same place as me, like all the time. He was always sweet though and respectful and kind.

Like I know it was him who left me one of the flowers from the big bouguet I saw him buy this morning, under the windshield of my car. And I was sure he payed for my coffee after the barista had said my order had already been taken care of. He was sweet. Very sweet.

It was getting on my nerves."

"Okay, that was good! We need at least 5 more takes, okay Bella?" I nodded.

"Yes, let's do this!"

After those extra takes, I went down to costume design for my outfits for tomorrows' filmday and after that to see Esme who was at the office today.

I knocked on her door and opened if slowly, not trying to disturb her. "Hi, Bella! How nice of you to come by!" Esme said, getting up to hug me.

"Hello, Esme. Just dropping by to escape the mess that is that filmset out there." Esme chuckled.

"Tell me about it," Esme sat down and offered me some tea which I gladly accepted. "It will only get worse as time goes on and deadlines come closer. People will get more and more stressed, but I think it'll all be okay."

I smiled at this wonderfull woman. "Esme? I don't think I've actually properly thanked you for this oppertunity," I thought out loud. "I mean, without you, this never would've happened," I said, gesturing to the closed door that kept all of the busy noises out. "I never would've read your book, or be interested in acting because of it. I never would've met Edward and I definatly wouldn't be as happy as I am now. So thank you."

"Oh dear that's quite alright, you have read my biography, you know I love to write, so no book of mine was a trouble to work on," Esme blushed. "Besided, I couldn't have picked a better girl for my Becca or a better woman for my baby boy."

"Thanks Esme, that means alot, coming from you-"

"What are you gals talking about?" A velvety voice asked. I hadn't even heard the door open. Edward placed his warm hands on my shoulders and kissed the crown of my head.

"Nothing," I chimed and Esme just smiled. "Just girl stuff. Are you done for today?" He nodded.

"Yes, I was looking for you actually. You want to get something to eat?"

I nodded and as we both said goodbye to Edwards mom, we quickly left the building and jumped into Edwards car to find the quietest place in Hollywood for us to have an early dinner.

We decided on pizza and Edward ordered on his phone in the parkinglot so we could pick it up immediatly after it was done. "Come on. They say it's ready to pick up." He opened my door and locked it behind us.

There was almost no one at the little fastfoodrestaurant besides us, two girls who were working and a man who was enjoying some icecream wile reading the paper by himself.

"Order for Swan! Order for Swan!" Edward had put it on my name, so his wouldn't be called out in the open like that for if it was busy, but it would not have mattered, I think.

"Oh my god," the girl who was handing me our pizzas said. "you are Bella Swan."

"Um.. yes?" I said, glancing at a smirking Edward behind me, not sure what was going on.

"May I take a picture with you?"

"Yeah, I guess, If you want to.."

"Yes? Oh thanks! Joy! Can you take a picture?" She asked the girl behind her, working on the balls of pizza dough.

"Not now, I've got my hands all dirty!" Joy yelled back.

"Here, let me," Edward said, stepping forward. The girls eyes went wide as saucers, before stepping towards me infront of the camera. "Say cheese!"

I grabbed the girls' shoulders, but smiled at the man behind the phone. "Oh.. that's perfect. Take the last one, I kind of fucked up the first one-"

"Edward!" I slapped his chest with the back of my hand. "Language!" The girl giggled.

"So is it true then? I - If you don't mind me asking?" she added quickly, looking a bit ashamed of her curiosity. "That you two are.. dating?"

I looked at Edward and he winked. "Yes.." I said melting into his side.

"Well, you have my support. I never liked Tanya anyway." she said rolling her eyes.

Not even a minute later after we sat in the car, eating our pizzas, our phones 'dinged' and I unlocked it to see a message somone tagged me in onto my Twitter:

Today I was very lucky to have met this wonderful woman. I know you will make a perfect Becca Shepherd in #Behind a Pair of Sunglasses, @Bell_Swan ! Thanks again for the picture @TheEdwardCullen. #Belward all the way!