So, here's the update for The Cullen Show!! Yay!! -if you haven't noticed, I'm really happy because both Winston High and The Cullen Show have been updated at last!!-

Anyways, the poll results are in!!

Q:Should the Cullen brothers, in the story The Cullen Show, be vampires?

Yes!- 12 - 42 Percent of Voters

No!- 13 - 46 Percent of Voters

Don't really care... - 3 - 10 Percent of Voters ( I don't know why people would even vote if they didn't care, but I guess it's my fault putting it up...)

Unique Voters : 28

So, even though there weren't that many voters, the Cullen brothers in The Cullen Show are NOT vampires!! I guess '13' really is a lucky number!

The Cullen Show

Previously on The Cullen Show…

"Thanks," I squeaked. What a nice guy.

Chapter Three-Episode Two

Bella

Ugh. Such a charmer, though.

"So, what's a pretty girl like you on a reality show?" The question startled me-or maybe it was the fact that he leaned closer? Second, definitely the second. His smell intoxicated me. Don't faint, don't faint!

"Um… well, um…" Argh. I'm doing it again. As I said, get. A. Hold. Of. Yourself. So he's cute, who cares? You'll be out of the show, soon. I bit my lip, and continued, snapping. "Shouldn't we leave that for the interview?" His mouth curved into a smile, and I leaned backwards. Good, Bells, good.

The interview door opened, and out poked a head.

"Who's next?!" barked Mrs. Harson. Okay, is it just me, or does this woman have anger management issues?

So, should I go in next? One word popped up in my head: no. But, then I'll have to keep up with this conversation. I had a mental argument in my head. Meanwhile, Rosalie strutted towards us again.

"So, I'll go next, okay?" She smiled, and left. Argh, such a demanding sister. Edward chuckled beside me, muttering something. I picked out "never" and "chance" from his outburst.

"What?" After seeing me narrow my eyes, he stopped short.

"You never had the chance." My mouth twitched. At least we both thought the same.

"Eddie! Hey, baby," cooed an unnaturally blonde girl, who gracefully plopped next to Edward, grasping his attention. She propped up her elbow on his shoulder, and started to twirl her hair casually.

"Um… I'm sorry. Who are you again?" I could hear that he was really uncomfortable. The blonde gasped, putting her free hand to her mouth dramatically. She was a cheerleader/popular girl type, I presumed.

"Why, I am Lauren Miller! Hello? Like, your mom knows my mom!" She smiled. Wait. This is the perfect chance to get away!

"Well, Eddie, I assume you are, um, busy right now, so I'll leave you with Lauren," I said, grinning at them both. Getting up, I added a little wave.

"W-wait a s-" Edward stuttered.

"Oh, Eddie! We are going to have like, sooo much fun together!" Lauren butted in. I heard her giggling as I walked down the deck, making sure to stay far, far away from the pool. You cannot believe how clumsy I am.

But, I guess it was a bad idea to stop talking to somebody.

Everybody already made little groups, probably after the interviews were done. I thought about going to the girls Alice was talking to –Maggie and Courtney, I think-, but they were busy chatting with themselves. And, of course, I didn't want to try to make friends with the ones my sister already had. That would be weird.

I looked around for Alice; she was already talking to some girls. Sighing, I thought about going to her for a moment. No, then I would have to follow them around, like a stalker.

So, I stood there, alone. Trust me, it was awkward.

"Hey. Are you one of the three girls who were added to the show?" I turned around suddenly to face another girl. She had a soft looking face, with big hazel eyes and a rounded jaw line. And, not to mention, she was pretty darn tall.

"Uh, yeah, I'm Bella. Swan," I added hastily, smiling tightly. She looked nice enough.

"Angela Weber," she said softly, giggling. Acted nice too, I guess. "So, would I be too out of my own business to say why they added you guys?"

"Oh, no, it's fine!" It was sounding too polite now. "I mean, it was, you know, at the last moment, but they, the directors, I mean, thought there should be like, ten girls instead of seven. To even it off." She smiled.

"Well, that's nice to hear. You're really nice, you know, to talk to me. The rest of the girls have already made groups; so fast! I can't believe why my mom shipped me off to a reality show, anyways." She sighed. "So, what about you? Why are you here?"

Well, believe me, that was a shocker. I didn't even make up a story yet!

"Um, well, er, my sisters-"

"Oh! Those really are your sisters? That's ahhh-maazzing!" A different voice buzzed in, interrupting me. I quickly turned around to see yet another face. "Oh, sorry to interrupt, it's just pretty cool how you have two sisters! I'm an only child." The girl pushed a strand of her curly chestnut hair away from her face. "Jessica Stanley, nice to meet you…?"

I stared for one moment at the woman, and introduced myself as well. "Oh, hi. I'm Isabella Swan, but call me Bella." I glanced over to the other girl. "And this is…" Oh great. I can't believe I forgot her name already!

"Angela Weber, nice to meet you, Jessica." I practically sighed in relief, giving Angela a 'sorry' look. She smiled back, and went on. "We were just talking about how we got here, onto the Cullen Show."

"Oh, that is just great! It was my dream to be on T.V., you know, when I was young, who wouldn't? My parents didn't mind; they wanted me gone. I guess I got on their last nerve; you may have noticed; I talk a lot." Jessica giggled, well, snorted really. "But, less about me, what about you, Isabella?"

"Bella." She nodded. "Well, um, my sisters basically dragged me here…?" It sounded like a question. "And, I didn't really think we all would get on it, but I guess I was wrong. This show looks pretty fun, I guess." I shrugged my shoulders, and they laughed a little.

And then I noticed that there was a camera just behind Angela.

Okay, well, you may not know this, but I really hate being video-taped and stuff like that. So when I realized that I was going to be on television, I started freaking out.

"Um, well, uh…" So, 'freaking out' for me isn't hyperventilating, just stuttering and such.

"Are you okay, Bella?" I blinked a bit, and saw that the cameramen were focusing on different people now. Oh god, this is going to be a long three days.

"Last interview!" I had completely forgotten about that. I glanced at the room, where Rosalie just strutted out of, and looked back at my new acquaintances.

"Sorry, guys, but I need to, you know, go now." I pointed at the building, and they understood completely.

"Oh, that's fine, Bella. I'll stay here with Angel." Jessica smiled, not even noticing that she said Angela's name wrong.

"It's Angela, but yes, it's okay. We'll just be here." I nodded and left, before hearing Jessica's animated chattering.

I passed Alice while walking to the interview building.

"Hey, Bells." Alice grabbed my arm and spun me around. "I'd like you to meet Sydney and Kate." She gestured to each girl.

"Nice ter meetcha, Bell-ah," one –Kate, I think- said, grinning. She had one of those Midwestern accents, which was really cool.

"Yes, it is," Sydney chimed in. I smiled back. Boy, I'm doing a lot of smiling today.

"Hey. Listen, I gotta go, to have the interview. I'll see you guys later," I spoke casually, and waved to them.

"Okay. Don't worry, it's just a bunch of small-talk questions and cameras and stuff. I'll be here if you need me," Alice told me, winking. I bobbed my head nonchalantly, and left, again.

When I finally got to the door –somehow, when I was talking to Angela and Jessica, I got farther away from the interview building-, Mrs. Harson was there, waiting for me.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" I stumbled into the room, almost tripping, and looked around. There were only two chairs now, and Mrs. Harson sat down in one. "Okay, um, whatever your name is, I'm your interviewer today." I bet she was in a bad mood for almost getting fired because of us. Oh well.

"I'm Bella Swan." I glanced nervously at the cameras around us.

"Alright, Bella, have a seat." I gently landed into the plushy seat. "Don't worry, pretend they aren't there." Hmm. She felt my nervousness. I nodded –I'm nodding a lot today, also- and waited. I couldn't help but notice that a red light blinked on one of the cameras. "Let's start then.

"So, Bella, you have two sisters; Alice and, um, Rosalie. What do you feel about them?" Is that too personal?

"Um, I love them very much; they're my sisters, of course."

"And how would you describe their personalities?" Wait. So we're talking about my sisters? That's fine with me.

"Let's see… Alice would be the excited –in a good way, of course-, nice girl. She's also pretty obsessed with clothes, so she helps me a lot for fashion sense."

"I see… what about Rosalie?"

"Rose is nice as a sister, but I'm probably more compatible with Alice." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Why is that?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong, Rosalie is awesome! But, I guess, since she's older than me, we act different, you know." I bit my lip nervously, and smiled, tense.

"Okay then, next subject…"

Zooming through the next questions, –they were small-talk questions, just as Alice had told me- Mrs. Harson finally let me out.

"I'm glad to have gotten to know you better, Bella. I hope to see you soon," she spoke in a monotone voice. And with that, when I walked just one step out of the room, Mrs. Harson slammed the door in my face. Jeez. This lady did have problems.

Okay, so, that's the end of Chapter Three, Episode Two!!

I'll see you guys soon, -hopefully- and... er... have a good day!!

The Kindergartener

P.S. If you did not know, the following stories are on hiatus (as in, discontinued for now to be rewritten, or whatever):

Of Bells, Roses, And Alice
Thank Ya, Mister
Spice, Salt, and a Whole Lotta Sugar

So that means Winston High and The Cullen Show are still up and going. Yep!

P.P.S
Ugh. Just because I deleted the past ANs, because they were bothering me, the reviews are messed up... Ugh.

:D