A/N:

You ask and you shall receive…well nobody asked, but I did get 66 hits (XD)! That's amazing guys and thanks so much to those of you who reviewed! And I am sorry that I haven't up-dated sooner…. I've been busy with a bunch of crap. And as my friend Makenna would put it "A crap ton of homework!"

Haha Kenna babe, you crack me up!

Any who, on with the story! 8)

BPOV

Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong! I couldn't have been more wrong. God that word is cruel…wrong.

"Ahhh!" I groaned aloud.

This is horrible. HORRIBLE I TELL YOU! My parents will be so disappointed in me…GOD MY PARENTS!

"No. no. no. no. no. no. nooooo!" I screamed as I paced the length of my tiny room. All I could think is… I'm dead. I'm dead. I'm soooo dead! I was supposed to be the responsible one when it came to me and Emmet, my lug of a brother. It's times like these that you just want to cuss out the world, but me being me I just yelled…

"Darn you! Darn you to heck!" at my computer. Catchy right? WRONG…stupid word.

It was this moment that my dad concluded that it was a good time to come check on me.

"Hey, Bells? Umm, are you alright?"

I snapped my head up and looked at my dad with a bewildered expression. Crap ton.

Crap ton is right.

Did I ask for an audience? No.

You didn't have to you know you need me

Sure, sure. Your insane.

Me? Me! Me?

Ummm no. Leonardo DiCaprio…YES YOU!

Well, YOU'RE the one talking to yourself!

This is stupid. I'm fighting with myself because I said crap.

Guilty conscience?

Of what? This has nothing to do with the exception to the show.

I was talking about you saying crap, but HOLD THE PHONE! WE GOT EXCEPTIED?

"Bells?" my dad questioned and looked at me like I'm crazy…which I probably am. *note to self: look up high class asylums*

*snort*

Hey I have to look them up because of you.

Wha-

Shush

"I…umm…I…yah dad? I stuttered, trying to decide to tell him…or just ignore it, I could do that right? Poopie, that stupid question that keeps getting answered with "wrong".

"You alright?"

"Umm…yah?" I tried and failed to sound confident and sure of myself, but it came out more like a question.

"I don't believe you-"

"What? Why not, I-" I interrupted him.

"BUT," he interrupted right back, "I'm running really late and need you to find your own ride to school , bye." And with that he left.

-insert sigh here-

That is why I have a love/hate relationship with my dad but right now it was the best thing in the world. Its what kept me from having almost told my dad that I got accepted to a tv show, I would live with other people, and in return they would live with us, me, Emmet, and my dad. Oh, and I was leaving for their house in two weeks no biggy. Right?

God, I wish you would stop asking that.

Why?

Because you always get the same answer

Dear Isabella,

Congratulations! You are the first contestant for Kid Swap, along with the Cullen family. As you know you will stay at their house for 4 ½ months as will their kids at yours. The Cullens have two children, Alice and Edward. You will be going to the Cullen house first. A limo will be at your house at 8 am in exactly to two weeks today. And I have been informed that you have a brother however, only you are going to the Cullens.

Call me when you receive this email and we can discuss this further. This will be an amazing 9 months, Isabella!

Sincerely,

Angela Weber-producer

879.685.9873

I just stared at the email. I don't even know for how long.

15 minutes

What?

You stared at the screen for 15 minutes.

Oh thanks, you are soooooo helpful! Uhh!

Man sometimes I annoy…myself? Whatever. That voice is getting on my last nerve.

Wow you are insane

I'm officially ignoring you.

Good luck with that.

That email. It didn't tell me crap! I don't even know the basics! Where is their house? How old are they? Do they know I'm coming? Do they want me to come?...Omc! (A/N: Oh my crap, and yea, I really say that. :0) What happens if they don't like me?

Calm down Bells every thing will be fine, just calm down.

Right. Right. I can do this.

I decided to skip school.

After a three hour call with Angela…THREE HOURS! I had all the information I was aloud, yes, aloud.

The Cullens lived in Houston, Texas.

Carlisle, Esme's husband, was a doctor.

Esme is a Home Decorator.

Alice and Edward are both seniors like me.

They attended a private school that I too would be attending for the entirety of my stay there.

And according to Angela, they are nice.

That's it. That's ALL of the information about the Cullens I got out of a THREE HOUR phone call. But Angela was far luckier than me, or just more demanding. She got my whole life's story! She found out how my dad loves me and my brother, but doesn't care what I do. She called in 'Trusted Parenting' and how it will be great for the show because he won't be restrictive. I call it 'Parental Neglect'….I just depends on how you look at it. She also talked to me for 30 minutes about why my brother couldn't come, but how the two Cullen children would be spending their time at my house. Hypocrite. And she asked how my parents marriage was, claiming that it was critical to the show. I just told her a short "fine". I was really getting tired of her third degree. I finally ended the call around 2 o'clock and felt like I needed sleep and I needed sleep now!

"Bells, you home?" Emmet yelled from the front door.

"Yah, I'm in here!" I yelled back from the living area.

"So, care to tell me why you weren't at school today?" he accused.

Here we go, just tell him.

If you tell him I bet he would help you break it to dad…

Okay, yah… I can do this.

"Yah, about that. You see Em…"

A/N:

Hahaha! I'm evil!

So the reason I stopped here is because I didn't really have any inspiration for this chapter, it was kind of a filler. But I hope I did okay!

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p.s. I got an idea for another story while writing this chapter so, who knows, a new story might be posted soon! It's about Bella and Edward getting cast out to sea…interested? Please tell!

p.s.s. hope to update around Wednesday! PRAY I DON'T HAVE A CRAP TON OF HW!

p.s.s.s. PRESS THE LITTLE BUTTON BELOW! =)

p.s.s.s.s. I had to do some rewriting, since last night, i hope it makes more sence now! =)