Paparazzi

I am floating away lost in a silent ballet
I'm dreaming you're out of the blue and I am right beside you
Awake to take in the view
Late nights and early parades
Still photos and noisy parades
~On the Wing, Owl City

EPOV:

I looked around the room feeling insanely pissed off. I hate that Jacob guy. He had hit on Rose. He got her going that he was in love at first sight. And then was seen in entering a hotel room later on in the night with another girl.

I grimaced. I hated to admit that Bella wasn't fake. She was incredibly beautiful and had a little glow to her details. Her brown eyes glowed, her skin glowed, and even her hair had an intense shine to her hair.

I smiled at how disgruntled she looked as she threw away my magazine. It looked like she had been throwing away a diaper. I frowned; I still didn't understand how she could blow off the photo session for my mother's birthday.

I heard a big commotion at the door as Jacob entered the room. He, of course, had insisted on having a personal assistant 24/7. He took off his jacket and sent me a smirk. The make-up artist ran over.

"Jacob Black," she ran her fingers down the twist of his muscles, "right this way."

She had been hitting on me earlier, but I wasn't in the mood. Jacob smiled widely and winked. "I'll go anywhere you want me to."

I grimaced, disgusted as they walked off already touching each other. They entered the room. I heard a low click as someone closed the door.

James walked over to me.

"Is he here?" he asked. I nodded.

"How about Bella?" he continued. I shook my head. He flipped open his phone and we heard a loud thud followed by a grunt in the dressing room.

James chuckled, "What a quick fellow. I'm surprised that isn't you."

I raised an eyebrow. I wasn't that easy was I? "Whatever," I shrugged.

He was talking quickly into the phone. He snapped it shut with a small smile. "She's here."

Miss Penelope walked through the room. She had a distinctive air to her being that was intimidating. She wore a black suit pants, a white button shirt, and a gray vest. She had an attractive air too. But she was around 40.

"I'm here," A quiet voice rang behind me. I jumped. Bella flashed me a cocky smile at my reaction, "Nice to see you too Edward. "

"Hello, stalker, "I smiled.

She grimaced but turned back to James. "So where's the big hot shot player you brought besides Edward?"

I frowned. Did I really have a ladies' man problem?

"He's-"James was interrupted as the door flew open and Jacob slipped out perfectly dressed. By perfect, I mean you couldn't tell he had just been banging that girl.

"Hello, you must be Bella." He walked over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She blushed. I heard a record scratch in my head.

WHAT? DID SHE BLUSH?

She met my eyes and quirked an eyebrow at how I stared. ''It's nice to meet you," She replied to him.

Miss Penelope came back. "Bella I need you to follow me over here, you too Mr. Cullen."

I trudged after them.

"Okay, so this is my plan. There will be three photos. Each one will benefit the main target. These photos will go to 3 different main distributors of our product. Jacob let's start with you."

Jacob nodded, eagerly. I rolled my eyes. What a loser…

"I think we should put Edward staring off into distance here." She gestured off to the side. "You'll be on your knees looking off opposite of them."

I nodded.

"Jacob you will be over here." She pointed to a spot far left from where I was to stand. "And you're going to be looking up at this tree."

She grabbed Bella by the arm. "Bella sweetheart, you'll sit on the tree looking down to Jacob."

Bella nodded. Today she was wearing a zebra striped leotard, white shades, and black boots.

"We'll be seeing you all tomorrow morning. The set will be ready soon enough." She smiled eagerly and marched off.

We stood there awkwardly not sure what to say or do then. Bella walked across the blank set and each click of her boots echoed in the air.

"Bella, "I called out, elbowing Jacob in the ribs hard. He had been about to walk over to her.

She paused. "Hm?"

"Let's get some coffee." I smiled putting my hand around the center point of her back. She raised an eyebrow. "Trust me, I'm doing you a favor," I whispered.

"I don't trust you, but I can make this exception." She chuckled letting me lead her off.

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