A/N: Wow, it has been a while since I have updated! O-o I'm sorry, Harry Potter has been consuming my life for the past week or so, with the book release. WHY DID SHE HAVE TO KILL SO MANY PEOPLE?! sigh Well let's get onto the story anyway. Thanks for all the suggestions and I'm going to try to incorporate all of them in, if I can. Oh yeah, and I Mawr all you peoples that are reading and not reviewing. Yes… I SEE YOU, and know who you are! (Not really… O-o) One word please?

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JSO CHP 4

"Bella?"

I was shaken awake suddenly by a voice I recognized. Alice. Alice Cullen was in my room shuffling through something. This cannot be good. I stretched and groaned when I looked at the clock. 5:30 in the morning. Yes, my suspicions where confirmed, something was up.

I sat up, still under the covers and looked out the window through the yellowed lace. It was absolutely dreary outside, my favorite and least favorite type of day. Favorite because Edward would be safe to go anywhere with me today and least favorite because I hated the wet. My thoughts were interrupted again by Alice.

"Bella, I know that you are human and need sleep in all, but we need to hurry, our plane leaves in three hours!" She slammed my dresser shut as she said this and she shoved everything she had pulled out of my dresser into my duffel bag.

I replayed everything she had said in my mind. Then suddenly everything clicked. "Plane? What plane?" I said in pure confusion, what in the world did she mean? She sighed and stopped her packing for a second and sat on the bed next to me. He voice was full of impatience, more than likely at me.

"Bella, dear don't you remember, you agreed to go to the Harry Potter Movie premiere in London with Jasper?" She got back up, as yet again I replayed what she said. Now I understood the plane part, but hadn't it been just been Jasper and I going? What was this our? I felt my eyebrows furrow as I asked Alice more than likely another stupid, obvious, question.

"Define our?" She didn't stop packing this time, she didn't even look up as she was deciding between two graphic shirts.

"Well of course there is you and Jasper…" She choose the white graphic shirt as she continued, seeming reluctant to tell me, "but as you know, since Jasper is not in full control of his blood lust her needs capable babysitters…" My eyes slanted, as I knew what was coming next and I was mad.

"And who have you hired as our babysitters?" I growled. I had wanted to talk to Jasper about maybe doing me a favor. Something Edward would not have been fond of. Alice stopped packing for the second time and she sat on my bed again, avoiding eye contact.

"Well you know, I need to go… I am his wife after all, and well I can't hold Jasper back alone if he has a breakdown. So Emmett is going to go too…" She paused knowing that this was going to make me even more mad. "Edward is tagging along too of course, he only wants to protect you…" I growled. This was exactly what I had not wanted to happen.

"He only had one more ticket. You just can't get more of those tickets out of no where…" My face turned smug, I had beaten them.

"Bella…" She sighed, patting me on the head like I was her pet. "When he said that he acquired them… It sort of meant that he made copies of the real ones." My face turned to one of shock how could one possibly? But then I stopped and realized that it really should not surprise me at all.

I pulled myself of the bed and retreated to the bathroom. I ticked off lists of things I needed to do, and then it came to me. Charlie, how was I going to tell Charlie. As if she was reading my mind, Alice called out from behind the bathroom door, "Carlisle invited Charlie on a weekend fishing trip, don't worry…" I sighed. Now that everything I was worried about was taken care of I showered quickly dried my hair and pulled on my favorite pair of blue jeans, and black long sleeved shirt and a designer scarf Alice had given me. I simply chose to wear sneakers, even though Alice seemed to disapprove. This was going to be a long uncomfortable flight anyway. No reason to make it any worse with heels.

"MWHAHAHAHAHA! Another minion for my coven of vampire fruit!" Emmett, who was sitting in the same row as me and Edward had just sunk his teeth into a banana. He then placed it on his tray table and proceeded to whispering to the fruit. So far he had the banana, an apple, a pear, cherry, and an orange. I had to say it was absolutely ridiculous. He had been at this for two hours already, because he was simply bored. Even though he had come with plenty of entertainment: PSP (broke it by pushing to hard on the "b" button), and laptop (got taken up when lost a game of solitaire and cussed loudly.) He was now speaking to his Vampire fruit in a secret fruit language, that he did in a whisper so no one could hear him. None of the other Cullens seemed to notice. I was starting to wonder two things: Firstly, why do they make fun of Jasper for his Harry Potter obsession when obviously Emmett does things like this all the time, and secondly what other quirky things are the Cullen's hiding from me?

We had been sitting on the plane for too long. Six hours now and we still had two hours to go. Since there wasn't enough seats in first class Emmett, Edward, and I had chosen to sit in coach, while Alice and Jasper had gotten first class. While they had the softer leather chairs, we had the itchy wool chairs, which had barely any padding. Not only this, but you would occasionally find a gum in the furnishings. It is NOT pleasant to stick your hand in gum, even if Emmett thinks it is.

Not only was it the physical atmosphere that was annoying, the other passengers in coach with us were rather loud, and annoying. Behind us sat a tired, nursing mother and her two misbehaving redheaded sons. They kicked they screamed, but the mother never did anything. In front of us sat what must have been the loudest people ever. A middle age lady with blue black hair that didn't match her skin tone, her husband who had completely white receding hair, and their teenage son with his headphones turned up so loud that the whole plane could her the rap he was listening too. The lady had gone from watching the in-flight movie laughing her heart out, to yelling at her husband who had fallen asleep.

After a while of listening to the yelling, yet no one complaining about it, Emmett decided to take it into his own hands. As the stewardess was passing by, Emmett grabbed her shirt with one hand and pulled her around to face him. It was amazing how serious he was as he said, "Miss…" Emmett faked some sobs. "That lady right there…" He pointed at the loud black haired lady. "Well she has been sexually harassing me everytime she walk by, and it's scaring me, could you please do something?" He looked up at the stewardess with scared eyes, what an actor he was being right now.

"Y-yes sir, I-I w-will take care of it…" Even though Emmett had been acting completely normal, he had dazzled her. She continued to walk up the isle and up to the cockpit more than likely. Emmett gave Edward a hug high five.

"You know Emmett of all you stupid plans this is the best thing you have done by far! Now we can get rid of the witch minus the W plus a B!" Edward seemed ecstatic. It must be hard having super senses like he does. She must have been really loud to him.

Edward had been sulking the whole ride, because I hadn't been thrilled at his coming on the trip. Why should I be? I might have been a vampire if he hadn't come. One hour later, after the black haired lady had been forcibly removed from her seat (much to the delight of the son and the husband) we were bored again. I was hungry too, and not thinking I grabbed the apple sitting on Emmett's tray, and began to open my mouth to take a bite. When there was a girly scream from right next to me.

"NO BELLA! WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING?" Emmett slapped the apple from my hand, and before it fell to the floor. Edward turned with a look of outrage on his face, but remained self-control because he said the next phrase in a whisper.

"Emmett, if Bella is hungry than let her eat! What does it matter that you are less one fruit?" Emmett stared wide-eyed at his brother, and said in a whiny child's voice,

"But Edward! Bella was about to eat Aro!"

I was really grateful that we landed a few minutes after that, my butt hurt really badly. We got a taxi to show us around before we headed to our hotel. I had to admit London was absolutely gorgeous. I had always loved the city anyway, but I had to admit I liked the style of the buildings here better than in the United States.

Our hotel was what I would have expected from the Cullens. It had to easily have been five stars. There was a winding river in the lobby, and if you looked above you could see the balconies of all the floors above. The walls were a light jade color, and the borders were gold. Each couple got their own room, excluding Emmett who was going to be staying in a room alone.

Each room had a king size four poster bed inside, and the walls were white instead of green, but still had the gold border. Yet again, it seemed that I had completely forgotten about why we were even in London when Edwards cell phone rang. With a sad look on his face, he let go of me and retrieved the phone out of his pocket. He looked at who it was and then flipped it open, then pushing another button. He had put it on speakerphone. He put his finger in front of his mouth vertically to tell me not to say a word though.

"Hello Rosalie… Why are you calling me?"

"Well, thanks for the warm hello bra… I was just calling to tell you that I have done some work on your Volvo. Nothing big though…"

"Oh, thanks I guess… Did you replace the spark plugs? I have been meaning to do that." His voice trailed off, as the other end of the line remained silent. "Rosalie, what did you do to my Volvo?"

Her voice was innocent, "Oh nothing… I just painted in a new color. You know that color that is purple, yet when it's in the sun it looks all blue, and a little green? It's really prett…" a growling, surly Edward interrupted her.

"You have better not be telling the truth Rosalie… Because when I get back I will…" His voice trailed as someone burst through the door screaming a war cry. Emmett.

"ATTACK ARO! SHE TRIED TO DETROY YOU, SHE MUST PAY!" He screamed as he ran forward holding some fruit in his hands.

I looked at myself in the mirror. Why was it always Alice that could bring out the glamour and chic in me? My hair had been curled, but left down, and my makeup was smoky. It matched the city of London itself. I was wearing a very simple black cocktail dress with short sleeves. At the top there was a white lace frill. The dress touched my knees. I was wearing high heels again, much to my dislike. Weren't ballet flats "in" right now?

We set out and got a taxi. We arrived at what looked like an exact replica of the red carpet you would find in the United States. There were already people lined up on the sides, camera and notepad in hand. We decided to wait on the right side that was less crowded, but it didn't last for that long. Soon both sides were bustling with people getting more excited by the moment.

Jasper seemed tense to say the least. He stood up rigid against the bars separating him from the carpet. He was also unresponsive, no matter how many times we called his name he didn't answer. When Emmett patted him on his back, his hand was slapped away. Jasper never looked back to even face us.

Alice was nervous too. There was a ton of people standing up next to Jasper, most of them bumping into him even. She was waiting for him to do two things, either he would snap and hurt the person, or his blood lust would take over him, and he would drain the person. As the night progressed and we stood still waiting, my feet aching, suddenly it happened. A whole pack of black limos drove up, and the photographers suddenly went wild. The boy who played Harry Potter (Daniel Radcliffe) stepped out of the limo followed by some bodyguards. He started to walk down the carpet to mighty applause. He kept on walking waving to the crowd, signing some notepads and pictures. He neared where we were standing and something we hadn't been expecting happened. Jasper mearly pulled out a photograph, pushed to the absolute front, and asked Daniel to sign it for him. He wasn't even violent at all, if you excluded him screaming, " OH MY GOSH I LOVE YOU!" to almost every one that when down the carpet. He was especially loud when Emma Watson came down (Hermionie Granger). Alice couldn't help but scowl.

Many actors and actresses passed by us, but Jasper hadn't done anything bad yet. In fact the worse thing he did was shove a woman to the ground to get to the front, but it wasn't even that hard. Then, the worst happened. J.K. Rowling stepped out of the last black limo. She started to make her way down smiling, but she hadn't even known what hit her. Jasper had jumped over the bars that were separating the isle from the crowd, and he was screaming like a girl as he went up and shook J.K. Rowling herself. He looked like a bully trying to shake lunch money off of a victim. In a newly acquired British accent Jasper screamed in her face,

"OH MI GOSH LIKE THE FAMOUS J.K.! IT'S LIKE GREAT TO SEE YOU! I'M LIKE YOUR BIGGEST FAN! LIKE EVER!!!!!!!! PLEASE COULD YOU PUT ME UP FOR LIKE AN AUDITION? I COULD LIKE TOTALLY ACT! YOU SEE, LISTEN TO ME NOW, I'M LIKE AN AMERICAN YET LIKE I HAVE THE BEST BRITISH ACCENT EVER!! YOU SEE ALSO SINCE I'M LIKE A VAMPIRE I CAN WORK DAY AND NIGHT TOO! YOU WOULDN'T EVEN HAVE TO PAY ME A PENNY OF YOUR GREAT MONEY! WOULD YOU PLEASE LIKE SIGN MY HEAD? I WILL LIKE NEVER WASH IT! ANYTHING LIKE YOUR GODLY HAND TOUCHES WILL TURN TO GOLD! PLEASE COME WITH ME AND WE CAN TALK MORE PRIVATELY ABOUT ALL GREAT THINGS HARRY POTTER! I LOVE YOU" J.K was trying with all her heart to break free of Jasper's grip, but it was useless. He was starting to pull her along back towards the street when Edward and Emmett caught him and pulled him off.

Even though we had controlled Jasper, all of us were told to leave by security. They said that J.K.'s lawyers would be in touch with us. It seemed rather extreme.

When we boarded the plane to get home, we were all pretty mad at Jasper. None of us had ever been to a premiere at all, and he had ruined it with his stupid uncontrollable obsession.

Even though our feeling should be radiating off us and hitting Jasper making him feel bad, he had something to keep his spirits up. Not to our surprise J.K. Rowling had put a strict restraining order on Jasper. This should have made him sad, but J.K. Rowling's signature was on it, so it didn't, he sat for the whole plane ride ogling at it.

Everyone except Jasper was relieved when we pulled into the Cullen's driveway. Carlisle and Esme where on the front porch waiting for us. Carlisle and Esme gave everyone hugs, and kisses, and beckoned that we all come in and sit in the parlor to tell them about our trip. We told them about Jasper and J.K. Rowling's encounter. Carlisle was particularly stressed about Jasper revealing he was a vampire to J.K. Rowling. I had remained quiet the whole time, just listening to what everyone else had to say. The talk settled down, and then Esme addressed me in a motherly tone, "Bella dear, did you have a fun time?"

I yawned when I said my next phrase cuddling into Edward, who was on the couch next to me.

"Mrs. Cullen, you have a very strange son…"

A/N: Okay, I'm up at 12:30 finishing this, so I better get some reviews. The next Chapter is going to have something to do with the book obviously, but will have spoilers in it, so be prepared to not read it if you haven't finished. Okies. Well, I is tired, and wasn't to go to bed, so PLEASE REVIEW PEOPLES, OR I WILL MAWR YOU! O-o Thanks to all the people that have waited for this! I lovies you guys!-.