Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer, owns the characters, I just like to borrow them. ;)

BPOV

"No way! I am not going to wear that." I exclaimed to Rose, who was holding up a very low cut top and short denim skirt.

We were at the Port Angeles mall, buying new clothes for our 'adventure' to California. And by 'adventure' I mean, me going to go audition for a spot in a famous band, while Alice and Rose is just going to 'support' me and meet the guys.

They had it easy. I don't even know why they want me to try and audition, it's not like I am going to make it.

"But Bella! It's cute looking." She whined slightly.

"I don't care, it's too revealing." I stated.

"Okay, then how about we buy this for you, and we can find another outfit for your audition." She compromised.

"Fine. But don't count on me wearing it." I said. There was no use of arguing with her and Alice, they would end up buying whatever they think look good on me. If I say no, then one of them would come back here and buy it the next day without me knowing, then I would find it in my closet or drawers.

"Whatever." She mumbled and made her way to more clothing racks.

"Rose, I'm going to Barnes and Nobles. I need a good book to read. Just pick out whatever, since I know you would anyway and I'll meet you at your car. Just text or call when you guys are done." I said.

"Kay, Bella." Rose said with a sigh. They didn't understand that I would rather spend the whole day at the library than shopping.

"Bye Alice, going to go read some books." I said as I passed Alice, who was staring intently on 3 pairs of stilettos.

"Mhm." She mumbled, her eyes still on the dangerous shoes. She was trying to decide which ones to buy, but I knew that in the end, she'll give up and buy all three of them.

I walked out of the store, with a sigh of relief, and made my way toward Starbucks and ordered a Chai Iced Tea, before heading to Barnes and Nobles.

EPOV

"Okay you guys, great rehearsal. Now I suggest you guys go back home and rest up, the auditions are in two days, remember?" Mike, our manager said. Sometimes I want to just screw his face up. He always thinks he's in charge of us, and our every move when we are the ones paying him.

"Yeah. We remember." I mumbled, how can you forget something like that?

"Great. So see you in two days at West Beach Theater at 8 A.M." he said, and then walked away toward his Mercedes. He doesn't use his money wisely.

I wonder what would happen if we, fired him or something. I'll have to bring it up with Emmett and Jasper later. Or after the auditions.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say." Emmett grumbled. He wanted to do this as much as I did. Which was not very much.

"Come on guys, we can crash at my place, since I don't think you guys have anything better to do." Jasper said.

"Okay! But I am going to beat you in Red Steel, again." Emmett said excitedly, his mood already changed. I rolled my eyes.

"Edward? You coming?" Jasper asked.

"Uhh. I don't-"

"Of course he is coming! Otherwise he would just mope around all day." Emmett said then tugged on my shirt, so he was dragging me through the crowd and out the back door, so paparazzi won't come and bother us. Oh how I hate them.

BPOV

I was immersed in a copy of Wuthering Heights, just as my phone vibrated.

To: Bella

From: Rosalie

Hey, we are ready now. So put down that copy of Weathering Frights or whatever you are reading and get your butt out to the parking lot, we need your 'logic' to help us fit all these bags in the car.

I sighed and quickly bought a copy of Emma by Jane Austen and walked toward the exit.

Emma was one of the Jane Austen books that I didn't yet read. I loved books that were published before the 1900s, not only Jane Austen books, but pieces like Romeo and Juliet and Wuthering Heights.

My phone vibrated once again. Rose.

"Hello?"

"Bella where are you?!"

"Jeez. I'm coming hold your darn horses. I'm right by the doors to the exit of the mall. Look I see you." I said, and then hung up as I walked toward Rose's convertible. Beside them were about a billion bags.

"I only left you guys for how long? And you buy this much stuff?!" I questioned, trying to fit all the bags in the car, since they apparently had no idea on how to make all of them fit.

"Alice, I'm guessing that since you couldn't pick out which pair of shoes to buy, you bought all three pairs, didn't you?" I said as I stuffed the shoe boxes in the far corner of the trunk.

"Yep! But next time I will definitely decide on ONE pair." She said happily. I rolled my eyes.

"That's what you said the last like, 5 times, I don't see that happening! All I see is that big pile of shoes you have, is getting bigger, not smaller."

"Yeah. Well. Whatever." She mumbled then slipped on her huge sunglasses and walked to the passenger seat.

After about 5 minutes, I somehow got all the bags to fit.

We were taking Rose's M3 to California, since it was the biggest vehicle we had. The trip to California was a 10 hour car ride, but knowing Rose and all those things that she added to her car, we can get there in record time. To be honest, I was terrified.

If Charlie still lived in Forks, as a police officer, then I probably would be prohibited to ride in a car with Rose or Alice. But Charlie moved to Phoenix, Arizona because he had gotten a better job offer.

Being Chief Swan at a big city. This was exciting for him.

My mom, Renee, lived in Florida with her husband Phil, who was a minor league baseball player. Charlie and Renee divorced when I was very young, so I'm not very affected by this.

I visit them both at least 3 times a year but spend most of my time here Alice and Rose in Forks.

"Yo! Hello? Bella?!" Alice said, waving her hands in front of my face. "Did you hear me?"

"Uh no, sorry. I blanked out for a couple seconds there. What did you say?" I said.

"I said that, once we get back home, I'm going to pack for you okay? And I have an idea of what song you should sing." Alice said, then whispered to Rose. Appearently Rose agreed with the song choice because she then said it would be a crowd pleaser.

"Huh? Yeah. Sure. But at least please put some of my comfy sweats and T-shirt in there. Please?" I said with puppy dog eyes. She better let me, because I agreed to this in the first place, and I can just as easily back out. Okay, well maybe not.

"Of course!" She replied happily.

When we got back to the apartment, Alice and Rose both raided my closets, while they stuck me in the living room with a folder, iPod, and my gutair.

I opened up the folder carefully and in it was some sheet music. Sheet music that looked familar. i looked at the title. Fallin' For You. This was the song i first wrote with Jake and Seth (they were part of my little band a few years ago) for one of my ex boyfriends, whom i really dont want to mention. It took me a long time to get over him, but in the end, he's no where in my mind. I looked at this song uncertainly. Was this really the right choice?

Next to the title of the song, was in Alice's handwriting, "Hit Play on the iPod, and the background music will play. By the way, I had to have Jake and Seth record this for you fast, so you should thank them when you are famous."

I rolled my eyes, who said anything about me being famous?

Nevertheless, i hit play on the iPod and started to play the chords on my guitar.

I don't know but
I think i maybe
Fallin' for you
Dropping so quickly
Maybe i should
Keep this to myself
Waiting 'til i
Know you better

After practicing for a few hours, i decided to head off to bed. Maybe I should try my best, at least get to the second round. After all they have given me support and they are so happy, thinking that I would try my best. So I think I will. I concluded. It was 1:30 AM, so I decided to head off to bed.

"Nite Rose, Alice." I said then walked sleepily to my bedroom after I heard the small chorus of goodnights headed toward my way.

EPOV

After 3 hours of playing that video game, Emmett threw up because the graphics were making him dizzy. I laughed, because he was the one who made his guy turn around in circles, wondering if it would get dizzy and sick. Emmett realized the hard way that fake characters in video games don't get sick, and that real people do instead. It was hilarious.

"Man. I'm hungry. I simply see why people throw up, so they can fill their stomachs to the max and play video games all day." He stated triumphantly.

Jasper ordered pizza with all the toppings, Emmett's request.

Ding Dong

"Hello Sir, here is your all topping large pizza, that would b-" The pizza guy started, then looked up from his note pad.

Jasper looked on with confusion.

"OH MY GOD! YOU ARE THE JASPER WHITLOCK!!! THE MOST AMAZING GUTAIRIST EVER!!! DUDE!! CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH?!" he exclaimed. To tell you the truth, he sounded like a little girl who got everything she wanted at Christmas time.

I doubled over in laughter. Emmett was on the verge of tears from laughing so much. Jasper on the other hand took a sharpie and politely thanked the guy and signed his shirt. It was hilarious.

After Jasper paid him the money, the guy didn't really want to leave the doorstep, so we had to have Emmett pick him up and drag him to his car.

He took the pizza with him though. On the short way down the drive way, I heard the guy exclaiming the same thing about Emmett. I doubled over in laughter again.

Emmett then took the pizza and ran all the way to the front door, and bolt locked it, twice.

By this time, my stomach hurt too much from laughing to be eating, so I excused myself and headed to one of Jasper's many guest bedrooms.

BPOV

I seriously doubt that I could make it past the first round. Out of probably 4500 girls, what are the chances that I would win? That would be like finding a pin in the haystack.

EPOV

Auditioning tons of girls aren't exactly how I want to spend my next two weeks, but I guess it has to be done for the sake of my friends.

BPOV and EPOV

All I knew was that, the next two weeks were going to be stressful, and definitely not fun. But in reality, I'm not doing this for me, but for best friends who are my life. I mean it can't be that bad can it? Well, one would never know. Until the end. The end, how scary can that outcome be?

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