A/N: Hey! Did you guys know my first two chapters were 4,000 words exactly (until a made a change of seven words) but still! That's random! Okay, so…yeah – just read the chapter instead. But if you want to read my ramblings- fine by me! You know – HARDLY ANYONE REVIEWS - and I know who you people are that don't review (well not really but still.) Oh, and by the way – I told you that reading my rambling wasn't very important. OOOH! AND THIS IS THE EDWARD CHAPTER!! IT'S REALLY CUTE, FLUFFY, AND FUNNY.

(Last time I'm gonna say it- my disclaimer is in chapter 1)

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T H E N O T S O S E C R E T L I F E O F A H O L L Y W O O D S T A R L E T

Chapter 3

BPOV

"AHHHHH!!" Alice shirked into the phone.

I put my hand of the speaker of my cell phone.

"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD! AHHHH!"

"Ow. Are you done screaming Alice?" I asked.

"Wait for it…AHHHHHHHHHHHH!! Okay – now I'm done. I just can't believe that you're going to college with me!"

I had decided after two hours that since there was no possible way for me to get back to LA and my schedule was momentarily cleared, I decided to do the one thing I wanted to do the most at the moment – go to college. But since I would stick out like a sore thumb, I decided to disguise myself.

After the deciding, it took about an hour and a half of bribing, persuading, and convincing to get the school to let me attend. This was that something that was going to happen.

"I know! I'm excited, too! Oh my gosh! I just remembered that I don't even have a change of clothes. I know I'm going to regret this, but Alice – we need to go shopping."

"YAY! Where are you right now? I'll come and get you and we'll go to the mall. I'm at my dorm at the Winston Dorm."

"I'm at my brother, Emmett's dorm. It's at the Force Dorm – room 361."

"Okay! I'll see you in a few! Bye!"

"Bye!" I said. I slid my thin blackberry into my pocket and rolled off of Emmett's bed with a thump.

"Ow," I whined rubbing my back. "Emmett, I'm going to go shopping for clothes and stuff with a friend okay?"

He shouted back a muffled, "'Kay!"

I stood up and slid my scary heels on. I'm actually surprised that I didn't fall very much today.

Knock, knock!

Wow – that was fast.

I walked towards the door to only have my foot catch on something and send my face colliding with the floor. I guess I kind of jinxed myself with the hardly falling today comment.

Rubbing my nose, I carefully stood up and answered the door.

There, standing on my brother's dorm doorstep was familiar yet not so familiar person. He had wonderful piercing green eyes, sharp yet perfect features, and that mess of bronze hair that brushed into his eyes. When I opened the door, he looked impatient. Then, impatience turned shock.

I stared at him for a moment, my mouth hanging open. He was the most perfect looking guy on the face of the planet. Our gazes locked and my mind went blank. When I realized that I was doing – nothing really – I immediately shut the door and locked it. I leaned against the door and slowly slid down into a sitting position.

There's a hot guy at the door – what to do, what to do?!

I started hyperventilating while my thoughts raced.

That's Alice's brother – not Alice. Breath in…breath out…in…out. He – Edward Anthony Mason Cullen (according to Alice)- is behind the door that I just shut in his face. And what if –

Wait! I just shut the door in his face! …shit… How did I become so screwed?

Edward started knocking on the door once again. "Can you please let me into my room?" he asked. Oh my god his voice was soooo soft and smooth like – like – like velvet. "Who are you?" he asked after a moment of getting no response from me.

I sucked in a deep breath. "I have a hunch that you already know," I whispered to myself.

I heard him chuckle softly assuming that he did hear what I said. My heart skipped a beat at the wonderful noise. "Can you please tell me your name?" he pleaded.

"You seriously don't know my name?" I asked in disbelief.

"No – why would I?" he asked softly.

"Have you looked in a tabloid magazine recently or are you pop culture deprived?"

He laughed softly. "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. But, pray tell, why would I have to look at a 'tabloid magazine' to know who you are?"

I laughed to myself – oh, the humor in this situation.

"What's so funny?"

"Just the fact that I know your name yet you don't know mine. It's always the other way around." I laughed.

"You know my name?" he asked, shocked.

"I know a lot about you Edward Anthony Mason Culled," I murmured evilly. I should just toy with him a bit – make him think I stalk him or something. I laughed into my hand.

"How do you know my name? And why won't you let me into my room?" he asked sounding frustrated and slightly afraid.

"Hm… How could I not know your name?" I asked with a fake sweet seductive voice – a bad impression on purpose.

"Just…let me into my room!"

"Your room? Who said it was your room?" I asked.

"According to my schedule, this is my room and I left my keys in there so if you would just open the door and let me into my room, that would make me very happy."

I looked at the room again and noticed that there were two beds in the room. I sighed. "Fine," I said dramatically and yanked the door open. Unfortunately for me, I did something wrong when I yanked the door because the next thing I know is that my face is headed for the floor. I squeezed my eyes shut and squeaked when I came in contact with something. Except…it wasn't the floor.

I slowly opened my eyes and stared into two smoldering green eyes. My mind blanked again and any words that I might've said got caught in my throat.

Edward slowly released his gentle grip on my waist. "Now can I have your name?" he murmured softly.

I would've jumped from a cliff if he had asked me to. I blinked. "Isabella," I whispered deciding that he had a smaller chance of figuring out who I was if I didn't give him my nickname.

"Edward Cullen," he murmured softly. Without breaking our staring contest, he slowly took my hand and kissed my knuckles. "At your service," he finished.

There was a loud bang from the room that Emmett was in. "I'm okay! Don't worry about me Bella! It's only an eye and a hand!" he yelled.

My eyes went wide as Edward tensed. Oh God…he figured it out.

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing escaped my lips – not even my breath as I held it waiting to see what he would say.

"What might you be doing in my dorm Miss Swan?" he murmured.

Wait…he didn't do something stupid? Seriously? He didn't ask me a billion questions or shout something along the lines of "EVERYONE LOOK! IT'S BELLA SWAN!"? Really?

"I just happened to decide to stalk you at random. You know, give the public a taste of what it feels like to be followed everywhere?" I said sarcastically while rolling my eyes.

"Really though? Not that I mind…"

I leaned on to the neater bed witch I rightfully assumed was Edward's. "I'm actually trying to seduce you," I purred slightly sarcastic.

He gulped loudly with wide eyes.

I didn't say anything for a moment but then I burst out laughing. "You should've seen your face!"

Emmett rushed into the room. "What did I miss?" he asked frantically.

"Nothing," I said chocking down my laughs.

"Oh! Hey Edward!" Emmett said looking frantically between Edward and me. "I see you've met my sister…Julie?"

"Emmett, stop being an idiot. Edward knows because he doesn't seem to be a bonehead like you," I teased.

"Hey! I'm not a-"

"Knock knock!" called a soft soprano voice.

"Alice!" I squealed and hugged her.

"Bella!"

We jumped up and down slightly in excitement – not a good idea. Once again, I fell on my high heels.

Strong hands caught my shoulders.

"…And I see you've met Edward," Alice said with a gleam of knowledge in her eye.

What was it that I didn't know?

"We are going to go shopping," Alice said and grabbed me from Edward's grasp.

"Don't go overboard, Alice," Edward warned.

"I never go overboard," Alice insisted.

"Sure you don't," Edward said sarcastically while rolling his eyes. "I just hope you don't kill poor Bella because I would have to avenge her."

"Whatever," Alice muttered. "C'mon Bella! Let's go shopping!" she squealed.

My eyes widened. This was going to be bad.

A/N: Okay, I have to admit that that I was going to have Edward not know Bella as Bella. I was originally going to have him only know her disguise and be left in the dark – unlike Alice. Just a little warning: I HAVE NO PLOT. OK that's a lie. I have a vague idea of a plot. So many little ideas in my head!

Ps. you guys are lucky that my little sister pouted and whined and insisted that I write more of this – I had written it up to the "I'm trying to seduce you," comment. She was whining for more. I have to say that it was pretty funny.