A/N: DON'T HURT ME!! i m soooo sorry i haven't updated. i've been working on my other stories but now i m posting this because i got a threat from a reviewer coughedward is my homeboycough. but anyway, the words didn't flow in this chap and i won't be able to update often until i have on of my other stories done. sorry. but i did force this chapter out. hope u like it.

The Not So Secret Life Of A Hollywood Starlet

Chapter 8

BPOV

I groaned and pulled myself off my soft bed. It was Monday morning – my first day of real school – not a tutor. I felt giddy about it already.

The rest of Saturday had been very boring and I think that I might've gotten carpel tunnel syndrome from the amount of autographs I had to sign.

In a sudden burst, Alice then rushed into the room. "I have an outfit ready for you!" she sang and handed me leggings, a purple scarf, a black skirt, and a lavender top with a black coat, and last but not least, Kat and Ricky's spiked black heels that I came here in. I quickly put the clothes on after taking care of my bathroom needs.

I cheerfully pranced into Rose's kitchen where she and Alice sat eating. I found it weird that they didn't immediately attack me with make-up and my wig and contacts and other random things.

As if reading my mind, Alice said, "We didn't want you to smudge your lipstick."

She sounded a bit too innocent but she probably just wanted to wake up and eat.

After eating and having my disguise put together, I was ready.

I put my sweet little designer computer bag with my laptop in it on my shoulder and headed out with Alice and Rose. They dragged me into Alice's racecar and drove the short distance to the main hall.

"Here we are!" Alice chirped. "Ooh look! There are the boys!" She skipped over to Jasper and swung his hand witch was surrounding her own vigorously. Emmett and Rose went off somewhere before class to probably do 'something.' Mental cringe. So that left Edward and me.

"Where's your first class?" he asked.

"I have English in room D8. Where is that?" I bit my lip studying my map of the campus.

He laughed lightly and placed a pale finger on a cluster of rooms. "It's right here. I'll walk you there if you want."

"Sure," I said happily.

He smiled and talked with me on our way to my classroom. We stood outside the door awkwardly.

"Um…I think I should go in now," I murmured.

"Yeah… So do you want to meet for lunch?"

"I'd like that."

A boy with blonde hair walked past us and into the English room while glaring at me. I found it a bid weird but I ignored it.

"I'll see you later then." Edward smiled and started walking backwards. "Bye Bella," he called, waving a hand.

I giggled and waved back. I felt like those stupid giggling schoolgirls.

I walked into the class and sat down in the only empty chair next to the boy that glared at me. He looked me over and sneered.

I bit my lip but decided to be polite. "Hi, I'm Isabella but you can call me Bella." I held out my hand in a friendly gesture.

"I'm Mike," he said rudely and stared at my hand with disgust.

I awkwardly pulled my hand back. "Rude much," I muttered under my breath.

"Excuse me?" Mike asked.

He wasn't supposed to hear that! "I…um…why are you mad at me?" I blurted out.

He sighed dramatically and rolled his eyes. "As if you don't know." Why did he sound like a girl? "You have Edward Cullen," he sneered.

My eyebrows pulled together. "What do you mean?"

"You aren't good enough for him, you know. He was going to be mine! And we were going to get married in a state that allows gay marriage! But now you stole him!" Mike screamed.

I stared at him open mouthed. "Okay," I said a bit sarcastically and scooted my chair away from him.

"Welcome to an exciting year of English," the teacher said dully. "I'm Mr. Parker. Your first assignment is to write about someone that has an influence on society. You're going to write little insignificant details like what their favorite color is, favorite food, allergies, nonsense like that. Any ideas?"

We were already getting an assignment?!

The blonde in front of me shot her hand up.

"Yes Miss…Mallory?"

"Bella Swan! I want to do Bella Swan!" she squealed.

Oh no…

"I want to do Bella Swan!" Mike squealed.

"Yeah, and I'd like to tap her!" a boy with brown hair shouted out.

I shrunk into my seat. This was not a conversation I wanted to hear…

"Quiet down class!" Mr. Parker yelled.

The laughing and whispering stopped.

"Now, only one of you can do this 'Bella Swan' so I will randomly choose someone from the roster!"

Several groans went throughout the room.

He picked up the roster and randomly placed a finger on the name. He squinted for a moment at the name. "Isabella Taylor! You get to write your paper on this 'Bella Swan.'"

I stared at him shocked. Why did I have to do a paper about myself? "Um…can I do someone else?"

"No!" Mr. Parker barked.

I put my head in my hands. "Just great," I mumbled.

After class, just as I was leaving, the brown haired boy said that he'd want to 'tap' me came up to where I was sitting.

"Hi, I'm Tyler." He stuck out his hand.

At least someone was polite.

"Bella Sw-Taylor. Bella Taylor." I mentally slapped myself for the slip up.

He nodded and looked me up and down. His gaze made me feel uncomfortable so I cleared my throat. He looked back up at my face and smiled. "So…are you doing anything tonight?"

"Um…I'm busy?" I squeaked. Why is it that I'm a brilliant actor yet I sill suck at lying?

He nodded. "What about tomorrow night?"

I opened my mouth. "Um…I think I'm busy then, too."

"Well how about I give you my number and you give me yours?"

I bit my lip but wrote down my number. He handed me a small crisp paper that had his number on it.

"Thanks babe." He winked and then walked out of the room.

No one, and I mean no one, was allowed to call me babe. I ripped the paper with his number on it in half and left to go to my next class.

It was finally lunch. I was thankful to be out of class because somehow the topic always ended up on me. Well, the Bella Swan me, that is. And then after class, guys would ask me out. Why did they have to be so annoyingly persistent? Why?

I walked into the cafeteria and spotted Alice immediately. She and Edward waved me over to the table they were sitting at.

"Hey." I smiled.

"Hi Bella!" Alice squealed. "Who do you have for Engli-crap. Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap. Did I mention the word 'crap?'" she said a bit sarcastically.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I left my bag in English. I'll be right back." Without any dismissal, she scurried away, smirking.

APOV (Alice's Point of View)

This had to work. No, it needed to word. It was going to work.

"Jasper?" I asked sweetly.

He was standing in the lunch line waiting patiently to buy his food.

"Yes Alice?" he asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Well…will you come with me? I want to give Edward and Bella some 'alone time.'"

He smiled. "Sure. Let me just pay for this."

I leaned my head on his arm while he waited.

"What do you think Rose and Em are doing?" I asked.

"Probably something that will mentally scar us for life if we saw it." He shrugged.

I shivered. Mental images…"I'll text Rose to tell Em and her not to come."

He nodded and handed a credit card to the cashier.

To: Rose

From: Alice

Don't come 2 lunch – I want Bella and Edward 2 have alone time

I clicked 'send' as Jasper tugged me out of the cafeteria. I checked the newly send text almost immediately.

To: Alice

From: Rose

Great idea. R they 2 dumb 2 realize they like each other?

I giggled.

Jasper looked at me curiously.

I smiled and showed him the text message.

He chuckled. "They really are clueless."

"Mmmhmm," I agreed, already replying to Rose's text.

To: Rose

From: Alice

Yup. They just need a little push – if u get what I mean.

I slid my phone back into my pocket as my mind raced. Edward and Bella did need a push. I guess I was just the one that had to give it to them.

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