Chapter 2.
It took a second or two for my thoughts to untangle themselves.
Edward Cullen. The Edward Cullen that's been voted "The Hottest New Lead" and number four in "Sexiest Man Alive".
I could see why too.
I always thought he was gorgeous on paper, but seeing him in person. His bronze hair was an absolute hot mess and his green eyes were as vivid as ever.
Holy fuck.
He started laughing. "Excuse me?"
By the look on his face I just cursed out loud. Well shit. This is just lovely.
Shaking my now reddened face, I stuck my hand out to him. "Bella Swan," I introduced myself. "Sorry, I was just thrown off for a minute."
"I can see that. Nice to meet you Bella Swan," he shook my hand.
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as his hand engulfed mine.
Deep breaths. Just take a deep breath. He is just a normal person. A normal person that has may or may not have been in more than one dream of mine.
I shook those thoughts aside seeing as they didn't make me any different from any other fan girl that thought of him that same way before. Besides that, I truly didn't know anything about him except for the things that I read in magazines.
"I had no idea that you were in this movie," I said honestly, setting my now warm and tingling hand on my lap.
"Yeah, I was undecided for a bit, but confirmed it a couple days ago," he engaged me in the conversation.
"They can really do that? What I mean is, they can really just hire a lead a few days before filming begins?" I had no idea how any of this Hollywood type stuff worked.
"Oh yeah, happens all the time actually. Someone drops out at the last minute, gets booted out, negotiations fall through, or they can't just find the quote un quote right person to play a specific character."
"Wow," I grew nervous. What if they suddenly decided that my lack of experience was going to damage the movie or they grew impatient with me and decided to boot me out?
"Oh no, don't stress about it," he could see the worry etched on my face. "Walter is dead set on you. Trust me on that. You should have heard him going on and on about your performance in that video online. Believe me; I've had to watch it multiple times. I can see what he sees. I think you're going to be great."
I could feel the blood rush to my face with the compliment. "Thank you."
"So tell me Bella Swan. Have you ever thought acting would become a career choice for you?"
"Oh god no," I laughed. "I was fully planning on becoming an English teacher or a librarian, something along those lines. I'm still more than likely going to do that regardless what happens after this movie thing is over and I finish my college courses."
He was looking at me in interest. All those articles about him being an unsocial and awkward person were definitely embellished. I knew he was awkward in interviews, I saw quite a few of those online. Then again, if I have to do any interviews sometime in the near future I'm probably going to make a fool of myself as well.
"You just finished your sophomore year, right? That would make you twenty?" He asked.
"Didn't you hear Mr. Cullen that it's rude to ask a girl her age?" I said with the straightest face I could.
"I….yes….my mom told me that," he started running his hand through his hair.
I let go of the straight face I put on. "I'm just giving you crap," I told him. "You can ask me whatever you want. I really don't mind. Yes, I am twenty."
"You are a good actress," he laughed to himself. "You had me there. I thought I pissed you off already. Man, Walter would've had my ass."
I laughed with him.
"How old are you?" I turned the tables on him. I had read his age before, but it just felt weird to know information about him without actually hearing it from him. Plus, you never know how much is factual or not.
"Twenty-one. I turn twenty-two in a couple weeks."
"Have you gone to college? Or is acting it for you?" I inquired.
"Just acting. I truly love it." And he did. I could see that in his eyes.
"I've been thinking about taking some classes though," he pushed on. "My mother would be elated. She is as supportive as a parent could be, probably more so than most. She always says how proud she is of me, but I know she's always wanted me to have a degree in something, even if she doesn't say it. I even have a course catalog in my bag, I just have to really take time to look at classes and pick some. Only issue is some of my classes will have to be taken on campus."
"What would you major in?" I was truly curious. If I was one hundred percent honest with myself, I never would have imagined that Edward Cullen would be this open about his personal life and I fully planned on finding out as much about him as he would let me.
"Music, I think," his eyes were glimmering again. "I find it fascinating."
"I saw some video footage of you playing guitar and singing at an open mic night," I told him honestly. "You were good."
"I think I know what video you were talking about. My old agent had publicized it," he sneered.
I wasn't sure what to say. "If it makes you feel any better, the quality of the video was really shitty and you still turned out good."
He looked at me like I had two heads.
"Sorry," I shrugged.
"Don't worry about it," he tried to laugh it off.
"Other than the guitar obviously, what else do you play?"
"Piano. I play and compose."
"And are you wanting to get a degree in music and play and compose or what?"
"Both I think," he answered. "Teaching would be great too. I'd love to work with kids and teach them to play and eventually write their own stuff."
Our talking stopped as the driver pulled the car to a halt.
"We have arrived at the Fairmont Hotel," he informed us.
I opened the car door and stepped out.
The driver was standing in front of my door with his mouth open and arm sticking out.
I didn't know what he was expecting. Am I supposed to tip him? He lowered his arm and went to the trunk of the car for our bags.
"He was going to open the door for you. I think you just shocked him," Edward whispered in my ear.
"Oh, I really suck at this stuff. I have no issues getting my own door."
"I'm sure of that, but I guarantee he's used to getting doors for other actors. They'll bring our bags up. Let's go check in," Edward led me through the open hotel doors.
I was so glad he was helping me and taking the lead because I sure didn't know what to do.
"Toto, we're definitely not in Kansas anymore," I mumbled taking a look around the hotel. The lobby was huge. Gold colored walls, multiple chandeliers hung throughout the ceilings and not to mention the giant marble desk in the center where we check in at.
"Reservations for Cullen and Swan," Edward told the receptionist.
The receptionist took a double glance before her eyes widened and she looked back at the computer screen. Yup, she just recognized him.
"Suite 2046 for Cullen and Suite 2048 for Swan," she slid the card keys over to us. Two for me and two for Edward. We filled out the proper paperwork and headed to the elevator.
We were in suites; I could only imagine how much this would cost. The fact that I didn't have to pay for it was something that I didn't know if I could get used to. Although I have a feeling I would never be able to afford this room otherwise.
"Here we are," Edward announced. His room was right next door to mine. "If you need anything don't hesitate to knock. There should be a car to take us to the set tomorrow morning at ten."
Right, because lord knows I already forgot. Stupid nerves.
"I'll see you later," he said and ducked into his room.
"Later," I mumbled to the already closed door.
I swiped the card key through the slot and waited for the light to blink green. It did.
The moment I opened the door I was blown away. The room was amazing. The gold walls from the lobby were covering my oversized room. Paintings of Tuscan scenery were scattered along the walls. There was a tan suede sofa sat at the end of the giant king sized bed which had two end tables on either side of it, both with lamps, one containing a phone and one containing an alarm clock. A television on top of a cherry colored dresser against the wall opposite the bed, a mini refrigerator next to it and a small table and two chairs sat in front of the window.
A grin spread across my face as I ran and leapt onto the bed.
This was going to be great.