Well everyone, here is the next chapter. I hope, as always, that you'll all like it, and please review. I am going to rewrite all of my previous chapters in the not so distant future, to improve some of the spelling and writing in general. If anyone wants to give me a hand, please, do not hesitate to contact me. I need all the help I can get.

Enjoy!

Chapter 15: Not Funny!

"I can't believe Daniel did that!" Amanda said to me as we walked over to cab. It was the morning after the big premier, and everything had been a wild bluer of people, cameras and utter astonishment. Press had been flocking me like bees around a jar of honey, because of Daniels clever little trick. I didn't know if I wanted to strangle him for what he had done, or applaud him for his extraordinary imagination.

"I know," I muttered, trowing my bag in the trunk of the cab. "He actually filmed me when I was doing the voice-over! That..." I had no words for it, it was just too much to take in. Instead of me having just a minor part in the movie, like Daniel originally had told me I would be, he had made my character almost as important as the two lead roles by filming me when I "called" Sally. Looking back, I could see that he had been planing it for a while.

He had insistent on us recording everything in authentic environments, which meant that I had been in costume and make-up in the back of a mini-van, back-stage on a concert and on a balcony (in that order), on the phone with Jenny Lee, aka Sally, doing my lines. They had told me that the camera was just to help with the music or something, nothing to worry about. Stupid me, why had I ever trusted that guy?

"I have on idea why you are complaining Blonde," Jack said, a huge grin still on his face. Hadn't he stopped smiling since yesterday? "You know what, you're a real nut-case. It's every girls dream to be in a movie, every normal girls dream." He dumped his bag on top of mine, closely followed by Johnny and Allen.

"Then I am a nut-case," I told them glumly. "But on the other side, one must be insane to be in a band with you four."

"Aw, come on Blonde! Did you even read the movie review?" Johnny said as he opened the cardoor for Amanda and I. It was one of those mini-vans with seven seats so we had plenty of room for the five of us. Mr. North and Christopher had left las night because of an important meeting, and Rebecca had stayed behind to do some shopping so we had taken the plain home by our self.

I gave a short, angry grunt in response. "No, I why would I do that? I don't care what they think, I'm never EVER doing that again. It was a one time thing, and it's only because Daniel is insanely good at his job that I didn't look like a total idiot on the screen," I told them as we all got in and the car started to move.

Allen, who was sitting behind me, coughed like he was about to hold a big speech of some sort, so I turned around to stop him when I saw that he was holding a film magazine in his hands, the cover showing a big picture of Jenny Lee, here male loveinterestt in the movie, Nicholas Speardon, and...

Me... Oh man.

" Many have speculated on if Daniel Howis newest movie, Sallys Choice, we be the make or the break of his career, and after yesterdays premier of the movie, the voting is unanimous. Sallys Choice is the best movie of Howies career as an director. Even though the idea itself isn't the most original, Howies has an eye details, and he is an expert in casting.

Even though both Jenny Lee as Sally, and Nicholas Speardon as Jamie did a wonderful job, it was the newcomer Isabella "Blonde" Swan in the role of Sallys older, rebellious big sister, Melanie, who captured the audience heart. The 18 year old had never done any kind of acting before, and had only been in a band for a week when she, at her first performance with the band Seattle Sunrise, caught Howies attention.

"It was the way the way she preformed her songs. She wasn't just singing a song, she was telling you something about herself, about the world around her through the music. The band was so alive on the stage, and I just knew I wanted her, and them, in Sallys Choice," Howie told our reporter on the red carpe right before the great opening. "But I have to say I am a bit nervous about her seeing the movie," he admitted. It turns out that he had told Swan she was only to be in one scene, but when he saw how talented she was, he had tricked her into recording more scenes, without her knowledge. Well, everyone who has seen the movie, will thank Howie for this trick, because Swan was, for lack of a better word to describe it, spotless.

The relatively unknown band Seattle Sunrise, where Swan is the lead singer, was responsible for most of the music, which was truly inspiring and fresh. The band is releasing their firs album in a month, and the world is eager to hear more from Seattle Sunrise and Isabella Swan."

It felt like I had turned red from head to toe, I was so embarrass! It had to be a joke, a prank of some sort. I leaned over my seat to snatch the magazine from Allens hands.

"Yeah right, it doesn't say that," I mumbled as I ripped it violently from his hands, scanning over the page he had been reading. No way... It was there, every word with a big picture of Seattle Sunrise and one of just me on the side.

If I had been in shock before, it was nothing to how I felt now. My hands started to shake as I lowered the magazine, and saw that four people were looking at me, laughter not far away.

"They liked us," I whispered, disbelief thick in my voice. "The liked..."

The driver stamped on the breaks out of pure reflex as Allen, Johnny, Amanda and Jack barked out a loud, kind of manic laughter. I don't know who was the most angry one, the driver or me. This wasn't funny! I didn't want to be a movie star. I just wanted to have fun with my music, nothing more. Now, they were excepting me to endure more acting. People might recognize me on the streets!

"Guys, it's not funny!" I tried to tell them, but they just laughed even harder at my angry tone.

After a few more tries, I gave up on them, and decided that the best way to handle them, would be to ignore them completely, so I plugged in my iPod and, closed my eyes, effectively shutting out all the laughter and teasing comments.

Where had I lost control of my life? I felt like all of a sudden, I was in a train that had gotten of track with no way to get back. When I had moved to Seattle, I had at least known what I was going to. But this movie, it hadn't been something I hadn't wanted to do from the start, but I'd done it for the band. Sure, I had thought it would be a good way to promo the band, and the thought of Seattle Sunrise to be a band that maybe a few people knew of had not been that terrifying. But this much attention, it was to much.

"But it hadn't been that bad," a little voice in my head piped up truthfully. "It was fun singing in front of such a big crowed. The movie was really good, and you were a big part of why that movie was so good." I snorted internally at that. I hadn't recognized myself at first when I'd seen me on the screen after talking with Sally. I had thought that they had hired an real actor to do my part, but when they zoomed in on the actors brown eyes, I saw that it was me. I had almost fainted there and then.

As I was thinking, a song began to form itself inside my head. I had to take control of my life, yes, but everything that had happened might not be as bad as I had thought...

I stopped the song that was playing on my iPod and took out the earbuds. To my utter astonishment, the car was silent. I could hear Allens deep breathing behind me, it sounded like he and Amanda were sleeping behind me, while Jack was listening to his iPod too, looking absentmindedly out of the window. My gaze finally rested om Johnny, who was playing some game on his phone. Like he could feel my gaze, he looked up and met my eyes, first questioningly, but then knowingly.

What the...?

He leaned forward in his seat, so he was nearer to the driver.

"Hey pal, you can just dich us all at the record label," he told him confidently, winking at me.

"What the hell Johnny!" mumbled Amanda sleepily. "We are just about dead on our feet, and you want us to go to the studio?" By then Allen had woken up too, and he was looking intently at me.

"It's no use Amanda. Blonde has gotten an idea, and if she doesn't get it out now, she's going to burst," he said, patting Amanda apologeticly on the head. Amanda let out a big, overdramatic sigh and slumped back into her seat.

"Fine then..."

I looked over at Johnny, then at Allen.

"How did you know?" I asked them. To my surprise, it was Jack who answered.

"Oh Blonde, you're like an open book," he said, and I felt the words sink in. Remembering that one guy had actually found me hard to read. It hurt somewhere deep in my chest, but I didn't have wrap my arms around myself anymore to keep the whole in my chest from tearing me in two. Progress was a good thing.

So there it is. If you wonder where Alice went off to, then you'll just have to wait for the next chapter. It's a longer one, I promise.

~B4E