W-o-w. This story has been well recieved so far! Thanks for that!
My school's power decided to go out on us, so they gave us a day off. And because of that, this chapter happened. ;D
Enjoy.
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"Jake!" I squealed and wrapped my arms around his neck –I had gotten used to the hotness of it— bouncing up and down slightly out of excitement. Jacob Black had been my best friend out of school since I had first moved here. His dad had sold me his truck, and after that we just clicked. Jake and I now spent almost every waking moment together—besides school. He went to the school down on the Reservation where he lived, so it was odd to see him here.
"What're you doing here?" I asked, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear and pulling away from him.
He chuckled. "Well, the boys and I down at the Res decided to do a little bit of student exchange," he explained. "Ready to put up with me for the next month and a half?"
I chortled loudly at that, and he laughed with me.
"That's awesome," I announced. "But why are you, you know, here? I didn't know you could act."
"I didn't know you could either," he retorted playfully, elbowing my side.
"I don't; Jessica and Lauren dragged me along."
His eyes got wide. "Ohh, okay, I see…"
I nodded slowly and grimaced. "Yep." I popped the 'p', and stuffed my hands in my pockets, rocking back and forth on my heels.
The double doors that led outside opened wide and none other than Edward Cullen strode in, stalking off towards Mrs. Hale like he owned the place, and looking more like a Greek god than anyone else had a right to.
He brushed past me and as he did, Jacob's lips curled back past his teeth in a snarl at him. Edward glanced back to glare at him as well, but never stopped his pace towards the drama teacher.
I looked at Jake confusedly, and the second he saw me looking at him, he replaced his snarl with a warm smile in my direction. I smiled back, but I was still perplexed as hell.
"So what part are you auditioning for?" he inquired, trying to change the subject and keep me from asking when he so obviously knew I was going to ask. What was that all about?
"Anything I'm given," I replied indifferently, trying to forget his hostile behavior to Edward. How ironic, don't you think?
I couldn't hear anything that Jake said after that; I was too busy watching Edward converse with Mrs. Hale. She flipped her perfect, flowing blonde hair back over her chair and shook her head at Edward, who was standing in front of her and seemingly begging for something. It was quite funny, actually.
Out of the shadows, the school's principal, Mrs. Cullen paced over to them. Surprisingly enough, Edward and Alice just happened to be hers and Dr. Cullen's foster kids.
"Is there something wrong here, Edward?" I heard her ask, though it was quiet, considering how far away we were from them.
Edward threw a pointed glance in her direction. "No, Mrs. Cullen," he answered curtly. Mrs. Hale said something to him and he rolled his eyes –even from here they seemed to smolder, so it was fairly easy to see what they were doing—and nodded, before taking a seat next to her in one of the old, scruffy fold-up chairs that occupied that entire part of the room.
"Bella? You who!" Jake waved a hand in front of my face, effectively bringing me back from my little Edward-obsessed world.
"Huh?"was my pathetic response.
Jake guffawed loudly. "Same old Bella," he mumbled, fingering my hair playfully. I swatted at his hands, and scurried away from him.
"Come on, auditions are about to start," I murmured, keeping at least an arm's length away from him. I may have not been girly, but no one touched the hair. It was frizzy enough without people running their hands through it all the time.
I tried to make my stance look proud as I walked past Edward and Mrs. Hale, but only ended up tripping over air, and Jake had to catch me. Edward snickered and looked away, and Mrs. Hale just smirked. I silently wondered what her problem was, but wasn't able to think about it too long, because Jake was now pulling me along, up onto the stage.
Mrs. Hale went through nearly every student, her expressions to each audition ranged from complete and utter repulsion to slight acceptance. She was never fully impressed by any of them, though.
I freaked out, but was able to get through it. Jake, as surprising as it was, did pretty well. I didn't know he could sing, but apparently he could. And very well, as far as I was concerned.
After everyone was done, Mrs. Hale announced that she would post the final choices tomorrow, as she was gathering up her things with such ease and grace. Mrs. Hale's beauty wasn't able to be compared with any model out there, she was that beautiful. Edward stood with her, and they walked out together. I heard Edward ask her, "Please?" one final time, and, once again, she shook her head. Edward groaned, and then the door closed behind them.
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"Since when do you audition for the theatre?" Alice asked in a disbelieving tone as she skipped into the kitchen, where I was currently sitting at the counter doing absolutely nothing.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I growled, the leaf on the plant near me suddenly becoming of the upmost importance, and needed every ounce of my attention. I didn't audition; I merely fought with Rose over what part Bella would get.
"Well," she began, plopping down on the stool next to me, "I See you and a certain Ms. Swan playing the leads in a play." She grinned evilly. "Phantom of the Opera, actually."
I scowled at her in shock. "What?" I asked stupidly.
She pretended to be contemplating something. "Well, technically she's only the understudy, but still."
Rosalie came in then. I flew up from my seat and stood in front of her. "You promised to give her the lead!" I snarled. She merely smirked.
"First off, I never said that I really would. If I remember correctly, I only said, 'I'll think about it', and I did. Second, sorry Ed, but someone was better. Lauren actually has a decent voice; better than Bella's. But I gave you a lead part, and she's the understudy. I was originally going to give her a minor part, like Meg, but I decided to be nice today." That was a first. "I did as well as I could while still doing my job correctly." She smirked again.
"I didn't even audition," I insisted. "And which lead? Aren't there two male leads in that play?"
"Yep!" Alice piped in from behind us.
"Phantom, naturally," Rose answered, and brushed past me.
"Ha, funny," I mumbled sarcastically. Of course she'd give me the brooding, darker role of the two.
"But maybe you'll get lucky, and Lauren will be sick the day of the show-"
"-she better not,-" Rose hissed.
"-and then Bella will be able to play! That happened to Jazz and I when he took me to go see it played in 1980-something — I can't remember the exact year — the woman who played Christine was actually the understudy, and she did great. You never know." She shrugged. She should know; she was the physic one.
Then I was hit with a brilliant plan: what if Bella was better than Lauren? What if someone could make her better? I voiced my idea, and both girls cracked up.
I frowned. "What? It could work."
"And who, may I ask, would teach her?" Rose asked.
"Me, of course." I said it as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. They both began laughing even harder.
I ignored them, and stomped out of the room. I'd show them. Bella was about to become the greatest singer they had ever seen, and I was going to be the one behind it.
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Jake drove me home that day. He was slightly angry about how slow my truck was, but seemed happy to be spending time with me. I hadn't seen him in months. He left his Volkswagen Rabbit back at the school, though, and when I asked him how he planned on getting it home, all he did was say in a very mysterious manner, "Oh, I have my ways." He seemed to be getting more and more confusing each and every day.
Jake was very hesitant to leave, and ended up staying for dinner. I was surprised that he didn't ask to spend the night, because, knowing Charlie, he would've said yes in a heartbeat. I admit that I was pretty glad to see him go, when he finally did. At 9 o'clock at night.
I sighed in relief as I plopped down on the couch. "Finally," I moaned.
I heard Charlie chuckle from behind me.
"He's only trying to look out for you, Bells. He's a good kid, and only means well; you know that." And I did.
I huffed. Why did dads always have to be right all the time?
"You're right," I sighed. "I'll apologize in the morning." I got up from the couch and began to trudge my way over to the stairs.
"Goin' to bed so early?" Charlie called.
"Yeah, I'm tired." I was halfway up the steps when I heard him flip the television on. A game was probably on.
As soon as I reached my room, I headed straight for my dresser, pulling out a pair of pajamas and my toiletries, and rushing to the bathroom.
My shower was quick; a simple, 'get in, get washed, get out' kind of shower. I was rather pleased with myself, considering that I usually lost track of time in the shower, and ended up staying in there for an hour before realizing –but only because there was no more hot water—that I needed to get out. I got dressed in what I brought quickly, brushed my teeth, and brushed through my hair. It was only twenty minutes since I had first gotten in that I returned to my bedroom.
I grabbed my iPod from its spot atop my desk and turned on one of my favorite soothing sounds apps. Also, while I was up, I grabbed a random book off my book shelf – it ended up being Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux, ironically enough – and turned off all the lights and plugged in a nightlight that I used for reading purposes and curled up on my bed, allowing myself to get lost with the characters in my book….
I didn't know how much time had passed, I only knew that about half the book went by, when I was startled by something outside my window.
Normally I was never the type to actually go and figure out what it was, I was more of the kind of person to shriek and hide under the covers – but in my defense, Renee let me watch too many scary movies when I was younger – so it was a big surprise when I grudgingly set the book down on the table and got out of bed.
I crept up slowly to the window, only peering out of it for something out of the ordinary at first, and when I saw nothing is when I opened it to get a better look.
There was nothing to find, or so I thought, so I shook my head at myself and began to close the window.
Then, out of nowhere, these scorching golden eyes were staring back at me from out the window.
*~*~*~*||Important A/N||*~*~*~*
Sorry for the cliffie. I seem to do this a lot with my other stories, so this one really had no hope of being different.
For those of you who wanted it to be Edward who she ran into, sorry to disappoint D:
Okay, time to clear some things up! ;D
The Cullens and Hales are all vampires, yes, but in order for it to work; they couldn't all be siblings, so I switched it up a bit.
Rose is Mrs. Hale, married to Emmett Hale, who is a car repairman in this, and Jasper is posing as their son, and Alice's boyfriend. And Alice and Edward are Carlisle, who is a doctor as usual, and Esme, who is the principal at the high school's foster kids. They tell everyone that Edward and Alice are fraternal twins, and their real parents died in a car crash, and Esme is really their aunt. In this story, Emmett, Rose, Carlisle, and Esme all look the same age, so Rose and Emmett get to pose as adults.
Also, like I said before, this is kind of like a present-day version of Phantom of the Opera. But with my own plot. You know, when the Phantom is in love with Christine because of her voice and whatnot, and helps her with her voice, and then kidnaps her… yeah, sort of like that. Except, Edward is just plain in love with her here, and just doesn't realize it quite yet ^^
I THINK that clears everything up, but if not, be sure to PM me with any questions you may have, and I'll be more than happy to explain! Oh yeah, and if you're curious as to what the stage room looks like, there's a picture up on my profile!
Any guesses on what's happening are well appreciated! You can also guess on what Edward had been begging Mrs. Hale for, though it may be obvious to some. :D
Review, please!