Romeo and Juliet

by Nicholh2008

Bella is paired with Alice for an English project. They have to recreate a scene from Romeo and Juliet, Bella's favorite play. But she doesn't understand how two people can fall in love so fast, until she meets Alice's Brother Edward. LEMONS!

22. Chapter 22

I want to apologize for taking so long on this, I didn't (and still don't) know where to take the whole Jacob thing. Don't get too excited about the long chapter, it's mostly the scene they preform.

This time my fave review is not from this story, but my one – shot called "extra credit." it's from Katy, hopefully she's reading this.

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Enjoy, and Review! (I was too tired when I wrote this, so it's not beta'd sorry!

Chapter 22

The next few weeks went fairly fast. When the weekends arrived we didn't have much to do but memorize out lines, witch normally ended in a heated make out session. Carlisle had come through on his promise and had a beautiful balcony added to Alice's room.

Jake called a few times, but every time he did I was busy with the project, or Edward, but I didn't tell him the latter.

School was better, Jessica backed off, for now at least.

The due date was approaching quickly on our project, so we decided to start filming this weekend. Our outfits had been in Alice's closet for a few days now. So here lies my current predicament.

"Ow! Damn it Alice! I do have feelings in my head you know!" I yelled through me clenched teeth. I had been sitting in her bedroom for an hour while she worked on my hair style. The was currently the fourth one she was trying.

"Sorry Bella, I just need to get this right." She pulled my hair some more and made twists and stabbed my head with a few more of those black things and stepped back. "There all done! I think this is the one! Go look." I really didn't care, as long as she left my pore scalp alone.

I looked in the mirror and was pleasantly surprised. "I like it! I think it'll work perfectly!" She had my hair in tight ringlets that flowed down my back beautifully, and the hair around my face was pulled back loosely (at least it looked lose, it was in fact secured very tightly!) I was happy with the way it turned out.

"Great, not stand still I need to take a bunch of pictures just in case we don't get everything filmed today." My eyes went wide.

"We better finish today! I do not want to go through that torture again!"

"Oh calm down Bella, let get you dressed and your make up on." She helped me put my dress on and tied the bodice up so it was ever so slightly pushing my barely there cleavage out for the world to see. Thirty minutes later I was dressed and ready to film.

Emmett and Edward came into the room and my heart fluttered. I had seen Edward try on his outfit at the last fitting, but his hair was relatively tame, and the suit fit him tighter, showing off his very muscular body. I wanted nothing more than to be alone with him right now. After, I promised myself.

Edwards expression matched mine as he raked his eyes over every inch of my body, lingering on my cleavage.

"Wow Bella, you look hot!" Emmett said.

"Err, thanks Emmett." I said blushing and turning my attention towards Alice.

"Okay, now Carlisle is downstairs waiting for us, he's going to be filming Edward, and Emmett is going to be on a ladder so he's closer to Bella so he can film her. Guys." She said looking at Edward and I. "Don't look at the camera. We only have so much twilight time out there and can't mess it up. You've been working on your lines right? You know what to do? Edward, you know when to climb the.."

"Alice, calm down!" Edward interrupted her. "You're gonna have a panic attack. We've got everything all ready. Bella's got the locket, we've already got our mikes on and we know our lines. Breathe."

She took a deep breath. "Okay, lets go. Bella you stay up here and wait for my text." I nodded and Emmett and Alice left. Edward walked up to me and gave me a gentle kiss.

"You too." He whispered. "Breathe, you'll do perfect. Just pretend like it's just you and me out there. You know these lines by heart. You'll do great."

I smiled at his confidence for me. "Thanks." I said "I love you."

"I love you too. Now knock 'em dead!" He gave me another kiss and walked out the door.

I took a few deep breaths and waited for the text.

BUZZ, my cue. I take one more deep breath and count to 10, giving Edward enough time to say his first line. Then I take my first step out onto the balcony and look out to the sunset in front of me, pretending I don't hear the velvety voice of my one and only as he speaks.

(A/N Edward=Bold, Bella=Italics)

But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!

It's hard not to smile hearing Edward quoting Romeo, but we've done this so many times I'm used to it by now. I sigh.

Ay, me!

Then wait.

She speaks:
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds
And sails upon the bosom of the air.

I smiled inwardly hearing Edward call me Angel, something he's called me before. I look up at the stars ready to say my next lines.

O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.

Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.

I hear Edward climbing towards me, and I pray he doesn't fall. I scream a little when he pops up in front of me saying his next lines.

I take thee at thy word:
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.

I love this part, speaking directly to him. It makes my heart soar.

What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night
So stumblest on my counsel?

By a name
I know not how to tell thee who I am:
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,
Because it is an enemy to thee;
Had I it written, I would tear the word.

My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?

Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.

How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,
And the place death, considering who thou art,
If any of my kinsmen find thee here.

With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;
For stony limits cannot hold love out,
And what love can do that dares love attempt;
Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me.

If they do see thee, they will murder thee.

Edward is standing in front of me, his hand cups my cheek as he speaks again.

Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye
Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,
And I am proof against their enmity.

I would not for the world they saw thee here.

I have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;
And but thou love me, let them find me here:
My life were better ended by their hate,
Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love.

By whose direction found'st thou out this place?

By love, who first did prompt me to inquire;
He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes.
I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far
As that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea,
I would adventure for such merchandise.

Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek
For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night
Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny
What I have spoke: but farewell compliment!
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'
And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries
Then say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo,
If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully:
Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won,
I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay,
So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world.
In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond,
And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light:
But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true
Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
I should have been more strange, I must confess,
But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware,
My true love's passion: therefore pardon me,
And not impute this yielding to light love,
Which the dark night hath so discovered.

Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear
That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops--

O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.

What shall I swear by?

Do not swear at all;
Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,
Which is the god of my idolatry,
And I'll believe thee.

If my heart's dear love--

Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee,
I have no joy of this contract to-night:
It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;
Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
Ere one can say 'It lightens.' Sweet, good night!
This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest
Come to thy heart as that within my breast!

O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?

What satisfaction canst thou have to-night?

The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.

I gave thee mine before thou didst request it:
And yet I would it were to give again.

Wouldst thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love?

But to be frank, and give it thee again.
And yet I wish but for the thing I have:
My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.

Esme is playing the nurse for us, She yells inside Alice's room.

I hear some noise within; dear love, adieu!
Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true.
Stay but a little, I will come again.

I run back into Alice's room, waiting for Edward to say his next line. I take a drink of water, my mouth is dry from nerves.

O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard.
Being in night, all this is but a dream,
Too flattering-sweet to be substantial.

I walk quickly back out to Edward.

Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.
If that thy bent of love be honourable,
Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow,
By one that I'll procure to come to thee,
Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite;
And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay
And follow thee my lord throughout the world.

Esme yells "Madam" inside.

I come, anon.--But if thou mean'st not well,
I do beseech thee--

"Madam!" She yells again. I turn my head slightly yelling towards Esme.

By and by, I come:--
To cease thy suit, and leave me to my grief:
To-morrow will I send.

So thrive my soul--

A thousand times good night!

I go back inside again. Edward is Climbing back down to the earth as he speaks his lines.

A thousand times the worse, to want thy light.
Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from
their books,
But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.

I rush back outside.

Hist! Romeo, hist! O, for a falconer's voice,
To lure this tassel-gentle back again!
Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud;
Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies,
And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine,
With repetition of my Romeo's name.

He climbs back up, enough that we are now face to face.

It is my soul that calls upon my name:
How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,
Like softest music to attending ears!

He leans in and kisses me. It take all my will power not to make the kiss linger. When he begens his descend I call him again.

Romeo!

My dear?

At what o'clock to-morrow
Shall I send to thee?

At the hour of nine.

I will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then.
I have forgot why I did call thee back.

Let me stand here till thou remember it.

I shall forget, to have thee still stand there,
Remembering how I love thy company.

And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,
Forgetting any other home but this.

'Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone:
And yet no further than a wanton's bird;
Who lets it hop a little from her hand,
Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,
And with a silk thread plucks it back again,
So loving-jealous of his liberty.

I would I were thy bird.

Sweet, so would I:
Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing.
Good night, good night! parting is such
sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

I turn and walk into the room one last time.

Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast! Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest!
Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell,
His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell.

Edward walks out of camera range after he completes his lines.

"AND.. CUT!" Alice screams from bellow. I come back out onto the balcony.

"Thank god! I thought my arms were going to fall off!" Emmett yells. We all laughed at him.

"Bella, Edward you guys were amazing! I can't believe we got that in one take! I can't wait for Jazzy to edit it and put it all together." Alice said bouncing up and down.

"Yes, kids you did wonderful. So Alice, when do we get to see the finished project?" Esme said beside me.

"Well, I can show you guys when it's done, but I don't want Edward or Bella to see it until the class does too." She answered.

"WHAT!? Why?" I yelled.

"Because, you'll try to find something wrong with it. And I want it to be a surprise! So there!" She said and walked out of my sight.

I sighed and walked back in the room. Esme followed.

"I'm proud of you Bella, all your work paid off wonderfully." She hugged me tightly. "Thank you." I was confused, so I pulled back and looked her in the eyes.

"Why are you thanking me?" I asked her.

"The look on my sons face was not an act. You have made him happier than I have every seen him. Thank you." She replied. Edward walked in before I could say anything. "I'll leave you two alone." She gave Edward a hug and told him he did a wonderful job, then left us alone.

"I told you you would be perfect." He said as he walked towards me.

"You weren't so bad yourself." I smiled as I closed the difference between us.

"Come with me." he took my hand and lead me over to his room. He shut and locked the door behind me. "I have wanted to take this dress off you the moment I laid eyes on you." He said in a sexy drawl.

That night consisted of us slowly undressing each other, and making love till we were too tired to keep our eyes open.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I really hope this lived up to your standards. I didn't really know what to do, in the newer movie they are in the pool, but not the original, and I haven't seen that one. So I figured one kiss was enough to make it authentic. Please review, and give me your thought on where you want this to go. NO, I'm not done with this yet! REVIEW!!