Hello my beloved readers. I hope you are excited as i am about the release of the twilight dvd. i'm exstatic and cannot wait until midnight tonight. Since i am a very bad person i did not preorder my copy so Marco and i are ploting to crash the party at hot topic to night so that we can make off with the free twilight things they are giving away (laughs evily) muhahahaha.

anyways this is the second chapter and it is kind of a fluff chapter but not really because it gives some back ground info on my lovely little character Stella. for those of you who know me personaly you will note some of the similar qualitiys that Stella and i share (no i dont go to Julliard but i want to) this is because Stella was created to bare my likeness for reasons that i do not wish to share with the general public.

also another not on robs character. The rob in my story is an invented character. He bares no likeness to the actual Rob Pattinson as far a personality goes. He just has his name and looks like him (example: the rob in my story likes some country music. as far as i know this is not true for the actual Rob Pattinson. the actual Rob Pattinson may or may not like country but seeing as i dont know him personaly i would have no way of knowing for sure but man if i did whoo). Rob's personality in this story is compleatly fiction so if you read some strange fact in my story its best that you not believe it. I will try however to put as much truth into his personalilty as is compatible with the story plot but please know that there are just some things that it is impossible for me to find out( like what he sleeps in and other personal facts) no matter how much i wish id did.

once again thanks for reading. I hope you enjoy. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW

if you do i will give you a cookie and money(not really lol)

much love to my friends and fam you rock

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Sum-La

Chapter two

Set up

Reading/writing music: Beverly Hills - Weezer

Stella's POV

The sleek black limo pulled up to the side walk in front of a fancy café on one of the busy New York streets. I slid out of the seat as the driver opened my door and was greeted by the cool night air. Warm yellow light pierced the dark night from the window of the grand café. From the window you could see rich ladies and men dressed in fancy dresses and blazers dinning inside. Off to the side a young man stood just out of the reach of the glow coming from the window. He spotted me and walked over his bronze hair catching the light as he passed the window. When he reached me a playful smile appeared on his handsome features. I'd seen that look before.

"Hello you must be Stella," he said in a light British accent extending his hand to me. I took his outstretched hand and shook it slightly fascinated by the softness of it.

"Yes," I said a coy smile unconsciously coming over my features. "And you are the famous Rob Pattionson," I said stating the obvious.

"That I am," He said with another smile. "Shall we," he said pointing to the café. I followed him as he led the way into the expensive restaurant. Inside the café was extravagant and fancy with chandeliers and candles creating a romantic atmosphere. He walked up to the Young hostess, a tall bottle blond with long legs and a short dress. She smiled as he spoke to her in his British accent. "Pattinson table for two," he said with a crooked smile. He really did think he was something didn't he? Flirting the whole time the hostess led us to a booth in a dimly lit area of the café.

"Here you are," she said with a smile at Rob. "Enjoy your evening," she walked off then her hips swishing as she went. She's lucky her waist is so small. If I tried that I would likely take out a building. I smiled to myself at the thought and took a seat. Rob sat across from me, an encouraging smile on his lips.

"So are you a big fan of twilight" He said flashing that cocky smile like he already knew what I was gonna say. Man I really hated guys who did that. Guys who had such big egos that they just expected you to like them. Guys who automatically thought that if they took you somewhere nice you were gonna sleep with them. It irked my nerves most of all when a guy doesn't even bother to listen to me because they think they know what I'm gonna say. It's like they don't expect girls to have brains or opinions. It made me sick. Snaping out of the rant in my head I answered his question.

"Actually no I'm not a fan of it," I say an arrogant smile forming on my lips. Take that Mr. I-think-I-know-every-damn-thing. "I read the book but I didn't like it," I continued.

"Oh well then," Rob said rubbing his neck like he didn't know what to say. Ha serves him right for thinking he knew what I was gonna say. I smile at him across the table as he continues. "Did you go see the movie?" he asks. I shake my head but continue to smile. He gets a confused look when I do this. Maybe I should explain.

"I didn't even enter myself in the contest. My friend wanted to improve my dating life, or lack thereof, so she entered my name in. She is convinced that my bad dating streak is over." As I say I have to laugh. "Allison is my best friend but sometimes her predictions get the best of her," He smiles at me then.

"Yeah I know how that is, getting caught up in a friends plan. My friend Mark is like that all the time. Sometimes it's best to just leave it alone." He laughs then as the waiter arrives to get our drink orders.

"What can I get you" the waiter asks Rob smiling politely. Rob looks over the drink menu for a minute then looks up and speaks to the waiter.

"I'll have the Catanalli if you don't mind" Rob says with a smile naming an exspensive white wine.

"And will the lady have the same" the waiter ask turning to me.

"No thank you" I say with a tight lipped smile. "I don't drink alcohol but I will have a sprite" I say glancing at Rob as I say this. His attention has drifted to the thin dark haired waitress at the next table waiting on an elderly couple. I can't help but roll my eyes.

When the waiter leaves Rob turns his attention back to me. "I noticed you had an accent. I'm assuming your not from New York" he says with another of his cocky smiles "Where are you from?" he asks. I really could say something very means right here about the obvious country accent but I chose not to and instead answer him.

"Yeah you're right about the accent," stressing the country twang that's always in my voice so that it's more apparent. "Allison and I are actual both from South Carolina. We're here studying at Julliard. I'm also working for the New York acting company part time" I say with a proud smile. I'd been so lucky to get a job at the company. My mom was so proud when I called home after my first semester at Julliard to tell her about my job.

"Oh really" he says with a smile. "What are you studying at Julliard?" he asks with a bemused expression on his face. He obviously thought that my enrolment at Julliard was funny.

"I'm actually taking advanced singing. I also study with a soloist coach," I say with a smirk. Bet he didn't think I had any talent at all. He probably thought I was just some wanna be piano player. Not that there was anything wrong with piano players. That was what Alison is studying at Julliard. Not that I think she needs it. Alison is a phenomenal piano player.

"Oh" he started but that was all he had time to say before the waiter returned with our drinks. We gave the waiter our orders and the fell into an awkward silence until our food arives. After that we don't really talk about anything important. Rob talks about some of his friends back in London and I tell him about Alison. I'm actually surprised to find out that Rob and I share some interests. We both like to read and like a lot of the same music. After dinner Rob ask me if I wanted to go somewhere else. Well since I'm on a date with a movie star I might as well have a little fun and I know just where to go.