Disclaimer: S. Meyer owns everything Twilight. I do not own Bewitched either. :( … unfortunately

A/N: The following chapter is dedicated to my best friend, Ana Duarte…

On the other note, I was requested by lilcheekyelaine to write at somebody's point of view and so I am.

Bella's POV

He loves me! He really does love me! He loves…me! But, that's not even the best part! He doesn't care I'm a witch! He said it himself! He doesn't care! And I didn't even have to cast a spell on him! It was all him! He fell in love with me! He really did! Ha, I proved Charlie wrong! For once, I don't have to cast a spell on someone in order for them to love me back! Could my life as a mortal get any better? Seriously, I don't see why mortal complain about their lives so much!

"Money…right, I have to remember that… I always forget…" I answered while Edward reached for his pocket laughing at my comment and retrieved a thick wallet with flowing cash on it. I stared at him with question in my eyes as he flipped the laptop close and gestured me to walk next to him.

I took his hand eagerly, probably a little to eagerly, and walked side by side. I held his hand and I could've sworn that I felt electric shots rise up my arm in that instance when our arms were intertwined. There was rain falling from the sky as we walked down the streets of Forks. I looked at him for a second and found him staring at the floor, a faint blush appearing on him cheeks. He was wearing a blue button down shirt with black pants and newly black polished shoes. We arrived at his car which was a silver Volvo that faintly stood out from the row of cars that were parked on the driveway. Once he was on the side of the driver's seat he caught me staring at him and a small smile appeared on his lips.

"So much for staring, Miss Swan…" he teased.

I rolled my eyes and opened the door. I jumped inside and slammed the door behind me. Edward was already turning on the engine of the car.

"Where are we going?" I asked him once we were exiting the parking spot.

"With my brother, Jasper, his holding auditions right around the corner…" he replied as he did U-turn.

And sure enough, after about three minutes, I could see, through the faint fog, a number of girls lined up in rows talking and chatting to one another excitedly. We ended up parking at a school parking lot that said Forks High School. Without hesitance, Edward got out of the car, and I did the same. We went to the back of the car as he pulled on my arm towards the entrance of the school. We went straight to the gym, where the line started and ended up to the outside parking lot. Finally, I caught sight of black cameras, carton sets, and a crew of chatting people. There was a bunch of strange stuff I didn't recognize.

Edward tapped a man on a director's chair on the shoulder. The man turned around and I could tell from the description that Edward had given me of his brother that this had to be the one and only Casper. He had the blue eyes, blonde air, and tall figure.

"Hey, Jasper, this is the girl I was talking to you about…"Edward trailed off staring at me suggestively. Casper, on the other hand, was examining me from head to toe that it made me feel self conscious of what I was wearing. I should've probably worn a better outfit.

"Are you an actress?" the director asked placing a hand on my shoulder.

I shook my head. "No, never, I can't."

"Oh, come on, anyone can I act. If I can act, you can act." Jasper replied.

"Amen." said Edward. Jasper turned to glare at him. "Sorry."

"So… Bella you are the star of the moment. Do you want to be rich and famous?" Jasper asked.

"I just want to be normal." I answered sincerely.

"Well…acting is better than normal. You get to pretend you're normal. And if you're good at it you become a big star."

"Really?" I twitched my noise.

Suddenly, the mood seemed to change from the cheery, peaceful talk to an exciting expectant atmosphere. The expression on Jasper was beyond words as a large grin spread across his face. He placed his hands tightly on my shoulders and shook me.

"I need you." Jasper replied. "We…" he placed his hand on Edward's shoulder. "Need you."

"What do you me-" I was about to ask when he shouted.

"Alice!" Jasper screamed.

Immediately, a short pixie-like girl with short spiky black hair came running with a microphone in her hands and a monitor hooked to the pocket of her jeans. "Don't tell me you need more coffee…" she glared at Jasper.

"Bella do it." demanded Jasper with such longing clinging to his voice.

I twitched my noise. Alice, the cute little girl, started jumping up and down squealing in surprise. "She's perfect."

"Do it again."

I twitched my noise and it didn't surprise me when Jasper started dancing. I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Come on, come on."

There was a large green screen and in front stood a wooden stool where Alice pushed me to sit on. "We would just like you to read the script…" she handed me a large white 'script' from which I was supposed to read from.

"Now, we would like you to start reading from page thirteen." Jasper in the front shouted.

I started reading the script and I giggled.

"Out loud." Jasper replied. I looked up.

"Yeah, just to get an idea of what it could sound like." Edward assured me.

"Oh, okay." That makes sense. "Uh…Int. Honeymoon Suite…" Everyone groaned.

Edward came to me and grabbed the script pointing at the part where it said Samantha. "Just read the part where it says Samantha."

I blushed. "Darrin, there is something I need to tell: I am a witch." I read. Realization came to me quickly and stood up away from the stool.

"I'm not a witch." I looked at Edward and then at Jasper.

"You're about to…on the next page." Jasper replied. "It's Bewitched."

"She's never seen Bewitched." replied Edward.

"What? Who's never seen Bewitched…?" Jasper laughed followed by murmurs and giggles from the crew behind close cameras.

"Okay, this is what we are going to do…" Edward said grabbing a stool off set and sat next to me. "I'm going to ask you some questions and you are going to answer them as if you were a witch. Easy enough?"

I nodded my head. How hard could it possibly be?

"Are you're parents involved in the witch world?"

"Yes, both of them." I told him. "Although, my mom tends to disappear quite often."

"Right… be sure to take a note of that, Alice…" he pointed at the little girl.

"What's it like dating a warlock?" he asked leaning towards me.

"OH, horrible. No plans on going back there again!" That was for sure. No acting there. "Not like you, though…" I trailed of and Jasper stifled a cough.

"And poison apples?"

"You need a permit for that…" I informed him with a chuckle.

"Good to know… and what's your favorite spell." He asked.

"No, I'm not going to answer that because I'm quitting…so…" I stuttered.

"Are you sure you've never seen Bewitched because you seem quite involved with the character, Samantha…" A high soprano voice said that came from the little pixie-like girl.

"Can I ask you a question?" I folded my legs.

"Sure, ask us anything." said Jasper.

"For how much longer do we have to do this?" I bit my lower lip nervously.

"No not much longer." Edward shook his head toward the crew. "Of course, if you do the show, will be together forever…"

"Together? Forever?" I asked him.

"I know you don't have a job. Will you do this show?"

"This show?" I confirmed. "The Bewitched Show."

"Yes." his green eyes sparkling with doubt. Is there anything I couldn't possibly deny him?! "Will you be my on-screen wife?"

"Oh, Isabella Marie Swan, what are you doing?" I murmured to myself.

I grabbed Edward's hand and replied: "Yes."

Everyone who seemed to present cheered.

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"Once upon a time there was a typical American girl who bumped into a typical American red-blooded boy." the narrator of the Bewitched so said. "She bumped into him again and again."

I laughed as I watched the actress Elizabeth Montgomery bump into her co-actor. The doorbell rang and I went to get it. There I saw the woman I saw in the supermarket leaning against the door frame of my house with a basket full of Bewitched merchandise, like T-Shirts, treats, candy, chocolates, and snow globes.

"Hi, I'm Rosalie Hale. I'm your next door neighbor and I found this basket I'm guessing it's yours…"

I grabbed the basket from her hands and went inside telling her to come inside as well.

"So…what is all this stuff about?" she asked me as she took a bar of chocolate.

"You see, I'm playing Samantha on the Bewitched show. There re-doing it." I smiled at her.

"No way, no way!!!!" she jumped. "Is it the show about the genie?"

"No." I shook my head. "Unless, there are any genies in Bewitched…"

"Not that I remember." replied Rose. "Look, that's you!" she said pointing at the T.V. where Bewitched was having its introduction and sang the theme song along.

"You know it?" I asked her.

"Watch it every night." she smiled. "So… are you like a famous actress now?"

"Dunno." I shrugged. "I guess."

"Watch the nose. That must be hard."

"Oh! No! That was easy! In fact, that is how I got the job!" I shouted in surprise.

"Hey, who is going to place your husband?" she tugged me on the shoulder.

"Edward Cullen!"

"Oh, my god! Are you freaking serious?" she asked. "He's my brother-in-law"

"He's amazing!" I assure her.

"And single." Rosalie placed her hands on her hips. "Everyone knows he just got a divorce with his supermodel wife, Tanya Denali."

"All I know is my father would never approve…"

The doorbell rang and I went to get it. There was no one there so I slammed it close. When I did my father appeared behind me.

"Daddy!" I scolded him. "Are you stalking me, again?"

"What won't I approve of?" Charlie asked.

I rolled my eyes as I walked back into the kitchen where Rosalie was drinking a glass of water.

"Funny, how you talk about your father and he just appears…its like magic! Puff!" she used her hands to show the puff!

"Daddy, this is my neighbor, Rosalie Hale, the woman we saw in the supermarket with the crying baby." I introduced him to her.

Charlie grabbed her hand and shook it with both of his. "Glad, to meet your acquaintance, Miss Hale."

"Oooh, what's cooking good looking?" Rose replied. I sighed. "Stop it dad."

"What?" he faked innocence. I pursed my lips into a frown. "Oh, fine, back to the subject."

"Oh, yeah, Bella has a new man. He's going to be her husband on that new Bewitched show when she plays Samantha." she wiggled her eyebrows showing him a snow globe of Bewitched.

"Bewitched?" Charlie asked me.

"Yup."

"You can't." Charlie frowned. "Have you lost your head? Cause apparently you have!"

"Why can't you just be happy for me?" I asked him. "I'm finally normal. I am a very wealthy, rich and famous actress who doesn't have to pay rent. How normal is that?"

"Yes, very normal indeed." Rosalie teased with a chocolate bar in her mouth.

"So…what about this man!" started Charlie.

"No, I am not talking about him with you."

And that was the end of the conversation with my father, Charlie.

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