Hey. I am sosososoososososososososo sorry that I haven't updated in months. I had my grade 7 theory exam on monday and I had no charger to charge my computer. And the week before this was my 2nd mid semester exam. I'm so stressed. Sigh.
Oh, guess what? We found out when we went to the vet that Bella is actually a boy. Yikes! Yea, he was too fluffy so we never saw his... urm, you know, 'thing'.
Anyway, I made this chapter long so hope its okay. A bit of drama here so yeah, enjoy!
Here's chapter 21!
Disclaimer: Do I own Twilight?
No.
Do I own 'Disturbia'?
No.
Gee, I suck.
"Go to sleep. I'll wake you up when its time for lunch." I assured him, kissing his temple.
He soon fell asleep. I snuggled up beside him, thinking about how lucky I was to have him.
A week has passed since I had decided to join the modeling industry, working in the same company as Rosalie. Today was going to be my first photo shoot for the company and would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I felt like I had butterflies in my stomach. Only, these butterflies weren't fluttering - they were flying around, havockingly crashing into the walls of my stomach, making me feel as like I need to puke. Ugh. Stupid butterflies.
Well, I guess I found some comfort by the fact that I would be doing this shoot with Rosalie - but also with two other models, though that didn't comfort me at all.
"Good luck. I know you'll do great," Edward said encouragingly as he placed a short kiss on my temple.
"Thanks," I no more than whispered.
"Okay, Bella! Let's go. I'm so excited. This is going to be so much fun. We're doing this shoot with Victoria and Tanya. Well, Tanya has great fashion sense but I'm not so fond of Victoria. She always has this angry look, like she's going to bite my head off! Not that I can't take her, I just don't want to cause a scene. But I'll protect you if she even thinks of biting yourhead off," she said as she winked at me.
I responded with an emotionless laugh as I followed her to her car.
"Bye, Edward," I waved at him one last time. I saw him grin crookedly at mouth something, but I didn't quite catch it because Rosalie had shoved me into her car.
Once she started driving, I couldn't see a thing. Everything was a blur. Edward's driving was nothing compared to Rosalie. I gripped the seats as if my life depended on it, which I now thought it did.
Then, I heard the faint sound of sirens going off.
"Damn, cops." Rosalie muttered as she slowly pulled up at the side of the road. From the rear view mirror, I saw the cop pull up him motorbike behind us and unbuckle him helmet.
Oh shoot, oh shoot, oh shoot. I thought as the cop came closer to Rosalie's car. I was sweating like a pig.
"Bella, chill. I've got this whole thing under control," she said as she rolled down her car window. The cop bent down and was just about to speak when he saw Rosalie. His eyes travelled down to her cleavage and gulped.
"I, uh, um... Oh yes. Excuse me miss, but you went slightly above the allowed speed limit," he stuttered. Slightly?! I scoffed inwardly.
The man had a thin mustache and was probably in his late 40s. I saw Rosalie smirk victoriously.
"I'm sorry, sir. I don't know what came over me. It's just that, you see, my boyfriend and I are going through a rough time in our relationship and I've been very stressed lately. I never meant any harm," Rosalie said in an alluring voice.
The cop was hyperventilating and was now sweating. I looked the other way to hide my smirk.
"Well, gee. I'm sorry to hear that, miss. I'm sure it won't happen again so I'll let you off the hook. I hope you and your friend have a good day, miss," he said sympathetically, placing a hand on Rosalie's shoulder comfortingly. As he left, I saw him wink at her.
Rosalie smiled and waved as he walked away. When he was finally out of sight, she made a face a shuddered. "What a perv," she said disgustedly as she sped towards Seattle.
"You've been awfully quiet," Rosalie said as she looked at me, raising an eye brow.
"I'm just trying to guess how many times you've pulled that stunt earlier," I said, contemplating.
She laughed. "Don't bother, Bella. Even I've lost count. You know, you would be able to do it," she said, turning to me with a smirk on her lips.
"What? Me? Hah. Funny," I said, surprised at her words.
"Oh shush, Bella. It's very simple. Just flutter your eyelashes, pout a little more and speak sexily," she said nonchalantly.
Now she perked my interest. "Speak sexily?"
"Yeah, you know, the low, husky voice. It works all the time. Just try and follow how I say it," she cleared her throat, "Hey, can I borrow a pencil?" She spoke again in her alluring voice. "Okay, now you try it,"
I decided to give it a shot. "Hey, can I borrow - "
"No, no. More smooth and husky. Try it again,"
I cleared my throat, "Hey, can I borrow a pencil?"
"That's it, Bella! Now try it with the eyes and the lips,"
I giggled. "Hey, can I borrow a pencil?" I said, with pouting my lips and fluttering my eye lashes, like Rosalie had earlier.
"There you go! I knew you could do it. I can't wait to see Edward's reaction when he sees that," she chuckled.
Suddenly, the song on the radio changed. "I love this song!" Rosalie said smiling widely as she started to sing along to the lyrics.
"Come on, Bella. Let loose. Have some fu-un," she said, singing out the 'fun'.
I laughed and decided to join her. Soon, we were belting out the lyrics and laughing as if we were drunk.
"Disturbia, am I scaring you tonight?
Your mind is in disturbia,
Ain't used to what you like,
Disturbia,
Disturbia."
"Wooo," Rosalie howled as the song finished. By that time, we had already arrived at the Vogue building. I was amazed when we first entered the building. It was huge and very modern. Everything was shiny and vintage, nothing looked out of date. I guess that's what you can expect from the fashion company, right?
I followed Rosalie as she confidently walked into the elevator, the sound of her clicking heels echoing through the building. The butterflies had returned again as I watch the floor number go higher and higher. Dang those butterflies.
"Rosalie?" I called, my voice cracking slightly.
"Hey, what's wrong?" she asked, placing both hands on my shoulders.
"What happens if I do badly? What happens if I'm not what they expected? What if - " I rambled.
"Bella, they wouldn't have chosen you if they weren't sure of their decision. Trust me. I should know," she said, smiling warmly at me. "And you'll do fine. Just face the camera and give a fierce pose," she growled as she said 'fierce'.
I smiled back gratefully. The doors of the elevator then opened and I saw all the lights and the backdrop had been set up, with the camera in front of it all. The back drop was a solid white colour, with four large black cubes placed in different parts of the white background.
Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed me and pulled me away from Rosalie. I was shoved into a chair and was ambushed by a group of make-up artists. As soon as they were done with me, they called Rosalie into the room. I was talking to Rosalie while she was getting her make-up done, when I noticed two other models at the corner of the room - a blonde and a red head - drinking Starbucks while shooting daggers at me with their eyes. I recognized the blond from the first fairytale photo shoot I did - Tanya.
"Rosalie, who's the girl with the red hair?" I asked, a little intimidated.
Rosalie turned to see who I was referring to. "Oh, her. That's Victoria. I told you her face looks permanently angry,"
I gulped. "Are we shooting with them?" Please say no, please say no, please say -
"Yup,"
I groaned inwardly. After Rosalie finished getting her make-up on, Tanya and Victoria approached us. "Rosalie, it's good to see you again,"
"Tanya," she greeted giving Tanya a hug. "Victoria," Rosalie greeted curtly with a smile. Victoria smiled a smile which looked malicious.
"Bella, its good to see you again," Tanya said, giving a forced smile. Victoria just nodded at me.
"Well, let's go to wardrobe," Rosalie said cheerily, pulling me towards the rows of clothes.
"Bella, this is Angela. She's the head of the wardrobe department," Rosalie said, motioning to a petite brunette.
"Hi there, Angela," I smiled and gave a wave.
"Its nice to meet you, Bella. Now let's find something for you to wear," she said, dragging my down the long isle of clothes.
"Hmm," she muttered, as she flipped through the clothes, "Aha, I think this one will suit you beautifully," she said, giving me a red halter dress and handing me bright red shoes. She helped me put on the dress and the accessories, making sure everything was in place. Finally, I put on the shoes. Yikes, I thought, these shoes look deadly. The heels were so long that I was basically tip toeing. I just hoped I wouldn't fall in these shoes.
"Aww, you got the red ones. I'm so jealous," I heard Rosalie's voice say. I looked up and she had a small pout on her bottom lip. She was wearing a gorgeous pink dress with pink shoes to match.
"Why do the shoes have to be so striking? I mean, they look more exciting that the dress, no offense to the designer, of course," I wondered a loud.
"Well, we are doing a shoe photo shoot," she answered, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. which I bet right now, it probably kinda was.
"Oh, right."
We then headed to the set, were Tanya and Victoria were already waiting.
"Alright girls," the photographer spoke in a French accent, "its all about the shoes. I want over-exaggerated, unique and most importantly couture poses - I don't want amateur model poses now quick, quick. On the blocks."
I made my way to the nearest block and sat on it. Rosalie sat on the one closest to me. "Alright, girls. Let's start,"
I quickly started to think of a pose. I place on foot on the block and let the other remain on the floor while I leaned back and supported myself with my hands. After steadying myself, I looked at the camera, squinted my eyes a little and paused, waiting for him to snap the photo. After the first snap, I stayed in the same pose but moved a little, changing my facial expression as much as I could. I really did not know what I was doing. I must have looked like an idiot.
After a while, I decided to change my pose. I place both feet on the block and back so that I was making an 'M' shape with my body. After another few shots I changed again, placing both feet on the floor and bent them distortedly while turning my head to look the side. After a few more clicks, the photographer told us to change into our next costumes.
I headed back to the dressing room and met up with Angela. "Hey, how did I do? Answer me truthfully, I looked like an idiot didn't I? Oh god, I knew I never should have agreed to this. I knew - "
"Bella, you did wonderful! What are you talking about? You and Rosalie totally outshined Tanya and Victoria. Well, in the next shoot, its only going to be you and Rosalie. It's going to be a fun one. The back drop's going to be all black with sparkles on it and you're going to have dark make up and dark clothing and sleek black shoes. It's so awesome," she said exuberantly.
I chuckled at her enthusiasm. "Wow, sounds like fun. Let's do it."
While I had my make up done, Rosalie was keeping me company. From the corner, I heard Tanya and Victoria gossiping. "I mean, how could they possibly hire someone like her? It's clear the she's not fit for the job.I mean seriously? What does Edward see in her? He would obviously be better with me," She continued on and on with all the hurtful words but I tuned them out. I couldn't bear to listen to it.
Apparently, I wasn't the only one who heard. Rosalie looked like she was fuming. Although Tanya's words really hurt me, I couldn't let it show and allow Rosalie to break her friendship with Tanya because of me. "Rosalie," I warned.
"Tanya! Stop it. Just because Edward chose Bella over you doesn't mean you have to start bad-mouthing her. Can't you just get it into your head that Edward is not interested in you and will never be? You know what? Our friendship is over. Bella's like a sister to me so if you have a problem with her, then you certainly are going to have a problem with me as well you - " before Rosalie could pounce on Tanya, a few of the crew members restrained her.
"Like I care," Tanya said, rolling her eyes at Rosalie as she walked away with Victoria faithfully by her side.
"Rosalie, calm down," I said, standing in front of her. "I appreciate you standing up for me but there's really no need." I gave her a hug and soothingly pat her back.
"Bella, you can't let people continuously say things about you behind your back. Especially when what they're saying is just so cruel and unfair towards you,"
I smiled. "What ever it is," I said, trying to change the subject, "we've got a shoot to do and your make up will wear off," I said with a chuckle.
She smiled a little. "Yeah, I guess so - aaah!" she shrieked. Water was suddenly being dropped on Rosalie and I, smudging our make-up and wetting our clothes.
"What the - " we looked up and saw Tanya and Victoria smirking at us.
"Oops." Tanya said innocently, walking away like nothing had happened.
"That - " before Rosalie could run off to hunt Tanya down, I quickly grabbed hold of her. "Rosalie, its not worth it."
She seemed to calm down and sigh. "I guess we won't be doing our photo shoot now since our make-up's all smudged,"
While we were walking to the bathroom, we heard a voice calling us. "You two. Stop,"
We turned and saw the photographer running towards us. "I like the dark, melting effect. It gives a more... sorrowful look. We shall go on with the shoot. Now, go position yourselves while I take care of some stuff."
We nodded and went to go get ourselves ready on set, perplexed. We sat on black circular cubes with a dark back drop behind us. Suddenly, water started drizzling down behind us.
"Now," the photographer returned. "Give me dark and sexy," he smiled.
(Play song 'Bounce' to get the dark effect of the shoot :D)
Rosalie sat on the cube, twisting her legs in an awkward position while I leaned against her and placed my leg on the cube.
"Beautiful," the photographer complimented. "Give me a little pout,"
I pouted a little and drooped my eyes a little. "Yes, wonderful,"
After a few more shots, decided to lie down and pose. Rosalie stood behind me on her knees and placed her hands gracefully in the air.
(you can stop the song now. yeah, I know it was short)
Soon after, we were done, we went to wash off our make-up and change when we heard a conversation near by.
"What did you two do?!" shouted an angry voice.
"Well, if the girls earlier could do a hot, wet photo shoot, then so can we. And much better too!"
"Tanya. Let me be frank with you. You look like a drowning cat. Your make up and clothes with the water and melting effect do not mesh together. You look worse than the clown that performed at my daughters birthday party!"
I heard two screams of frustration.
"Hah, serves them right," I heard Rosalie mutter beside me.
"Hey, Bella, Rosalie," Angela ran up to us with papers in her hands just as we were about to leave. "I have some copies of the unedited photos from today for both of you. Do you want them?"
"That'd be great, Angie. Thanks," Rosalie smiled warmly at Angela and she handed her a few of the photographs.
While we were heading back to the car, Rosalie was busy flipping through the pictures. "Wow, Bella. These will be a great collection to your Polaroid."
"Polaroid? What's that?"
"It's a file were you keep the pictures of your past photo shoot so that you can show your future clients, if you want to be booked for a job. Think of it as a model's resume," she explained.
"Ah,"
After an hour's drive back to Forks, with the help of Rosalie's unmerciful driving, we managed to reach the house just as the sun was setting.
"Okay, Bella. Time to test the seducing skills I taught you earlier," she said as we got out of the car. She had a wicked glint twinkling in her eyes. "Oh, and don't forget to throw in some additional 'accidental' brush against the skin trick. That will definitely drive him over the edge,"
I chuckled.
As entered the house, Edward was climbing down the stairs. "Hey, how'd the shoot go?"
I didn't say anything. I just smirked and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the nearest empty room - the living room.
As soon as I shut the door I turned around. "Hey, Edward. I missed you so much," I purred into his ear, my lips beside his neck while I ran my hands up and down his arm.
I heard him gulp. "I missed you too," he croaked. He tried to kiss me but I placed my head on his chest, inconspicuously avoiding his lips to torture him. I then ran my fingers down to his stomach and started tracing random patterns.
His breathing increased. I looked up at him, pouting my lips a little and fluttering, just like Rosalie did earlier. When he was completely distracted, I decided to go for the kill. I leaned in and kissed him. He responded eagerly. It started out soft but it started to grow more intense. When I felt his tongue go over my bottom lip, I reluctantly pulled away.
"Edward," I breathed. When he had his full attention to me, I smirked and ran off. "I'm hungry," I called over my shoulder.
"Rosalie!" Edward shouted. "You've created a monster," he groaned.
"Oh, shut up Edward. You know you like it," she shouted back from upstairs.
Well, I know it wasn't that great or fluffy but I decided to try something different. I hope it didn't turn out too abnormal. That would suck :(
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And if you guys are in the mood to read more, check out my story 'America's Most Hated' which I have just recently updated.
-Sabrina-
