I would say I'm sorry for not posting as often as usual, but I'm really not, haha. I have a social life, too, y'know. And, I've got impetigo, which is a contagious skin infection. The infection spread into my throat and neck, so I was pretty sick for a while there. But, here's a short filler chapter. :D Enjoy!
"A true friend is someone who thinks you're a good egg even though he knows you're slightly cracked." – Bernard Meltzer
Alice's PoV
"Alice, phone!" my younger brother, Mark, called. "Hurry up, pixie ass!"
I growled at his stupid nickname for me before pushing myself off my bed and jogging down the stairs to grab the phone.
"May I ask whose calling?" Mark asked sweetly. "Bella? Oh, hey!" Mark has a huge crush on Bella. "I heard you beat the shit out of Edward Cullen. That's awesome!"
I snatched the phone out of his grubby, fifteen-year-old hand and smiled smugly at him before sticking out my tongue.
"Hey, B," I chimed, walking back towards my room. "What's up, home slice?"
"Ugh, Alice, don't ever call me home slice again," Bella answered in a disgusted voice. "But, we've got a situation. We're doing Romeo and Juliet for the school play this year and guess who's playing the main characters?"
"No," I gasped. "Not you and Cullen. Please tell me I'm wrong."
Bella sighed. "You're completely and totally right, Al. Mr. Allan and Ms. Wallace picked our parts for us. Could life possibly get anymore hellish?" She paused. "Knock on wood."
"I'm so sorry for you," I said sympathetically, flopping stomach down on my bed. "I wish there was something I could do to help."
There was silence on the other end. I could imagine Bella biting her lip, nervous about what she about to say next. I could tell this wasn't going to be good.
"Well, there is something you could do to help me deal with all of this," Bella replied slowly.
I huffed. "Just spill, Bella. No use in putting on a show when there's no audience."
She laughed nervously. "Well, I was sort of hoping maybe you and Emmett would try out for the play, y'know, so I don't have to endure this alone."
I groaned. "Bella, please! I like drama on TV, not in real life."
"But, Alice," she whined, already making me feel guilty enough to cave. "I'll be all alone. And remember when I joined the chess club in eighth grade with you so you could spend more time with Ben Cheney? You still owe me for that, Al."
I groaned again. Bella won, of course. I owed her for so much more, and I knew she'd bring it up sooner or later.
"Fine," I sighed. "I'll try out, but I'm not actually going to try, Bella. I'd happily be the costume director if I didn't know that Jessica Stanley was already doing that."
"You could be my nurse though, Al!" Bella pressed. "Then I could spend time with you rather than someone that'll look down on me for that picture."
"Jesus, Bella," I snapped. "How do you always pull the guilt trip so well?"
I heard her giggle quietly.
"This isn't funny, Isabella Marie Swan," I warned. "If I'm going to be your nurse, I think you owe me something in return."
"Fine," she laughed. "Anything you want, Al."
I grinned evilly. "I get to take you on a weekend long shopping trip in Seattle and buy you anything I deem necessary."
"Alice," Bella groaned. "Don't spend your money on me for God's sake. Give it to the less fortunate."
"Bella, honey, I consider your wardrobe the less fortunate," I informed her gently. "Now, do we have a deal?"
"Yes," she sighed quietly. "One whole hellish weekend in exchanged for a larger part in the school play."
I nodded in approval. Compromise was easy with Bella.
"You wanna help me persuade Em?" Bella whispered nervously.
I burst out laughing. "Emmett? In the school play? Yeah, good luck with that, B."
"You're my good luck charm," Bella whined. "Please, Al? I'll three-way call him right now."
"Yeah, I'll stay on the line," I answered nonchalantly. "I'm going to enjoy this arguement."
Bella grumbled under her breath before dialling Emmett's number.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Hey, Em," Bella greeted in her sweet voice that always guilted you into doing anything.
"What do you want, Bella?" Emmett sighed.
"How do you know I'm even asking for anything?" Bella asked innocently. "Maybe I just want to talk to my good friend Emmett Simon McCarty."
Emmett snorted. "I may not be book smart, Bella, but I know my best friend pretty well. You're using the voice, and if you just wanted to talk about something that doesn't involve me embarrassing myself somehow, you would have just come over to the house."
Bella huffed. "I didn't know I was so predictable."
"You are," Emmett and I replied at the same time.
I could practically see Bella scowling in frustration right now. She really was predictable once you got to know her.
"Okay," Bella started. "Y'know how I have to the fall play? Well, I just thought it'd be really sweet if you maybe, sort of tried out for it tomorrow after school."
There was a pause.
"Seriously, Bella?" Emmett asked sceptically.
"Alice already said she'd do it," Bella whined. "Please, Emmett? I need you there."
"What am I gunna get outta this?" Emmett asked.
"Anything you want," Bella insisted quickly.
"Anything?" Emmett verified.
"Anything," Bella assured him. And then added, "Within reason."
"I'm sure I could think of a suitable trade by tomorrow," Emmett murmured thoughtfully. "We've got a deal, Bella."
"Thank you!" Bella cried joyfully.
I rolled my eyes. The girl always got what she wanted.
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Rosalie's PoV
I was painting my toenails in my room like I did every Wednesday night. It was tradition. I always needed everything to look perfect.
My cell phone buzzed on my pillow. I smiled as I thought about all the possibilities for guys that could be texting me. I hadn't had any fun with a boy in a while....
I flipped open my phone without checking to see who it was. I liked the surprise.
Wanna do me a huge favour? :Cullen:
I rolled my eyes and smiled. The ultimate prize was texting me. Edward was probably the only boy that didn't want to have sex with me. So that made me want him even more.
No, Edward, I will NOT make out w/ u! :Rosie:
I loved messing with him. It was just too damn easy and fun. He always takes everything so seriously.
Ha ha, ur hilarious, rose. But srsly. I need a favour. :Cullen:
What? :Rosie:
Will u plz tryout 4 the school play 2morow w/ me? I don't wanna b alone w/ swan. :Cullen:
I gaped at my phone. Was he being serious?
Rosalie Lynn Hale dus NOT do fall play, cullen. :Rosie:
C'mon, rose. I'll do nythng. :Cullen:
I smiled evilly. This could be used to my advantage.
Nythng? :Rosie:
Nythng w/in reason. :Cullen:
Im sure i could think of somin by 2morow. :Rosie:
I already knew what I was going to propose to him. I'd just make it seem like I had to think about it.
Thanks, rose. I rly appreciate it. :Cullen:
Ya sre sre. Jst don't expect som grand performance. :Rosie:
I wodnt expect nythng less from u rose, haha. :Cullen:
I smirked and closed my phone. A play, eh? This could get me into Edward's pants, if things went according to the scheme I was planning in my head. Maybe I could be Juliet and Edward could be Romeo. Edward hadn't said whether he already had a part or not...
"Jasper!" I called. "Come here!"
Jasper clambered up the stairs and into my room. He was the more passive twin out of the two of us.
"What, Rose?" he asked warily.
"Did you know that Edward has to be in the fall play?" I asked, looking at my toenails.
I looked up when Jasper didn't answer. He was blushing. What the hell?
I motioned for him to answer me.
"Yeah," he blurted.
"Why are you all nervous and blushing and shit?" I demanded, scowling.
"It's n-nothing, Rose," he stammered. "Really."
"Tell me," I commanded.
"Rose–"
"Tell me, Jasper," I snapped.
"Fine," he answered indignantly. "Alice Brandon told me."
My scowl became more pronounced. "Why were you talking to Alice Brandon?"
He shrugged and looked away, blushing even harder.
I rolled my eyes. "Jazz, it's alright if you like her. She's alright. But, Swan, on the other hand..."
Jasper grinned at me. "Yeah, Alice is wonderful."
I smirked at his enthusiasm for the girl. This was the first time I'd seen him like this.
"Just be careful," I warned him. "Swan rules that posse and I don't want to see you get sucked in."
Jasper nodded and headed for the door.
"Oh, Jazz?" I called, remembering why I called him to my room. "Are you going to be in the play, too?"
Jasper nodded, not looking at me. "I'm a part of the crew though. I'm on lights, I think."
I nodded, satisfied. "Okay, thanks, Jazz. See you in the morning."
"'Night, Rose," he murmured before leaving my room.
Well, well, well. This play was going to be a full-on Swan versus Cullen feud. Juicy.
How'd you like Alice and Rosalie's PoV's? I liked writing Rosalie's the best. She's so fun to write, I think.
Well, we got a bit more of a glance into Edward's friends lives. I like the way Jasper and Rosalie turned out. Maybe I'll add them into the story a bit more later on.
The next chapter's the tryouts and Edward and Bell's second tutoring session. That'll be fun, haha. Well, I'm off to watch Beauty and the Beast, 'cause I'm sweet like that.
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