Hey everyone, I'm Hazl. :)

I'm gonna give you just a little background information on me, if you want to know more...check out my profile!

I have been writing fan fiction for almost four years now. I started out writing High School Musical fan fiction on small forums and message boards. I graduated to about two years ago, but really didn't start writing on here until last summer.

I now mainly write in the Twilight world. I am 100% Team Edward. My second favorite Cullen guy is Carlisle..I have a huge crush on him...lol.

Some of you may or may not know me because of my story Medical Miracle. It was a story that I wrote about Carlisle and a character of my own creation. I recently just wrapped it up, and I plan on writing a sequel to it in the future.

I have had the idea for this story since this summer. Since then my sister and I have been talking out how we think it should go. I'm really excited to be putting this up!

Title-Just Acting

Genre-Romance/Humor

Rated-T-Just in case. There will be no major violence, no curse words, and only suggested/minor SC if any.

Important info-Everyone in this story is all human, just because. For the record, in this story, Edward's biological parents are Carlisle and Esme. His biological siblings are Alice and Emmett. Jasper and Rose are biological siblings, but have totally different parents than Edward, Alice, and Emmett. They are in no way related to the Cullen family by blood. Bella lives in Phoenix with her mother and Phil, and has never moved to Forks to live with Charlie. Everyone will have very major tendencies of being out of character. Specifically Edward...haha.

Main parings-Edward/Rosalie, Edward/Bella, Alice/Jasper, and others.

Full Summary-Bella had always known, hated, and loved Edward Cullen. Edward Cullen had always loved himself. Bella would admire Edward from afar, but when the two would talk, they weren't very friendly. They were constantly picking on one another, and Edward would never stop teasing her. But Bella still continued to love him. He had big dreams of some day becoming a major celebrity. Despite how much he was loved back at his school in Phoenix, no one thought he could do it. Until one audition led him to the path of major stardom, and Rosalie Hale. Soon Edward Cullen became the hottest name in Hollywood. More movie deals came, a TV series, and of course...a lovely girlfriend in the form of the world's most famous female teen sensation, Rosalie Hale. He had it all by the time he turned sixteen. He cut off all connections to his previous life, eating up the world of fame. No one in Phoenix ever heard from him. So they watched his movies, his TV show, and of course the constant tabloids revolving around his relationship with Rosalie. Bella continued to have feelings for him, but her hate for him grew. Senior year rolls around, and Edward stops in...just to let everyone know he's coming back for his last year of school...to film a new reality show. He's more full of himself than ever, and tensions between Bella and him rise. Will the two of them ever get together, or will their completely different worlds separate them in the end?

When this story ends, I'm more than likely putting a sequel up for it, cause there's only so much that I can fit into one story without making it boring. Also as a pre-warning...I tend to be slightly anti-Jacob at times, and I apologize for that...he shouldn't have a very large role in this story anyway.

Also...I accept anonymous reviews...so if you are reading my story, don't have an account, and you are wondering if you can review...by all means you can!

Thank you so much, and I hope you enjoy Just Acting!

Chapter 1

At six, he ruled the playground.

At ten, he ruled the school.

At twelve, he ruled the city.

At fourteen, he ruled the state.

At sixteen.....he ruled the world.

Edward Cullen. Less than four years ago you could ask a hundred people who he was, and maybe one person would know him, if you were lucky. Now if you asked a hundred people who he was, you would be lucky if one person didn't know him.

Edward Cullen was a normal human being, just like the rest of us. Yet Edward Cullen had always been far from normal.

His father Carlisle Cullen, and his mother Esme, married right after high school. Shortly afterwords, they had their first son, Emmett. Why they had enough courage to have any kids after Emmett was beyond anyone's belief. But four years later Edward was born, making their happy little family four strong. Just a year later, they had their last child, a daughter named Alice.

The three kids grew up spoiled rotten. Carlisle and Esme had both come from very wealthy families, and Carlisle was a very successful doctor to boot. They grew up in a three-story mansion, wore designer clothes as infants, and had toys that were more expensive than some cars. Esme never did go to college to further her education, instead she stayed at home to take care of her three children. Even though she didn't try to play favorites, it still to this day is very obvious that Edward is his mommy's baby boy.

Esme never doubted how adorable her children were. When Edward was only three, and Alice was two, she would take them to photo shoots, and they became print models for various types of toddler clothing. Alice, even at such a young age, showed an incredible love for being photographed. Edward would soon fall in love with the camera himself, just not necessarily the camera that took pictures.

Far before Edward even starting attending preschool, he began to show an interest in the actors on television and in movies. He wanted to know more about what they did, and how to be like them. As a five-year-old, he knew the names of hundreds of actors, while other children only knew who Barney was. It was at this very young age that Edward started developing his passion for acting, and it hasn't left since.

In kindergarten he would walk around, talking about how he was going to be a big movie star someday. At the time, all of us really didn't care...since some girls thought they were going to grow up to become princesses and fairies, while some boys wanted to become superheros and Power Rangers.

But his mother didn't doubt her son's talent at all. She continued taking him to his photo shoots, but she would also take him to various auditions. Every now and then, Edward would get a part in a commercial, or a small part as someone's kid or little brother in a TV show, but never anything big.

As he grew older and went into junior high school, it was like suddenly every girl in the city of Phoenix was attracted to him. He had always been a cute kid, but the older he got, the more attractive he became.

Edward was tall, about 6'2 by the time he finished growing. He had pale skin, and an unbelievably clear complexion. His eyes were a bright, piercing green color, and you could get lost in them almost instantly. He had a smile that could light up any room within mere seconds. And his hair was a very unique bronze color. He usually left it messy and tousled about, and people usually described it as "sex hair." Which I wouldn't doubt at all.

His personality was almost as attractive as his appearance. He was sweet, caring, and very, very charming. Concerning girls, he was a total romantic. He also had an amazingly incredible sense of humor. He was the smartest kid in our class, and if he wasn't so dead set on becoming an actor, we all knew he'd make a very good doctor someday.

But Edward Cullen had one personality trait that could possibly be defined as his only flaw. He was so far beyond full of himself it was insane.

I don't think anyone in their lifetime has ever known anyone with as large of an ego as Edward. He's perfect, and he knows it. He's constantly checking himself out in mirrors, and he talks about himself all the time. He might as well marry himself...that's how in love he is with himself.

Despite his "celebrity" ego, he became the most popular guy in school within seconds, which no one was surprised by at all. He developed a large group of friends over a very short amount of time. He mostly hung out with the jocks, which was slightly odd since he didn't play any sports.

Of course, he also always had a girlfriend. Girls would fight to the death to be with him. However, he usually only dated the popular, cheerleader-like girls, as any guy with his social status would normally do.

Throughout junior high and into high school, Edward still continued to audition for various roles on television and in movies. Once during his eighth grade year, he nabbed a one-liner in a fairly successful movie. And in true Edward fashion, he made a huge deal out of it.

Edward still continued to preach that he was someday going to be the world's greatest movie star. His lifetime goal was to have the number one movie on the world blockbuster list. He never doubted that he would be able to accomplish this, but everyone else did.

You see, Edward was a good actor, a great actor at that. But all of us thought that he would never in a million years be able to make it in the business, let alone be as successful as he thought he would be.

We were wrong.

My name is Isabella Marie Swan, but I simply go by Bella.

I was born in the small town of Forks, Washington, to my mother Renee and my father Charlie. Just a year after I was born, my mom took me and ran off to her hometown of Phoenix. She just couldn't deal with Forks, and my father was unwilling to leave, so she left him. So Phoenix, Arizona is basically the only home I have ever known.

A few years ago my mother married her longtime boyfriend Phil, and he has taken me on as if I were his own daughter. Phil is a minor-league baseball player, and him and my mom sometimes have to travel around the country, leaving me home alone for several weeks at a time.

I still go back to Forks at least once every summer to see my dad Charlie. He never did remarry after my mom left him, so he lives alone in the same house him and my mom had lived in almost eighteen years ago. He's chief of police up there at their police department, and he seems content enough.

I love both of my parents a lot, but I'm obviously closer to my mom. I can tell her almost anything. She is always guaranteed to make me laugh with her childish personality. Thank goodness we got Phil...because when I move out to go to college, I have no idea how my mom would be able to take care of herself without him.

I'm your average girl-next-door. I'm not very tall...I'm about 5'4 in height, and weigh around 115 pounds. My body lacks any sort of muscular build. I have fair-colored skin, a rarity for someone who lives in Phoenix. My eyes are a dark chocolate brown, and my hair matches my eyes in color. My hair just sort of hangs there and doesn't do anything special. I'm not really much of a girly-girl....the color pink scares me. I'm sort of a tom-boy. I am fully content to wear a pair of comfortable jeans, a plain-colored t-shirt, and a pair of sneakers. I'm nothing amazing to look at, and I'm certainly no where close to being classified as beautiful.

I've always been fairly independent. I don't let very many people get too close to me. I only share my deepest secrets with my closest friends and family members. I like to spend time alone and just think to myself sometimes. I guess you could say I'm fairly intelligent...I normally get good grades at school. My sense of humor sucks, I don't know how I ever manage to make people laugh at my jokes. I'm generally kind of quiet and shy, unless I know you really well...then I'll never shut up. I have a sort of goofy and random personality, which is brought out the most when I'm around my friends or my mom. I don't really like to butter things up, I just tell it as it is. I have no sense of coordination what so ever, and I wouldn't doubt it if I was the clumsiest person in the whole world. Because of this, sports are not my friend, so I tend to involve myself in safer activities, such as the school newspaper staff.

I never have been incredibly popular in school. Sure people like me, but I don't have a huge group of friends. I always figured it was because I wasn't in any kind of a sport, or because I don't really seem very outgoing to most people. That's really fine with me. I'm perfectly content to just have a few close friends, rather than a bunch of friends who aren't really my friends to begin with.

I have had two best friends throughout my whole lifetime. The first one is Natasha Myers. She's the only child of a very rich lawyer and his wife. So she has always been spoiled. She has amazing clothes, an expensive car, and her house is huge. As if that wasn't enough...she's also incredibly beautiful. She's fairly tall, about 5'7, and she's super, super skinny and very athletic. She has long, shiny, straight blond hair that looks amazing whether it's up or down, straight or curly. She has perfectly tanned skin, and her complexion is almost crystal clear. Her eyes are a bright, light blue color, and she has perfectly straight teeth. She's head cheerleader, captain of the girl's soccer team, and captain of the volleyball team. But she is not your average jock/cheerleader girl. Natasha is also super smart, yet she is also a total blond, and has no common sense at all. She's all for school spirit, and she's been our class president since who knows when. She's certainly the most popular girl in the school, just because everyone knows who she is, but she really only has a few close friends. She's also quite artistically talented, which helps her out a lot when making "spirit signs" as she says. She doesn't run around and date every person on the football team...mostly because she has a list of qualities that she wants in a guy, and she won't accept anyone that doesn't completely fit the list. She will date though, but she always ends up dumping her boyfriends because they cheat on her, since she won't sleep with them. Natasha is a proud vegetarian, and has been since she was five years old. She is able to start a debate about anything, and she is also able to talk for hours about anything. She tends to get just a little annoying sometimes because of this.

But Natasha means well. She's a really sweet and caring girl. She volunteers a lot, and is always there for you when you need her. She has big plans of going to Harvard to study law, and we all know she can get there.

My best friend in the whole world is Haley Swing. I swear we were separated at birth or something, even though we look nothing alike. Haley is also an only child, and I think her parents are very thankful for that. Haley is about an inch shorter than me, and is similar to me in weight and build as well. Her blond hair has always been done in a straight bob, but she'll scrunch it on rare occasions. She has a medium skin tone, somewhere between mine and Natasha's. She always has had a little bit of trouble with acne over the years, but it's been getting better as she's gotten older. She has bright green "cat eyes", and her teeth are now straight thanks to the braces she had in elementary school. Socially, Haley would be defined as the class weirdo. She's insanely hyper, random, and her voice is very loud. She likes to dress in crazy outfits, and play with different types of makeup. She's a total goofball, and I don't think she even knows how to begin to be serious. Haley's also not that bright, she has no book smarts, or common sense, but she defiantly has more common sense than Natasha. Haley is famous for her "dumb moments". She has an obsession with sugary foods, and more specifically Mt. Dew. She isn't necessarily clumsy like me, but she doesn't really have any athletic talent. So Haley turns to the art club and home economics classes for self-expression. She also joined the Spanish club, and she isn't even in Spanish class. All she knows how to say is "Si" and she knows that "Queso", means cheese. Natasha and I are Haley's only true friends, even though Haley thinks she's friends with a lot of other people, but those people really just think she's weird. I don't blame them at all. Haley's dated before, and she even "has" a boyfriend right now. The only problem about that is that Haley only thinks she has a boyfriend. You see, sophomore year she was dating this guy named Rick, but he moved away last year and hasn't made contact with her since. I don't think she's caught on yet. So we just let her go ahead and think what she wants.

Haley loves fashion, and she plans on someday becoming a fashion designer. She hopes to open boutiques in large cities such as New York and LA. She has a very unique design style, but it may be just enough to make her excel in the fashion industry. Her favorite fashion accessory? Feathers. If Haley is not wearing an outfit with feathers on it somewhere...something is terribly wrong.

I tell Haley everything...she is the only person that I am able to open up to about my thoughts and feelings completely. She knows me better than anyone else in the whole world.

Why someone like me ended up becoming best friends with someone like Haley is beyond my comprehension.

As for me and dating...we don't really mix. I've dated a few guys throughout my lifetime, but it's never been anything that's lasted past a second date. Truthfully...I haven't even been kissed before. However, that's because of my regulations. You see, a long time ago I made up two rules concerning my first kiss. One, it had to mean something to me. Two, it had to mean something to the person I would be kissing. I just haven't found a person that has fit both of the regulations yet. No one here really wants to be with me anyway, and in truth...I don't want to be with any of them.

There is one other "friend" I guess that I forgot to describe. But you see he's not really my friend, more like my enemy.

That would be Edward Cullen.

Edward and I never have got along very well. Our mothers were friends, so they introduced us at a very young age. I was obviously a very smart little girl, because I already was able to pick up on how much of a jerk Edward was. He never seemed to take much of a liking to me either, because after that first meeting, it's like we declared war amongst each other.

As little kids he was mainly the one that did the teasing. He would pull my hair, eat my snack, knock over my block tower, and tell me I smelled like a dirty dog. Sure this doesn't seem too tragic, but as a little kid, it hurt me very much. As I got older, I started to learn how to fight back. I'd chase him at recess, stick my tongue out at him, and stick gum on his chair. This was far before we knew about curse words and real insults, but those came about soon enough.

Once we got into junior high, the teasing got worse. That's when we started insulting one another verbally, more often than physically. At this point in time it didn't really bother me anymore. In fact if I hadn't had the opportunity to pick on him one day, I'd go home feeling very upset. I craved making fun of Edward, and oddly enough I also craved him making fun of me.

As we got into high school, however, the real war began. Why becoming just a few years older helps you out in the action of picking on someone is unknown to me, but things certainly got more interesting. I don't think we were ever able to have a totally positive conversation with one another. We sort of went through stages with our insults. We'd start out in the burning stage, which is when we'd just start verbally "burning" one another back and forth. Next came the teasing stage, where we just kind of picked on one another. Last was the neutral stage where we were just kinda calm, and could maybe talk for five minutes before one of us had some sort of smart-mouthed comment to the other.

Why Edward Cullen had such a fascination with picking on me...I didn't know. He almost seemed to spend more time with me than with any of his other friends, and even his girlfriend at times. It's like he too almost craved making fun of me. I can't say that his teasing didn't bother me, or hurt me sometimes, trust me it did....but I wasn't horribly affected by it.

But despite how little or how much our feud truly bothered me, I had an intense and burning dislike for him.

No other person in the whole world made me as mad as Edward Cullen. I don't know what it was about him that made me despise him so much...but I did. I guess I felt like I was the only person that recognized the fact that he was a spoiled rotten, snooty, jerkish, egotistical, self-centered moron. I saw beyond his perfect cover and seemed to be the only person who saw that Edward Cullen wasn't as amazing as everyone thought. My hatred for him had seemed to grow even more recently, and I fully knew why.

However, don't let me fool you. I may not hate anyone else in the world more than Edward Cullen, but I also could never care about anyone else in the world more than him.

I am, and have been head-over-heels for Edward Cullen, just like every other person of the female gender in the world.

I can't ever remember a time when I didn't have a crush on him. I remember liking him in preschool, and my feelings have never changed since. If anything...they've gotten stronger.

That's why I've truly never been kissed before, it's because I've been hung up on him for the past thirteen years of my life, when nothing is ever going to happen between us, ever.

And how do I know this?

Basically it's the definition of impossible.

Two years ago, at the very beginning of my sophomore year, I finished paying for my lunch, and was slowly making my way over to my table, where Haley and Natasha were already sitting. I had ordered a slice of cheese pizza, an apple, and a bottle of water. We weren't allowed to eat anything with meat around Natasha. I laughed quietly to myself as I saw Haley furiously stabbing at her salad.

Brandon, Edward's best friend at the time, quickly darted past me to sit at a table two down from ours with some of his friends. Edward hadn't joined them yet, which was quite unusual.

I sat down in my usual seat beside Haley, and smiled across the table at Natasha, who was munching on some celery sticks as she read over her history essay for the fifty thousandth time.

I decided it was best to leave her alone for the time being, and I turned to Haley for conversation. That day she had decided to wear a hot pink t-shirt, and matching skirt, add twenty strands of different colored beads, and delicately place her feather headpiece on top of her scrunched bob. We started talking about the same history essay that Natasha was reading over, only Haley and I had decided to procrastinate and not work on it until Thursday night, since it was due Friday morning.

Edward suddenly caught my attention as he walked into the cafeteria, smiling at all the girls he passed. When I caught his eye, instead of smiling, he just laughed. I opened my mouth in semi-fake disgust, and flipped him off behind my back. I could hear him laughing across the room in response, but I knew he was too much of a goody-too-shoe to flip me off in return.

A few minutes later, as I was in the middle of plucking feather pieces off of Haley's back, Edward's voice broke through the crowd.

"Everybody." He said, as we all turned to face him, seeing that he was standing on a table located in the direct center of the room. True Edward fashion, he just had to make a scene.

"What do you want Cullen?" One of his friends, named Denver shouted out too him.

Edward merely smiled. "I have an announcement to make." He said, looking quite proud of himself.

"Get on with it then." I said, offering him a sarcastic smile.

He grinned. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, my fellow classmates..."

"Does he always have to take forever to get to the point?" Haley whispered to me.

I nodded. "He likes to hear himself talk."

"I am very proud to announce that I, Edward Anthony Cullen, landed the role in what is predicted to be this year's biggest blockbuster movie."

Everyone didn't really respond, knowing that Edward was probably either doing this for attention, or he was simply over exaggerating how huge this movie really was.

"The lead role." He said, sticking his hands in his jean pockets and looking around.

This caused everyone to respond with a little bit of shock. Edward had never gotten a lead role before. People all throughout the cafeteria started talking all at once, while I starred ahead in disbelief.

"And...and..." Edward said, causing the room to reach a complete level of quiet almost instantly. "I will be starring alongside the lovely, the talented, the beautiful, the amazing..."

"Lassie?" I said jokingly, causing a few people to laugh in response.

"No...not Lassie. Rosalie Hale." He said.

All of the guys in the room stood up and started woo-hooing and cheering for him.

So maybe Edward wasn't over exaggerating after all. Rosalie Hale was the world's most famous teen sensation. She was the exact definition of beauty. She was tall, and fair-skinned, her teeth were perfect, she had long, wavy blond hair, and bright blue eyes. Her twin brother Jasper Hale looked exactly like her, just in guy form. However as beautiful as she was on the outside, Rosalie was ugly on the inside. She too was full of herself, spoiled, and she frequently cheated on her boyfriends. As many people as there were that loved her, there was just as many that hated her. But she was without a doubt a talented actress.

"I leave for LA tonight." Edward said, with a smile on his face.

These five words hurt me far worse than any other words he had ever spoke before. Because I knew if he went to LA and actually did do a decent job in this movie, that he would never come back.

The room burst into complete chaos after that. Edward shrugged, and jumped down off of the table he had been standing on. He high-fived a few of his friends as he walked by their table, and proceeded to walk in our direction.

I didn't want to look at him at all, but I turned around to look at him anyway. When I did, he was standing right behind me, with a very soft smile on his face.

"What do you want?" I asked him. As soon as I spoke, the whole room instantly grew quiet once again. It made me feel very uncomfortable.

He didn't say anything, instead he reached forward and picked up my napkin.

"What are you doing?" I asked him in disgust.

He held up a finger as if to tell me to wait, as he took a Sharpie marker out of his right jean pocket. He took off the cap, and wrote something on the napkin with a flourish, before re-capping the marker and handing the napkin back to me.

I looked down at the napkin and saw that he had wrote his name in a fine, yet semi-messy script.

"What is this for?" I asked him, looking up to him for an explanation.

He merely grinned. "Keep it. It might be worth something someday." And with that he left the room in a flourish, and no one in Phoenix, Arizona has seen him since.

Well, that is, unless they've been to a movie theater.

So what do you guys think? Please shoot me a review if you have some time! I'd greatly appreciate it! Thank you so much for reading...I hope you enjoyed it!

~Hazl~