This is a fanfic on Kristen and Robert ...
This kinda sucks, being the last bloke of the line wanting the same light then all the other better actors or in general men then me? Its like waiting for the ride that zooms and spins your head but knowing you will never get to the topo, início and get boarded. nor have the best photo.
I see the men walk past me with their smug of hope light up on their handsome faces. Going início to call their little girlfriends that they may be the seguinte Edward Cullen.But seriously what am i doing here? I;m just the dead Cedric from Harry Potter? One hit wonder?
"Mr Pattinson?"a older woman murmured tiredly from the room, its wasn't then that i realized that was my name, was i really next? i was alone, i was really the last one?
Hopefully lucky last as they say? i paced into the dark room keeping my head down, feeling the shame begin to burn in my cheeks, i dont think Edward is the blushing type? My coração raced , and my stomach jumped, thank god i hadn't had lunch or the director would be wearing it.
"Robert?" the woman spoke with a coursed voice, it was evident that she has done this what 3000 times already. Great, i will probably be one of the guys she auditions but isn't remembered, why am i not at início performing?
"Yes, that's me" i said, finding the courage to step progressivo, para a frente to grip her hand in greeting.
Her eyes glanced at mine and she slipped a impressed smile. Oh what do i do now.
She snapped her head to the left corner, where a small light shown. Her arm rose and indicted to the bed.
"This is Kristen Stewart, I've already casted her as the main female lead, Isabella Swan" She said, i could hear her voice warm.
"Its Bella," a sweet sounded from my side. A gracious laugh shared between Catherine (director) and Kristen.
"And Bella is the lover of Edward."
LOVER?
This kinda sucks, being the last bloke of the line wanting the same light then all the other better actors or in general men then me? Its like waiting for the ride that zooms and spins your head but knowing you will never get to the topo, início and get boarded. nor have the best photo.
I see the men walk past me with their smug of hope light up on their handsome faces. Going início to call their little girlfriends that they may be the seguinte Edward Cullen.But seriously what am i doing here? I;m just the dead Cedric from Harry Potter? One hit wonder?
"Mr Pattinson?"a older woman murmured tiredly from the room, its wasn't then that i realized that was my name, was i really next? i was alone, i was really the last one?
Hopefully lucky last as they say? i paced into the dark room keeping my head down, feeling the shame begin to burn in my cheeks, i dont think Edward is the blushing type? My coração raced , and my stomach jumped, thank god i hadn't had lunch or the director would be wearing it.
"Robert?" the woman spoke with a coursed voice, it was evident that she has done this what 3000 times already. Great, i will probably be one of the guys she auditions but isn't remembered, why am i not at início performing?
"Yes, that's me" i said, finding the courage to step progressivo, para a frente to grip her hand in greeting.
Her eyes glanced at mine and she slipped a impressed smile. Oh what do i do now.
She snapped her head to the left corner, where a small light shown. Her arm rose and indicted to the bed.
"This is Kristen Stewart, I've already casted her as the main female lead, Isabella Swan" She said, i could hear her voice warm.
"Its Bella," a sweet sounded from my side. A gracious laugh shared between Catherine (director) and Kristen.
"And Bella is the lover of Edward."
LOVER?