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Author's Note: I posted this chapter without my Betas cause I was just so excited I got a little bit of a response about the story. I really enjoy writing it, hoping you'll guys like as much as I do. Please tell me how you like/hate it?
"From Yielders All Things Catch"
After having lunch with Alice, Jasper, Angela, Ben, Emmett, and Rosalie I was starting to feel like the 7th wheel again. I mean I'd been friends with all of them for years but just being with them, when they were so together sometimes, made me ache for Jacob again. No maybe not Jacob, I knew I was over our relationship, I think I just missed the togetherness of a relationship. I sighed. I walked back to my car, thinking I'd go back to the theatre and go work on my notes or something. Suddenly my phone was going off. Hope it's not an actor calling off... Nope not a number I recognized. I briefly considered letting my voicemail just get it. But that wouldn't the responsible Stage Manager thing to do.
"Hello?" I answered
"Can I please speak with Bella Swan?" said a smooth velvety voice that made my heart stop... "Hello?" said the voice again. I'd forgotten my own voice.
"This is Bella" I said once I found it.
"Bella, this is Edward Cullen, Emmett's brother. He gave me your number about doing some musical work for the show he's working on right now?"
Oh my God... This was Emmett's brother? He sounded like a Greek god or something. Oh well, he's probably taken or gay. He's gay that's why Emmett must not talk about him. Wait! Did Emmett talk about him? I'd have to ask Alice.
"Yeah, hey, he said you'd be calling today. When would you like to come by the theatre and get the notes? I'll be there all night and most of Saturday." I said, trying to push the voice and thoughts that were filling my head out.
"Um, I have plans this evening but I will come by on Saturday. What time?" he asked me.
"We will start about 2, most of the production crew will be there to watch the rehearsal and takes notes. It might be a good idea for you come early, I'll go over the notes, then you should stay for the rehearsal and make your notes, ideas, etc. How does 1:30 sound?" I asked.
"That sounds fine. I'll be there." he said.
"See you then." I said as I pressed the end button.
I texted Alice really quick. "Does Emmett ever talk about his brother?"
I got into my truck and headed back to the theatre with thoughts of that velvety voice in my head.
The rehearsal went fairly well. A few people had trouble with the lines. Rosalie was perfect as always. Mike was getting better. James reminded everyone that tomorrow we'd have the tech crew watching and to kick into "audience mode" as he called it. I was just ready for the night to be over with. I still hadn't heard from Alice, but I got lousy reception in the theatre most of the time. After I packed up and locked up I was walking to my truck when I saw Mike waiting by it for me. I groaned inwardly.
"Hey Mike, what's up?" I asked him, silently hoping he's not gonna make a pass at me again.
"Rehearsal went pretty well." he said, "Want to go grab a drink or something?"
Yeah, I thought, let's go get Bella drunk so we can "hook up" again. You'd think a year would go by and he'd get the point. "Mike, I've got a lot of work to do before tomorrow's rehearsal. Besides I don't date actors. " I replied with the same smile I'd given him last time he asked this question.
"I know you don't date actors Bella, I just wanted to talk to you." Mike smiled sadly at me.
Feeling guilty, "What did you want to talk about Mike?" I asked him.
"I just wanted you to know that, if I had known what happened last year I wouldn't have made any passes at you at the cast party. I'm not a bad guy, most of the time anyways. I just have always wanted to apologize for that error in my judgment. I've always liked you. Ever since I offered to walk you class your first day at Forks. You deserved better than that, but having you there willingly, well I'm only human" he said sheepishly.
"I understand that Mike, it was my own fault. I've never blamed you. No hard feelings?" I said. I never realized that he just wanted to apologize but thought he just wanted get into my pants again. Maybe Mike Newton isn't such a bad guy after all.
"No hard feelings, think you could put in a good word with Lauren for me? I know you guys talk." he said shyly. I thought I saw him checking her out during rehearsal tonight.
"Sure Mike, have a good night!" as I climbed into my truck. I just wanted to get home and crawl into bed. I turned up my radio, put on my favorite cd and just jammed all the way home until all thoughts about Mike and Jacob were far away.
I'd only been in town for a few weeks and I was already miserable. I was starting to wonder why I'd ever let Emmett talk me into coming out west. He said this was "the" place to be. I'd written a couple of music articles for a small newspaper but no real work to do. My phone was ringing. Emmett call was calling.
"Hey Edward" said Emmett once I'd answered the phone. "What are you up to?"
"Hey Emmett. Not much really. I haven't got much to get into right now." I told him simply.
"I've got some work for you" he sounded excited.
"Really? What kind of work?" I asked knowing Emmett's idea of work and mine were slightly different.
"Well, you know the show I'm working on at Theatre Seattle?" he was saying.
"Yeah, I don't know man, I'm not much into manual labor at the moment" I told him, he knew I was depressed since getting here. I didn't know what I had gotten myself into trying to start out new. I wasn't as outgoing as Emmett was and I was thinking I should just go back east, where at least I knew a few people.
"I've got your kind of work for you actually. The Musical Director quit this morning and they need someone to replace him, you might like it. I said you'd do it so, call the Stage Manager, Bella Swan. She'll get you the notes and anything else you need. Got a pen I'll give you her number" he told me as I grabbed a pen, at least it was something to do.
"Okay ready" after I got the phone number for Bella Swan I asked him the show.
"A Midsummer Night's Dream, right up your alley little bro. We'll leave for concert tonight about 9, see you then" he said and hung up. We were going to go see a band Emmett really liked called Truth Squad that was in town tonight. Hopefully they'd be decent and I could write an article for the Loaf about them. Music was my passion. I decided to dig up my copy of Midsummer and do a little reading before I called Bella Swan. For some reason, I was a little nervous about calling her. After reading for awhile I picked up my phone and dialed her number. Someone picked up right when I thought it was going into voicemail.
"Hello?" a beautiful voice answered.
"Can I please speak with Bella Swan?" I asked. No one answered, I looked at my phone, no someone answered I wasn't imagining that beautiful voice. "Hello?" I said wondering if the same voice would answer.
"This is Bella." said the voice. Now that voice had a name.
"Bella, this is Edward Cullen, Emmett's brother. He gave me your number about doing some musical work for the show he's working on right now." I waited for Bella voice again. It had a musical quality, something special to it.
"Yeah, hey, he said you'd be calling today. When would you like to come by the theatre and get the notes? I'll be there all night and most of Saturday." she answered me. Man I really wished I wasn't going to that stupid concert now, I'd rather meet the person behind that voice.
""Um, I have plans this evening but I will come by on Saturday. What time?" I asked her hoping it would be early.
"We will start about 2, most of the production crew will be there to watch the rehearsal and takes notes. It might be a good idea for you come early, I'll go over the notes, then you should stay for the rehearsal and make your notes, ideas, etc. How does 1:30 sound?" she told me.
"That sounds fine. I'll be there." I told her. I knew I didn't have anything better to do with my day tomorrow. It would give me some time to finish up reading the play.
"See you then" she said and hung up. Maybe Seattle isn't such a bad place after all. I'd have to ask Emmett or Rosalie about Bella. I spent the rest of the afternoon reading the play that I was now working on and googling other productions and the music used. I think I had some good ideas forming now. I guess I would just have to see how it went tomorrow.
Emmett and Rosalie walked into the apartment about 8.
"Hey bro! How was your day? Did you call Bella? I need to take a quick shower and then we'll head out" he called to me as he walked into his bedroom, leaving me alone with Rosalie.
"Hey Edward, how you doing? Liking Seattle any better?" she asked me quietly. I'd knew Rosalie pretty well, considering my brother was about to ask her to marry him. So I didn't feel too weird asking her about Bella.
"Seattle is getting better, we'll see about the musical talent tonight I guess. I called Bella this afternoon, she seems nice." I casually said.
"Yeah I went to high school with her back in Forks. She's a good person. She's really close to my brother's girlfriend Alice. She's a good Stage Manager. She'll get you caught up in no time. She let me leave early tonight so I go to the concert with Emmett" she said. I didn't want to ask anymore and get any questions in return so I left it at that.
The night ended up alright. Truth Squad was pretty decent, even the song about potatoes I liked. I bet I could get a decent piece on the in the Loaf. But as I got into my bed it wasn't Truth Squad I heard in head, it was Bella.