A/N Heyy, just thought I'd say hi before you read this. It's my first fanfic, so please be nice :P oooo nearly forgot, please review, I will continue if I know people want to read it.

Overview Bella is in a band with her high school best friends, Alice and Rosalie's boyfriends, Jasper and Emmett. However they need a vocalist, can Edward fill this gap and the emptiness Bella feels due to being the only single person in her group of friends or will complications make this too difficult.

Phenomenological Styrofoam

"Oh my effing god Bells, you're effing amazing," Alice squealed as she ran backstage to meet me.

"Thanks babes, I swear I was so nervous when I started and I think I missed the first few chords, but after that it was so much fun. I wanna do it again!" I gasped for air, out of breath after my little speech.

"So you're glad I made you do it now, huh?" Rosalie asked as she came around the corner, arms folded across her chest, perfectly shaped eyebrows raised.

"Yes, Rose you are officially the best friend I could ever want," I shrieked, still on a high from my performance. I pulled her into a hug.

"Ahem," Alice coughed from behind me.

"You too Ali, I love you both," I pulled her into our hug as well.

"I do hope we aren't interrupting anything ladies," Emmett said in a falsely posh voice from behind me as he arrived with Jasper. "By the way Bella you were really, really good out there."

"Thanks, Em."

"We were thinking," Jasper began, glancing nervously at Emmett. "Do you want to take James' place in the band permanently?"

"Are you guys serious? I'd love to!"

They grinned at me and the five of us walked out to our respective cars and drove home.

* * *

That was two years ago now. I am Bella Swan, guitarist in the band Phenomenological Styrofoam (Emmett came up with the name, don't ask!) and high school senior. Two years ago my best friends Alice and Rosalie persuaded me to play a gig with their boyfriends Jasper (bass) and Emmett (drums) because their usual guitarist, James, had pulled out at the last minute, again.

Despite having confidence issues with an audience, the girls eventually got me to play – from that moment onwards I have lived off the thrill of the crowd.

We are quite popular on the local scene; however we are currently missing a vital component for our band to move any further forward – a singer.

Our last vocalist left us in the lurch three months ago, due to 'other commitments,' we have been unable to find anyone else. We are currently writing new material and praying for a singer to come along, soon.

"Bells, Bells, Bells," Emmett said excitedly as he burst through my door. "Guess what."

"What Emmett?" I said, not really in the mood for his general hyperactivity.

"I think I've found us a singer," he blurted out, completely unaware of my sharp tone.

"No way, who?" I asked, picking up interest immediately at themention of a vocalist.

"My cousin, Edward."