"Ok, ok, ok… Let me get this straight…" the Morning Show radio DJ, Emmett, asked "You like this guy-"
"He's my neighbor," Interrupted Bella, the Morning Show's intern.
"Right. Your neighbor. Anyway, you like him but you aren't sure how to approach him," Emmet Stated.
"Right," Bella replied.
"What does he look like again?" Rosalie, Morning Show co-host asked.
"Oh geez, like a freaking Greek god is what he looks like. Let's start from the top. His hair, no joke, is the color of this penny and it sticks out everywhere. Total sex hair. But like, purposefully on accident. I mean he can't always have actual sex hair, right? Well I guess he could, he's gorgeous! Oh my god, I hope he isn't some man whore! WHAT IF HE IS?"
"Bella, calm down. You're rambling." Rosalie said, stopping Bella from a potential freak out.
"Sorry. Ok, so after the hair you have his face. It looks like it was chiseled from marble by Michelangelo himself! High cheekbones, straight nose, deep green eyes, sharp jaw that you just want to lick…" Bella faded off dreamily.
Emmett cleared his throat to snap Bella out of her daydream.
"Right, sorry. He has a nice body, I assume. I've never seen him down at the pool or anything. But I've seen him on the way to the gym and his arms are nice and buff. His voice is like velvet. When he speaks you feel like you're being wrapped in a warm blanket on a cold day and you just want to cuddle in to it. He looks positively delicious in his scrubs! His pants sit dangerously low on his hips; it makes me want to do naughty things to him."
"So, just tell him you want to bang and get it over with." Rosalie stated, as if it were simply that easy.
"What? I can't do that! I don't have the confidence that you have, Rose! Guys like him don't go for girls like me." Bella replied.
"What do you mean 'Girls like you'? You're very pretty Bella. If you would just put a little more effort in to your look, you'd have guys all over you." Rosalie informed her.
"I don't know if I like the idea of my sister getting all gussied up and propositioning some Med School nerd that she's never even spoken to. And quit talking about doing naughty things." Emmett interjected.
"Emmett, Bella is a good looking 22 year old female, living it up in Sunny South Florida. You can't expect her to stay in 'Little Sister Mode' forever," Rosalie said.
"Yes I can," Emmett stated petulantly as Bella mumbled "Oh, geez" under her breath.
"The fact of the matter is," Bella summed up, "that I like this guy but I have no idea how to approach him. He's so intimidating, and handsome, and I just can't get him out of my mind. I need help."
"Ok, with the help of us and our listeners, we'll help you pull your stuff together and get you in to Dr. McHottie's scrubs." Rosalie surmised, "Tell us a little more about him."
Bella started to tell her brother, Emmett, and his girlfriend/co-host, Rosalie, and all of the Palm Beaches about her dream guy. She told then his name is Edward, that he drove a silver Volvo, that he was always polite and well groomed, and that he was attending the School of Biomedical Science at Florida Atlantic University. "I think he goes to the campus down in Boca Raton, I saw the parking sticker on his car," she added. Bella informed her listeners that he lived across the hall from her apartment that she moved in to six months ago at The Strand in West Palm Beach, and that every time she sees him she dashes into the safety of her own apartment or scurries away after a brief exchange of pleasantries. She also told them how he seemed to never go out on the town, preferring to stay home and work on his studies, and has only ever seen two people come over to visit him. "From what I gather, the short spiky haired girl is his sister and the tall lanky guy is her boyfriend."
"How did you find this out?" Rosalie asked.
"I spy through the peep hole whenever I hear noise from his doorway," Bella stated as a matter of fact.
"Stalker much?" Emmett laughed.
"Desperate times call for desperate measures!" Bella defended.
A thought crossed Emmett's mind, "How do you know he isn't listening right now?"
"Well, I don't really," Bella started slowly, "but every time I've ever heard music from his apartment it has been classical or Classic Rock from our sister station, The Gater. He doesn't really seem like a 'Top 40's' person."
Over looking music preferences, Rosalie picked up on an important tidbit of information.
"So, you've never noticed any other girls go into his apartment. That's a good sign that he's single," Rosalie observed.
Bella hesitated, "Well…"
"Well?" Rose prompted.
Taking a deep breath Bella informed all that there has been a statuesque strawberry blonde that visited from time to time. The girl only stayed for a few hours and Dr. McHottie never sees her to the door to kiss her goodbye or even to give her a hug. "But her visits are usually late at night" Bella said meaningfully.
Rosalie stated that that may not mean he has a girlfriend, but that maybe she was just a study buddy.
"Or a Booty call." Emmett said, much to the chagrin or the two ladies in the room.
Bella groaned.
Rosalie growled, "You're not helping, Emmett."
One could almost hear Emmett roll his eyes through the radio, "Whatever, I'm a guy. I'm just stating the facts."
"Well stop! Help us put together a game plan to get the guy for Bella."
"What do I do, Oh Wise One?" Bella giggled.
"Hmm, we'll need to work on your self confidence and appearance first to get you ready for the big move. I'm not just going to throw you to the wolves," Rose planned.
"What does that entail?" Bella was almost afraid to ask, she knew that Rosalie was favorable to beauty regimes and shopping sprees. Bella preferred to dress for comfort in jeans and a t-shirt and sneakers, where Rose like to be photo-shoot ready in dresses, pumps, and full hair and makeup. Their style preferences spoke volumes for their personalities, along with an insight into their job responsibilities. Rose got to enjoy the fruits of Bella's labor. Being an intern for a popular Morning Radio Show meant that you needed to pay your dues and do the brunt work to set up gigs, appearances, and events. How could Bella be expected to set up event tents and tables, or run around with audio equipment in heels? She was a hazard to public safety as it was!
"Well," Rosalie started, "we will need to go shopping for a new wardrobe, and we'll make spa appointments and sign you up for some… classes."
"Classes?" Bella inquired.
"Yes. Strip aerobic classes."
"Are you out of your ever loving mind?" Bella exclaimed at the same time that Emmett interjected.
"No, no, no, no, no! Absolutely not. Little sis will not be going anywhere there is a brass pole involved, nor will she need to know how to pole dance for future reference."
"C'mon, these classes will get you in better shape, give you more definition, and help you with your balance. They also teach yoga classes to help with your flexibility. Argument over," Rose said. Looking between the two slack-jawed faces she decided to go in for the kill. "In addition to regular manicures and pedicures you will also join me for my bi-weekly waxing appointments."
Bella gasped, Emmett stomped out of the studio with his hands over his ears.
Seeing the phone lines light up Rosalie suggested taking a caller.
"Alice is on line one and she's calling from Palm Beach Gardens. Good morning, do you have a suggestion for Bella's conundrum?" Rosalie addressed the caller.
An excited voice chirped over the airwaves, "'Morning! I manage the Exhale spa in West Palm Beach and we would like to offer Bella a complimentary facial to kick start her quest! I know you come here, Rose, for your treatments and we'll extend the same offer to you, too! I am just such a romantic and I hope Bella gets her guy! You're so quiet, Sweetheart, I think you should just speak up more and reach out and take what's there for you!"
During a commercial break Bella thanked Alice quietly while Rosalie made all the arrangements to meet Alice the following afternoon for lunch at 11:30am and then to head over to the spa.
Alice turned off the radio and finished getting ready for work. On the way out the door, she pulled her phone out of her bag and dialed quickly.
"Hello?" the deep voice answered.
"What's up baby bro?" Alice greeted.
"Alice, I am older than you. Why must you always call me 'baby bro'"? He replied.
"Whatever, what are you doing for lunch tomorrow?" Alice asked.
"I have to be here at the apartment to let Tanya in, so she can get the rest of her things," he replied.
"Oh," Alice didn't hide her disappointment, "Well would you be able to meet me for coffee around 4 o'clock?"
"If Tanya hurries I should be able to manage a 4 o'clock coffee date with my LITTLE sister," He said in amusement.
"Excellent!" Alice cheered, "Can you pick me up at the spa? Jasper is taking my car in for an oil change."
He agreed, and with a quick goodbye they ended their phone call.
Alice walked in to the spa proudly. She knew at once who Bella was talking about this morning on the radio. She has seen her a few times when going to visit Edward at his apartment, and the looks exchanged between the two had not gone unnoticed by Alice. Now that Tanya had finally vacated the premises, she had big plans for the two shy neighbors.