A/N: This story takes place about 20 years after Eclipse. Bella and Edward are both vampires, and have enrolled at Dartmouth. All Twilight series characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, not me!

BPOV

I had to admit that finally going to college was a good idea, and I didn't even really mind that he bribed someone to let me into Dartmouth. But I could hardly believe Edward's latest idea: joining the college's radio station! It was hard enough going to classes without trying anything extracurricular. I was still a little nervous about my self-control; even though it had been nearly twenty years since Edward turned me, keeping to the Cullens' diet was A LOT harder than I'd ever imagined. I could manage to be around people now, but as a general rule we kept to ourselves.

But Edward assured me that everything would be fine. We went to the training session to learn how to use the equipment. The station's student manager, Caroline, conducted our training.

"All right, you're Edward, right?" she asked, throwing him a smile. He simply nodded. I rolled my eyes. "So you and, ah, what's your name?"

"Bella," I prompted.

"Right, you and Edward just need to remember a few simple rules. This isn't the Howard Stern show. The FCC regulates what we can and cannot do, and there are stiff fines for breaking the rules. Essentially, breaking the rules can shut the entire station down. First off, we can't broadcast dead air. There has to be something coming from the station at all times, whether it's talk or music. So, no dead air or the FCC will shut us down. Got it?"

"Keep the music coming," Edward responded.

"Exactly!" Caroline beamed at him. I glared at her. That girl was seriously annoying. It didn't help that it had been nearly a week since I'd last hunted. "Okay, the next thing is about CDs. If you want to bring in your own CDs, you can play them on the air as long as the lyrics aren't explicit." Edward's face lit up. His CD collection now occupied an entire room in our little house. "The only other thing with your personal collection is that you can't bring in stuff that you burned on your computer, even if you got it legally. There's, like, a difference in frequency or something…but the FCC can tell if we're playing CD-Rs and they will shut us down, okay?" We nodded. "And the last rule is the most important. You cannot play any explicit music. Explicit means anything that uses the words on that list over there…" She pointed to a sheet mounted on the wall containing the forbidden language. "And absolutely no swearing while the mic is on or…"

"Let me guess. The FCC will shut us down?" I finished, my voice bored.

Caroline glared at me. "I will take my four-inch heels and shove them up your derriere until they come out through your nose. And the FCC will shut us down."

"I'd love to see you try," I murmured, much too quiet for anyone other than Edward to hear. I could've sworn I could feel my eyes getting darker. "Let me eat her," I whispered to Edward. "Please?"

His body rocked with silent laughter, but he shook his head.

The rest of our training was fairly uneventful. Caroline showed us how to work the sound board, load the CD players, and turn the microphones on and off. "So, Edward, what time are you doing your show? Maybe I'll see you around?"

Edward shook his head. "Not likely," he admitted. "We signed up for Thursdays from 1 to 4…"

"Great! I work here every day from noon until five!" Caroline exclaimed. It wasn't hard to guess what she was thinking. The only thing that was saving her life at the moment was the fact that I couldn't hear her thoughts directly.

"Our show's 1 to 4 in the morning," I informed her. "We're working the graveyard shift." Something about the way I said "graveyard" made Caroline shudder. It was almost too easy to intimidate her. Had I ever scared that easily as a human? I really hoped not.

But Caroline regained her composure. "We usually don't have anyone working the station that late," she remarked. "A couple guys did a Friday overnight show a few years ago, but they lost their show when they fell asleep on the job."

"That won't be a problem for us," Edward assured her.

Coming next time: Bella and Edward's first show! I've got some songs planned, but they will take requests as well.