A/N: Hello! This is my second attempt at a Twilight story. But it is my first All Human. So be gentle. All the chapters will be titled after songs. It either inspired the chapter or some part in it. All Cannon pairings in this one.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or songs used in this story. They belong to the wonderful Stepheine Meyer and the Artists.

Summary: Bella is an aspiring musician in New York City trying to make it big. Edward is a hot shot music producer with some "issues". See what happens when these two collide.

BPOV

"Shit!" I hissed as the freshly made Vodka Tonic proceeded to fall over my severing tray. It was probably the 5th time tonight that I had spilled something. I swear when I get home Alice was going to pay for buying me these shoes. I sucked it up and just went back to the bar to get another. I knew that Rose was going to kill me for coming back because apparently every male on the isle of Manhattan was in tonight but she was just going to have to get over it. I wasn't in the mood for anyone's shit tonight especially hers.

By the time I got through the massive crowd of dickhead's in their Hugo Boss suits and after a few accidentally brushed against my ass, Rose was already making me a new drink. I gave her a thank you smile and she just rolled her eyes and grinned before yelling at some guy at the end of the bar talking about her ass. I just chuckled and finally making it over to my table and served the drink and gave them my apologies for being late with their drink but they were so wasted they still tipped me more than necessary.

That was the only thing I loved about working at Oasis, apart from their skimpy uniforms they managed to get us in, I always got great tips from the night. It didn't hurt either that I wasn't bad to look at. All the girls that worked here had the same kind of look; blonde, blue eyed, big ass and big boobs. You had your occasional red head of course but I happened to look like none of these girls and I like to think that is what made me special. I wasn't ugly but I'm not going to say I am the most beautiful girl in this city. My hair was a nice length down my back, a nice rich brown with an auburn tint, and my eyes. Oh my eyes were big and brown. That is how I got my nick name, Bella Brown Eyes. I snorted at the originality of it all.

But that was my whole night, serving drink after drink. Fighting off the drunkest of the drunks and then having to get them kicked out if they got too "friendly". After so many nights of working here you become numb to the whole charade of it all. And before you know it, its 4 am and you're kicking out the last sorry son of a bitch that doesn't know that he has reached his limit.

I sighed as I put down my tray and hopped up on the bar and turned to face Rose, who was counting her tips. "So how did we do?" I said as I started to pull my own tips out from the pockets of my tight black shorts. Wow I really made a killing. Rose shrugged and hopped up next to me. "With tonight I think I have enough to actually put food in the fridge" She said with a smirk and started to roll the ones up and slap a rubber band around them.

I stared down at my own tips and wondered what I would use them on this time. More blank notebooks, another stack of blank cd's so I can put more demo's on, or more sharpies to write on said demo's? Who knows but all I know is that I would like to get home and out of this skanky uniform and into my bed only to have to do it all again.

I slid down off the bar and grabbed my bag from behind it as I motioned for Rose to come on. Rosalie, or just Rose as I called her, was my roommate along with my best friend Alice. Rosalie was your typical knock out. She was beyond beautiful. Nice curves, blonde hair and every man's fantasy. But she was also tough as nails and would kick anyone's ass that crossed her.

We walked out of the club and said bye to Seth the bouncer and headed to take our train home. Most people hated taking the subway, Rose included, but I found it to be a relaxing time. I always got my best inspiration by sitting on that L train and heading back into Williamsburg.

"Hey, are you going to Pete's Candy Store tomorrow?" Rosalie said while she fixed her makeup, snapping me out of my daze as we sat in the near empty subway car. Fixing your make up on the way home made no sense to me. But it was Rose so mostly everything she did didn't make sense to me.

"I think so. It is open mic and I tend to do all the open mics, don't I Rose?" I said with a smirk. Rose rolled her eyes

"I was just asking because I wanted to actually come this time" I raised an eyebrow at her because she never wanted to willingly come to one of my shows. There must be a guy involved.

"Who is he? And please tell me he's not some loser you've picked up at work."

She sighed and I knew that I was right.

"It's not anyone from the club. I met him actually at the bagel shop on my way to meet Alice. He's really nice and hot and tall and did I mention that he's hot?" I just rolled my eyes at her because this is what she ALWAYS did. Rosalie would find some poor soul and think he is god's gift to all females and in turn he will end up being the douchest douchebag around. Leaving it up to me and Alice to open her eyes. Now she wanted to bring him to one of my shows so I can see how horrible he was? I just sighed and shook my head as she continued

"He said he'd come and that he might bring two other guys. Come on Bella, how many times do I ask you for a favor"

"Say about once a day? Rosalie, you don't even know this guy and you know your taste in men isn't always the best. Remember gas station Gary? Or what about Bookstore Brian? Both seemed like the greatest guys on the East Coast but they turned out to be duds." She just stared at me with those big blue eyes and looked like a lost puppy. Damn that look. I sighed and knew I wasn't going to win this one. "What's his name? Alex, Tom, Antonio?"

"His name is Emmett. I know, weird name huh? But he said it's a family name." She gave me one last million dollar grin before we got off the train at our stop and she wrapped her arm around my shoulder as we walked home. Damn puppy face.

We didn't live far from the train station which was a blessing within itself. I would hate if I had to walk the hills like some people did. And we were surrounded by everything we needed. We had a little grocery store not too far and then the bars and bookstores about 3 blocks away. It was everything a girl would want in a neighborhood. I just wrapped my arms around my chest as we made our way to our apartment building. We lived a nice 3 bedroom apartment and in this market we were lucky to have it.

After dragging myself up the stairs to the second floor I opened the door to find Alice on the couch with a bowl of popcorn. Rose just brushed pass me and headed for the couch and took the bowl from Alice and I sat between the two of them. Alice had been watching "He's Just Not That Into You" for the hundredth time this week. She was post break up. Again. Her eyes were bloodshot and puffy and I could see tissues littered around the couch. The movie wasn't even a tearjerker. Geeze

"How was work? Anything exciting?" She croaked. She sounded as if she was crying all night. I looked at my poor friend and just felt the urge to put her back together. Her little frame looking even smaller and her short black, pixie haircut looking a mess. I chose not to lace into her about the shoes just yet. I just laid my head on her shoulder and shrugged.

"I wish. But we did make a killing in tips so maybe we'll go out for dinner after my show tomorrow. You're still coming right?" I stared at her as she just looked at the screen. This peaked Rose's interest and she decided to join the conversation then.

"You have to come Al. Who else is going to help me kept the guys company when little Bells is up there charming the whole crowd? Did I tell you I met a guy and he is bringing two guy friends. Two! Alice. One for you and Bella both"

"One for Bella nothing. I'm not playing babysitter for some frat boy for the night Rose. I don't care if they come but I am not going to be paired up." I sat in somewhat of a huff. Insulted by the fact that she thought she could just hook me up. I was perfectly content with being single. Plus I had no time for men. I had to focus on my music and if I really wanted to make it big I didn't need the distraction of a random hookup let alone a relationship. I had a game plan and I was going to stick to it if it killed me.

"I'm going to bed. I have to get some sleep and then head to the bookstore for a few hours tomorrow before the show." They both nodded at me and I headed to my room, a little pissed still but mostly tired. A struggling musician was never the life for the light hearted. Especially for ones with two jobs and a bleak music career in front of them. I sighed and went to my room which was cluttered with papers all on my floor and over my queen sized bed. Besides my Key board and Guitar, it was my favorite thing in my room. By the time I laid down on my purple spread that Alice made for me I really didn't want to move anymore. I just kicked off my shoes and looked up at my stucco ceiling. Wondering if tomorrow night would be my night. Would be the night that I get discovered and signed to a record label. I thought about this mostly every night but tonight my thoughts were also joined but the blind date I was apparently set up on without my knowledge. Ugh tomorrow is going to suck.

A/N: So what do you think? Kinda boring? Sorry! I promise to be better. The song for this chapter was "What a World" by Common.

So if you are liking where this is going PLEASE review and suggest to friends. Hugs and kisses :D