Bella Swan and Edward Cullen are top two journalist for the New York Times. They are constantly arguing and cannot see eye-to-eye. When Edward insults Bella's fashion sense, Bella ask Alice for help. With her makeover, Edward can't insult that particular point anymore right? Please read and review! This is my first fan fic so I want to know what you all think of my writing. Thank you and enjoy!

Disclaimer : I do not own the characters of this story. All of them belong to the talented Stephanie Meyer. I'm bit lazy to put a disclaimer every chapter so this will do I hope.

The first chapter shows the relationship between Edward and Bella.

Bella's POV

"You insufferable prick! This is all your fault!!" I said while poking my finger at the annoying creature's chest.

"My fault? Now why in the world would you suggest that? You actually think I enjoy being stuck in here with you?" asked Edward while raising an eyebrow. "I have better things to do then stand here and be insulted by you. For example, I could be in the closet shagging Jessica now" he answered calmly. "In fact, that was my plan for this afternoon." He was now smirking knowing I'll blush.

Damn my skin color. If I wasn't so pale, blushing won't be so bad. Instead I have to have albino-like skin color that is blushing-prone. Ugh, why in the world am I working here?! Oh yah, this had to be the best newspaper ever and anyone who wants to make it big in journalism works here.

I was so excited when I was hired. At first in hurt when people said that I got hired because I'm the previous boss' son good friend but I ignored those jealous rumors. In over the 2 years I work here I prove all of them wrong. I am one of the best (not to brag, just stating a fact) journalist there is. All seem to be going well for me. I was making a name for myself in journalism, rising through the ranks, good pay, fantastic friends and not to mention the travelling. Nothing seem to be going wrong.

Then I somehow manage to become the Edward Cullen's partner. That's when all hell broke loose. He is the most annoying, arrogant, insufferable man-whore I have the pleasure of knowing. Due to his Greek God's looks, he attracts attention like flies to honey. Every time I see him he has a different bimbo beside him. He is also incredibly smart (unfortunately) and I can't say he rise to the top because of his looks because I have to admit, no matter how grudgingly, he was one of the best journalist ever (besides me of course).

We are currently locked in his office because my best friend or rather my soon to be ex-best friend, Rosalie and her husband locked us in together. I use to like Emmett although he was Edward's older brother but currently I really hate him. How could he lock me in here with the devil himself?

"Ha Ha Ha….you look like a freaking tomato. I can't believe you blush that easily. You're such a prude. Imagine the color of your face if I say anything cruder!"

I was brought out of my thoughts by the idiot himself who was currently rolling on the floor laughing.

"Geez Edward I know you are a dog but you seriously don't need to act like one now" I said angrily, trying to calm my stupid blush.

He stop laughing and got up. He seems a bit angry. I gulped nervously. He advanced towards me and I took a few steps back. I cursed my luck when I felt something the door behind me. He closed the remaining distance between us and out his hands on either side of my head. I look up and tried to act angry. Looking into his emerald green eyes, I was rendered speechless by his gaze. Before I could put myself together, he said

"Look Swan, I don't know what your bloody problem is but it's seriously testing my patience. I won't stand for you insulting me!"

"Fine then, sit by all means but I'm still going to insult you! You pick on me mercilessly and insult my intelligence every time you see me. I won't stand for it! I'm not like those dumb bimbos you hang out with that are willing to put up with your shit!" I finish my rant and pushed him away.

Not expecting me to push that hard, he stumbled backwards and promptly landed on his ass. It was complete silence for a few second that was broken when he decides to open his big mouth.

"Geez Swan, if you wanted a piece of me, all you had to do was ask. You're not my usual type but I don't mind having a go with you. No need to push me down and try to have your way with me. "He said while smirking.

I stood there speechless for a few minutes with my mouth wide open. I cannot believe this idiot. Does he really think he is God's gift to girls?! I strode towards him and gave him a sweet smile.

"Oh dear, am I being that obvious? I wanted you for so long" I almost gagged when I said that but manage to keep my act on. He being the brilliant idiot he is just sat there looking shock. However when I approached, his look of shock was soon replace by a knowing look. Damn, does he know what I'm up to?

"I knew you couldn't resist me Bella…why don't you lie beside me and we can…." He trailed off while patting the ground next to him.

Gagged me. Does he really think I actually like him?! Before I could retort, he got up and started unbuttoning my shirt. Oh my goodness! What is he trying to do?!

SMACK!!

"What the hell do you think you are doing! How dare you?" I screamed at him after I slapped him.

"I refuse to spend another minute in you're slimy presence!" I continued while buttoning up my shirt. How did he open them so fast?! Must be all those practices with other girls.

"What is wrong with you, woman! You said you want me then you slap me? Do you know who I am? I'm the Edward Cullen! Girls beg for my attention! I was just doing you a favor you prude! I bet you have never been laid!" he shouted at me.

"My love life has nothing to do with you! and I won't approach you without a ten-foot pole! Who knows what STD's you've got!"

"Ugh.....I cannot believe Emmett locked me in here with such a prude! Why werent you name prudence of something along that line? For the last time, I do not have STD's!"

"That's it! I refuse to spend another minute in your presence!" I yelled while turning to the door and jingling the doorknob. "Emmett! You let me out this instance! or no more cookies for you! Rose! If you even dare try and stop him I'll yell, post and blog about that emberassing moment of yours! Open the door now!"

The door was open so fast that I almost fell backwards if Edward didn't catch me. I was going to shout at him but he gave me such a intense look that I forgot what I was going to say.

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