A/N: Ok, so chapter two! I know this is ridiculously early, but whatever.

And! I know how hard it is to take the two seconds to review, but please do it. I'm thrilled with all the Alerts and stuff, but I like people telling me what they like and don't like. Of course, suggestions will be considered, so this only can benefit you!

And there are OC's in this chapter, but Edward will appear probably next chapter.

The Spotlight is Ours

The JFK airport in New York was huge. People were rushing to go all over the world, a group of kids decided to cry in tandem, and general chaos was happening.

Bella had no idea where to go once off the plane, so she settled for standing around, looking lost. This tactic would have been fine with her, but a small Hispanic man was staring at her, and he was making her nervous. She had heard plenty of tales about people in New York.

Plus, she had seen CSI, after all.

She tried to focus on other things, like her promise to Jacob to call him every night, and her promise to Charlie to always carry her pepper spray. The man started to leer at her, and she was just thinking about stealing away to the bathroom—pepper spray in hand, of course, a bathroom would be a prime attack area—when she heard her name being called.

"Isabella Swan?"

Her savior was a young, college-aged man, with light brown hair and glasses. He was dressed in flattering, expensive clothes that had probably cost more than Bella's truck and Jacob's Volkswagen. She made her way over to the man, who promptly introduced himself.

"Hello, so you're Isabella?"

"Just Bella…"

The man waved off her comment, and continued "Sure. Well this is so exciting! My name is Alex, I'm Ms. Lebotz's assistant. We absolutely loved your application, it was stunning! Okay, so the syllabus for the next few months we will go over with Ann over lunch, you are hungry I hope….."

Bella nodded along as Alex endlessly conversed. He made his was expertly through the airport, keeping up the flow of one-sided conversation the whole way. Bella clutched her camera to her, her one carry-on item. She was relieved she wasn't expected to do anything other than look interested. Meeting new people wasn't exactly her forte, but she supposed she would get used to it this summer. Although daunting, the prospect of being in one of the most famous cities in the world was incredible.

She couldn't help but grin widely at that thought.

Alex, who noticed the manic smile, look alarmed. "Whoa, I didn't know you where that big a fan of Edward's…."

Bella snapped out of her reverie. "Who?"

Alex snickered, and lightly punched Bella on the shoulder. "Haven't you been listening to me? Well, it's alright, I do tend to go off on a tangent sometimes. Well, when you smiled, I was telling you about the shoot we will be doing, so that's what I thought you were cheesing about. It's one of many shoots, for sure, but it's the big project, I mean it's Edward Cullen, for god's sake….."

Bella tuned out Alex's chatter as she thought of the name. Edward Cullen. It rang a bell, he must be a celebrity of some kind….

And then it hit her. He had been in a magazine that Jessica had been reading in the cafeteria…….

Bella sipped languidly at her soda. She had Biology next period, and she was pretty sure they were blood-typing. Which meant no eating, or risk vomiting on her poor lab partner.

Jessica was flipping through a magazine, and gave a dramatic sigh.

Bella, who could tell when Jessica was trying to get attention, decided to oblige her.

"What are you AHHH-ing about?"

"Edward Cullen, he's in this article I'm reading—."

"Who's that?"

"You don't know who Edward Cullen is?" Jessica looked as if this were a personal affront. "Jeez Bella, don't you watch TV at all? He's a model! He did that underwear ad that's on the billboard on the way to Port Angeles. And he's a singer now; he just came out with that new song they play on the radio all the time!"

Mike, who had just sat down with his tray, interjected. "Bella's truck doesn't have a radio."

Jessica gave Bella a wild look. Bella didn't get what the deal was about this guy. So he wore some underwear and wrote a song. Who cared? He probably didn't even write the song himself.

Angela, who had sat down after Mike, agreed with Jessica, surprisingly. "He is really good-looking, even you might think so, Bella."

At that statement, Mike grabbed at the magazine. "Here, let me see that--."

"Hey! Give that back! Miiiiiike."

After pilfering the magazine, and a few seconds judgment, Mike handed it to Bella. "He looks like a useless pretty boy. Don't you think so, Bella?"

Bella scanned the page until she saw what undeniably had to be Edward Cullen. He had an intense stare, the kind all models tended to adopt, and styled caramel-colored hair. His eyes were very green, and he had pale skin, rare for a celebrity. Altogether, it made for a very exotic look.

However, Bella gave a lot for personality, and Edward Cullen was nothing more than a picture. She settled for a neutral response. "He's alright, I guess."

Jessica snatched the magazine back and glared at Mike. "He is NOT useless, you don't even know……."

Bella remembered the picture of the model vaguely. Well, however he looked, his photo was probably heavily photoshopped like almost all pictures in magazines were.

Alex led them over to the baggage claim, where he graciously helped her with her luggage.

"Wow, you pack light, huh? I mean, I would probably have three times this, but then again, there are many pairs of suede shoes I can't live without, so that's understandable."

They weaved their way through the crowds of people, Bella struggling to keep up with Alex and hold on to her luggage at the same time. After following him through the sliding doors, Bella ran into him when he stopped at the taxi area.

"Slow down there, Belle. Oh hey can I call you Belle? It's so Beauty and the Beast, AH we must see that show, you know the Broadway one? You will adore it, everyone does…"

Alex flagged a taxi down while describing the virtues of Broadway, and the driver helped put Bella's luggage in the trunk. She climbed in the back seat, and after Alex got settled, the taxi set off. I wonder what hotel it is. I mean, the internship paid for everything, they might try to cut costs with a crap place. I hope it's a least a Holiday Inn.

Besides being flamboyantly gay, Alex must have been clairvoyant, because he answered Bella's silent inquiry. "Oh by the way, you are staying at The Sofitel hotel, it's right in the middle of everything, so on your free days you can just wander around and not worry. It's a four-star place, you might like that."

Nodding, Bella stared out the window. When the New York skyline came into view, the reality set in. I'm living in New York for two months. I'm working with Ann Lebotz. This is so amazing!

It was 9am, and she really hoped that after the lunch with Ann, she could explore the area. Even with the little sleep she had gotten the night before, any trace of exhaustion was gone when they entered the city. Bella stared out the window, trying to take everything in. She also tried to find any famous landmarks, like Times Square or the Naked Cowboy, but the routes they were taking were more practical, rather than for sightseeing.

When they arrived at The Sofitel, Bella couldn't help but gasp as she stepped out of the taxi.

Definitely not the Holiday Inn.

After showering, calling Jacob, and admiring the general splendor of her hotel room, Bella made her way to the hotel's Gaby Restaurant, where she was supposed to meet Ann. After telling the host who she was meeting, led her to a table. Bella sat down, beside Alex, who was already there,

"Okay so Ann should be here in about—."

"Right now, actually," said a soft, musical voice. Bella looked up, and felt her mouth dry.

Ann Lebotz was a personality. She had wild white hair that fell around her shoulders, and bright blue eyes with laugh lines etched carefully around them. She was wearing all black, which only made her snow white hair stand out. She looked like an elf queen from a fantasy novel.

"Hello Bella, it's lovely to meet you. Alex gave me the memo on your preferred name."

A blush stole over Bella's face, and she smiled embarrassingly.

"Yeah, it fits me better."

Ann sat gracefully down in her chair, and rested her chin on her clasped hands. "I completely understand. My Christian name is Annalynnette. It's ridiculous to put a name like that on a child. I couldn't even spell it until the second grade."

The tension that had been building up to this meeting slowly eased out as the conversion continued. Ann was very easygoing, and she and Alex made a casual atmosphere. They went over the itinerary, which gave Bella a few free days every other week or so. They would be leaving New York twice to shoot on location, which was a pleasant surprise. I get to go more places, yes!

"Of course," Ann continued, "we will be doing a few shoots with my godson, which I'm looking forward to. He will be going with us on the Hawaii shoot, just to hang around-we won't be shooting him that time. He will probably be constant fixture in my studio when he's in town, I've told him he needs to visit me. But don't worry darling, I'm sure you two will get along, he is very sweet."

Bella sipped at her water, and asked curiously. "Oh that's cool. What's his name?"

Ann smiled prettily. "I was sure Alex would have told you, he is so excited about it..."

"Hell yes, I am. It's Edward Cullen, of course I'm excited."

The anxious knot in Bella's stomach came back full force. She would have to make nice with a model?

Jessica is going to hate me so much when she finds out.