Bella danced around her room like a child. The interview had gone fantastically! All the band members had been so funny and they had given

her some quality material for her article. EJ had been quiet throughout the interview, but had smiled at her for the whole thing. As she was

leaving the hotel room, she heard Lil' Mike said loudly, "Wow! That is one fine piece of ass!" She was sure he was joking but she couldn't help

feel a bit pleased. Bella lay on her bed and kicked off her shoes, when her phone rang. It was Jacob. 'Hey baby, how'd the interview go?' Bella

grinned. 'It was great! The band is so cool! They're so funny!' Jacob laughed. 'I told you they rock! Sooo…. Did they sign my photograph?'

Bella's face fell. 'Well… I… Ah… No.' Bella heard Jacob's sharp intake of breath. 'It's fine babes! I bet they liked you so much, that next time

they have an interview for the magazine they'll request you, you can get me one then! I got to go! See you on Monday! Enjoy the rest of your

weekend!' 'Bye! I love you!' Bella said in reply. She hung up the phone and put her mobile on her bedside table. Jacob could be so sweet. He

was either being sweet or being a pain in the neck (and a pain somewhere else too). She still loved him though. She went for a shower and

couldn't help feel sorry for Jacob. He had been so understanding and all she had done nothing to deserve this. She padded back into the

hotel room, dripping wet and realized that she had gotten a text message. She opened it. It said:

Bella tings r not

Gonna work out

between us. Its ova.

Jake.

Bella stared at the phone for what seemed like hours. She screamed, throwing her phone across the room, where it hit the wall with a thud.

She grabbed her shoes and wiped the tears off her face. Her mascara was running, so she had to reapply all of her makeup. She pulled on

her low cut red sparkly top and her tightest jeans. She waltzed down the stairs straight into the bar. 'Get me a large vodka and Sprite.' She

ordered the bartender and sat on one of the tall stools. She had

decided what she was going to do. It was time to get pissed.

Two vodkas, one Shirley temple and two red wines later, Bella had begun to feel ditzy and light headed. Somebody tall came and sat down

next to her. 'Can I have a beer, please?' The man asked politely. 'Sure thing EJ, the usual?' The bartender asked. The man nodded. It took

Bella a while before she realized that it was EJ Ceys sitting next to her. 'Sooo….' Her voice was slurred. 'What the hell is your real name?' She

asked EJ. EJ looked shocked. 'Oh, Hello Betty, if that's your real name!' 'I asked first!' Bella slurred. 'And my name is Betty!' She swayed a bit.

EJ laughed. 'Man, what have you been drinking? My name is Edward Cullen. Now your turn Betty.' Betty liked his name. 'My name is Bella

Swan. Wow…. Your pretty,' she slurred. Edward laughed. 'I could say the same about you Bella!' He exclaimed. 'You seem kind of down. Are

you okay?' Bella burst into tears and proceeded to tell him everything about Jake and the photo. 'I could sign it now!' Edward said. 'No!' Bella

cried. 'Then he would like… Want me back… And I will never go back to that scum bag!' Edward smiled and asked the bartender to refill his

glass. 'That's, right Bella. You are too good for him.' Bella's heart fluttered when he said this, although it may have been due to the amount of

alcohol she had consumed. 'You are the best looking person I have ever met. You are perfect. Kind. Talented. Beautiful.' Bella blushed as she

said this. Edward grinned at her. 'Why, Miss Swan, are you trying to seduce me?' Bella looked into his lovely, green eyes. 'I think I am!' she

slurred. And leant in to kiss him.