I went home that night and the first thing I did was call Mike. I informed him of my choices and he called me in early for work to collect all the documents I would require for this 'role play.'

He obviously had all the documents ready beforehand and sounded quite excited on the phone.

I fell asleep peacefully that night knowing that I wasn't doing anything wrong.

That's when Edward's statement haunted my mind.

"Yes, actually I do. They're much more sensible than the fake blondes Alice."

It was such a simple statement but it still sent butterflies fluttering through my stomach at the thought of that. It surely couldn't mean anything…he could like red heads for all I knew. But then Alice's brunette statement came to me.

That was just a gossip magazine, Bella. My inner-voice stated.

I woke up early and eagerly went to office. I knocked on Mike's door and he called me inside.

"Ms. Swan I'm really happy of your choice. This folder contains all your documents and identity cards passports and driving license. You know what you're supposed to do. This is your story, you've just moved to New York from Phoenix. You're an upcoming writer who is supposedly working on her new manuscripts. Your first book is not yet published but you are working towards it. We are moving you to a location closer to Mr. Cullen's house. If at any point of time during your relationship with him, he offers for you to move in with him, do not hesitate." Then he produced a small black card, "This is your new credit card. It gets recharged every week by the company. Use it wisely, and mostly for the success of our plan. You know…to buy things so you can seduce Cullen and get a little bit of information out of him." Mike winked slyly.

"Lastly, he is NOT to know of these plans. I'm going to have a few people near both of you when you're in public places just to keep an eye on things and see if the plan is progressing. Don't let me down Swan, you know the consequences." Mr. Newton said in a deathly serious voice.

I merely nodded my head nervously and asked in a small, "When do I start?"

"Oh, you can take the day off today and get settled in at the new apartment. Mr. Cullen goes to the coffee shop around the corner to your new house at four o'clock every day. You could try going there and having small talk with him. I'll have someone around at all times there to update me."

He dismissed me then and went back to his work. My heart was thumping wildly as I exited the office. I cleared up my desk before I drove over the address Newton had printed for me on the first page of the file. It was pretty easy.

I reached a nice apartment building and found out that I was the owner of the little condo at the top floor. It was pretty spacious and was clearly made for more than one person. But I wasn't complaining.

Just last night I had, had Jessica and Tanya help me pack my clothes and all my stuff. It was all waiting in the back of my truck now. So I went down and with the help of the doorman whose name was Erin or Eric or something, I got the boxes shifted up to my room.

It had just passed noon as I finished unpacking. I made myself a sandwich and then sat on the sofa with the file in my lap.

There was a picture of him and his name. Hmm…looks like you've gotta find out the rest on your own.

Rest all were just my living details, my cover story and a few papers with my vehicle registration number and house papers and other legal stuff.

Wait! A vehicle registration number? That's not my truck's four sure! So I guess it's either a mistake or Mike didn't mention I was getting a new car to go with the look.

What about my truck?

I called up Mr. Newton and asked him what he meant by that thing. He just laughed and said my 'old decrepit' truck should be kept away in the garage and I was not to touch it till my job is done. Apparently Mr. Cullen could take down the number of my car and look it up and figure out that I worked for Newton.

Too late Mike. I thought.

As told, I went to the small café down the street corner and ordered a latte choosing to sit by the wide window panes so that I could see if Mr. Cullen decides to come or not.

I waited there for about an hour and a half. There was no sign of him. I sighed, closing my book, which I was trying to read as I anxiously waited for him.

I got up to leave and started walking back to my apartment. I turned the corner musing about who Mike might have sent to keep an eye on me when I suddenly feel all the breath whoosh out of me and I stumble backward almost falling on my but, but two strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me up.

I look up intending to apologise to running into whoever it was that I did run into but just as I do, I can't look away.

Those piercing emerald orbs are staring back into my brown ones, a little smirk playing at the corner of his gorgeous mouth. I let out an involuntary sigh and then blush a deep red. "I'm Sorry Miss. I wasn't looking where I was going. Are you fine?" He asked like a polite gentleman.

I nodded slightly trying to form coherent sentences. He was still holding me!

"Uh..umm…yeah…fine…umm…" I bit my lip to stop my mindless-ness. I didn't want to look like a moron.

He just smirked, "My name is Edward. I'm really sorry, how can I make it up to you, miss…?" He finally realizes that he is still holding me so he gently releases my arms.

I blushed even redder, does he remember me? I hope so. I finally gather my guts and whisper, "I'm Bella… um, Bella Dwyer." I say, remembering my cover name.

He gives me this heart-stopping, traffic stopping, drool-worthy crooked smirk. I think I just died a little. Swoon.

"So Bella, I'll see you around later for a cup of coffee or something?" He arcs one perfect eyebrow up at me questioningly and I smile at him, "Oh yeah, sure. I'd love that." hmm…maybe I can talk when he isn't touching me…

"Perfect! Can I have your number? If you don't mind that is…" He asks, he sounds quite a bit nervous.

We swap phones and add each others' numbers.

Then before I know it, he smirks at me one last time waves and then strolls off somewhere.

I sigh and look around to see if I could find out the people who work for Mike, but I don't. There aren't any out-of-place, creepy-looking people here.

I really hope I don't make a fool out of myself on every encounter that we have. That would totally suck.

I walk back to my house in a daze and then sit down in front of my laptop to work a bit on my story. Since I'll be having so much of free time, I might as well use it.

A/N: Yeah, I know, I know, I'm late. But I really have to struggle to fit in two words a day at least to right. I have no time with my exams approaching!

But the good news is that…I'll post the next chapter up within one week if you can guess some things about me… :D

Okay so my first question: how old do you think I am?

If anyone gets the right answer, the next chapter will be up within a day of the answer…if not, then…well I guess you'll have to wait a week or two

I know I'm evil ;)