Epov

I pushed Felix into the sound booth. Damn, was he heavy. He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest.

"What is your problem? What, do you have some sort of issue with her or something? I have no idea why you don't like her. I mean, if it wasn't for my boyfriend I would have totally tried to get with her. She's almost enough to make anyone change their preferences." I ran my hands through my unruly hair.

"Look, I've just met her before and I don't want to have anything to do with her. Okay?" Fifi pouted.

"Awww, c'mon Eddie! You're just worried that you two might be stuck in the studio late one night and you might just act on the impulse to have a little 'affair' with our new outrageously talented Isabella! And by the way, I like, totally have to agree with her on the whole formal thing with her name. Bella is sooooo much better." Memo to me, Memo to me: buy some fucking duct tape to deal with his constant chatter.

"Fifi, my friend, you are completely off base. Now, I have a question to ask you. Do you remember about that girl I told you about that I dated all throughout high school?" He rolled his eyes at me.

"Duh, Eddie," he sighed as he waved a hand. "You said that she had long brown hair, big brown eyes, she was kinda pale- OH MY GAWD! IS BELLA THE BELLA?" I nodded my head once before pinching the bridge of my nose. I went to sit down in the red leather couch near the glass. I propped my elbows up on my knees, and I looked up to see Fifi with his mouth open.

"Uhh, are you going to say anything? Or are you trying to catch flies?" I asked wryly.

"Holy. Mother. Fucking. Sheep," was his

"Fifi, I'm shocked. I thought we left the curses with me." At this point, I think that he was too shocked for humor.

"Eddie, this…this is horrible! That bitch can't work here! Ergh, this is so my fault, I'm sorry. Ergh! I can just try and find someone else." I sighed.

"I'll just figure something out. I just don't know how I'll get through this. Guess I'll have to work something out with Jasper. Maybe, I won't need this song after all." Fifi sat down beside me and patted my shoulder.

"Okay, sure. If that's what you think is best then go with it."

I got up and started pacing across the room.

Dammit. Well, we've really screwed up this time. Well, not really 'us' per say. It was Felix really. But we can't blame it on him. It's not like he knew that Bella was the girl in the bar. She does look a little bit different. But not in a bad way. I mean, she still looks drop dead gor- No, okay.

Can we not go there? Thanks.

Okay, okay. Geez. Sorry. I mean, Lauren, she's great and all but-

No. Think about Lauren. Just Lauren. No one else.

But, Bella's just so, I don't think I can describe her. I mean-

And this little conversation is over. Now.

Fine. If you really don't want to think about how she's smart and pretty and can actually keep up with an educated conversation. And how precious little Lauren doesn't then-

Stop. Now. You've pissed me off even more now.

Fine. Mr. Bossy.

"I just can't believe it. Now, when I need just one more song for my soundtrack, she has to show up. I can't believe my luck. Dammit. How could a perfect goddess, when things were going great, in a split second turn into a damn zombie queen and eat you alive? And now, it's not enough she ate my heart out but now she's got to go after my brain! I'm losing my mind!" I looked over at Fifi and he looked a little scared.

"Okay then, Eddie. I'm going to have to tell the Blockbuster to stop letting you rent the horror flicks, mkay?" I completely ignored him. I pulled out my phone to check the time because I was supposed to take Lauren out to dinner. Right beside the time, the date stood out. I groaned aloud when I saw it.

"Ugh, what's the matter now?" Fifi asked patronizingly.

"Would you believe it? It's Friday the thirteenth. Fuck my life." Fifi sighed as I slid my phone in my pocket and started pacing again.

"Look, it's fine. Jasper didn't really see the need for another song. So, just call him and tell him that you went over the scene again and you agree with him." See, Jasper was one of the editors on this movie. He was one of my closest friends, too.

"And then," Fifi continued, "that bitch won't be here. It's okay. I've got your back. You just aren't that great at lying. So, Jazz would know that you were totally lying. And all will be good." He shot me a satisfied smile.

But, as much as I hated what she did, there was still a part of me that didn't want her to leave. And that part was slowly gaining ground. I think. It's hard to know what's winning and what's not when the opposing party is you.

"I know that's all we would have to do. But, I need this song, and I've spent so much time convincing Jasper to warm up to the idea. I'm sure that he would want the song now. And, as much as I hate to admit it, Isabella was, is the best person I've had audition so far. And, no offense, but I don't think that you could find another person…" He raised one brow.

"Oh, you don't think I could? Okay, I know I'm slow…But come on! My procrastination is what makes what I do perfect. I just have to push time limits just a little bit! Do not underestimate what I could do in a week."

See, it's like talking to a brick wall. I get nowhere! It's aggravating. It's like talking to myself.

"I know you could. But, I don't want to take any chances. She's all we've got right now. We've just got to grit our teeth and bear it." Now both eyebrows were raised and his mouth was set in a half frown.

All of a sudden, his hand collided with the back of my head, snapping it forward.

"What the hell was that for?" Damn that hurt.

"You know. I can't believe that you're still in love with her! I knew it! I knew it the moment that you walked in this office! I mean, I know Lauren's a beotch but come on! There are tons of girls in New York. Hell, the ditzy receptionist downstairs would be better for you than this…this…Bella chick! Just no. Okay?" I shook my head.

"No. I don't love her anymore. Just, this is purely business. Okay? I love Lauren. I actually think that she's the one." I instinctually covered the back of my head with my hands. Which was probably a good thing since he tried to hit me again.

"Oh crap. I won't be able to talk you out of that one, will I? Doesn't mean I won't try though. Maybe I can learn to endure Lauren. Maybe. No guarantees though." I stood up and stepped out of the room.

"Look, I'm going to call Jasper and see if maybe he still thinks that we don't need the song. If not, I'm going to have to hire Isabella. See you later." I pulled my phone out again and dialed Jasper's number as I left the building. He picked up after just one ring.

"Hey, Tyler called and said that you had a girl in the studio this afternoon. Did she finally meet your expectations?" I rolled my eyes. Wow, you do that a lot now.

Great. Now I've resorted to talking to myself. Spectacular. Just what I wanted.

Well, it's not exactly my fault that the woman drives you crazy.

Thanks, Bella.

"Edward? You there?" I shook my head to clear it.

"Yeah. I had someone audition. But, I was thinking. Maybe we don't need this song. I went over that scene again last night and I don't think we really need an actual song. Just maybe a bit of piano." Please let it work. Please let it-

"No, actually. You know what? I went over it again too, and I meant to call you but my phone died. You were right. Just like a snippet of a song should go there. The one chorus would be perfect. But I don't think that a part of any of the songs we have make the cut for that scene. We need something kind of melancholy."

Aw hell.

Dun dun dun… as always…review pwetty please with cherries on top?

And tell me if you want anymore of the voice in Edward's head. I was just kind of toying with that for a bit of comedy. Oh, and sorry for everything be so late. But, you can't exactly force writing, can you?

B/N: It was TOTALLY my fault for this chapter being late. I accept all responsibility and/or flames for that. (though, hopefully ya'll don't hate me too much...) It sat in my inbox while I completely forgot about it. I sorry. :( But, hopefully, *crosses fingers* this chapter might make up for that. I for one, love Crazy Edward talking to himself in his head. Makes me feel a little more normal now. ;)