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Bella

"I can't believe I'm at a VMA after party," Angela squealed, bouncing around like a lunatic.

"Keep acting like that and it won't happen again," I laughed, placing a calming hand on her. "No one will invite us."

"Right," she cleared her throat. "I can be co...Oh my God, it's Adele!" she gasped as she passed by in front of us.

"Ang,"

"Oops," she blushed. "Okay, I can do this. They're just like us."

"Only probably a bit more sane," I snickered.

"Hello Ladies!" James greeted. "Welcome, Welcome. Can I buy you ladies a drink?"

"Yes, you may." Angela answered.

"I'm going to go find the boys," I told them. "I'll catch up with you two in a minute. Remember, you're getting married in less than two weeks."

Angela rolled her eyes at me, "I know, I know."

I let her and James head off to the bar while I searched around for Edward and the rest of my band. Jake was the first I found, he and Leah were chatting it up with Sam Uley and his wife, Emily.

Jake, much like the rest of us, had stars in his eyes as he chatted with his idol. Poor Leah looked like she was about to pass out. I know the feeling.

"You okay?" I mouthed when I caught her eye.

She smiled and nodded.

I found Emmett, Kate, and Rosalie next. Rosalie's boyfriend, Royce King, stood to her right. I had seen his picture a couple times but I've heard about him constantly, and not just from Rosalie. He was an Oscar winning director that had been in the scene for nearly ten years now.

I had a million questions I wanted to ask him about directing but settled for simply introducing myself instead. I could badger him about it later.

"Hey, guys," I greeted, joining the tense group. "What's up?"

"Nothing," Emmett grumbled.

Okay, who killed his puppy? Why was he so upset? I mean, we have been having a great night so far.

"Bella, I'd like to introduce you to Royce. Royce, this is Bella."

"It's lovely to meet you, Bella," he said, kissing my hand.

I smiled, "Likewise."

"Congratulations on your win tonight," he added. "I'm sure it's the first of many."

I grinned at him, "I sure hope so. Um, Em, can I steal you away for a couple minutes?"

"Sure."

"We'll be back," I said, looping my arm with his and guiding him away. "Okay, spill. What's up?"

"He's...perfect."

"What?" I asked.

"Royce. Even fucking Kate is drooling over the guy. He's prince fucking Charm in real life." Emmett sighed.

"Okay, first thing first; Kate drools over anyone." he shot me a look. "I'm sorry but it's true. She's made eyes at pretty much every guy here since we've arrived. Can't blame her," I tacked on. "Do you really care that Kate likes him or is it because Rosalie does?"

"Will it make me an asshole if I say Rosalie?"

"Yeah." I laughed. "But eh, who cares? We all know you have a thing for Rose."

"How could I not?"

"Well, if you want a chance with her. Dump Kate, that's step one."

"You just want to be rid of Kate."

"That's partially true," I said. "I'll let you in on a little something. Rosalie doesn't like Royce."

I could see it in her eyes that she was more than annoyed whenever she brought his name up. I feel like she's keeping him around the same reason Emmett keeps Kate around. She's afraid she won't find anything better.

These two needed a kick in the ass to realize they had feelings for each other. I know that it may be harsh considering they both are with other people but in the end, it's better to be with someone you can give your heart too and not the person that you are just with just for the sake of not being alone.

"She'll never give you a chance if you're constantly with another girl," I told him. "So, you my friend, need to sort out your feelings and figure out what you want to do."

He nodded, "You're right."

"Duh," I laughed. "Now no more frowning. We are at a VMA after party with a bazillion other celebs, and we won an award. So happy face."

He grinned.

"That's the spirit."

As Emmett headed back to Kate, I went in search of Jasper and Edward. I found Jasper next. He was sitting in the furthest corner talking to a small girl with bright pink hair.

"Hey, Bells."

"Hey," I smiled.

"Bella Swan, Oh my God!" the small girl squealed. the next thing I knew, her arms were wrapped tightly around my waist.

"Uh, hi," I laughed.

"Oh, shit," she retracted her hands and looked around. "I'll get fired if my boss caught me doing that."

"It's cool, I won't tell."

"Thank you." she said. "I'm Alice, by the way."

"Nice to meet you, Alice." I shook her hand. "I have to say, I love your hair."

She beamed at me, "I just dyed it this way. Last month it was black and green."

"I was thinking about doing something cool like that in high school but my grandma pretty much said she'd disown me." I laughed.

"My parents hate it too." Alice said with a roll of her eyes. "They think it's an eye sore."

"It's not," I assured her.

"Alice? What are you doing? You're supposed to be serving drinks," I heard a man chide from behind me.

"Sorry, sir," I apologized. "I struck up a conversation with her."

"Oh...well...it's okay." he said, clearing his throat.

"I should get back to work," she said, grabbing her tray. "Bye."

"Bye."

Jasper waved silently from the couch.

"She's pretty cool," Jazz said as I plopped down beside him. "Cute too, definitely has a nice ass."

"Perv."

Jazz smirked at me, "You're just jealous."

And cue the eye roll, "So Jealous, Jazz."

"Enjoying the party?" he asked, looking around.

"Yeah, it's incredible."

"It really is. We get to watch our idols up close and personal. Did you know I had a thirty minute conversation with Adam, from Maroon five?"

My eyes nearly bugged out of my head, "He's here?"

"He took off a couple minutes ago." Jasper told me. "But I got you an autograph."

He passed me a business card, from the restaurants manager, and I smiled brightly when I saw his signature on the back.

"You are the best," I hugged him tightly around the neck. "Seriously."

"Are you just realizing this now?" he asked, looking hurt.

"Deep down, I've always known," I said. "And I mean really deep down."

"That's it, give it back."

"No take backs," I said, holding the card just out of his reach.

He settled for tickling me instead, something that I should have saw coming. I swatted his hands away with a laugh and hopped up from the couch.

"Enjoy your evening," I said. "And thank you for the autograph." I kissed his cheek and continued my search for my boyfriend.

I found him with Irina. One look at her face and I became jealous. It was stupid, I know, but I could tell that she wanted him. How could she not? He's...gorgeous and so is she.

Yes, I still was conscious. Being famous doesn't change that.

"Bella," Edward grinned.

"Hey," I said, softly.

"Congratulations on tonight's win," Irina said. "It couldn't have gone to a better group."

"Thanks."

Edward's arm tightened around my waist. I guess that came out a little harder than I intended.

"You're welcome." Irina either didn't notice or didn't care. "So, how are you enjoying fame? It's wonderful, isn't it?"

"So far it's pretty good." I answered.

"Pretty good?" she seemed insulted. "It's amazing. How many opportunities do you get now that you wouldn't have gotten as a regular person?"

"Well, I haven't been around that long so..."

"Right, right," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "Well, just wait. It gets better."

"Cool."

"Word of advice," Irina said, leaning closer to me. "Ditch the old and bring in the new."

I frowned, "Huh?"

"For one those shoes have got to go," she grimaced down at my converse. "Don't you have money?"

"I do but..."

"You will be a fashion icon soon. Do you want all little girls wearing ripped up shoes?" she asked in disgust. "And I also mean your little friend that you brought,"

And about twelve years of idolizing this girl went out the window in a fifteen-minute conversation. She seemed so nice in interviews, I guess it was all an act so people didn't realize just how much of a bitch she really was.

"She seems sweet an all but she doesn't belong here." Irina told me. "It's only a matter of time before she's stuck to you like glue because she knows what you can give her."

"Fu..."

Edward kissed me suddenly.

I relaxed against him and kissed him back. I knew he was doing this to stop me from causing a scene because believe me, I wanted to cause one right now.

How dare she assume that Angela would ever do something like that to me?

"You two are cute," Irina said with a forced smile.

"Babe, why don't you go find Ang?" Edward asked, ignoring Irina. "Cool down, have a drink. Remember, it's a big night."

I sighed and nodded.

I should probably take a breather if I didn't want to end up clawing Irina's eyes out.

I cleared my throat and faced Irina, "I'm going to go get a drink so I'll..."

"Ooh, get me a martini." she said, thrusting her empty martini glass into my hands.

I will not claw her eyes out, I will not.

With a clenched jaw, I turned around and went to the bar. I set the cup down on the bar and searched around for Angela.

"Looking for me?" James teased.

"You caught me," I laughed. "I'm actually looking for my friend."

"Angela, right?"

"Yes." I confirmed.

"She's right over there talking to my ex," James pointed to Felix. "She's a lifesaver."

I smiled, "I know. She's saved my ass on many occasions."

"It's nice to have friends like that," James commented. "It's rare, especially in this circle."

"I can tell," I grumbled. Maybe that's why Irina gave me the advice she did? Maybe she was actually looking out for me. I snorted, not believe that for one second.

"Care to share?" James asked.

"Nothing," I said, dismissively.

"Okay," James dropped it. "Hey, you want to step outside and have a cigarette with me?"

"Sure."

I pushed off the bar and followed him outside toward a little fenced in area. I could hear the paparazzi but I couldn't see them. I didn't know if that was good or bad. I've seen how they're able to sneak and take photos without anyone being the wiser.

"Congratulations, by the way," James said as he lit up a cigarette. "I know the first award is one of the best."

I smiled, "Thank you and yeah, it's incredible. I honestly don't know what could top the feeling I have right now."

"Winning more," James snickered. "It's a rush each time, at least for a while."

"Is it boring receiving an award for you?"

"Sometimes," he said. "Depends on what award it is. Not to sound cocky but I've won a lot of awards in my lifetime."

"I know." I blushed. "I mean..."

"Ah, so you're a fan?"

"I was." I said, biting my lip. "Actually, I still have posters of you up at my old apartment."

James laughed, "I'm honored."

I continued to blush. I can't believe I admitted that too him. He probably thinks I'm a freak now.

"You know what this means right?" James asked.

I shook my head.

"I can put up posters of you up." he said. "It's only fair."

I sighed, dramatically, "I suppose your right."

"There you are, Bella! James, your ex is crazy, I know why you left him." Angela huffed.

"At least someone understands."

"Felix isn't as great as you made him out to be?" I asked.

"He's okay until you decided to end the relationship," James grimaced. "He wants me."

"Why'd you to split anyway?" I asked.

"I met Victoria," he said. "We hit it off and to be honest, Felix and I were headed for a split regardless. Our relationship bored me. Everything was new and exciting with Vicky."

"Whatever happened to her?"

"She decided she'd rather have my manager instead of me."

"I'm sorry," I said. "That must be hard."

I've never experienced that kind of break up. Usually my relationships end with whomever I was with dumping me for some prettier, better, girl. Yeah, I don't have the best track record which was why I was so hesitant to start something with Edward.

I mean, he's gorgeous and I'm just average. There is nothing model like about me.

"Yeah but I got over it. I figured why should I mope if she wasn't? She obviously didn't care."

I could see it affected him more than he liked to let on.

"The best advice I can give you, is watch out," James said, stubbing out his cigarette. "A lot of people use and abuse you once you have the power. People change, and it's not always for the better."

"In other words, keep your feet on the ground, when your head's in the clouds."

"I couldn't have said it better myself," James agreed.

The mood lightened up considerably once we went back inside. James was back to his bubbly self and I no longer felt like clawing out a certain blondes eyes.

After James excused himself to tend to his party guests, Angela and I had a couple drinks at the bar and then worked the floor, talking to pretty much anyone and everyone who was in attendance.

It was a great night.


Alice was introduced; I know some of you were worried about when she would make an apperance. I have big plans with her and Jasper (Some that people might hate me for so...more on that later and I mean way way way later.) . . *cough* anyway. The line 'keep your feet on the ground, when your head's in the clouds' is actually a lyric from a paramore song...

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