Chapter 1

B POV

Rose, Alice, and I walked to the production studio so I could start my interview for the show. The hair and make-up crews had me in a chair the minute I set foot in the door so that filming could start as soon as possible.

"I can't believe you guys talked me into this stupid thing," I sighed. I had never been so frustrated with my best friends. Alice Brandon and Rosalie Hale had some how talked me into doing this stupid show produced by MTV called Room Raiders.

Having known the two of them since we were all in diapers we had been through every major milestone together. Rosalie was the tough, blonde bombshell that protected us from any harm. Alice was the hyperactive, social butterfly that helped Rose and I thrive throughout our awkward preteen years. I, Bella, was the logical and cunning one that got the three of us out of the trouble most likely caused by the first two.

I loved both Alice and Rose with all of my heart but, right now, I just wanted to throttle them for signing me up for this without me knowing. I may not be the most introverted person but I still have some sense of self-preservation. My being on this stupid show was going to be the most awkward thing in television history. My loving friends believed that I needed to put myself back into the dating game feet first after benching myself for the past year and a half. I happen to disagree.

"Think of it as one of your social experiments." Rose said.

"Yeah," Alice agreed.

"You don't get to meet these guys beforehand so you have no idea what they look like or how they act in person. Going through their rooms will give you a blind chance to pick someone to date without being distracted by their outward appearances," she continued. "You get to pick the person you think you'll have the best chance with based only on what dirty little secrets hide in their room."

"Also you get to be on TV," Alice clapped excitedly.

"Ugh, I guess." I said, looking at them through the mirror as one of the people prodding me with a curling wand muttered for me to sit still.

"Okay, let's get this road on the show." Aro, the executive producer of this insane show, said walking in the room. He was a sleazy looking guy that gave me the creeps with his overly gelled hair and wandering eyes.

"She's all yours, sir," said the apparent leader of this glam squad. Aro made a satisfied grunting noise as he appraised me and I suppressed a shiver of disgust.

"Are you ready for, Ms. Swan?" He asked in an awful attempt at a sexy voice.

"Yeah, I'm ready." I said, looking back at the girls. "Can we go over the game plan again?" I asked him.

"Sure, so there are three guys that happen to be roommates. You're going to their house alone but you'll have Rosalie and Alice on the web cam or the cell phone whenever you need them. You can also contact the boys on phone via text message, all the pictures of them will be blocked but you will have free reign over everything else in the home.

They'll be taken by surprise so, you never know what you might find. You'll have the spy kit filled with the stuff you'll need in case it gets a little messy in the rooms. I can't tell you anything about the boys. They'll be able to see you via our cameras so we will have a selection of outfits for you to pick from after we film your introduction. We start shooting tomorrow morning promptly at nine o'clock." He said in almost one breath.

"Okay, got it." I said as he ushered me towards the outdoor filming lot.

Once we finished filming my introduction the glam squad swept me up again. They moved me into a decent sized dressing area had me go through different outfits they had put together that they thought I would like.

After an hour of putting on a mini fashion show for everyone we all finally agreed on an outfit that I felt comfortable in and that Aro felt would be "please to the gentlemen's eyes."

"Ew, he's so creepy," Alice said as we walked to the car to head home for the day. I nodded in agreement as Rose fake gagged.

Ed POV

How did I get myself into this mess? I thought as I fixed my disheveled bronze hair in the rear-view mirror. After a few minutes I gave up and walked into the production studio to do my interview. Oh yeah I fell for another one of Em and Jazz's schemes.

"You guys suck ass." I exclaimed as I walked in behind them.

They just chuckled as Emmett made the stupid played out 'that's what she said' comment. While I retorted with; "Why yes, Emmett, that is what your mom said."

Ha! That shut him up.

"Not cool, man." Jasper said.

"Oh, you're just mad 'cause she's your mom too." I laughed.

Shut him up too! Bitches!

The three of us had been friends since I threatened to kick Jasper's ass in first grade because he stole my crayons then his massive twin, Emmett, stepped in and threatened to beat my ass. Saying he scared the hell out of me is an understatement. Even thought he was only six Emmett was a big boy. Jasper was the complete opposite and I thought I could take him what with his small, lanky, stature and goofy coke bottle glasses; he looked like an easy target to make myself seem tougher. Emmett was a totally different story. The tall, tank like boy almost beat me up until the teacher walked in and made us all sit in the time out room together. We talked shit as well as first graders could and then laughed so loud the teacher came in and made us change our "Sunshine Student" cards from green to yellow.

We all calmed down because we didn't want to get into anymore trouble and had been friends ever since.

"Chill out, Mason." Emmett said, giving me the stink eye.

"Relax Cullen," I said. "I'm just trying to calm my nerves. You know I hate stuff like this."

"We know, just be yourself, well not exactly yourself. Be a better yourself. Make sense?" Jazz asked.

"Whatever," I said as I went to the room where the executive producer, Aro Volturi, said to meet him.

B POV

After we got home from filming the girls and I spent the rest of the night cleaning my room and talking about what we expected of the next day. Rose insisted that I leave some "interesting finds" accessible to the boys as to keep them distracted and to give the show runners something to decent to cut together in the final process.

The next morning I was at the studio bright and early. We had picked out a pair of high-waisted denim shorts, a fun colored Janis Joplin cropped sweetheart t-shirt that revealed a small amount of skin should I lift my arms above my head, and some denim colored flats.

"Ah, Bella you look lovely," Aro said as I walked to the meeting room at twenty til nine.

"Can we get started?" I asked, attempting to be polite. "I mean, I'm really nervous and excited." I added quickly when I saw and annoyed expression cross his face at my rushing.

"Sure." He said tightly. "Let's get you to the court yard. The boys have already been picked up."

"Cool!" I said getting almost as excited as Alice now.

Em POV

I was feeling excited for today. We would be getting kidnapped at some point today and the anticipation was making me fidgety. After my morning work out and subsequent shower I walked out of the bathroom to put some jeans and a wife beater so I could hopefully get something to eat before we got everything underway. Just as I hit the last step on the staircase the doorbell ring.

"I'll get it!" I yelled when I was halfway down the stairs.

I opened the door and was immediately grabbed by a guy in what looked like a auto mechanic's jumpsuit.

"What the hell!" I yelled, as I was dragged across our lawn. "Can I at lease get some toast?"

Jazz POV

I was in the kitchen drinking my coffee when the doorbell rang. Hearing Emmett say that he would answer it I continued looking through my emails for work until I heard my brother yell. I sat my mug on the counter and walked towards the noise.

"Em, what on earth are you doing?" I asked as I turned the corner to the sitting room; only to be grabbed by the arm and dragged to a van idling in our driveway.

Ed POV

I was sitting upstairs in my room enjoying a morning practice run of the new piece I was working on for my boss when I heard the doorbell being rang and Emmett yelling that he would answer the door. Assuming it was just one of the production staff for the show I finished my run and got up to get dressed for the day.

I heard a knock on my door as I pulled on a pair of jeans and yelled for whoever it was to hold on a second. The knocking persisted as I was attempting to pick out a shirt to wear. I growled in frustration and yanked my door open to see what was the matter.

"Em! Jazz! What the hell do you wa-," I was cut off by someone grabbing me and pulling me down the stairs then throwing me into a work van.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked the two knuckle heads next to me as I got my wits about me again.

"Shhh," Em said like a three year old watching the screen in front of him. "It's starting."

The screen had turned on and a beautiful brunette with deep chocolate eyes came into view. The camera zoomed out and I was stunned by the beauty I got the pleasure to witness. She had curves in all the right places and legs that went on forever. As my eyes roamed up her body I could hear the guys muttering to themselves next to me.

"Daaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmnnnnnnnn," we all said aloud at the same time. My eyes locked on hers again as the camera panned out even further to show her standing in what looked like a park but, what was more than likely the same courtyard we had filmed our introductions in yesterday.

"Hey guys I'm Bella, and I'm picking one of you to take me on a date." She said in an enchanting voice. "I don't get to meet any of you until later but, I will be going through your rooms shortly. I have my girls ready to help me investigate anything I find, via webcam, and my trusty spy kit so let's get started."

B POV

Ok, so that was easier than I thought, I said to myself as I got into the huge SUV waiting outside in the parking lot. The driver, Alec I believe, closed the door behind me and proceeded to drive me to a nice neighborhood and into the driveway of what I assume is the house these guys live in.

"This is it Bella." He said as he opened the door for me.

"Thanks," I muttered. "Well, here goes nothing," I said a little louder this time for the cameras.