A/N Yes so Edward had seen Bella on the cover of Maximum, that magazine with half naked girls that men drool over all
day. I wonder how little Eddie is going to react? And also Bella is a little OOC.

Bella

I stole one last glance in my mirror as I strutted out of my dressing room in the modeling agency building. I looked fabulous today with
my large D-cups (thank gawd for breast implants!) covered up by my simple black baby doll top, dark denim jeans, and cheetah ballet flats.
My medium brown hair was highlighted with natural looking lighter brown highlights and was clipped back in a half ponytail fashion and my
short bangs were swept expertly to the side. My eyes were thickly lined with black, my mascara was super heavy, and my hair and lips
were glossy to the extreme.

Of course as soon as my perfectly manicured toenail was placed out of the building, paparazzi engulfed me with cameras and questions.
Thank goodness my personal security guard, Curtis, was there to rescue me though. I was running late, so Curtis just pranced through
the sea of people, hoisted me over his 40 year old massive bodybuilding shoulder, and easily jogged out of the storm of people who
departed like the Red Sea. A favorite white limo was waiting for me. Did I mention that Curtis was the vampire guard ever?

After he shoved me into the limo, he danced (A/N haha imagine a security guard dancing and prancing?) to the drivers side and sped
off maniac-vampire-style out of the parking lot.

"Jeez, Cur-tis, You need some major chill-pillage," I muttered to my self.

He chuckled at my annoyed blubbering. Gah! Stupid vamps and their wretched super hearing skills!

"Well, sorry, oh great Isabella! But you mustn't be late for the interview!" (A/N Curtis is an old vampire, so he talks funny)

I rolled my large brown eyes and slumped back in the black leather seat. Ever since I had begun modeling, people had a sudden interest
in my personal life. Now I was going to have a live interview tonight. My popularity had gone up insanely in the past few days, ever since
I had been on the cover of Maximum. Stupid men and lesbian women and their stupid hormones. Good thing Curtis isn't like that.

As we sat in silence, I let my mind wander randomly. What was Edward doing now?

Edward

I roared in outrage.

Everyone in the little shop flinched at my loud outburst. I walked swiftly walked out onto the streets and into an ally, the drool covered
magazine clutched in my balled up hand. When I arrived to the ally with Jasper and Emmett flanking at my sides, I sunk to the ground and
stared at the outrageous cover.

My beautiful, once sweet Bella was on the cover of the most vile magazine for perverted men all across America! She was wearing a
practically see through dark blue laced bra on her massive breasts, with a cascade of brown hair tumbling down her shoulder and stopping
at the bottom of her sternum. Her lower body wasn't showing, but her face was. She had smoky dark eye shadow with pale pink glossy lips
which were worn in a smug, sexy smile. It felt as though she was taunting me! How could myself, or any man for that matter, walk away
from a woman as gorgeous as she was? If I wasn't so angry right now, I might have masturbated with the magazine cover myself.

Gah! I could only imagine every man's thoughts when they picked this up. I could now see why the men had drooled over this in the shop.
Why the hell was Bella doing this?!

I let out another scream of outrage as my brothers tried to comfort me. I knew I wasn't going to be comforted until I found Bella. I was going
to talk some sense into her today!

A/N DUHN DUHN DUUHHHNNNN!!! Wonder what little Eddie is going to do when he sees her? I hope update tomorrow and get the
interview in. That will answer many of your questions.