I decided who to go with. Sorry if you chose the other guy, but I have a better plot line with this one!

I do not own Twilight or any of the characters, even though I have tried convincing numerous people I do.

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BPOV

He let out a booming laugh. "You never change, Bells! Good to see you though,"

"You're an asshole, Emmett Cullen." I smiled. "Who's the girl this time?"

"Uh-uh, Bella Swan, you aren't getting any scoops on me tonight! I learned my lesson, little girl." He shook his finger at me disapprovingly.

"Aw, come on, Em, it would totally be off the record. Besides I have a better scoop going on." I bragged. "Your story would bore everyone to tears." I started to walk away when I felt him grab me. I internally smiled. Sucker. He always fell for it.

"How about I make a deal with you," He offered. I nodded, waiting for his to continue, "I'll tell you about me and you have to tell me about your new story." I paused and considered it. I really had nothing to lose.

"Deal, but you have to go first," He held up two fingers as if to say, 'Scouts Honor'.

"We got ourselves a little chat to have then, Bella. Let's head to the kitchen. It's way too loud out here to gossip, but you would know all about that, wouldn't you?" I ignored his jab at me and proceeded into the kitchen. I plopped down on one of the barstools and waited for his story.

"I don't have a girl," He chuckled.

"Emmett! You suck and are such a liar!" I threw a chip at him.

He caught it and popped it in his mouth. "I wish I was lying, but no, the current girlfriend dumped me when she found out I had another girl. Women." He shook his head.

"You're being serious?" He nodded his curly brunette haired head, "Really?" He rolled his eyes at me. "Sorry! Just making sure. You never know with you." I muttered.

He reached over and ruffled my hair. "Now it's your turn to spill the beans." He smiled deviously.

"Hm, I don't know, Em, you pulled quite a stunt on me a couple minutes and you messed with my hair. You should know never to do that," I scolded him. He pouted at me and I decided to make his evening by telling him about my article. "But I guess I could make an exception for your."

He clapped his hands together, "I'm ready, bring it on."

"So, I was admiring this beautiful necklace in a window down the street from where I work…" I continued my story, laughing at his expression during certain parts of my story. "So, basically, I worm my way into Edward Masen's life, get the story, and then I am out of here. No more cheating superstars," I teased. Emmett's face seemed to be frozen in shock. "Emmett, what?"

"You have to write about Edward Masen?"

"Yeah, so?" Why would it matter so much to him?

"Nuh-uh, you aren't doing it. Edward's my pal and there is no way I am letting you break his heart."

"Jeez, Emmett, when did you get a conscious?" I was annoyed that he was trying to tell me what to do. "I just want to get out of company and write about stuff that matters."

"No. I grew up with him, and there is no way in hell I am going to stand aside and let you do an expose on his life." He said firmly.

"You aren't going to stop me."

"Watch me," He threatened, standing up to his full six-four frame. It was very intimidating, but I wasn't backing down.

"Bella? Is something wrong?" Rose entered the kitchen, taking in the scene before her.

"Nothing's wrong, just having a little chat with my friend here," I said through gritted teeth. I glanced at Emmett and then back at Rose. Wait, no, back at Emmett. Was he drooling? Oh, this is perfect. "Will you excuse us quick, Rose? I just need to finish this up quick." She nodded and left the room.

"You are so busted!" I turned to Emmett triumphantly.

He gazed at me stupidly. "Wh-what are you talking about?" He sputtered.

"You. Want. Rose. You want Rose!" Emmett clapped a large hand over my mouth.

"Shh! Wait, how do you know her? Can you hook me up?" He asked like a little dweeb in high school.

"I don't think so, Em. You see, I've known Rose for awhile and I can't let you hurt her," I shrugged. "But if you help me by keeping my secret, I could help you get Rose." I said sweetly.

He paused, thinking hard, and I sat there patiently, my chin cradled in my hands. I already knew the answer, but I loved to watch Emmett think. However, I was having my doubts, he was taking awhile to answer. Just when I was losing my confidences, he said,

"I'll do it," I clapped my hands. He held up his hand, "But on one condition. You tell Edward the day before that article gets published, you got that?"

I sighed, but decided it was worth it, and probably fair. I knew this was the best deal I was going to get. I held out my hand. "Deal." He took my hand and we shook on it.

Let the games begin.

EmPOV

I listened to Bella's story, horrified that her boss was making her do this. How horrible can you get? Hey, ruin this guy's life and I'll get you a better job. What a nice lady. Not.

Edward Masen was a nice guy. I had grown up with him as kids and met him later in my life when we both got famous, him for acting and I for football. He was fun to be around and with Jasper we made the perfect Three Musketeers.

I was absolutely positive that I wasn't going to help Bella ruin him. I know I can handle what she writes about, but this boy couldn't take it. Then, a blonde goddess walked into the kitchen and everything went downhill from there.

She was gorgeous. Her hair flowed down her back in tiny waves and her dress accentuated her tiny figure and her mile high legs. This goddess had the most luscious red lips I have ever seen and I was desperate to kiss them, just to see if they were as good as they looked.

"Bella? Is something wrong?" came out of her succulent lips and I almost keeled over right there. She gave me a look that said, If You're Bugging Her, Ill Kick Your Ass, which no girl has ever given me.

Bella asked her to wait outside and I watched her hips sway out the door.

"You are so busted!" I heard Bella cry out. I turned towards her, ripping my gaze from the door that the girl of my dreams had just went out of.

"Wh-what are you talking about?" I realized how stupid I sounded. Of course Bella had figured it out, but why did it matter so freaking much?

"You. Want. Rose. You want Rose!" She squealed and I clapped my hand around her mouth, trying to shut her up.

"Shh! Wait, how do you know her? Can you hook me up?" I was desperate to meet this girl and get to know her, even if I sounded like a sixteen year old hormonal boy.

Bella gave me the same crap I gave her about Edward, but my reason to meet Rose was definitely different. I wanted to know everything about her, not use her.

"But if you help me by keeping my secret, I could help you get Rose." She finished.

I had to think about this one. I did want to meet Rose, but I didn't want to hurt Edward. What kind of friend would that make me? A pretty bad one. Bros before hoes.

But then again, those hips, the lips, her hair, I groaned. It was so breathtaking and beautiful. There had to be a compromise to this. I sat and thought some more when I had an idea.

"I'll do it," She started to clap her hands together. I held up my hand to silence her, "But on one condition. You tell Edward the day before that article gets published, you got that?"

She sighed, probably knowing this was the best deal she was going to get. She held her hand out to me to shake. I took it and we shook on it.

"Deal," she said with finality.

Let the games begin, and I hoped to God this would all work out.

Sorry it's short, but more to come, I think?

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