A/N: Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. Enjoy!

Bella POV

I tapped on the gas pedal lightly and my car inched forward slowly. I approached 30 Rockefeller Place as I drove along the street. Reserved parking spot number five was mine, as I wrote one of the most popular shows on television, Simplicity. The elevator ride was a short ride up and I shared it with somebody from craft services named Carlo.

I walked through the lobby as I was making my way towards the writing office. It took 32 paces to get there. A scent of freesia, strawberries, plumeria and pomegranate enveloped my senses and I took a deep breath.

"Thank you, Georgia, for spraying Endless! You know it's my favourite scent!" I smiled nicely at her as she peered over at me from her desk. Georgia was the intern here at Simplicity and she got everything for my co-writers and I. I was always very thankful for her as she made our lives much easier.

"Bella!" Matt waved over at me from his padded chair. He surveyed my outfit. I was wearing a blue three-quarter sleeved shirt, a smooth black skirt, black Converse and a black jacket. "I rate you an 8.3!"

"Matt!" I groaned. "You don't need to rate me every morning! It's not like it matters does it?"

He shrugged his shoulders. I playfully slapped him and he feigned hurt. He walked away from me as I opened my laptop bag and dumped the contents onto the giant desk the writers congregated around. Out tumbled a tube of Chapstick, five hair scrunchies, a pack of new pencils (which smelled nicely of pine wood), a pack of pens, two pads of paper, a small on the go roll on tube of Endless, my BlackBerry Storm, an English thesaurus, a pink eraser, some coloured paper clips, a daily planner and a bottle of liquid white out.

"Wow, take out the trash!" Todd laughed as I unzipped my laptop compartment and took out my HP Pavilion Entertainment PC. It had karaoke and sometimes when I go to the bathroom you can hear Matt karaoke to "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" by Cyndi Lauper. It was especially hilarious when he made his own words up to the rhythm of the song. He'd always look up innocently when I entered the room again.

"Hey Bell guess what?" Todd asked as he rummaged through his own bag, his dirty blonde hair getting in the way of his piercing blue eyes. He pulled out a piece of paper and set it down on the table.

"What?"

"Well it turns out we have a half day today!" he smiled with both of his dimples and handed me a Starbucks coffee. A cinnamon pumpkin spiced hot chocolate. My favourite.

"Thanks Todd!" I smiled widely and hugged him until he started fakely gagging. I laughed and powered up my computer so we could start our work today and so I could note ideas for further episodes.

Ten minutes after we had started writing, Jack Cromwell entered the room. We quickly straightened up and continued on writing so it looked that Todd, Matt and I were accomplishing much more work than we actually were.

"Ech-hem!" he coughed into his elbow.

I looked up seriously from my work. "Yes Mr. Cromwell?"

He started to talk. "You are getting a new colleague today. He should be arriving soon. Good luck." He left the room as quickly as he entered it.

The writers and I got back into the same positions we were before he entered. We heard a big booming laugh and heavy footsteps enter the room. I swiveled around in my chair to see a huge guy enter the room. He had dark curly hair and big muscles. He had the most interesting eyes I had ever seen before, bright amber. I stared at them and smiled.

"Hey, I'm Bella Swan," I shook his massive hand.

His booming laughter echoed the room. "I'm Em-Carter Quincy," he said hastily as he avoided my eyes.

I stared at him like I'd seen pigs fly. A huge gasp found it's way out of my mouth. The ivory skin, amber eyes. I suddenly remembered where I knew him.

"Don't lie to me. You're- you're Emmett. Emmett Cullen."

He looked into my eyes and sadly nodded yes.