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I do not own twilight or any songs that are mentioned in this chapter but I would love to.

We Meet Again

My life just turned upside down, I have not booked a shoot in a couple of days, and that never happens to me.

I am going to do something; I need to keep my job I do not want to be some hobo living on the streets and begging people for money just so I can buy drugs.

I took a quick shower and threw on jeans and a T-shirt, I grabbed and apple and left my apartment.

I am going to go to Vogue and ask for a job, I know that is just pitiful but I need to get my life back from that hideous drunk picture of me. They should not judge people that are having fun with there friends like any other firkin celebrities.

I am going to pilot my own life now.

I flagged a cab down and asked to take me to the headquarters of Vogue. (I do not even know if it is in L.A. but I am making it up so please play along with me.) I got out of the cab and walked to the big glass doors leading into the metal looking building.

"Hello, I am Isabella Swan, can I please speak to the manager of Vogue. I want to speak to him or her now and I don't care if he is in a meeting get him NOW!" I yelled at the women, she looked frighten. She quickly dialed her office phone.

"Mr. Cullen, Isabella Swan is here and she really wants to speak to you now." She whispered shouted into the phone.

"She won't hang on she doesn't care if you are talking to Robert Pattinson, she wants to speak now." She paused to listen to Mr. Cullen. She looked like she was going to pee her pants she was so scared. "I would not push her bottoms she is pissed right now. I am guessing from the picture." She giggled at the end. I pointed a finger at her, I wanted to do bad stuff to this women but I decided to try to stay calm.

"Ok, I will tell her." She said and hung up the phone.

"Isabella, he would like for you to go to the top floor and he will be waiting for you."

"Thank you", I said and looked to see if she had a nametag. "Lauren. I am glad you listened to me or you could have gotten hurt."

I walked to the elevators, pressed the up botton, and waited. All of the sudden the elevator arrived and Robert Pattinson stepped out, he was hot but he looked like he wanted to kill me. What ever I am much more important then the sexy vampire for the stupid Twilight books. (I do not hate Twilight at all, but it seemed like it would fit.)

I passed him, brushed his shoulder, and stepped into the elevator. I pressed the 50th floor button and went up the building.

I feel so badass today, I love it.

When the elevator door opened, I was greeted by a man that looked very familiar, but I could not bring my self to know who he was.

Then his face got all twisted as if he just ate moldy bread.

"Oh, so Isabella Swan was the women that spilled a martini on my most favorite shirt. I am guessing those picture were from Club Ice, am I right?" The hot guy said. Now I remember him, I spilled my drink on his shirt but I apologized to him many times.

"Uh, Ya, but I said I am sorry like ten times, and you can just go buy it again, you have so much money Mr. Cullen." I was starting to get really pissed now. I wanted to slap him but his face is way to cute to slap he looks so much hotter in light and not all sweaty from dancing.

"What ever, how can I help you Miss. Swan?" Hot guy said.

"I would like to just make a story for your next issue, I want to make my self look good from those embarrassing pictures of me, please, please can you help me?" I begged I wanted to get down on my knees but I would look like an idiot.

"Fine, but it will be a maximum of four pages and you can have just two pictures of you. However, they can't be full sized pictures." He explained while putting his hands in his pockets. He turned around and went to his office.

I quickly made my self-look better and followed him, he is hot, but that cannot distract me from what has to be done.

"Mr. Cullen sir, can you please help me. I would love for your help. I want it to be perfect." I explained to him, he would never understand how important this is to my job and me.

"Fine, let's meet at The Cheesecake Factory, 12:30 and if you are late you will not have to spread in the next issue." He said and turned back to his work. His office overlooked the park and in the distance, you could see the beach, it was a magnificent view.

"Ok, thanks so much sir, you will not regret this decision." I said while walking to the elevator.

He mumbled something along the lines of I would. However, I cannot let that get me down, I am going to make him want to do this spread, and maybe we can let the tension between us let up.

xXx

When I got to my apartment, I headed to me closet to pick out an outfit that made me look hot but not look like a total slut.

I rummaged through my tops and bottoms but nothing ever fit exactly what I wanted.

I walked to the side where all my dresses were. I picked a off the shoulder dark blue dress with ruffles. I found the same color shoes that were strappy and very high.

I set them down on a chair and got ready for bed, I want to get my beauty sleep so I look refreshed for tomorrow.

I quickly slipped on my silk top and bottoms, brushed my hair, teeth, and washed my face. I climbed in to my big king bed that was all white and my walls were dark blue and dark purple. Those two colors are my favorite.

I feel into a very deep slumber.

xXx

I was woken up by my alarm again. I stretched my legs, arms, and gradually dragged my have sleeping body into the shower.

After I took a shower, I curled my hair but bobby pined my hair on my right side over to my left and put a sparkly broach on it.

I have only, hour and a half left to get ready and be at the restaurant. I quickly put on my makeup, pulled on my dress, strapped my heels on, grabbed a white clutch, and left my apartment.

I got into my red Ferrari and headed to The Cheesecake factory. I turned up the music in my car and sang along to Take it Home by The White Tie Affair.

I finally got there with five minutes to spare and went into the restaurant.

"Excuse me, has Mr. Cullen asked for a table yet." I asked politely.

"Yes", a man said about two years younger then me, he finally looked at me a gawked. "Um, follow me. Are you Isabella Swan?"

"Yes, but call me Bella." I said while flirting I wanted to be nice to him, let him think he can get me but really cannot. Ok maybe that was not nice but oh well.

"Here you go." He pointed to the table. His nametag read Mike.

"Thank you Mike." I said and gave him a little wave.

"Trying to dazzle all the guys Isabella?" I herd a velvety voice, it was so sexy, and I knew it was Edwards.

I turned around and was greeted by him. He was dressed in a black suit with a classic black shirt and tie. He looks so mysterious in his tuxedo.

"Please call me Bella for now on." I asked but I tried for it to sound nice.

"Ok, Bella. Let's start this interview shall we?" He asked me. However, I got lost in his incredible green eyes, there were like pools of green, and I could drown in them.

"Um, sure. You are the boss." I tried to be funny but he did not laugh.

"Have you ever worked in a charity or donated items to any charity?" He asked me.

"I have worked at a soup kitchen and donate all of my last year's clothing to goodwill, same with my old cars." I explained.

He wrote all of my answers down while we were talking. We finished our main course when our waiter, Tyler asked if we wanted dessert.

Mr. Cullen looked at the menu, "Can we have a slice of carrot cake cheese cake please and what would you like Bella?"

"Can I have just regular with strawberries please?" I asked.

"Sure, coming right up." Tyler said. He left right after.

"I didn't know models like to eat dessert?" Mr. Cullen asked.

"I usually don't but if I do I will just go work out. I hate models that never eat and they are to thin." I explained.

"Well, you are quite different then most models Bella." He replied.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I asked. I hope it is not bad.

"It's just interesting not really good or bad." He said.

I think I am falling for this guy but he when he is mean he isn't nice to be around.

"Ok." I said.

Tyler brought out cheesecake out and we both started to dig in, but not literally.

We finished our dessert and Tyler brought then bill. I took out my platinum card and was about to set it down when Mr. Cullen did.

"I can pay for it because I asked for you to interview me." I explained and he agreed.

I stood up and walked to the door with Mr. Cullen on my side. "Thanks for interviewing me, it was an honor."

"Call me Edward." Edward said and left.

Wow Mr. Edward Cullen is hot, I think I really like him.