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And to A is for Angel, who is the first person to call me an angel…
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BPOV

I hate that stupid alarm! It doesn't know the meaning of five more minutes! I tried to press the snooze button, but all I heard was Alice's beautiful voice (sarcasm) telling me to get up. I sprung up. How did Alice get in my room? I locked the door!

Did Alice really program her voice into my snooze button??? (Actually, I think you can do that!)

Only Alice, I thought shaking my head. This had to be the first morning in months that I giggled before 10 in the morning.

Why did I have to get up so early anyway? Oh right, Alice wants to take me shopping for the meeting with my new 'bootyguard'. That's what Alice calls him. She says he protects my body, like a bodyguard, but he will also keep every single guy away from me.

And I still think it's completely unnecessary! I understand that Alice and Rosalie are only trying to protect me but still it's just going to get annoying. The other thing I want to understand is, why do I have to endure a whole day of shopping just to meet a bodyguard? We are meeting at Starbucks, not going on a dinner date to some restaurant with a lake view! Why are they making it seem like a date?

Alice and Rose are always so mad that I gave up dating, but it is kind of impossible with my status. Every one knows I am a little more than wealthy. I didn't want to give my heart away to someone who was just after my money and fame. That's probably all people would want me for anyway. I am to much of an icon for my own good.

Alice knocked me out of my musing by banging on my bedroom door with Rosalie in tow.

"Bella, get dressed we're leaving in five minutes!." They both said in sync. I sighed and got ready. This is going to be the beginning of another long day. I could feel it.

BPOV

After a cruel day of shopping and makeovers, it was finally time to meet the bodyguard. My eyelashes hurt from the mascara, even though Alice claimed she only put on one coat, and my lips felt bigger. They didn't tell me plumping gloss stung.

We had agreed to meet at Starbucks. I knew with Alice and the stress she would put under me, that I would need to relax with a hot chocolate.

I got there right on time, and pulled a small post it out of my pocket. Esme had given me Edward's description on the phone. I started to look for a man with bronze-hair, pale skin, and green eyes. He was about six feet tall, which was supposed to make him and extra good body guard-

… Oh my, Is that a GREEK GOD?

EPOV

Alright, its time to go meet Miss Isabella. Thank God we picked Starbucks as the place to meet. I'm going to need it after today's chaotic mess I like to call work!

I jumped in the Volvo, and started toward Starbucks. I just really hope Esme was right, and Isabella wasn't like the other celebrities.

As I was lost in my thoughts, a beep from behind alerted me to the light changed. I turned into Starbucks and parked my car.

I went in and grabbed the secluded table in the back. We would need the privacy to talk without any fans.

I went in line and grabbed my piece of heaven otherwise known as coffee, and started back to the table.

The little bell rang, and in came a gorgeous, pale, slender but not muscular, absolutely beautiful woman wearing sunglasses. She was obviously looking for someone.

OH MY GOD. That was Isabella. TV Cameras obviously didn't get her beauty right at all!

I realized that I was staring, so I quickly waved her over.

She smiled, and I almost died right then. Her smile was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen…

"Hello, are you Edward Masen? Esme's nephew?" she asked in that dazzling voice, tearing me from my thoughts.

"Yes, and you must be Miss Isabella. You look lovely today." I saw a blush beginning to form on her cheeks. She was even more beautiful when she blushed.

"Thank you. You can call me Bella." She said taking off her sun glasses.

Her eyes were a beautiful chocolate color, and very deep and mysterious…

"Let's get started then." I said, and we began our business.

BPOV

After I saw Edward, I had a hard time looking away. He was just so… beautiful. He was enough of a gentlemen to get us a table in the back where no could recognize me.

After I came out of my trance, I realized he was also staring at me. I wondered if I had anything in my teeth or any other embarrassing thing. I quickly ran my tounge over my teeth to check for anything. I'm very self-conscious like that.

When I caught my breath, I attempted speech. "Hello, are you Edward Masen? Esme's nephew?" I asked stupidly. Of course he was! No one else could fit the description, even if the description didn't do him justice.

"Yes, and you must be Miss Isabella. You look lovely today." I could feel the blush rising in my cheeks. Sometimes I really hate my wiliness to blush so easily.

I could already tell that I wanted him to know me better. "Thank you. You can call me Bella." While taking off Rosalie's sunglasses she got me.

"Let's get started then." Edward spoke. Oh, right. We were here for business.

That was a beginning of a truly excellent night.

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