OMG guys. Took like 3 days to write this. If I get enough reviews, I'll update within a week? WARNING! There's a bit of swearing in this chapter.

Bella

This really is a beautiful country. All things aside, especially the disgustingly temperamental weather, England is a beautiful place. It's exactly like you see in the movies, though I must say I was rather disappointed when I found out Hogwarts wasn't real.

Knocking on the Cullen door never got easier. I'd been coming here for the everyday for 3 days and I was yet to feel comfortable with this, I came on a purely professional purpose of course; the chances of me ever forming any kind of relationship with a Cullen are slim to none.

'Come in,' a voice belonging to Rosalie beckons. I guess they knew it was us considering the door was unlocked. I walk through the thresh hold after making an honest effort to ensure my shoes were clean so I won't dirty Esme's clean carpets, I squat to remove my shoes when Esme starts to descend down the stairs.

'Oh no, please sweetheart. Don't take your shoes off, really. It's fine.' She says

Don't call me sweetheart. I think before politely telling her that the shoes are muddy and I don't want to dirty her carpets. She offers to get me some indoor slippers so I won't be walking around the house, once again I politely decline insisting that my socks will do just fine; I don't need anything from any of them.

Esme ushers me the living room where the TV is murmuring quietly to a home improvement program. I sit the corner of a sofa, opposite Rosalie my eyes fixated on the TV although the program did not hold my interest; Emma is the one who's into that kind of stuff.

The beauty queen seems to be contemplating whether or not to conjure up a conversation, after opening and closing her mouth several times, she finally decides to leave me be. Thank the Lord for that! I think sarcastically. My phone vibrates in my pocket alerting me of a new text. It's from Jeremy saying her and Taylor are almost here. I pull myself off that sofa and head to the studio leaving Rosalie staring after me. Once there, I get everything prepared. Turn everything on, set tracks ready to record and even tune the guitars and finally, sit in concentration. Drawing to mind the characteristics of my alter ego. Her hair, eyes, skin tone; everything that made her Hayley. Drawing them to the forefront of my mind and projecting them to the world.

3rd Person

Slowly but surely, Paramore arrived at the Cullen home. After Bella came Taylor and Jeremy. Now in her other self, she says to the boys 'You're late' before tutting and tapping her wrist where an invisible watch sat. The same happened when the brothers arrived, only this time it was Hayley, Jeremy and Hayley who told the brothers. It was clear that this was not an uncommon occurrence in their lives. They teased each other often; it's what kept the world spinning for them.

They do a short session mostly instrumentals or acapellas; rarely is it that the band record pieces as a quintet. Emmett, as loyal as ever, is there for every minute of it. It still hasn't sunk in that his favourite band is using his studio in his house. It is at times like this that he wishes he has normal friends to whom he could show off to, normal friends who would be green with envy rather than his vampire siblings who did not appreciate that blessing that is Paramore.

At around 10am the door bell rings and a camera crew of about 6 people stands at the Cullen door step. They ask if Paramore are there and present their IDs saying they are here to finish filming a documentary about the band. Behind them is a man who introduces himself as Louis Theroux. He says he is a presenter and echoes the camera man saying that they are here to film Paramore and 'ask a few questions about the records before disappearing.' He promises that they shan't be long.

The band is given a short summary of how things would go. The documentary is Behind Brand New Eyes. It will focus on how the band got to write their 3rd studio album. What lead them to where they are right now; it would show their fans a Paramore they're yet to see.

There was already footage from when the band recorded the album, what they needed now was the individual interviews.

First up is Josh. He speaks of what the album means to him. He speaks of how he views it as how each member of the band see's the band from a new perspective hence the title of the album.

Hayley speaks of how the album is about 'learning people'. She speaks of how it's about how it's about learning relationships, growing up, finding your own identity, finding your ideas and sticking by them no matter the outcome.

Taylor talks about how the band was once a close group, how the liked the same things. Listened to the same music and basically had the same opinions to each member blossoming to their own person and completely different individuals.

Jeremy talks about the hardships within their friendship groups and how they affected the band and their music. He talks of how in order to accept a change in someone and love them like you did before is to look at them through Brand New Eyes.

Zac talks about zebras.

(Behind Brand New Eyes is like a 30 minute documentary and I will not write it out for you. You can find it on YouTube if you wanna.)

The interviews continue until Louis lands on the subject that had a lot of fans, Emmett included, near tears; the possibility of Paramore breaking up.

The band talk about how constantly being with the same people for seven years can lead to bashing of heads.

With the camera crew gone and the band packing their equipment, Bella let the illusion drop and it was then that the Cullens finally took time to appreciate Bella's true beauty. Her face had lost its childish roundness and had taken a clearer shape. Her lips which were once too full for her face are not in perfect proportion to her, her big vibrant eyes stuck out more than any other feature she possessed, surprisingly; her eyes were still the chocolate brown they always were. Her body was tall, slim, legs that seem to go on for smiles. Her hair fell past her breasts in its think, mahogany gentle waves until it faded just above her navel. Around her neck was a simple looking sliver necklace which carries something although it was concealed by her shirt. Yes, Isabella Swan had grown to be a beautiful woman, it was just a shame they didn't get a chance to see her grow.

. . . . .

Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You say you read me like a book
But the pages all are torn and frayed

I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay now
I'm okay now

But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this
I'm okay
Trust me

I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay

Alice

Bella sung quietly with the radio to one of Em's strange songs. I didn't get why he liked this kind of music, it was just noise if asked me. I saw no point to it but my brother loved it. Normally, Paramore isn't my thing either; once again, banging, screaming, noise is just like, ew! But their angst ridden music was decent, not that I'd ever admit to being a 'Parawhore'. It was quite strange to hear Bella swear, actually. The Bella I knew used to blush after saying 'damn', this one told someone she was speaking to on the phone to 'shut the fuck up, you asshole'. Mind you, it was in a playful manner however the reality of the words was still there. Personally, I've never seen the appeal to swearing; it makes one look crass and uneducated but who knew one could swear and sound so classy at the time?

The doorbell alerted us of our Christmas guests, old friends of Carlisle and some of Emmett's were joining us this year, as was Alexis's brother; it would be nice to meet a member of her family – she was a very secluded person when it came to her family. Whenever we asked of them she's simply say she had none or say "it's complicated." It was my brother's wish that we leave be, and that she's talk about them when she wanted to. It had surprised even Edward when she asked if her brother, Jordan, could join us for Christmas this year. Esme was delighted, she'd seen it as a sign of her accepting us and acknowledging that for the for see able future, she would be a honourary Cullen.

"Ok, I don't know. Let me see what I can. Love you too." Alexis hung up her call to a male voice which left a few eyebrows raised in the room. Love you too? I'd never heard her utter the words to Edward yet she's saying them to a man on the phone...

She cleared her throat before nervously speaking "Esme, would it be OK if my brother joined us for Christmas this year? I mean, he has no family other than myself, he's only 19 and he has nowhere to go, well, he could spend Christmas in his dorm if he has to but I'd rather him be here if it's alright. I understand is he can't, really, it's no bother." She finished looking like a teenager who's just asked a crush out fearing rejecting; the poor girl looked like she was close to tears. Nerves were not a normal thing for Alexis: confidence? Yes, conceitedness? Absolutely but nerves were something new for all of us. It was a glimpse of the real person inside of her, the one who cared and nurtured for her brother; it was nice.

Esme watched her closely not saying a word through her little display, a small smile playing at her lips; she was touched. She didn't say a word, she simply nodded in response.

It looked like the weight of the world had been lifted off Alexis's shoulders, after thanking Esme several times, she went off to call her brother back. Esme stood staring after her for a while before returning to her book.

She's not a bad person.

Whether she's ever be a Mrs. Cullen was a mystery to all of us, and by the looks of things, Alexis and Edward included. There were times when he seemed to genuinely care for the girl while at other times it looked like she was only useful for her body. I don't know if my brother loves her, I don't know if he ever will, she was quite a look alike for Bella of which the lady in question didn't fail to notice. Once the illusion was dropped, a small gasp escaped Alexis's lips as she looked at someone who could pass for her sister. Both had brown her, Bella's fell in curls where as Alexis's feel in waves. Bella stood at 5'6 with a slight build, Alexis's 5'8 frame complimented Edward's 6'2 build better though I feel no one would ever suit my brother more than Bella.

Caroline, Chris, Han, a small, sullen Korean man, walked through the door removing their unnecessary winter coats and shaking snow off their boots.

To my surprise, Caroline walked into the room and immediately threw her arms around Bella and didn't let go for a shirt while.

"Trying to kill me, Channing?" asked Bella before squeezing Caroline back and let go of her. "You don't die very easily, Foster." Replied Caroline. Foster? "I haven't seen you in two year Isabella and you dare ask your best friend if she's trying to kill you. Bitch, if I wanted you dead you wouldn't be stood there!" Caroline said before shoving Bella and turning to us.

"I am so sorry! How rude of me. Hi Alice she said coming in to hug me! How are you?!" I was quite fond of Caroline, she was a nice girl, a socialite, loved to shop almost as much as I did. In theory, Bella and she couldn't be 'best friends'. They were polar opposites! No need denying the jealousy brewing inside me.

"Hi, Caroline. It's been a while, how are you?" and how do you know Bella? Why did you call her Foster? It appears it's not only Caroline who's acquainted with Bella; the rest of her crew came in, Chris came and picked an unsuspecting Bella of the floor, Han came and hugged her! Cute, really considering her stood and 4'8 therefore his head rested perfectly on her breasts. This, of course, didn't go unnoticed by Bella. She merely laughed it off before giving him a high 5 of which Han had to jump to reach her hand! Had quite a few people laughing and Han pouting!

After all the formalities were done, the band took all their equipment home before coming back with a thank you card which was signed by Hayley, not Bella and a check inside, which Emmett framed next to his signed posters. He refused to cash it, insisting that if anything, he should be paying Paramore for using his studio.

. . . "So," I asked the question that I'm sure was not only on my mind "how do you know Bella, Caroline?"

She looked up from the fashion magazine that she was reading. Vogue's Christmas special is amazing, can't deny that! "I know her through Chris." She said before dropping her head again. OK. I though.

We all turned to Chris who said "She's my brother's wife."

Is that a good ending or what? Do you hate me? Yay or nay?

Please don't hate Alexis! She's not a bad person!