Sorry for everyone who's been waiting for the Breaking Dawn and Dusk updates

Sorry for everyone who's been waiting for the Breaking Dawn and Dusk updates! I've been on vacation in my cousin's house for the past two months. The breaking dawn and dusk chapters are back at home in my computer. I actually finished chap2 of breaking dawn and I'm currently I the middle of chap3 of dusk, as I said I'll update them as soon as I get home. This is just for fun. We weren't going anywhere today and I was really bored so I decided on writing stuff. Please, please, please tell me if you want this to continue.



"Okay guys," I spoke into the mike. "When it rains by Paramore."

We were at a local club in Brooklyn, doing our usual Friday night appearance.

"One, two, three."

And when it rains,
On this side of town it touches, everything.
Just say it again and mean it.
We don't miss a thing.
You made yourself a bed
At the bottom of the blackest hole (blackest hole)
And convinced yourself that
It's not the reason you don't see the sun anymore

And oh, oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
Oh, oh, I need the ending.
So why can't you stay
Just long enough to explain?

And when it rains,
Will you always find an escape?
Just running away,
From all of the ones who love you,
From everything.
You made yourself a bed
At the bottom of the blackest hole (blackest hole)
And you'll sleep 'til May
And you'll say that you don't want to see the sun anymore

And oh, oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
And oh, oh, I need the ending.
So why can't you stay just long enough to explain?

Take your time.
Take my time.

Take these chances to turn it around. (take your time)
Take these chances, we'll make it somehow
And take these chances to turn it around. (take my...)
Just turn it around.

Oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
Oh, oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
Oh, oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
Oh, oh I need an ending.
So why can't you stay
Just long enough to explain?

You can take your time, take my time.

The crowd applauded softly then stopped after a few minutes.

"Thanks everyone. Have a good night." I spoke once again through the mike.

I turned to the band and everyone was fixing up their equipment.

"Alright guys. Good job." I said raising up two thumbs. Ever since high school we'd dream of becoming a famous band. The band was consisted of me, the lead singer, Mike, the lead guitarist, Rosalie, the bassist, Jasper, the drummer. We were living in downtown Brooklyn, near the club we were playing in, called The Sphinx. Our band didn't have a permanent name. We'd change it once in a while, when it sounded sucky.

"Thanks Bells," Jasper said.

"I'm kinda getting sick of of 'Friday night specials'" Rosalie quoted. Rosalie was inhumanly beautiful, but she was never the 'I-date-a-guy-every-week' type. We were friends since high school. Her brother twin brother, Jasper was one of my best friends. Mike on the other hand, was my ex-boyfriend. Mike was sweet and all, but he just wasn't it.

"Alright. I gotta go," Jasper said, taking his drum sticks and headed toward the exit.

"Yeah. I'm kinda bushed. I'll see you in the back home Bells?" Rosalie and I were room mates, well, not exactly. Rosalie and Jasper were living together for a while as brother and sister, then she got sick of having to live with him so she moved in with me.

"Yeah sure." I said while heading toward the bar.

"Hey, Bells." I turned around and saw Mike, sitting beside me.

"Can I have a beer please?" He asked the bartender.

"So, how's it been lately? I mean, I haven't seen you in the past week." He asked. After three years of being broken up, Mike still wanted to be with me.

"Mike, I have work to go to, so we can't be seeing each other every single day you know," I said completely annoyed. I was working at a little Sports store down the road.

"Oh, okay, since tomorrow's Saturday, you wanna go out to dinner or something?" He asked with hope in his voice.

"Mike," I groaned. "haven't we gone through this already." I turned around to face him. "You're a nice guy Mike. It's just that, I've moved on Mike. It's been three years and you're still hoping that I'll crawl back into your arms. We're not in high school anymore Mike. Time to get over the past." I took my bag, stood up and walked outside into the pouring rain. It wasn't a long walk to the apartment, but it surely wasn't a good walk under the rain. I arrived in my apartment floor, slid the key into the lock and opened the door. Rose was eating popcorn and lying down on the couch while watching TV, wearing a white tank top with pink pajama bottoms.

"Hey Bells," she said while changing the channels.

"Hey," I said while walking over to the breakfast counter and dropping my bag.

"I thought you'd be out later, you know, with Mike and everything," She said while chewing on her popcorn. I grimaced then grabbed a cushion from the couch and threw it at her. The popcorn spilled all other her.

"Hey! What was that for?!" I laughed as hard as I could.

"Stop it with the Mike thing!" I took the pillow for her, jumped on the couch beside her and put in on the face. "Gosh!"

"Why do you hate him so much?" She asked. I took the pillow off my face to look at her seriously but she was concentrating on something on TV.

"I don't hate him. I just don't think it'll work out." I said thinking back when we used to date.

"It worked out once, why can't it work out again?" She asked with a pouted look on her face.

"Ugh!" I stalked toward my room.

"Oh yeah! Some guy called regarding our meeting with them!" She shouted toward my direction before I entered my room. We were on hold in a couple of recording companies and this has been the first company in the year call back.

"What!" I ran back to the living room and grabbed the phone beside her. I put the phone on my ear and turned to her.

"Did you answer it?" I asked.

"Nope. I was in the shower." She said while chewing on some more popcorn. I pressed the voice message box and a deep, velvet started talking.

Hello, this is Fangs Recording Industry (Sorry for the lame name, couldn't think of anything else). This is regarding your meeting with recording manager Mr. Cullen. I'm sorry for the late update but your meeting has been moved to tomorrow 1 'o clock. Thank you for your kind consideration.


"WHAT!?" I screamed into the phone.

"What's wrong?" Rosalie looked up worried. I put the phone down gently.

"The meeting's been moved tomorrow." My voice came out into a soft murmur.

"What!?" She shouted, and then straightened her position. I needed to go that meeting. Our band needed to have its big break after years of being together.

"Rose, I need you to do me a favor." I turned to her and folded my hands together.


"I have work from 9am to 1:30 in the afternoon. And considering I don't trust you to be the one to take our CD to the meeting…" I trailed off. Rosalie hated going to the store, but she had to say yes.

"Fine. I'll go to your stupid store and work." She said and started flipping through the channels again. I jumped up on her and give her a small hug.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"Yeah, whatever. Anything for the band and of course anything to get us to stop playing gigs in The Sphinx." I laughed. Rosalie hated The Sphinx. Ever since we started playing gigs there, guys have been hitting on her ever since. I mean who guy wouldn't hit on a girl like Rosalie. Rosalie was way prettier than me; a tall, blonde, fit girl compared to a mid-height, brunette girl like me.

The next day:

I woke up at 8:30, my usual wake up time. I took a shower and grabbed a pair of dark skinny jeans and flats. I hadn't decided what top I was going to wear to both work and the meeting. I got really lazy on taking forever to pick so I took a baby pink sleeveless and put a white polo with puff sleeves over it. Rosalie was still a sleep, obviously. I was the one to usually wake her up. I took my bag and slid in on my shoulder, left my room then knocked on Rosalie's door.

"Rose! Rise and shine! Don't forget to go to the store and take over my shift!" I shouted through her door.

I took my keys off the counter and left.

"Hey Mrs. Stan," I said to the old lady living across our apartment. She lived with 3 cats in her apartment, which was for me, incredibly weird. She had never spoken a word to anyone. She was fixing the front mat of her door then she eyed me carefully then went back to what she was doing. I walked

down to the store and saw Alex, a short, skinny seventeen year old boy I was currently working with.

"Hey Alex," I said while walking over to the counter and putting down my bag and grabbing my vest and putting it on.

"Hey Bella," He said while putting a price sticker on a volleyball. I took one of the price sticker guns and started helping put a price sticker on to the other balls.

"So…how's Rosalie doing?" He asked. I eyed suspiciously. Alex had a little crush on Rosalie ever since I brought her here for my first day of work. Alex had tried to make a move on her that day, so Rosalie had decided never to come back until it was important.

"She's fine, she's coming here later to take over my shift. So you," I pointed the gun towards him. "Better not make any sly moves 'kay? I said and started putting prices again. He gulped.

"Sure," his voice came out high pitched. I chuckled. The morning went by fast. As soon as the clock hit 12, I was off and Rosalie was in. It would take me about 15-30 minutes to reach New York and 15 minutes to actually find the building. I took the subway and arrived in Times Square, took a cab to the street where Fangs Industry was. I looked up at the tall building that had a giant FANGS written on it and entered through the revolving doors. Everyone was on headphones talking into it. There were posters of bands and singers everywhere. Panic at the disco, Paramore, Train, Phantom Planet, Cobra Starship, Vampire Weekend, Flo Rida, and more. I looked at the posters hoping that someday our unnamed band that will soon of course have a name will posted right beside these famous singers and bands. I walked slowly to the counter and saw a red headed lady with glasses and headphones on her head typing.

"Um, excuse me?" I asked while leaving over the counter to grab her attention. She looked up through her long lashes and stared at me.

"Yes? May I help you?" She said.

"Yes, I have a meeting with Mr. Cullen at 1," I told her trying to make sure I had the name right. She started searching through a couple of files then grabbed one and handed it to me.

"Ah, yes. Just go to the 5th floor, turn left then right then, and then you've reached Mr. Cullen's office." She said then nodded her head then continued doing whatever she was doing. I headed towards the right side of the building where the elevators were. I clicked the up button then the elevator opened with a bunch of people came out. Good, I was left alone in the elevator. I pressed number 5 then the elevator started moving. I realized that their current elevator song was Elevator by Flo Rida. After all, he was part of their company and his music was big now.

As the elevator reached the 5th floor I stepped out with my bag in hand then walked the directions the woman had given me. I went left and stared aimlessly at the people working then suddenly I hit something and papers started flying around. I bent down to help pick up the papers.

"Oh my gosh! I am so sorry, I was just on my way─" I looked up and saw the most handsome man I'd ever seen. He had bronze spiked up hair and pale skin. He was wearing a white mid-cut polo and slacks. He looked about 21-22 perhaps.

"It's okay, these papers weren't really worth anything." He grabbed the rest of the papers. His voice was deep and velvety. He had the most amazing features on his face that it was just hard to explain. I squatted there, looking like a fool to him. After he picked up the rest of the papers he stood up and gave a hand to help me up. Gladly, I took it then fixed myself. I was still in awe.

"I-I'm sorry, it's just that I have a meeting- and, uh,…" I was lost in my own words. He gave me the most heart breaking crooked smile I'd ever seen.

"It's okay. Band meeting, eh? Well, then good luck." He smiled then walked away. I stared back after him then realized what I was here for. I walked as fast as I could to the rest of the directions I had to go to. I went off to the right and saw a door that said CULLEN. I saw a secretary with short blonde hair and walked to her.

"Uh, hi, um, I'm the 1 'o clock meeting with Mr. Cullen." She looked at me and logged onto her computer.

"Yes," She spoke into her headphones and said.

"Mr. Cullen, your 1 'o clock meeting is here." She said and gave me a smile.

"Okay, you may enter." I nodded and opened the door carefully breathing in first. I opened the door and saw an amazingly decorated office. It had the most amazing view of New York. I looked over and saw a big giant wooden desk with a big black chair behind it. The chair turned around, and a young pale blonde man put down the phone on his desk and stood up. He reached to shake hands, and I accepted.

"You must be my 1 'o clock meeting. Well, then, nice to meet you." He said while sitting back onto his chair. He gestured a hand to make me start.

"Uh, okay, sir, our band made a CD," I handed him our CD. "It has us singing to some Panic at the disco songs and some Paramore as well and some of ours too. We've been together since high school, and we're pretty much on hold in some other companies as well, so…" He took the CD and eyed it carefully then locked his eyes on me.

"I see, your band sounds pretty determined. I'll let my son handle this one, this time." He grabbed the phone he'd just used and dialed then started talking.

"Edward, please come in here. I have a job for you." He said then put down the phone. I stood there waiting for this so called 'Edward'. Then Mr. Cullen started speaking again.

"My son has been wanting to check out bands for sometime and I think I should give him his chance starting with your band. My son has pretty much good taste in music so I trust him and your band." He said looking straight at me. Then the door opened slowly and then came in the same man I'd bumped in to a few moments ago.

"You wanted to see me dad?" He said while popping his head in. He came inside and gave me a quick glance then smiled.

"Nice to see you again." He said.