Whoever said that there's no such thing as bad publicity, has obviously never met me.

My name is Bella Swan. I work for the Monthly Scoop. It's a good job, and by that I mean it's easy and it has good pay.

I used to write reports on the next hottest trend, and then Alice Cullen came and took over that area. I wasn't mad, I sucked at that job anyway. Alice and I became fast friends. I was "upgraded" to celebrity news. That's where I found my calling.

I don't really know why it started, but one day my boss called me into his office, and told me about my promotion.

"So, all ya' gotta do is get friendly with these men, make them trust you. Then find out their deep, dark secrets, and report it."

"Sir, I…I don't think I can…"

"The pay is 50K, each story." He said.

I sighed. Now you might think I'm a terrible person, and I am, but I really needed this money. So I took the job.

And that was that, I took the job and became one of the most successful journalists ever. After a while I even lost that guilty feeling.

I walked in to the office on Monday morning, feeling great as usual after I got another story done.

"Hey Bells!" Alice called from her desk, she took a chug of her coffee and continued to type like a maniac.

"Al, have you been working all night on that report?"

"Yeah, not all of us date for a living." Alice teased. I smiled, I did have a good life.

"Swan get in here!" Joe yelled. I walked up to his office.

"What is it Sir?"

"You got that story on Jacob Black?"

"Yes, I think you'll like it." I gave it to him. He read over it.

"Not bad, Swan, good work, as usual."

"Thank you."

"I'll get your money to you tomorrow." He pulled a folder out of his drawer. "You're next assignment is Edward Mason." I gasped. Edward Mason was one of my favorite singers. "He's in town this week, He's staying at the Plaza. I made you reservations. You know what to do."

"Sir, Edward Mason. Don't you think that's pushing it. I mean his record is spotless."

"Exactly why he's perfect. If you get some good dirt I'll double your pay." My mouth dropped. Double.

"I'll do it." I said definitely

"If anyone can, it's you Swan, now go." He went back to his work. I walked out. How am I going to do this?

"Who's your next victim Bells?" Alice asked

"Edward Mason." Alice gasped.

"The Edward Mason?"

"Yup."

"Wow."

"Yup." I nodded. "I gotta go. I have reservations at the Plaza."

"Have I ever told you how amazing your life is?" Alice sighed

"Only a million times."

"Well it is. Have fun."

"I intend to." I smiled.