A/N: Why thank you for opening up this story! This chapter is very short compared to my others, so please keep on reading and don't give up from this first chapter! It is amazing how much I have improved as a writer since this first chapter was posted. It is almost embarrassing reading this now! So, enjoy Falling for a Superstar!

I seriously hate Alice right now. Alice has been trying to get tickets to see the famous Cullen Brothers for two months, but they were always sold out or trying to being scalped for ridiculously high prices for the crappiest seats. She was getting hysterical knowing the boy band group was going to be visiting Washington, and we were not going. I, on the other hand, was thrilled she could not get tickets. The last thing I wanted to do was go to some loud concert with screaming girls pushing you to see an arm or leg of some overpaid celebrity who can't even sing shit. Not exactly my idea of fun. Yet by some twisted fate, Alice won tickets to see the "legendary Cullen Brothers."

"Oh my god Bella!" Alice screeched. "I cannot believe we just won three tickets! I absolutely love that radio station. This is the best thing that will ever happen to us!"

Alice had a little crush on one of the band members, Jasper. Okay, huge crush. She had photos of him covering every inch of her wall for crying out loud! It was unhealthy!

"And it gets even better!" Alice yelled. "WE GOT BACKSTAGE PASSES TO SEE THEM! We are going to freaking meet them! My life is now complete!"

"Yay," I said with as much enthusiasm as when you find out you have to get your wisdom teeth out. Just what I wanted-not only to see these three brothers, but to meet them too! Life just gets even better.

"Okay Bella, we have to start getting ready and make posters. I will call Rosalie and she can have the 3rd ticket."

When she saw I wasn't moving, she yelled, "Move woman!"

She practically dragged me with her small body to her room to get me ready. She plucked, dabbed, pulled, the whole shebang. In the end though, I was grateful she did. My hair was in soft waves and she didn't go too overboard on the make-up, just enough for me. Even the dress she picked out for me was nice; it was simple, blue, and went down to my knees. What surprised me the most was when she didn't even bring out the heels. Success!

"Let's go!" she declared, practically running to the car with me and Rosalie following behind. Standing next to Rosalie was like standing next to a model, you just couldn't compete. She had all the guys following her around, but she did not want any of those jerks. Alice was equally as gorgeous, just in a different way. Then there is me. Let me tell you, it is difficult having gorgeous best friends.

By the time I was actually feeling relaxed and happy to be with my friends, we were at the arena to meet the Cullen Brothers. Alice looked like she drank an entire gallon of coffee she was so hyper. Rosalie looked more cool and collected, but you could tell she was excited. I mean, what teen girl wouldn't be excited about meeting the hottest band in Hollywood? Oh yeah… me!

"Turn that frown upside down!" Alice sang.

I scowled even more, but Alice was so high off of her energy that she didn't even care or make a comment to me.

Alice looked like she was dancing the way she was walking to the entry marked VIP. I just snickered at her normal behavior and tried to keep up with her. She insisted we make huge posters with their faces plastered on and stupid little quotes to go underneath. It was beyond mortifying to be walking around with it.

Alice sprang right up to the person checking the passes and gave them a beaming smile that could power the sun for a century when they let us through.

"Follow the staircase down and you will see the Cullen Brothers," the ticket person said.

Alice was shaking with excitement. Rosalie looked the happiest I have seen in a while. I wondered what I looked like. If I had to make a guess, I would say that I looked like I was being walked onto the plank for my execution. This was seriously the last thing I wanted to do.

"Alice," I spoke as we were on the top of the stairs. "I just want you to remember that they are famous. If they are cold toward you, than please don't be upset. I am sure that they are just some rich, snobby, ungrateful superstars who care more about their next paycheck then what their fans think of them."

Just as I finished my sentence, I tripped on one of the steps and tumbled down. Expecting to go face first into the hard ground under me, I was surprised when I suddenly stopped and caught in strong, hard, arms. I looked up at my savior and saw none other than those bright green eyes staring at me from the poster Alice had me bring. Of course, it was the lead singer, Edward Cullen. Trust Bella Swan to fall down the stairs when meeting the most popular boy band in the country.

"Now, is that any way to greet the rich, snobby, ungrateful, superstar who only cares about how much my next paycheck will be?" Edward said with a wicked glint in his eye.

Oh. My. God.

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