Model This

Chapter 1: My Lovely Lie

Summary: Isabella Swan is the world's most popular model. Everyone screams her name and wants to be her. Who wouldn't want to be her? If only they knew what really happened behind the curtains. Edward Cullen also just happens to be the most sought-after actor in all of Hollywood. The two can't stand each other. What happens when Hollywood wants these two seen as a couple?

Disclaimer: I am not Stephanie Meyer and I will never be Stephanie Meyer. I do not and never will own Twilight. I just have fun with the characters but the plot is mine.

-Model This-

"Bella!"

"Bella, can I have your autograph?"

"Bella, I want to look like you!"

"Bella, what are your secrets?!"

I smiled at the adoring fans and waved. They were all screaming my name; and I was loving it. I am what they all want, with my gorgeous, brown, and naturally wavy hair. I'm short for a model, but I still have the physique to pull it off. I have everything you need to be a model: the personality, the smile, the body, the price.

The modeling industry is not an easy one to get into, and it's even harder to stay in. There are so many rules, so many things that you have to do just right. There are also many secrets, but they're willing to pay to keep you quiet. I'm one that can be bought.

I walked down the red carpet on my number one enemy's arm. Smiling for the camera, I started to hear another name being called.

"Edward Mason!"

I just smiled in the direction of the shouting. They were shouting for my…boyfriend, Edward Mason. His last name isn't really Mason, but he wanted to keep his family's privacy. You'd think that I'd want to be Edward Mason's girlfriend. The girl dating the most sought-after actor on the face of the earth. Well, I knew the real Edward Mason.

To be honest, he's douche-bag numero uno in my book. He left his family to become famous. All he wanted out of this life was money, which I could not stand. I'll admit I bask in the glory of being famous. But, I also keep in mind that family is the most important thing.

We were at the premier of Edward's new movie, Just in Time. The only reason I'm here is for the publicity. Hollywood wanted the two most famous people seen as a couple, so as a couple we are seen. We've been keeping up the lie for six months now. It could not be worse.

At first I at least tried to be a good "girlfriend" to Edward. Calling him, asking how his day was, and trying to set up dates. He wouldn't have any of it. At one point he told me to stop being a wanna-be and just smile pretty for the cameras. So, that's what I did.

A girl sent from the Ellen show came up to us and asked us if we could sign her scrubs. I thought that was strange, but we complied and she squealed. She also asked Edward for a kiss, and he kissed her cheek. We continued down the red carpet and finally made it to the theatre.

The movie started and Edward and I were sitting in the front. His co-star, Tanya Denali, was sitting on his left. If there was one person I hated more than Edward, it was Tanya. I have no idea how she made it to Hollywood, but she did. She doesn't care about the fans at all and seems to think she's a hot-shot actress. Tanya has also only starred in one movie, which is the premier we're at.

When the movie finally ended, there was a round of applause for Edward and Tanya. I was glad for it to be over, I wanted to get to my condo and take a nice hot bath. Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and we walked outside.

"We're going to an after-party, Bella."

"Excuse me, Edward. I wasn't asked anything about an 'after-party'. So, you can go to an after-party. I'm going home."

I walked out of his grasp but felt his hand wrap around my wrist. We both knew what was about to happen. We'd fight out of the public eye about the party. I'd say no and he'd somehow convince me and I wouldn't get home until three in the morning.

"Isabella, we both know that we have to do this stuff for our publicists. Don't forget about the fans. You know that our pictures will go in the tabloids. If they don't, they'll start spinning tales about us breaking up."

I sighed and walked back to him.

"Fine. But I am leaving before two in the morning this time."

He nodded absentmindedly and we were lead to a white limo which took us to Edward's mansion. It really is a beautiful place, but is the space really necessary for just one person? We got out of the limo, thankful that there were no paparazzi.

Edward led the way to mansion and held the door open for me like a gentleman. I told him thanks and we were pulled into the throng of people. I was introduced to some new faces and re-introduced to some old.

At midnight I could tell that something was off about Edward. He's usually a party animal, but not this much of a party animal.

"Hey, it's my girl-girlfriend!" he hiccupped, "come join us, Bella!"

I sat next to Edward who put his hand on my knee.

"Bella is really a great girlfriend," he slurred. I could smell the alcohol rolling off of his breath. I tried not to gag.

I looked at whom Edward was speaking to. In the group were Alice Brandon, Tanya Denali, Emmett McCarty, and Jasper Hale. Alice is Edward's sister but they wanted to keep that on the D-L. Emmett is Edward's biological brother and Jasper is Edward's adopted brother. He was never officially adopted, but it was always considered an adoption.

"She's also great in the sa-sack!"

I bolted off of the couch and stood in front of Edward with my hands on my hips. Tanya was snickering behind me, but the rest of them looked sympathetic.

"And how would you know that, Edward? Since we've never slept together."

His mouth opened and closed, reminding me of a fish out of water. His face started to turn red and purple with anger and I knew what was coming next. Either a tantrum, or he'd walk me away from the others to yell at me. I was not in the mood for either of those.

"Bella, could we speak in private?" he asked me through clenched teeth. I rolled my eyes but followed him up the stairs.

"Are you trying to ruin my image?! I'm seen as the sexiest man in the world! And the sexiest man gets laid. So, as far as everyone knows, you got me laid. Get it, Isabella?"

I tapped my chin and walked around while Edward glared at me from the corner.

"Actually, Edward, I don't get it. Why would I say we had sex when we didn't? That's a lie that I'm not willing to tell."

He clenched his fists and stepped toward me threateningly. I crossed my arms and stood my ground, glaring back at him. He grabbed my wrists again and got in my face. I had to try, again, not to gag.

"Then maybe we should make it the truth."

I ripped my arms away from him and walked to the door.

"If you don't straighten up your act, Edward Cullen, I will tell my publicist I'm done."

I slammed the door closed and stormed out of the mansion.

Well, did you like it? I'm still going to try to figure out how often to update but it will at least be once a week. Hope you enjoyed!