Title: They'll Tell You

Summary: She was the girl destined for fame. He was just the boy that loved her. Somehow life got in the way.

And they'll tell you, now, you're the lucky one
-Taylor Swift

Chapter 1

Bella, over here!

You look beautiful, Bell.

Can you tell us what you're wearing?

Bella

Bella

Bella

The first time she had walked the red carpet she hadn't known where to turn. The tabloids had a blast with all the pictures they had managed to capture. Her young innocent face looking frazzled and scared.

Luckily it made her look endearing. The public loved how confused she looked. They said she was humble and down to earth. A true Hollywood gem.

She could only laugh at the pictures taken.

Here she was, a small town girl, on the cover of nearly every magazine.

It was almost awe inspiring.

Now on her third movie premiere, she felt like she belonged a little more. She wore a new dress by her very good friend Mary Brandon. It shaped her body and the dark blue color brought out the creamy pale complexion of her skin.

She turned just in time, flashing a brilliant smile at a pap. They adored her and her newest date. Her Co-star in the Rom Com she had stared in. He was tall, dark, and handsome. Every teenage girl's dream.

In fact, he had been on her wall as a child. He smiled, sending the fans into a tizzy.

This was a moment of celebration for her. At least, it was supposed to be.

However, there was always a pap that had to try to get a reaction out of her. Most of the time, they failed.

Most of the time.

"Bella, have you heard about Edward Cullen's engagement," one said. A disembodied voice in a crowd of silhouettes and flashing bulbs.

She was surprised he had bothered to get his name. The color drained from her face, because she had not, in fact, heard of her ex's engagement.

However, years of training had allowed her to keep the smile firmly in place.

"I wish him the best of luck," she laughed, trying to seem unaffected. She didn't care. Right?

Miles away, an ordinary man sat in his kitchen, eating his dinner. The TV switched on to E!, because his sister enjoyed watching the garbage.

He managed to catch a bit of the dialogue and his ears perked up.

"Isabella Swan looking fabulous in a Brandon original, as she took the red carpet for her upcoming film Love Tied Up. Earlier this year Isabella was linked romantically with her home town boyfriend Edward Cullen. When asked about his upcoming engagement she said she wished him well. Looks like America's sweetheart holds no lingering feelings—"

He watched the television blink black as he turned it off. He threw the remote at the relatively small TV and breathed a soft sigh of relief as it missed and bounced off the coffee table.

Good for her, he thought, shaking his head.

No lingering feelings.

Well, that made one of them.

Thoughts? Anyone willing to read it?

Quick note: The chapters are short, I know, but I will update at least once a day. Sometimes twice. I'm pretty good about this, but of course RL can get pretty challenging. Still I'll do my best.

Also my story Paperwork was nominated in Top Ten Favorite Fics completed in August. That was very flattering, so thanks so much for nominating me. There are some pretty great fics up, so even if you're not a fan of Paperwork you should head over to vote for one of those stories at www twifanfictionrecs com. (add the dots)