Prologue

A/N:  Welcome to A Little Motivation!  Ms. NaughtyHisBella and myself (Laureate04) are going to be working on this little story together.  There will not be a posting schedule, but we'll try to get our chapters to you as quickly as live will allow.  Chapter 1 is done and ready to go, and we'll go from there.  Although the prologue is not really beta'd we'd like to thank the third member of the Pervsketeers (and my other half in the world of the PervyTwins writing world), Ms. SassyKassie for her beta services on this story as it goes.  This thing wouldn't be the same without her.  Our promises with this story are for it to be absolutely ridiculous, as funny as the two of us can make it, and that E and B will keep you interested.  They drink, they swear, they might even get a little frisky, so if you're under 18, please stop now and come back to see us when you're older.  Again, welcome!  And please, enjoy the ride.

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Prologue:

“Unbelievable,” she whispers to herself.

Sitting front row in Madison Square Garden, a small brunette wrings her hands together. She still can’t believe her luck. She had never sat this close before.  She was positive it was a mistake.  Someone would surely be coming, at any moment, to remove her from her coveted position.  She pulls a piece of hair from behind her ear and scans the area nervously.

Her life had changed because of the man she was seeing tonight. She’s bought every one of his books, DVDs and CDs.  She spent most of her meager savings on tickets to his sold out shows.  Her friends thought she was crazy for following the man all over the east coast.  She’d reminded Bree of the expensive tickets to sit third row center for Maroon Five.  She brought up the two grand Alec spent for the “Kenny Chesney Experience” just a few weeks before in Chicago.  They laughed in her face.  Bree stating, “It’s Maroon Five! You’re spending five hundred dollars to listen to some asshole spew nonsense!”

“Nonsense!?!?” Bella Swan blustered from her seat on the couch.  “Edward Cullen isn’t spouting nonsense. He’s the foremost expert on life. If you’d just listen to one of his CDs or even watched the DVD about being the best Customer Service Rep out there, you’d understand.” She sighed, “He’s changed my life.”

“Excuse me.”

Bella jumped in her seat, bringing her back to the here and now.  “Yes?” She asked tentatively.
“May I see your ticket please?” The man asked giving her an amused smirk.

“Oh...ohh...yeah...I was pretty sure there was a...a mistake,” she stammered as she hunted through her bag.

The man remained in front of her, waiting patiently.

“I’m sorry. This bag is big,” she stuttered.  “I mean...um...it’s well within the security guidelines for Madison Square Garden but...”

“No worries. Take your time,” he smiled and then tapped the clipboard he was holding against his leg.

“Here it is...” she said before breathing a sigh of relief. “If you need me to move...when I picked it up at Will Call and the Andy Frain guy brought me down here...I just...I was certain there had been a mix-up,” she rambled.

The man looked over the ticket and then his clipboard.  He handed her back the cardstock rectangle and smiled. It was then she recognized him.

“You’re...you’re Ja...Jasper.” She was in awe.

“Yes, little lady. I am,” he smiled, knowing she was definitely the woman he was looking for.

Michael Newton had a made a mess for he and Edward.  Based on the letters he’d read, this was Ed’s Super Fan.  She was their ticket out of this debacle.

“Why don’t you follow me? I’ve got someone I’d like you to meet.”

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A/N: Hope that was enough to whet your whistle. Chapter one should be coming up relatively soon and we'll go from there. Please, please, please leave us some love and let us know what you think. We don't like to beg, but we will if we have to!!