BPOV

Ugh. I hate my job. Attending to obnoxious tourists isn't really what I ever had in mind. I used to be Bella Swan, the successful student who was going to do marvels with her life. Now I was just known as "Hey flight attendant lady, give me a coke, would ya?" Some people might think that it is simply exhilarating to travel from city to city constantly, but its really not. I mean i rarely get to see my family, I'm stuck with screaming infants, tourists, and drunks. No fun.

"Look at him," Alice told me with sheer disgust. Alice was my best friend that brought me into this flght attending thing. And what she was talking about was just kinda annoying and frankly pissing me off. There was Edward whispering, probably filthy profanities, into slutty stuartest's ear. I mean seriously, Lauren Mallory? That was low, even for him. Edward Cullen kind of had a reputation of being a women manipulator, or womanizer, or whatever you would call it, but even he wouldn't usually go with Ms. Cheap Blonde.

I really didnt want to keep watching, so i went go and collect the trash. I was easing through the isle when this overweight balding man stopped me in my tracks and asked "Hey little waitress lady, get me some more of those peanuts, stat." Seriously?? Little waitress lady? Im wearing a fucking name tag that clearly says Bella.

"Sure, sir" I said with venom in my tone. People like this is what made me hate my job, but i made enough money to support myself, so i really couldnt complain.

I took a minute to remember how all of this had gotten started.

It was the middle of senior year. I wasnt quite sure where i wanted to go to college yet, but i knew that i didnt wanted to rush into a crucial decision. Alice hadnt even had a clue about what she wanted to do in her life except that she wanted to marry a rich southerner.

"So, you will never believe what i just found out!!", said Alice, "I know what i want to for my career, and it pays a lot!"

"Oh, no. Alice, you will not be a hooker. We've already been through this one."

"No, not what im talking about," Alice grunted, "I'm talking about being a flight attendant! I mean we would get to travel all over the U.S., meet exciting new people, and...I dont know...maybe meet someone...but, besides that, it pays a lot just for starters!! What do you say?"

"Wait...we?," I asked skeptically Alice was looking down at her shoes when she nodded.

"Well, I was sorta hoping that I could convince you into doing it with me. I mean i know you want to go to college and do all that smarty writing stuff, but this would give you time to think. And I mean, would you let me do this all by myself? I cant do this without my bestest friend in the whole wide world!" she said then she quickly did her signature Alice pout.

"Alice. Okay, I'll consider it. Okay?," I told her. I mean, I really didnt want her to do this all alone. Who knows what kind of trouble she could get in. Alice was always a little naive.

Thats how this all got started, and its been about 10 months and so far none of us have made drastic remarks to quit.

We were starting to near the city. We were going to be landing in San Francisco today. It was Lauren's turn to say the standard "put your tray table in the upright and locked position" stuff.

"Woah, why are you mad-dogging blondy like that?", Alice asked with true curiosity.

"Umm, what?"

"Don't tell me you're jealous...", she snorted.

"Alice, really?"

I knew i wasn't jealous of her...i think.