Author note:

First fiction, but I have been reading these for months now so, I learnt from the best, and I'll try just that btw "I HATE twilight" used to love it, but then I realized, that I really don't like *shudder* Bella, and that Jacob (who's the only good character) and Edward are really stupid to fight over Bella and…

Simone: Shut up and get on with the story.

Me: *mutters to self* WHO ASKED YOU!

Simone: *complains* not my fault that your bi-polar.

Me: *fumes*

Simone: just stop being you and say the disclaimer so the story can go on.

Disclaimer: Don't own twilight, twi-ards sorry; don't wanna, never will if I did, WHICH I DON'T!

Simone: does that make sense.

Me: Keep one eye open while you sleep.

"And before I came here the last place I worked as Dudley's auto shop." I finished not wanted to mess this up.

"You seem to work mostly around and be fascinated with cars," he laced his hands together and rested his chin on them, then looked me squarely and questionly in the eye. "Why apply for a job like this?"

I found myself making friends with his desk. "Because sir, I need the job right now." Rather I needed the money. I was this close to being kicked out by the landlord, and since I could barely afford food how could I still stay on track with my rent. "Oh and," I looked up into emerald eyes, "I'm pretty good at math…I bet I can account for the account part of things." I attempted to joke with him.

He smiled. He was beautiful when he smiled. Wait…wait! I should NOT be thinking that way. I couldn't help but smile back at him though. I almost blushed, but stopped myself. He smirked. I looked back at my new friend.

"Well Mr. Black," I looked back up, "You have a very impressive resume, and I'm intrigued, by the people skills you seem to have. He got up, so did I. "I can see you here, Monday, 9:00 am. That good for you." It was amazing how he could be so business-like and formal yet so smooth, with that velvety voice.

He shook my hand.

"Mr. Cullen, about my pay…"

He cut me off, "Weekly…" then said a sum which had my eyes widening, and my eyebrows meeting my hairline.

He also raised his eyebrows, 'Too little?"

"Huh…What?"

You are soo gonna get fired

I snapped out of my stance. "Oh, no sir, but for a small office job, don't you think…"

"You said you needed the money." He winked. "Besides you're only getting a thousand more than the usual pay." I gaped.

"Only?"

He smiled showing all his pearly white teeth,

"Thank you sir, you won't regret it." He walked me to the door.

"You know I'm not that old…"he trailed off. I looked up at him questionly.

"You keep calling me sir." He explained.

He was still holding my hand; I felt my face heating up.

"Um, again thank you…"I trailed off. "Mr. Cullen.

Wow Jake REAL smooth, as if Mr. Cullen's any better'n sir.

My inner self was grating on my nerves.

"Please, Edward." He said.

"Mr. Cullen, in all respect, I don't feel comfortable calling you by your Christian name.

If I ever saw a person who could get fired before he even started…

"Then Eddy'll just have to do then, wont it?" he smiled at me.

WOOF WOOF!

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I walked out with a sense of euphoria, I felt ecstatic, I didn't know where to turn so I rushed to the first person I said I'd tell if all goes well, Emmett.

He owned a night club in the upper east side of Manhattan. I found Seth first in the VIP lounge.

"How did it go?" he jumped me.

"Well..." I drew out the word out

"Jake," Seth said exasperated

"I got it!"

Someone from behind picked me up and hugged me.

"You got it?" a low voice. I whipped around.

"Em!"

He grinned. "I happy for you Jake you have no idea? But you really should go home and rest though; you kinda do look like…"

"Crap." Seth finished.

"Thank you Seth" I said tentatively.

Emmett hugged me again 'hey but you'll still be here Thursday night right?" He looked down at me. Smiling.

"Of course," I punched him playfully.

I just had to love Emmett. I walked home thinking about Emmett. I'd met him in high school, and I still loved him, even when he got married to The Blond Bitch of Bolivia. I couldn't stop loving him. And yet I knew he still cared about me. It was comforting even though I knew I could never have him.

When I got home I reluctantly collapsed onto the bed, but as soon as my head met pillow, I was out like a light.

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I got to work Monday and walked in precisely, 8:58 am. I didn't want to mess this up at all. I stepped into the lobby and then I realized I didn't know the first crap about were to go.

"Great." I muttered to myself.

You really are one of a kind Jake, my inner self chuckled sadistically I mean really special who else is STUPID ENOUGH to not ASK where the *bleeping* hell they would work, or where EVERYTHING IS! I have half a mind...

"Jacob Black?" some one called across the room, I snapped out of inner monologue.

I looked up to see a handsome twenty-something looking guy with blond hair, slender built figure approaching from out of an elevator.

"Mornin' sir." Every seemed to say. I immediately realized that he was up high in this office.

No shit Sherlock

I straightened immediately, he looked stern, like someone hard to impress.

He made his way over. "You are Jacob Black, no?"

"Yes." I replied.

Real smooth

"Jasper Hale, chief adviser to Mr. Cullen." I didn't miss the emphasis on the chief. "I was asked to see that you know your way around her, and know that you are settled comfortably."

He clasped his hands together. "Shall we proceed?"

Somehow, someway, he really must be used to this place, he showed me around about fifty floors in a little over an hour, with no rush. I even met some persons.

Mike, the blue eyed, blonde guy, if you wanted the real stereo-type American Mike is the person for you, he seemed to be interested in everything and I took an instant liking to him. He invited me for coffee at a café across the street, at the lunch break he insisted we take the same time.

Jessica, the dirty blonde, whose eyes twinkled as soon as she saw me, I soon discovered why. Me as the new guy was the perfect person to dish all the both old and new gossip on. For instance. When jasper's back was turned to another worker, she took the moment to indulge in me, how Jasper was not exactly favored by the Cullen's but they had been forced to like him because of Alice, Edward's little sister, who was supposedly somewhere in the building. And Carlisle, Edward's father(found out that they owned a hospital too), told Edward to give him the job, as a sort of, 'Welcome to the family' sort of jibe, although Rosalie, Edward's year older sister, accepted but still kinda didn't like him, but she tolerated him, she was some sort of model. She had a boyfriend named Emmett who the family had welcome with open arms. She never failed to say that Edward was single and 'oh so cute', but seemed a little anti-social, no offense to her seemingly parfait boss. She also said that Carlisle and his friend Aro, were responsible for this business, which originated in Italy, of all places, in some place called Volterra, and that aside from them Edward was the tippety-top, although Bella seemed dead set on making him like her, she knew that wouldn't because Edward had rejected her Jessica of all people, and anyone who rejects her must be sick or retarded, she also told me not to mention that to anyone that she said that, and that I seemed nice and we should 'catch-up'. On what I still fail too know, and yet she completed all that in under the five minutes Jasper had been talking, she even had time to ask who else I'd met. And said Mike was a nice guy, who'd look out for me, since I was 'oh so totally new here'. And that I should really meet Angela and_ cause their really cool and stuff.

By the time she had finished talking; Jasper came back in the next thirty seconds. I had to admit, she was good. Never met anyone who could tell me a person's history in seconds flat.

And then there was Bella, she seemed nice, kinda shy but nice, didn't really talk much and blushed a lot. She said she was 'familiar' with Jessica and the rest. She told me to be wary, because I was the rookie they wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of their experience and my lack of it.

Anyway Jasper showed me around a couple more flights, and when we got to our destination, where I would work. He told me to do well and "not" expect any favors or whatever, in this job. Jees if I coulc sock him. Then he left to go off and be important somewhere else.

I sighed and told myself, This was going to be a long day.

sooooo,TELL=ME , boring, suckish, or just plain bad, i need to know if I should continue this people! I'M FREAKIN OUT HERE! If I should-continue it that is-I'll try to post weekly. sooooooooo...? Laterz!

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