Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight
A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic so please go easy on me. Sorry if there are any grammatical error or spelling. Hope you all enjoy!
Song for this chapter: Spotlight by Mutemath
Chapter 1: The start of a shitty day
The sun was blaring on my skin; it was a nice sunny day in Newport Beach and from the distance I can see the ocean and kids play in the sand, making elaborate castle with only a bucket to help them. Two kids stand out the most from the sea of children around me a little boy and a little girl they look to be about 3 or 4 years old; they're almost identical with the same bronze colored hair and same green eyes, the only difference is the length of their hair. The little boy has short hair that looks as if he just woke up, the little girl has long hair that it curls at the tip, it done up in a ponytail at the top of her head so as not to disturb her while she is playing. The two of them wave someone over, I point at myself to see if it is I who they want they nod and yell "Mommy come, come play with us".
I start to walk toward them; I feel my feet sinking into the hot sand as I continue walking. I'm half way toward them when I hear this really annoying beeping sound, but it doesn't stop me from getting to these two beautiful kids. As they continue to yell for me my need to get to them become stronger and the beeping sound becomes louder and louder until…
BEEP BEEPBEEP
I'm jolted wake by the sound of my alarm clock I rip the alarm from the outlet and throw it across the room to the wall; I pretty sure I've broken it, oh well. God that thing can be the devil sometimes, I was awaken for the most incredible dream ever. That dream was everything I ever wanted but at the age of 29 I still haven't found the person I wanted to have kids with. All the men I've dated are too much into their jobs or aren't ready for that kind of responsibility. As I lay in bed still thinking about my life, my lack of a social life, and that dream I seem to have forgotten that it's Monday and I'm supposed to be getting ready for work.
CRAP!
I look up to the wall clock that is hanging across from me and see that its 7 a.m. and I'm supposed to be at work by 8 a.m.
DOUBLE CRAP!
I throw the blankets off the bed trying to get up, but my foot becomes tangled and I fall off the bed onto the floor and land on my shoulder. SHIT! That hurt but can't seem being myself to care at that moment. Knowing that I don't have time to shower, I run to my walk-in closet to see what I can wear, I grab the first things I see which are bags that were filled with new clothes and lingerie I just brought yesterday at Gucci and Victoria's Secret. I pull out the first thing my hand can reach in the Victoria's Secret bag which was a white push up bra embroidered with black flowers (I may be C cup but a little lift won't kill me). Thank God the matching panties weren't deep in the bag or else I would have considered going commando.
I see at the top of the pile of clothes inside my Gucci was a shadow grey satin button down shirt with long sleeves and light grey wide flare pant. I quickly put on everything that I've chosen and see that under my bed are 5 inch black lace Louboutin shoe that I lost 2 weeks ago (They're always in the last place you look) I put them on not caring if the match or not. I run downstairs grabbing my keys, Chanel purse and my Louis Vuitton briefcase on my way out the door.
It usually takes me 25 minutes to get to work but today I'll make it in 15. I really don't like to speed, especially in LA there's always traffic so it not like I can go 5 miles over the speed limit. Almost half way to work I check the time on the dashboard and see that its 7:45, YES! I'm gonna make it. I reach over to the passenger side and dig through my purse for my IPhone to call my assistant and have her get me some breakfast before I have to meet my next client. I don't want to have a bitch fit because I'm hungry. The phone keeps ringing and ringing, why isn't my assistant answering this is my private line she knows it's me. Finally after what seem like forever my assistant answer.
"I'm so sorry Bella, I had the Hales on the other line they said they'll be a little late for their meeting with you" my assistant Alice tells me.
Alice has been my best friend since we were in kindergarten back in Fork, Washington. I shared my lunch with her when her mother had forgotten to pack one. We were both extremely shy little girl that sat by ourselves in different corner of our class, but when I saw that she didn't have any food and look as if she was hungry. I walk over to her table to see that she wasn't looking at me but down at her lap; I pass my lunch toward her and told if she wanted some, she looked up at me with a smile on her face and nodded. From then on we've become inseparable. We went to college together majoring in completely different things. Alice majored in fashion and me in law we went to school in Seattle and when we graduated we moved to LA together. I went to law school at USC to be a divorce lawyer and Alice tried to be a fashion designer but for whatever reason (that are still unknown to me) it didn't work out, that's how she ended up working as my assistant at the law firm I work at.
"Ok that's perfect can you bring my breakfast, I was running really late and I just ran out the door. You know how I get when I don't get any breakfast" I tell her.
"Yeah I know you're like a grizzly bear who was woken up from hibernation" she sighs. She knows me all too well.
"Yeah that's right, how would you feel you were being starved to death" I almost laugh at that because Alice is always dieting so she probably knows what I'm talking about. I don't see the point in counting crabs or starving yourself or whatever the hell those celebrating are doing nowadays; Alice had an amazing bikini body one that Heidi Klum would be jealous of.
"Would you like the usually blueberry muffin and a tall caramel Frappuccino"? Trying to ignore my last comment I made because it usually ends in her yelling at me about I'm not willing to start dieting myself. Whatever, I would prefer eating anything and everything than skipping a meal just to lose a pound.
"Yes that would be great but make that a venti frap I have a feeling I'm going to need it, and make sure that you push back my other clients for the day since the Hales are going to be late I don't want the other clients to overlap I don't need them to be pissed at me". Some of my client can be really assholes especially when their wives are trying to rob them blind. But that's what I get for working in Hollywood at one of the most renowned law firm in Los Angeles that only deals with celebrities or really, really rich people. So many of our clients forget to get a prenup and then wonder why their spouses are trying to take everything. God those dirty old men with their 20 something wives can be really stupid.
"Ok I'll get right on that while I wait in line at Starbucks, do you need anything else Bella"
"Actually can you call Alec and ask for the Robinson file please and also…" as I was about to finish with what I had to say to Alice, I see out of the corner of my eye red and blue light. Fucking great just what I need to be pulled over right outside of the building I work at. "Shit just what I need, Alice I have to hang up I'm being pulled over".
She started to laugh. If I didn't know any better I would say that she may have peed her pants. "O.M.G what the hell are you getting pull over for driving under the speed limit, Haha that is priceless show the cop some boob maybe you can get out of it". Maybe that could work. "That's a good idea Alice, I'll tell you how it goes ok bye", I hang up on her just as I see the cop coming towards my window I undo the first two buttons of my shirt, I'm pretty sure he can see what I'm doing through the side mirror but I don't give a fuck. Operation seduce officer not so young, commence. God I hope no one from work sees me.
A/N: I hope you liked it. Please Review if you would like me to continue
