Disclaimer: I do not own any of these these characters. All rights for their creation go to the lovely Stephenie Meyer.

Jane's POV

Five weeks.

It had been five weeks since Aro had asked me to put that ad out. Five weeks of sitting here and interviewing the most idiotic people I have ever met. It has been five long weeks.

I had three more interviews today and then I had the weekend off until I had to come in on Monday and start all over again. If Aro wasn't so damn specific in his requests I would be fine. I told him that if I didn't have somebody by the end of this month I was stopping my search. This was getting ridiculous. Out of literally hundreds of girls, only four came close, but in the end they still didn't meet the criteria. I was getting impatient.

There was a knock on my door.

"Come in," I said. A short girl entered. She had long brown hair and right away I knew she wasn't going to get it.

"Sit down," I said. She was smiling. Ugh.

"Hi," the girl said. "I'm Jessica Stanley."

"Why are you here?" I asked rudely.

"Because I think this will be a great opportunity for me and…" she continued on with her boring list of facts as I picked up my office phone and put a number in.

"Hello," I said into the phone over her speaking, "Yes I'd like an order for delivery. A number two with extra sauce and a shrimp appetizer… Yes that's the address… ten minutes top, got it?... good." I hung up the phone. Jessica was still trying to give me her resume. She placed a written copy of it on my desk. I picked it up and looked her straight in the eyes as I ripped it into pieces.

"You may leave now," I said. She looked shocked.

"But, you didn't even read my accomplishments!" she exclaimed.

"Frankly, I don't give a damn. I knew since the moment you walked in here you weren't what we are looking for. Now get the hell out of my face and go on about you life," I said calmly.

She looked like she was about to cry as she picked up her purse and ran out of my office. I sighed; I knew she wasn't going to be it.

I had one more interview left. I was exhausted and pissed off. That last one was awful. The girl started bawling when I told her no. I had to get security to remove her before I literally threw her out of the window.

I heard a loud sharp knock on the door.

"Come in," I nearly growled. In came a tall woman. She was blonde and very pretty. Her eyes were blue and she looked nice enough. The outlook wasn't very promising.

She walked in and stood on the other side of my desk.

"Rosalie Hale," she said as she stuck her hand out for a handshake. I didn't take it.

"Sit," I said. Her eyes opened the tiniest bit, but she sat down anyway.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"Because I think we're going to be best friends someday," she said sarcastically. "I came for the interview about the job, why else would I be here?".

I looked her over again.

"Do you have any type of skills?" I asked, making it clear that I thought she didn't.

"Yes," she responded shortly. She handed me a piece of paper, her resume I presume. Without reading the words, I balled it up and tossed it in the waste bin. I was watching her the whole time. Something seemed to spark in her eyes, but she had yet to say anything.

"Look," I said. "We need someone of at least average intelligence, and I can see now that you just aren't going to cut it. Maybe you can find something a little bit more in you range of abilities,".

Her eyes were on fire at this point.

"Excuse me! I,…" at this point there was knocking on my door.

"Get that for me on your way out," I told her. She looked at me incredulously before her expression changed and it looked like she waned to punch me through a wall. I could tell she wasn't going to get up. I sighed loudly.

"Come in," I said to the door. The delivery guy opened the door with my food.

"Oh," he said when he saw Rosalie sitting there. "I can wait outside for a second if you want?"

"Oh no that's fine," I said. "I'm not doing anything important, and Rosie here was just leaving."

And that… was the breaking point.

Rosalie's POV

I sat there, my mind not comprehending the audacity of this woman. She was interacting with the delivery guy like I wasn't here. I was trying so hard to reign myself in, but I was about to burst. I had slight temper and anger issues. Jasper tries so hard to help me, but it's really not my fault.

It's peoples fault.

People are just so ignorant and ridiculous that I can't help but snap all the time. However, I had been getting better. I no longer told people off on the metro or yelled at the waitress. But this lady, she was a whole nother level. She was so disrespectful and arrogant that I kept having visions of her getting crushed by a bus.

My self-restraint was getting pushed to the limit even before the delivery guy came. After how she was acting she had the nerve to ask me to answer the door for her? Was she serious? And then she announced my exit to this random stranger and then proceeded to call me Rosie. I. hate. That. Nickname. I was so done.

I jumped up out of my chair.

"Damn right your interrupting something!" I yelled at the delivery guy. I pushed him back out the door and slammed it in his face. I then turned towards the woman who had been interviewing me.

"Listen bitch, I don't know what the hell your problem is, but I haven't done jack to you so you better watch who the hell you're talking to. I came all the way to your stupid interview so you better sit your ass down and pay attention. People like you are the reason I hate people. If your having a bad day or your period came early or your ugly ass just got dumped, you keep that crap at home. I came here for a job, not to be some punching bag for you and your emotional problems. I will not sit here and let you walk over me. NO one walks over me. I don't need this crap, I don't need to deal with you!"

I finished my tirade and grabbed my purse. I opened the door to see the delivery guy still outside. He cowered when I opened the door. I walked right up to him, took the food out of his hand along with the receipt. I balled up the receipt and turned back around. I threw at the woman's chest and it fell onto her desk.

"Looks like dinners on you bitch," I said. Then I strode out with the food in my hands. Screw them, I could find somewhere else, Rosalie Hale takes crap from no one.

Jane's POV

I still stood behind my desk in shock. My mouth was hanging open. I couldn't believe her! The nerve! And to top it all off she took my dinner too.

The delivery boy came in to my office, looking scared as hell.

"Umm," He was shaking, "That will be thirty-two twenty-nine…"

"Get the hell out of my office!" I threw the stapler from my desk at the door just as her closed it in his hurry to escape.

I still couldn't believe the encounter that had just taken place. She was pissed, and I knew she was pissed. But that was one big blow out. I exhaled once and sat down. I picked up my office phone.

"Hello Jane," Aro answered in his calm voice. I took a deep breath before responding.

"I think we found her,"

Please R&R Tell me if I should continue or if I suck.