A/N – Just had a lovely idea for a story.

You've Got to be Kidding Me

Chapter One – Flying cinnamon and lunch dates

'I'm so sorry Rose, I can't make it,' Bella Swan said sadly into the phone, 'I scored that interview, so hopefully by next week I'll have my first paycheck and take both you and Alice out.'

Rosalie sighed, 'You had better get that job. Tonight was supposed to be special.'

'I will get a job.' Bella said quietly.

'A job? I thought you just said you had an interview lined up. Spill Bella.'

'I do have an interview, but the lady said they had a few job openings, so I don't know what job they'll pick for me.'

'Oh that's just perfect, you'll probably end up scraping gum off of coffee tables. I should've known they NEVER have designer openings, especially for silly girls who've never even interned.'

'Thanks Rose. I appreciate it,' Bella cut the call, fuming.

I got an interview with the most exclusive company in the country! Why can't anyone be happy for me, just once?

Bella drove to the mall to pick up a new outfit for her interview the following day.

She decided on a cute, spaghetti strapped, brown, silk top with khaki pin-striped trousers and brown stilettos.

After purchasing her new outfit Bella decided to head down to the food court for a pretzel. After she bought her favorite, cinnamon sticks with cream cheese, she headed for a table at the far end of the court, away from noisy teenagers.

Half-way there Bella tripped over slightly raised floor tile. While throwing out her arms to catch herself, the contents of her grip flew everywhere.

'Aw crap. Are you okay?' A tall Indian boy asked.

'Uh, no, not really,' Bella replied, embarrassed.

As Bella attempted to pull herself up he stuck his large, callused hand out to help. She took it gratefully and managed to stand up with out slipping in the mess of sugar and cream cheese.

'Uh, thanks,' Bella mumbled to the kind stranger.

'No problem, well, now we're both a mess.' He chuckled.

Bella looked up to see them both covered in sugar.

'Oh, I'm so sorry, I'll, uh, pay for that,' Bella rambled frantically.

'No, really it's fine, um, I'm Jacob, Jacob Black,' He assured her.

'Uh, if you say so. I'm Bella Swan,' Bella said.

'Well, Bella Swan, I would like to take you out to lunch,' Jacob said with a twinkle in his eye.

'You what? I just ruined your clothes and embarrassed us both...' Bella looked at him like he was insane.

'Yeah so, you could repay me by letting me take you out to lunch. If you don't, I could possibly never forgive you know,' Jacob smirked.

'Well, only since you blackmailed me.'

'I did no such thing, now, can you walk well enough to make it to my car, or shall I carry you?' Jacob asked seriously.

Bella gave him a look, twisted on her heel and headed towards the south door.

'I parked by the movie theater,' Jacob laughed, 'to the north.'

Bella turned and glared as she stalked towards opposite door.

Yeah. Okay. Creepy, I know.

I do just love cinnamon pretzel sticks with cream cheese though.