Little Trinkets

No. . .I DO NOT own Twilight.

Sadly :(

Well, read on!

APOV

The work weeks over! Finally.

I mean, don't get me wrong, I absolutely adore my job as one of New York's famous fashion designers but sometimes it can get quite tedious. But the good news is, I've finally finished my designs for the winter line! The designs just have to be sewn and we're done! The fall fashion show is on Monday so starting this weekend, I have absolutely nothing to worry about!

Sigh. The wonders of my job. . .

I smile hugely as I exit the elevator of my studio. I push past the glass entrance doors and met by the lingering afternoon sun. I spot the entrance to Central Park across the street and take a moment to deliberate whether or not I should take a little scenic route to celebrate my new-found freedom.

What the heck! I'm free! I should enjoy a nice, leisurely, stroll. . .

I walked around the park, looking at families running around and couples walking hand-in-hand. Just like me and Jasper. . .

Suddenly, as the sun's rays moved through the trees, a glint caught the corner of my eye and my shopping instincts were on high gear. I spotted a small collapsible stall that sold the cutest little trinkets and I just had to buy one. I saw a brown-haired girl with her hair up in a messy bun behind it, writing something.

"Um, excuse me," I said to the girl who was writing as I stood in front of her stall.

"Oh!" I must have shocked her since she dropped the pen and paper she was holding to the ground. She quickly snatched it up before I could see it, tucked it in her bag and looked at me.

"Hi! I'm Bella! How may I help you?" she asked me. And when I saw her, I just saw the potential of the natural beauty she possessed. She doesn't seem to belong in a place like this, selling trinkets the whole day. . .she's too freaking beautiful to be doing that! She has really nice features and beautiful hair. I'm sure a little make-over can make her look like a goddess! I thought to myself happily, a smile creeping up my face.

"Excuse me?" I saw Bella, cocking her head to the side trying to see if there was something wrong with me. I don't blame her; I can only imagine how I looked like staring off into space my dreams of a future make-over dancing through my head.

"Oh, sorry. My name's Alice" I said holding out my hand for her to shake.

BPOV

A short, but extremely beautiful woman with inky black hair stood in front of me, her hand stretched out for me to shake.

"Nice to meet you, Alice," I said, shaking her hand.

"Bella, I would just like to say that the jewelry you're selling is gorgeous! I've never seen anything so simple so endearing!" She said eagerly, and surprisingly, in one breath.

"Um, thanks" I replied as I felt my cheeks heat up slightly. I was never one for compliments.

She didn't seem to miss the faint blush on my cheeks, because immediately after, she asked: "Tell me Bella, did you make these?" she asked curiously

"Oh, um. . .yeah. . . it makes ends meet for me so I just stuck to doing it" I replied. Oops, I might've said too much. I mean, she is a complete stranger, but yet, I feel like I'm talking to an old friend. Maybe she could be a friend. . .

"So, do you see anything you like?" I said, pointing to the multi-colored array of trinkets spread out on the table in front of me. There were different colors of beads and silver charms and other charms that had little hints of color to bring the silver chains out more.

"Actually. . ." Alice said thoughtfully, "I want. . .this, that, that, oooh! And that one looks cute! That and. . ." she seemed to be deliberating, "That!" she pointed to a final bracelet near my hand.

After looking closely at all the things she pointed out, I realized she just bought out my entire supply of jewelry that I anticipated to last around a couple of months before getting sold out, not a couple of minutes.

"Are you sure?" she has got to be kidding me! There are around a hundred here. "I mean, you haven't even asked how much it all costs yet."

"Don't worry Bella, I've got it covered" she said smiling angelically. "Name your price"

I quickly did the calculations and told her the amount "It's a grand total of. . ." I raised my eyebrows up in surprise. "Five hundred dollars" Whoa, I never had that much before. Or probably it's because people don't usually buy in bulk.

"I'll take it!" Alice said happily while handing me five hundred dollars in cold hard cash. I haven't touched that much money in a long time. "Are you sure?" I asked her one last time. "Absolutely," she replied. "Actually, I was thinking, do you have a business card; because I would really like to contact you about making more of these? You don't really have to make ALL of them, I just need your basic designs and sketches because in reality. . ." she drifted off.

"In reality. . .?" I prodded her to go on. "I'm a fashion designer" she blurted out. "My line is called Marié Ecila, from my full name, Mary Alice. My studio is actually just across the street from Central Park"

"Oh!" I smacked my head. How could I have not noticed! Here I was, a street merchant making a deal with a hot-shot fashion designer! What was I thinking!?

"Do you really think my jewelry is what you want? I mean, there are a lot of better and nicer makers like Tiffany and Co. or something. . ."

"Bella," she said grasping my hands in hers. "I really like yours. It just shows. . .you, who you are, it has personality! Please?" she said looking straight at me.

"Okay, it's a deal. I'll be happy to do business with you" I said with a smile.

"Yay!" she skipped to the other side of the table and gave me a big hug. This is going to be the start of a beautiful friendship. . .

Yipee! My 2nd fanfic! Please review! All reviews are gladly accepted! :D