Chapter 1: Crash

I was applying for a job at this fashion magazine that I've always dreamed of working in. Rosalie works there as one of the models and ever since I've been bugging her to get me an appointment. No, I do not plan on being a model, but rather a fashion editor. All I needed to do was show a book of my sketches to the head editor. Rosalie finally convinced one of the secretaries to book me a meeting. You could say I was beyond excited. It was my destiny to become a fashion designer more over an editor.

When I got to the building, I headed straight to the elevator and pressed the up button. I tapped my foot impatiently as I waited. Little did I know my true destiny was inside the elevator.

The doors of the elevator opened and I hastily entered, punching the 24th floor. I turn to see my reflection in the mirror and fixed my hair. I was wearing a dark violet blouse,which I designed and a pair of white shorts.

The elevator stopped at the 10th floor and someone entered. A beautiful someone. I almost fainted because before me was the hotest guy in the world, and I really mean it.

"Hey," he said as he pushed the 22th button. He had the the most musical, lovely voice.

Somehow my throat clogged up and all I could do was nod. Pathetic.

"Are you a model too?" he asked.

I shook my head. Great, now he must think I some mute girl.

"Oh, well that's too bad because you'll book everything you try out for." he flashed me a cute crooked smile.

"Uhm, thanks." I finally managed to say after blushing.

"I'm Edward Cullen, by the way." he said extending his hand out.

I took it feebly. "Bella Swan." I whispered.

I looked up at the numbers above the door. 14...15...16...17...

Suddenly the lights started to go on and off.

"What the-?" I heard the beautiful boy beside my say.

CRASH.

We stopped. Back up lights came on and I saw my expression on the mirror. I knew it, and I was right. I looked beyond terrified. Panic was written all over my face. I was stuck in the elevator,and my meeting was in 10 minutes. All that kept my sane was the gorgeuos model next to me. Without him I would have gone balistics right now.

"Holy shit." he muttered. He pressed the emergency button of the elevator. "Hello, we're stuck in the elevator. We need help. Hello?" Static fizzed from the speaker. It was no use.

I pulled out my celphone. And to add to our misfortune, there was no signal.

"Damn, no signal." I muttered. I sank downward and sat on the floor.

Edward did the same, sitting next to me. "Great, we're stranded here." he moaned.

"And I'm going to miss the most important meeting of my life." I sighed. I was blowing off a great oppertunity to show off my designs.

Edward's velvety voice interrupted my sad thoughts. "Luckily,we have each other." He said looking me in the eye. I noticed he had the most stunning eyes. "And don't you worry," he continued. "I'll make sure you get another appointment. I promise." he winked, adorably.

"Thanks." I replied. "It would mean the world to me."

"No problem-o, Bella." he said, a crooked smile appeared on his lips again.

It felt like I litterally had an angel with me inside this small hell hole.

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A/N: Hey! This is my first Twilight fanfic. I hope you enjoyed it!

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.Alessandra Weasley.