Hi All! It's been years since I've written a fanfic, so go easy on me. I've been playing with this idea for a while, please read and review!

Jacqueline

Fuck, I'm tired. I opened a can of Red Bull as I prepped the bar for the night, putting liquor bottles where I liked them, getting shot glasses ready, plenty of cups for draft beers, and lots and lots of ice. It was Friday night, and we were expecting a huge crowd tonight. I loved working when it was busy like this because it gave me such a good opportunity to make money.

I'd started bartending when I went home to take care of my mom. I dropped out of college, and let's face it, I wasn't going to be doing much with a degree in Fine Arts anyway. So after going home, I got the first job I could find, and that was tending bar at this shitty little dive bar. I loved every second of it. Mom held on for another fourteen months after I'd moved home but eventually the cancer got her, and boy was it rough on me. After a few months, I got my head screwed back on right and got my shit together. Mom left me a small inheritance, about $35k and her small three bedroom ranch, which I sold and got $125k for. I took the money, put a hefty down payment on a 2017 Subaru WRX and a decent down payment on a two bedroom beachfront condo here in Daytona Beach.

After Mom died, there really wasn't anything keeping me in Texas anymore, so I moved here to Florida, and I absolutely loved it. I've been here for five years and I had a great group of friends and I loved my job and my co-workers.


I looked up as I noticed the bouncers start rolling in, and I checked the time. 9:37. I had no doubt that there was a line of people waiting on the sidewalk that would come pouring in at 10:00.

Felix, my favorite bouncer came over to the bar and I already had a room temperature bottle of water waiting for him. He was always so sweet and he never drank, he's been sober for fifteen years.

"Hi, Felix!" I leaned over the bar and kissed him on the cheek.

He took the water from the bar, "You ready for tonight Cracker Jack? There's a line wrapped around the side of the building."

I rolled my eyes at his nickname for me. "You know I'm always ready to make money, and you know how much I hate that nickname."

He blew me a kiss and walked over to the door, no doubt getting ready to start checking everyone's identification. We pride ourselves on never having anyone under twenty one in here drinking.

Rosalie, the other bartender tonight breezed behind the bar. "I'm so sorry I'm late, Jack. My mom was running late to babysit Charlie and then I got stuck in traffic, and this whole night has just been a shit show so far."

"Rose, it's fine," I assured, "I've just been setting up and getting ready. We're good to go when the doors open. You look great tonight, by the way."

Rosalie was a beautiful girl. She'd had a baby six months ago, but you couldn't tell. She had this long golden hair, tonight it was pulled back into a sleek ponytail. She was wearing a black cropped tank top with red high waisted shorts and a pair of black high top Converse. She always dressed so simple and I was always so jealous of how good she looked.

"Bitch stop, you look fucking fabulous," she told me, putting her hand up.

I had to admit, I did look good tonight. My waist length blonde hair was pulled back into two French braids, I was wearing a white cropped tank top underneath of a pair of dark wash overall shorts that hugged my curves just right, and my maroon Vans. My makeup was minimal, I'd been spending a lot of time in the sun now that the weather was nice, so my face and arms were covered in freckles, and I loved showing my freckles off.

"Thanks, babe," I smiled at her. "Will Edward be here tonight?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, he's coming here with some friends tonight, should be pretty interesting."

Felix opened the doors and people started rolling into the bar, just as the DJ started playing music. Here we go.

The night went by in a blur. I don't know if I've ever seen so many people here before. I grimaced as another guy ordered a round of shots, and bought me one too. Aro's rule was to never say no to a drink, because that's saying no to money. I kept an empty beer bottle handy and always 'chased' my shot with a beer, but I was actually spitting the liquor into the empty beer bottle so I didn't get wasted while I was trying to work.

"What can I get you?" I looked up at the person standing in front of me.

Immediately, my brown eyes were met with a pair of deep blue eyes, and it was seriously like the movies, time froze for a second. Standing in front of me was the most beautiful man I'd ever seen in my twenty six years of life. He must've been six foot five, he towered over my five foot nine frame, and he had this curly blonde hair I almost reached to run my fingers through, and when he smiled down at me he had these dimples in his cheeks that were so deep I wanted to crawl into them.

"Can I please get a Heineken?" His voice was deep and smooth and velvety and I wanted to listen to him talk to me all fucking night.

I couldn't form a sentence so I just nodded and got his beer. He got his money out to pay and I shook my head and told him it was on me. He smiled and left a $20 bill on the bar before he walked away.


It was late. It was almost 5am and there were a few stragglers left, including Edward sitting at a table with his friends. I'd learned soon after my encounter with Mr. Blue Eyes that he was part of Edward's group. Felix came through and kicked everyone except Edward's group out. After Rose and I divided the tips between the two of us and cleaned the bar, we made our way to their table.

"I'm hungry," I said as I sat down.

"Ooo let's go to the diner," Rose said with a slight slur.

Two of Edward's friends said they needed to get home, but Edward and Mr. Blue Eyes both said they could eat.

Everyone gathered their belongings and it was decided that I would drive because I hadn't had a drop to drink so we walked out to my car.

Mr. Blue Eyes let out a low whistle. "This is yours?"

I nodded and smiled, looking up at him.

"I don't think I caught your name earlier. I'm Emmett."

Emmett, God, even his name is sexy.

"I'm Jack."

"Jack?" he gave me a curious look.

"Short for Jacqueline."

He looked at me for a moment and touched one of my braids. "Jack suits you."

At this point I noticed Edward sitting on the curb.

"I think we're just gonna get a cab and go home," Rose rolled her eyes, "He's had a lot to drink."

I hugged her, "I'll text you when I wake up. Love you."

"Love you too, get home safe," she winked at me.

I scuffed my shoe on the sidewalk, as Emmett said, "And then there were two."

"I can give you a ride home if you want. That way you don't have to pay for a cab." In my mind I was praying that he would want to hang out.

"Fuck no!" his voice boomed, "I want pancakes."

I laughed and gestured to my car for him to get in.

Emmett

I had been dreading going out with Edward. Everyone always got too sloppy and I usually had to take care of grown ass men and I hated it, but I wasn't a piece of shit so I always sucked it up and did it. If someone told me that tonight I'd meet the girl of my dreams I'd tell them they were fucking crazy, but miracles happen everyday and I was on my way to get pancakes with the most beautiful freckle faced girl I had ever seen.

Besides the fact that she was crazy hot, she also drove a WRX, and seeing this girl behind the wheel of this car made my jeans tighten a little.

She had taken her hair out of the braids it was in, massaging her scalp while her turbo warmed up. Her hair was waist length and wavy and before I knew what I was doing, I reached out and was tangling my hand in her long hair.

She looked at me and smiled, "You ready for some pancakes?"

"Fuck yeah," I matched her smile.

She pulled out of her parking spot and turned onto the A1A and drove down the strip. Folky music was playing from her speakers and she was humming along to it. Five minutes later we were pulling up to a 24 hour diner.

She parked and pulled the emergency brake and smiled at me. "Ready?"

"Yes ma'am," I told her, getting out of the car.

As nice of a car as she has, it is a little difficult getting my tall frame in and out of it. That's why I drove a Jeep Rubicon, I didn't have to worry about space in that thing.

I walked next to her and placed my hand on the small of her back, a perfect fit. We sat at a booth in the vacant diner and an older guy walked over to us with a pot of coffee.

"Busy night, Jack?" he asked her.

"Like you wouldn't believe. This is Emmett, Emmett, this is Demetri."

"Hey man, nice to meet you," I shook his hand.

"You too, son. Do you two know what you want?"

Jack nodded. "I want a Belgian waffle with fresh fruit, a side of bacon, and a side of hash browns."

Demetri smiled and wrote her order down.

"I'm gonna have the same thing, but pancakes instead of the waffle please," I told him.

He went into the kitchen to make our food and Jack took a huge gulp of coffee.

"How long have you known Edward?" she asked me.

"We were roommates in college, he became my best friend."

She was absentmindedly twirling her hair around her finger and that's when I knew, I was in for it with this girl.