So this is my first time writing, please be nice :D
Just a note as well, James isn't the bad evi vampire one, he's a completely original character so don't pre judge him :3
I do not own any of this, well i do own James, but it all belongs to the author of twilight :D
I hurried down the street, my heart pumping. Would it be there? What if it isn't? Maybe something's happened. As i rounded the corner i saw it, there it was, my heart skipped a beat. There poking out of our mail box was the letter I'd waited so long for. The old paper envelope, with my name printed in perfect writing on the front "Bella" I snatched it up and ran inside, i briefly heard my mother exclaim to my father that I must have run all the way home.
Although I was nearly 23 I still lived with my parents in forks. Our house was small and modest, but it was all we needed. Ever since I was little I'd always wanted to become a journalist and now that I was finally all grown up that dream was slowly becoming a reality, but of course it was slightly harder than I'd anticipated as a child. Forks isn't exactly the hot spot for all things news worthy and I knew that if I wanted to get anywhere with my career I'd have to leave.
Dear Bella
I apologise profusely for taking so long to reply to your letter. Things have been so busy here in London I hardly got a chance.
I'm halfway through my book, it's called 'Love is blind' I hope for you can read it one day.
Most of my colleagues are in New York at the moment so it's just me here for now, not that I mind. This gives me a good chance to work in peace.
I'm sure you're doing wonderfully as always. What is happening in forks? How is your journalism going? Write back soon.
I love you, forever and always – Edward
Edward and I had always had a slightly unorthodox relationship. In junior high school I'd signed up for a pen pal program, most people just though it was stupid but I'd always loved writing. And if I had somebody to write to, well that made it all the better. Edward lived in London, he too had a passion for writing but he wanted to become an author and write books instead.
We kept writing to each other long after the pen pal program had finished, and although we'd never actually met we slowly fell in love. Edward always promised me that one day we'd meet, but we lived in completely different countries so things like that weren't simply done.
I'd only ever seen one photo of him, from when he was much younger it was a terrible photo though which made it remarkably hard for me to tell out his features. However from what Edward told me he had striking copper hair with sharp emerald eyes. I didn't mind never meeting him, writing to him was all I really needed for now.
"Bella, the phones for you" My mother's voice from downstairs snapped me out of my day dream.
I picked up my retro styled phone "Bella speaking?"
"Bella, you have to meet me at my office RIGHT NOW" Angela's voice rung shrilly in my ear.
Ever since I'd gotten out of high school, I'd worked for Angela, she was in charge of the only newspaper in forks, and she was also one of the few friends I had here.
"Angela, calm down, I'll be there as soon as i can" I said trying to keep her from possibly hyper ventilating, Angela had a bad habit of getting worked up over the smallest details.
I hung up the phone and ran out the house. I found the keys to my old red truck. Once upon a time it would have been called red, but the extensive rust had turned it a delightful shade of brown. It was a gift for my sixteenth birthday; however that didn't mean it didn't break down every five minutes, the thing was probably as old as my grandmother. But it still did the job and that was all I needed.
I drove as fast as the truck would allow (which was probably about half the speed limit) to the office. I parked up my truck and rushed through the doors, I flashed my I.D. card to the security guard and jumped into the elevator and pressed number four.
The building where I worked was old, but still in good condition. It was known as one of the oldest buildings in forks and had been renovated and done up more times than sixty year old super model.
I made my way to Angela's office and knocked softly on the door.
"Come in!" I heard her shout.
"What took you so long? I've been sitting here waiting for you for five minutes and twenty three seconds!" Angela was always good with numbers, but she hadn't really got the hang of patience yet.
"Well you know I did have to drive here?" I said while chuckling slightly to myself.
"This is unimportant, what is important however what i'm about to tell you is.
Do you remember that application I sent to New York for you?"
I remembered it vaguely, a few months the opportunity of a life time opened up for me. It was a job in New York, as a journalist for the New York Times. I never thought they'd even read my application let alone consider it.
"Well they've taken quite an interest to you, in fact they want to fly you over to New York in a couple of days to see if you have what it takes personally"
I was dumbstruck; I just sat there with my mouth hanging open. I felt numb, but in a good way. I couldn't believe what she was saying, but what Angela said next quickly snapped me out of it.
"However there is a catch Bella, you aren't the only one they're considering. You're one of two. Now the New York Times have agreed to pay for an apartment for you to live in should you get the job, but because you are still being considered along with a second applicant, you will need to share the apartment with that applicant until one of you should get the job"
It was a lot to process, but I would still do whatever it took to get this job. It was the biggest chance I'd ever had, and besides you don't get the chance to go to New York everyday.
"Now, the New York Times has also arranged all your flights and details, you just need to be at the airport tomorrow night at 7 o'clock"
"7 o'clock tomorrow? I have a day? That's it?" I said in complete shock.
"Yes, well they are being quite generous aren't they?" Angela replied calmly as she began to continue with whatever work she was working on.
The next day went by remarkably fast. I packed the few belongings I had into my old rustic suitcase and said goodbye to my mum and dad.
Charlie and Renee had been high school sweethearts, they married as soon as they both graduated and they'd been together ever since. At least now that I was gone they'd be able to enjoy each other's company a bit more.
My dad once told me that even when they were at school Renee had been gorgeous, all of the boys were practically in love with her. I'd inherited her hair and her eyes, but that was about as far as my luck went. I somehow seemed to be exceptionally ordinary, brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin and not much for a sense of fashion.
Before I left I'd also made a note to call up my old childhood friend Alice. Alice and I had been best friends since we were kids, but her family moved to new York when we were both fifteen. As soon as I told her I'd be coming to New York she practically broke the phone by screaming into it. At least I wouldn't be completely alone; she also promised to help get me set up and pick me up from the airport.
The time for me to make my way to the airport came all too fast and a teary Renee along with Charlie drove me to the airport.
"Promise you'll call as soon as you get there?" My mum said as she hugged me tightly. I looked at my dad and he hugged me also.
"Take care of yourself" He said with a smile.
My dad had always supported me with journalism and he was almost as happy as I was about this opportunity.
I took one look back at them and waved as I finally boarded the plane.
As I came out of the terminal I felt completely lost, New York airport was a lot bigger than I'd anticipated. I felt more lost and insignificant than ever before.
Everywhere I looked there were people. I desperately searched for Alice and started to panic when I couldn't see her anywhere. Just as I almost felt tears welling up i felt somebody hug me from behind.
"Alice!" I screamed and turned to hug her back.
Alice was never the tallest, in fact she was the very shortest. She preferred to call herself "Fun sized". However he size was nothing to judge her on, if you pissed her off you would pay for it. She had short black hair and brown eyes, much like my own.
The one key difference in us however was her sense of fashion, ever since we were little she'd always had an eye for that sort of thing. That's partly why she wasn't completely devastated at the idea of moving to New York. And because of it she was now one of the hottest fashion designers in New York.
"Bella! Come on you have to meet Jasper!" She squealed in her high pitched voice. She dragged me over to a tall blonde haired man leaning up against the wall.
"Bella, this is Jasper, Jasper this is Bella" She said grabbing Jasper's hand.
"Me and Jasper have been together for three years now, we met at university"
"Nice to meet you" He said as he shook my hand, he had quite a lovely voice, almost calming to hear to.
Alice decided that before she dropped me off at the apartment we had to get something to eat; I wasn't going to deny it though. I was starving and plane food never quite agreed with me.
We settled on a small sushi place somewhere in the middle of New York. After we got our sushi we found a table in the corner and sat down.
"So Bella, how long are you planning on staying in New York?" Jasper asked.
"Oh, well that all depends on whether i get this job or not. Hang on, I just need to get some soy sauce."
I got up I walked over to the counter and asked for another packet of soy sauce. I turned and began making my way back to the table but my eye somehow caught something outside at the same time as my foot catching on a table leg. And then before I knew what was going on I found myself crashing straight into somebody.
I was slightly afraid to open my eyes, I was lying on something, something warm. As I finally did open my eyes I realized it wasn't a something but rather a someone. And a very good looking someone at that.
"I am so sorry" I quickly blurted out while quickly trying to get up.
"No harm no foul he said as he too got up. I finally had a chance to really look at him, he had thick brown hair and incredible blue eyes.
"James" He said as he stuck his hand out
"Bella" I said still in a shock a little bit.
"Well, as much as I'd like to, I won't be there to catch you every time so keep an eye out for where you're going next time" He said with a smirk and walked out of the shop. As I watched him leave the shop I turned and walked back to Alice, still feeling a little dizzy.
"Bella! What was that all about?" She said grabbing my arm and most likely cutting off the circulation.
"I have no idea" I said, my mind still wandering back to James.
Don't worry there will be more Edward, if you review :D Please do, so I know if I should continue this story or not. Any feedback is good feedback for me :D
Thanks for read (: