I don't own Twilight.

Prologue

I can do this. I can do this. I'm the right person for this job.

I kept chanting the same words in my head over and over again. Not that I truly believed them but my friend Alice had told me to do just that.

I looked at my watch.

10.54 a.m

Okay. Let's get this over with.

I stepped out of my old Chevy which looked like an alien among all the other cars in the small parking lot. BMWs, Porsches, Ferrari, I even spotted a bright yellow Lamborghini in one of the far corners.

I quickly crossed the parking lot and paused in front of the revolving glass doors. Once again I straighted my grey pencil skirt and tried to catch a glimpse of myself in the revolving glass. My light blue blouse went perfect with my skirt and I wore simple black one inch heels to complete my outfit. No need to put myself or the people around me in any danger.

"May I help you, Ma'am?" a kind voice next to me startled me.

"Erm, no, thanks, I'm fine." I answered the smiling bellboy who had approached me silently.

Ma'am? Now I feel like 40 instead of 24.

Before he had a chance to say something else I bolted to the revolving glass. Just my luck, I was a little too late because the whole door stopped suddenly with a loud noise. "Dammit" I muttered under my breath. It seemed like everybody outside and inside was now looking at me. Fortunately, the doors started moving again after a few seconds and I stepped into the huge foyer, my face like a tomato.

Here I was, Bella Swan, standing right inside the lobby of Seattle Grand Hotel where I had a job interview with the Front Desk Manager in exactly

Wait, what time is it? 10.57 a.m. Shit. 3 minutes.

I went over to the Front Desk where a pretty blonde girl with icy blue eyes stood. She appeared to be friendly but I could see from her eyes that she was still amused from my stunt with the front door.

Lauren – Front Desk Clerk read her name tag.

I stepped closer to the desk and heard her high pitched voice say: "Welcome to Seattle Grand Hotel. How may I help you, Ma'am?"

Again? Man, this skirt makes me older.

"Hi, er, I.. I.. my name is Bella, I mean, Isabella Swan and I have a job interview with Ms. Carter." I stuttered while trying to regain my normal face colour.

"Oh, for the Front Desk Clerk position. Okay, I'll tell her you're here. Just take a seat at the bar, Victoria will be with you in a few minutes." she said smiling, allthough her smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Thank you" I said and went to sit in a comfortable armchair on a small table near the bar. I was all by myself so I used the remaining minutes to try and breathe easy.

I could still get up and leave. I don't know how Alice could truly believe I could work here?

"May I bring you something to drink, Ms. Swan?" a friendly voice pulled me from my reverie. I saw a tall blonde with long hair and now my face must have resembled an avocado because I was green with envy. This woman could have been a top model easily.

Rosalie – Bar Supervisor read her name tag.

I remembered Alice telling me about her. They worked together at the bar and were good friends. Now that I saw her, I was even more convinced of not being qualified for this Job. If only women who could earn their money with modeling jobs worked here, I should have rather applied for a position in the kitchen.

"I'll have a still mineral water. Thank you." I said friendly.

Still mineral water. Simple and plain. Just like me. I thought.

A few minutes later Rosalie brought my water smiling and said: „Victoria will be here any monent. Good luck.""

After a few moments a chaste voice behind me said: „Isabella Swan?"

I jumped to my feet and turned around. "Yes, that's me. Nice to meet you, Ms. Carter." I shook hands with a tall, redhaired woman with piercing green eyes. Just like everybody else here she was beautiful.

"Yeah, yeah. Take a seat. I'll have 3 VIP-Check ins in a few minutes, my time is short." she said curtly and sat across from me with my application documents.

"So," she said "I checked your application and on the basis of your expierence, our HR Manager and I believe that you are the right person for this job. You can start on Monday, if that's okay with you. I have the contract right here."

Erm.. could somebody pinch me?

I stared at her openmouthed. Fortunately, my subconcious reacted and pointed out, that I'd probably look pretty stupid like that and this woman would very likely expect an answer from me. "Tha.. thank you. Oh my God, I don't know what to say. Thank you so much. Monday sounds fantastic. Thank you." I rambled.

"Yeah, yeah. However, you will get to know the other departments in the first few days to acquaint with the hotel. That's a SOP here."

"Of course. No problem. I would have asked for something like that anyway to get to know the procedures."

"Great. So, I'll see you on Monday." she said, got up, shook my hand and just as soon she was gone. I still stood there dumbfounded and looked at my watch.

11.12 a.m.

That was fast.

Rosalie came back and said: „Welcome to the team. Unfortunately, she always forgets to mention that." And winked at me. „Thanks." I said, still puzzled.

By Monday I had a new job.

This is my first fan fic. Thanks for reading, reviews are very welcome and let me know if I should continue :)