I don`t own anything asociated with twilight.
Chapter 1
"Bella! Wake up!" screamed Alice from the other side of my bedroom door. Letting out a groan of annoyance I knew I had to get up before the tiny pixy barged in here and dragged me to her appointment in my pyjamas. Hence why agreeing to help Alice with her business is never a good idea, it almost always ends up in pain, from being dragged out of my bed or my head being the place where she stabs the damn bobby pins in claiming to be 'fixing' it.
Now is probably the time to tell you, my name is Isabella Swan but I go by Bella. I`m a professional writer and have several books on the store shelves but in the time between my writing I volunteer my time to helping my non blood sisters Alice and Rosalie.
I`m around 5foot 6inches, with dark brown hair that has subtle natural red highlights, and plain brown eyes. I have curves in all the right places but according to Alice never dress to accentuate them, which is where Alice came into the picture. She saved me in college when the year level skank Lauren decided to make it known to everyone how little of a 'womanly' figure I had at the time. Alice whisked me away to her room introducing herself to me on the way then proceeded to tell me what to wear tomorrow and that she`d be by my room to do my hair and make-up. When Lauren saw me the next day well let's just say I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her skull, not to mention the anger in her eyes. Totally pissing off Lauren made Alice and my friendship solid and will be one of the two things I am grateful to Lauren for.
Rosalie on the other hand walked up to Lauren one day after Lauren made a disgusting comment about Rosalie, and slapped her hard enough to leave a bruise of her hand on Laurens face, after Lauren stomped off Alice and I immediately introduced ourselves to Rosalie and we all became fantastic friends, and now consider each other our sisters, the second and last thing I`m grateful to Lauren for.
Alice is a tiny energetic person, she has short black hair that she likes to have sticking out in every direction, she`s incredibly petite and has bright blue eyes that make men drop at her feet, she also has a successful designing business in Seattle that she owns and runs.
Rosalie on the other hand is every man's dream, with a figure supermodels would die for that's all natural, long blonde hair that reaches the lower part of her back and sparkling blue eyes, you would never guess that she prefers to spend her time fixing up cars then strutting down the catwalk.
I work with Alice and Rosalie during my times between writing my books, with Alice I go with her to meet her clients, take down there measurements when it`s custom made and answer the phone in the office and also do the books if I`m that bored. With Rosalie I just manage the books and answer the phones, having no interest in cars what so ever.
So as I begrudgingly get out of bed hissing at the coolness of the floorboards beneath my feet I shuffle to the bathroom I reach into the shower and turn on the water, strip and step into the hot water, the water waking me up completely. I wash, shave and am out within 15 minutes which is a record for me. I the walk out into my room, open up my wardrobe trying to decide what to wear to the meeting this morning. Hoping to put a good impression forward for Alice's business, I eventually pick a blood red dress that has a slightly low neckline and comes to just above my knee matching it with a pair of black pumps. I walk back into the bathroom putting slight curls in my hair and putting on my light foundation, mascara, adding dark red lipstick and thick eye liner making my eyes stand out. I walk through my bedroom, open the door and enter the modest size living room that is in my apartment and stand there ready for Alice to scrutinise my choice of clothing but to my surprise the first thing she says is "You look stunning." I stare at her unbelieving until she shoves a cup of coffee from my favourite coffee shop under my nose, I snatch it up within a second take a gulp and savour the sweet taste and instantly feel brighter. I cannot function without my morning cup of Coffee. "Morning Alice! Whens the meeting?" I ask chirpily, all Alice says is "Now. Let`s go!" before looping her non – coffee holding arm through mine and we make our way to the undisclosed location. As we walk towards the door of my apartment I grab my keys from the table next to the front door, lock it and we walk towards the lift waiting for it to come to my level. As we hear the ding the doors open and Alice and I walk into it still with joining arms. I press the Ground Level button as we await our decent. As we reach the Ground Level the ding goes off again, the doors open and we exit the lift walking to the big window doors which is where Thomas the elderly doorman stands, Alice and I both nod our heads to him on our way out the doors. As we exit my apartment building I take a deep breathe of the fresh Seattle air and then walk towards where Alice`s shop is located but she tugs on my arm stopping my movement. I turn towards her giving her a confused look so she begins to explain "Where visiting them at their work as there was no time we could mutually meet." I find it odd as Alice isn`t one to make exceptions to her rule of 'We meet at my work', so I knew it had to be an extremely important and influential customer. Basically skipping with Alice towards the end of my street we wait with a large group of people at the traffic lights waiting so we can cross, standing there sort of tuning into what Alice was talking about.
You see Alice is the type of person who can talk forever about nothing in particular, but the real problem is trying to catch what she is saying as she talks 10 miles a minute. Finally were able to cross the street, we are entering the area of town that's covered in large corporations high rise offices when we come to a stop in front of one of the better looking office building s down the street. I slowly drag my head up to look for the companies sign but trying to block the sunlight with my hand that isn`t the one Alice is trying to drag me into the building with, before I can get a look at the company name.
"Alice! What are you doing?" I ask, snatching my hand out of her grip testing to see if it was sore, the damn pixy had a mean grip. "What?" she asks as if dragging me inside a corporate building at 9 o'clock in the morning is the normal thing to do. Alice walks to the receptionist desk with me trailing behind her, "Appointment with Mr Cullen" is all Alice says, but of course she doesn't notice my jaw drop, neither does the receptionist who says in a completely bored tone "Go straight on up. Top floor" then picks up her hand and inspects her nails, that are French tip and completely perfect. Snapping my head in Alice`s direction causing my hair to fly around my face I hiss at her "Where meeting the Cullens!" I ask her incredulous. Everyone knew who the Cullens were, there family company Cullen Corp. was owned by the father Carlisle, while his son Edward, nephews Jasper and Emmett were the hierarchy of the company. The business was extremely successful, but what Cullen Corp. was mostly known for was each of the four men in the company's hierarchy is completely gorgeous. Alice of course just turned to me, gave me her grin and said "This is the biggest client I`ve ever had, I just hope there all as gorgeous in person as they are in photos" completely missing my attitude. Oh well here goes nothing I thought as Alice and I got on the elevator and she pressed the 'Executive' button to take us to their floor. Alice then turned to me, hopefully about to explain what we were doing here. "Okay, so here is the deal, Esme called about a week ago, her husband, son, two nephews need tuxedos and a dress for an un coming charity ball." "Okay" was all I had time to say before the elevator opened and we stepped out of it, making our way down the long, stark white hallway lined with doors and windows to the door that had Carlisle Cullen written on the plaque stuck to the door.
Alice tapped on the door …
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