So , I'm not sure where i'm going with my other story, hence why i haven't updated in FOREVER . sorry :(

But I promise I will finish, I wouldn't start anything without the intention of finishing it.

I had this stuck in my head for awhile, and really wanted to get started on it, so here it is (: enjoy and review please !

Disclaimer: i do not own anything Twilight

"How are you doing, baby?"

"I'm fine, Daddy, just a little behind on a few bills, but nothing to worry about. It'll work out, it always does." I tried to sound confident, for my father's sake.

"Damn, Bells, I really wish I could help ya out. But things aren't too great here either."

"Its fine," I tried to reassure him, so he wouldn't beat himself up over it, "If I just work a few extra shifts down at the bar, I'll be caught up in no time. But I have to go, or I'll miss the bus. I'll talk to you soon."

"Okay, Bells. I love ya, kid."

"I love you, too." I whispered into the receiver before disconnecting the call.

I quickly pulled on my shoes and jacket before rushing out the door and down to the bus stop. It was an unusually warm day in Seattle, and I realized a little too late I could've probably gone without my light jacket. Oh well. The sun was high in the sky, and like always, I couldn't help but stress over the bus arriving on time. Sadly I was at the mercy of the bus schedule. It sucked not having a car sometimes.

Well, more like most the time.

Right on time, the big blue bus turned the corner and came into view. I breathed out a sigh of relief I didn't know I was holding. A couple people bordered before me and I walked to my usual seat towards the back. Getting comfortable for the twenty minute ride, my eyes swept across the familiar faces of the usual people that rode the same bus as me.

Most were sleeping, reading, listening to music, or just mindlessly looking out the window. Nothing was out of place, and I smiled to myself. I liked familiar. I liked routine. I wasn't a spontaneous person, and I was okay with it. This is what kept me going.

The bus ride flew by, and I was walking into the back doors of the bar before I knew it.

"Hey, B!" Alesha shouted as she passed me with a tray full of food heading to a booth. I just smiled and waved, knowing it was too busy to engage in conversation.

I clocked in and got ready to work the bar. I was one of the best bartenders here at Jay Jenks, and on a good night, could make good money on tips. But it had been slow lately, hence my behind on bills, but that all seemed to change tonight. There was excitement in the air as people poured in, keeping me busy and on my toes most the night. By the time the bar closed, I had made $115.75 on tips and a few numbers that I disposed of in the trash, shaking my head.

"I'm about to head out, Jay!" I shouted, throwing the rag I used to wipe down the bar and glasses in a bucket and collecting my tips.

"Want me to walk you to the stop, B?" He asked, walking from the back room. Jay was the owner of the bar and a great boss. He cared about his employees and has treated me like a little sister since I first started working here. It was nice, since I didn't have my dad here with me, to have family. And Jay took his role as big brother seriously, he always had my back.

"I'll be fine; I'll text ya when I get home."

He paused for a moment, contemplating whether to let me go without him or not, then he relented and just gave me and hug and telling me to be safe.

"I always am!" I giggled, as I walked out, making my way to the bus stop.

As usual, nothing out of the ordinary happened and I was home before I could even blink. I stumbled into my small apartment, suddenly hit by how tired I really was. I sent a quick text to Jay letting him know I got in okay, and then crashed.

The following week was just the same as the one before it, and the one before that. The only difference was I picked up a couple extra shifts a week to make a few extra bucks. I was finally getting caught up on the stack of bills I'd had, and was breathing a little easier.

I quickly got ready for my shift, raking a brush through my hair and pulling on a black cotton tee. The weather had stayed pretty warm lately, a promising spring, and I was grateful I could go a couple days without a jacket, opting to just carry it with me, as it was cooler at night when I returned home.

I went through with my normal routine, and was quickly on my way to Jay's. I did my familiar sweep of my fellow passengers, finding nothing out of place, and again felt good in the familiarity. Then suddenly, my eyes landed on a man that I had never seen on the bus before.

The first thing I noticed about him was the big jacket he was bundled in and the black skull cap that snugly fit his head. That's odd, I thought, it was too warm to be wearing winter clothes, and most people were taking advantage of the weather with flip flops and short sleeves.

The second was how tired and weary he looked. His back was hunched, and eyes were dead. But even after all that, I could tell he was very attractive. His jaw looked strong, if not a little too jutted out from his face, like he hadn't eaten in a few days. His eyes, as lifeless as they were, were a brilliant forest green, a color I had never seen on anyone before. If they looked that good dead, I could only imagine what they looked like when he was in a better mood.

Then finally, I was struck with annoyance. Silly, I know, this is public transportation, and anyone was allowed on, but for as long as I've been riding, so have the same people. I didn't talk to them, and they didn't talk to me, but that was what I liked. It was comfortable, familiar, and I always knew what to expect. With the arrival of this stranger, I wasn't so sure anymore. It's like someone threw a wrench in my plans, and it irked me to no end.

Chill, Bella, I told myself, maybe this is the only time he'll be riding. When you get on tonight, he won't be here and neither will he be tomorrow, I reassured myself.

And sure enough, when it was time for me to head home, the strange man wasn't there. The next day, the first thing I did when I got to my seat was search for him, and I was relieved to not see him. I let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding, and shook my head at myself. I knew I was anal and uptight, but sometimes I even ceased to amaze myself.

Then the unthinkable happened, just as the bus driver was about to pull away from the curb, someone jumped hurriedly onto the bus. It was none other than that strange man. His eyes searched for a place to sit when they met mine, and I cast them down, trying to avoid his gaze. Then, two shoes appeared beside me and I looked up at the man. He was oddly beautiful and looked in a little bit better condition than he was yesterday, with a slight grin gracing his lips, "Can I sit here?" He asked, and I had to seriously consider it, no matter how gorgeous he was.

I mean he was some stranger intruding on my daily routine, messing it up and ruining the only stability I had right now, and he wanted to sit with me? I looked around pointedly at the rest of the empty seats, and just as I was about to tell him no, he plopped down right beside me. My jaw clenched, and I think he noticed because his grin was suddenly all blown out and cocky.

He knew he was annoying me. And he was amused.

And to make matters worse, there was a loud pop and the bus pulled to the side of the road, "Sorry, folks," the bus driver apologized, "looks like we got a flat, I'll call for a replacement bus, but I'm not sure how long it'll take, could be awhile." The whole bus groaned as we all realized we would be late to wherever we were going.

"Fuck!" I cursed. I was going to be late to work. This day was rapidly going downhill.

"Well," the infuriating man beside me said, "looks like we're gonna be stuck together for awhile." He seemed too pleased with this news.

"You do know there are like 10 other seats open?" I asked, my voice a little harsher than I intended. But when I thought about it, I didn't care. I wasn't trying to make friends.

"Yeah, I'm pretty cozy here." He said smugly, pulling the sides of the same hat I saw him wearing yesterday down. It still struck me as odd, seeing as the weather was perfect.

I just rolled my eyes, hoping, praying that I could get to work and away from this guy soon.

I know, not really long, but I don't plan on any of my chapters to be too long. I hope you enjoyed it, review please ! (: