BPOV (I'LL BE SWITCHING POV)
BEEP BEEP.
UGH!
My alarm clock claimed that it was 9.00 time for work. I worked in 'Edward's' an international fashion design company, who was owned by the infamous Edward Cullen. Totally gorgeous but unfortunately not interested, I, however, am Isabella Swan. Boring old Jane.
Plain brown eyes, small button nose and long wavy brunette hair that hung loosely on the small of my back. I was nothing special. I lived in Chicago in a small apartment. Sighing I got out of my warm bed also known as my safe harbour, grabbing my toiletry bag while skipping to the shower.
Minutes later I was back in my room getting ready. I slipped on my cream pencil skirt, with skin colour tights and black pumps with a suite jacket, with my hair piled on my head in a tight French twist adding my beloved Dior handbag. I wasn't really into make-up, but Alice my best friend was another story. Anyway I added some powder with pink blusher not that I needed it but Ali ma best pal insisted finishing it off with my strawberry lip-gloss.
I said good-bye to Chase my door man and was out the door speeding in my sleek, black glossy Aston Martin Vanquish! MY BABY! I loved it!
I checked in on the dot – 9.45 and entered the elevator to floor 13. I was Edward's only assistant. The elevator chimed as I exited when I was dazzled...
A/N... Hope you like it's my first story! i'll be writing very soon plz give reviews then i'll write faster thanks