I don't own Twilight


BPOV

I put on my sweetest smile as we opened for the day, stick skinny girls dragging their boyfriends in to spend $120 on two shirts and jeans. Living the dream.

"Hi, welcome to Hollister," I greeted as the girls flooded in the store.

"Bella! We need some more sweaters from the stock room!" I heard Alice's voice yell over the loud music. I made my way to the back, swinging the stock room door and grabbing a bottle of perfume.

"Hey Bella," Rose said while sipping on her frappuccino.

"Hi Rosalie," I greeted before grabbing several sweaters and spraying it with the perfume. I really don't understand the point of spraying them, but people buy them anyway. With ten sweaters stacked up under my chin, I kicked the door open and started sorting out the sweaters.

"Excuse me?" I turned around and saw a big muscled guy with curly dark hair. "I'm sorry, but I was just in to check out the new store, and I would really like you to model for Hollister. "I'm Emmett McCarty."

He handed me a card. "If you're interested, could you please call us back?"

"Um, sure. I'm Bella Swan."

"Well, Bella, I would really like for you to take a shot as a model."

I made way for shoppers and ran back to the stock room, where Rose and Alice were deciding which outfits to put on display for spring.

"Guess what!!!"

"What?" The chorused together.

"An executive from the company asked me to model!"

"Holy shit Bella! You scored big time!" Alice squealed, giving me a hug.

"We NEED to help you prep for the interview!" Rose added.

"Holy crap guys, I'm not even sure I'm gonna go through with it," I said.

"What?!Why?!" They asked.

"Well, look at me. I'm skinny, not blond, and pale. Not Cali material." I said, looking at the mirror.

"Well obviously the executive didn't think so. And the photos are in sepia, so your skin looks tan anyway," Rose said.

"And with some beach waves and wooden necklaces, you'll be a total babe!" Alice added.

"Well, okay. I'll call the company during my lunch break," I said, sliding the card back in my pocket.

...

After finishing the last few bites of my salad, I took out my phone to dial the number.

"Executive Emmett McCarty, Hollister modeling."

"Um, hello, it's Bella Swan. You gave me your card earlier today."

"Oh yes, Bella. So you've decided to go through with it?"

"Yes, I have."

"Well, let's set up an appointment for an interview. How about for 11 am this Saturday? The address is on the card."

"Sure. 11 am, Saturday."

"We look forward to seeing you, Bella." He hung up.

"So how'd it go?!" Alice asked as soon as I put the phone away.

"My interview's this Saturday at 11."

Edward's POV

"Come on dude, she's a total winner," Emmett repeated again after he hung up.

"I haven't even seen her yet," I said.

"Come on, she's a brunette, I know you prefer brunettes ever since the Tanya thi--"

"Let's not talk about that. So she has dark hair. A lot of people do."

"I also thought she'd be the kind of girl you'd focus on instead of one night stands every night.," He said seriously.

"You can't just go offering pretty girls for modeling jobs, just for me to get hooked up with them." I mumbled.

"Look, give her a chance," he tried again. "Her interview's this Saturday at 11. I suggest you hang around."

"But I'm a model, won't it be weird if I just happened to stay in the room with nothing to do?"

"Hide in the closet," he said, pointing to the door behind him.

"Fine, 11am Saturday."


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