-Chapter One-
Name: Isabella Marie Swan
Preferred name: Bella
Age: 22
Occupation: full time badass
I briefly consider writing that down but afraid I would look like some overgrown child with mommy issues, I scribble it out and write the truth.
Recent collage graduate but now working full time in retail
Yeah, like working at 'Purrs, Furrs and Gile-ty Fishes' was enticing.
Sex:
Yes please.
Female
What I look for in a Man/Woman:
I circle 'woman' so there are no confusions. I don't want another repeat of Christmas two years ago when Nan-Nan Swan thought I was bit too fond of diving. If you know what I mean.
Someone funny, adventurous, ambitious
Can I say hot?
If both parties match at the end of the night, permission is granted for our company to supply individuals contact details
Sign:
Phone:
I scrawl out my signature and number in the same chicken scratch as above before handing it to the bitchy blonde popping her strawberry gum at the reception desk. She looks at the card and then looks me up and done.
"It must really be hard for someone like you to meet new people. I'm sure a lot of people are into role play too."
What? I look at her in confusion before the light in my head goes off.
I forgot I was wearing my goddamn cat costume with the goddamn ears and matching tail.
Welcome to my wonderful fucking life.
Disclaimer for all chapters: Twilight isn't mine, although I own a zesty t shirt from my youth that says, "Your scent is my drug." Lord.
This story will consist of short and sweet chapters because I don't have the attention span to sit and write proper chapters. Enjoy!
