My Angel

Prequel to My Soldier

Written by: Little Monster Forever

Summary: Bella is working in a café in Seattle wear she is enjoying the single life. Bella is just getting by paying for the essentials and nothing more. As Bella is working at the café one evening a gentlemen comes in and sits at the stool and claims he is Jasper Whitlock and he would like a coffee, black. See as they talk and what leads to become of them.

AN: This as you can tell if you read above that this is a prequel of My Soldier I do suggest that you should read that first because I won't be giving away of what happens in My Soldier. Also this is my second story and currently it is 12:26 AM and I am really tired but I really wanted to get this out. So I am not apologizing for any grammar mistakes I may have as I don't have a beta nor do I need one for a one-shot. So please I will be very appreciated for reviews if you decide to leave any.

Song- Angel by the wonderfully talented Cody Simpson (Hence the name where I got My Angel).

Disclaimer- I am only saying this once I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT but I would LOVE to own Jacob for just a couple hours but it's not going to happen.

Please enjoy.

I must be in Heaven
Cause I'm looking at an Angel
Whose staring back at me
Her eyes so heavenly
I must be in Heaven
Cause I'm looking at an Angel
There's no one on this Earth
that's made so beautiful
I must be in heaven

-Cody Simpson

BPOV

Hi I am Isabella Marie Swan daughter of Charlie Swan and Renee Dwyer. I am currently 22 years old and I work at a café called heavenly café, cute name write whenever people come in here they say our coffee and treats our heavenly hence the name. I work full time but I am still struggling to get by I can just pay for the essentials but when I'm up on my feet I can treat myself to something nice like a couple of books. My favourite are Wuthering Heights and Romeo and Juliet such amazing classics. If you haven't read them I highly suggest you do. I am actually at work right now served everyone to their satisfaction, I hope. It is 4:30 PM and my shift ends at 6 so and hour and a half left to go. Did I soon find out that it would change my life for the good not the worse?

I was just sitting behind the counter on the stool reading the daily newspaper trying to pass some time. BING, as the door swings open. That stupid bell sometimes I wish I could just throw it out the freaking window and run over it with a semi than set it on fire and throw it is the ocean. Getting lost in my own thought I didn't notice someone was standing politely waiting for me.

Oh my goodness, he's beau- okay Bella calm the heck down you are going to hyperventilate.

"Hi my name is Bella I will be serving you tonight welcome to Heavenly Café what can I get you." I said to the Greek god standing in front of me hopefully I'm not drooling or anything that would be embarrassing.

"Hello darling my name is Jasper Whitlock. I would love to have a large coffee, black." He replied with a slight southern accent. Jasper and I'm going to call him is a Greek god. He has blonde hair that has slight waves and bright blue eyes that I could get lost in them forever and never come back. He is about 6'2 and very lean, I could see his muscles poking out under his tee-shirt which I should say fit him very well.

"Sure thang, cutie." I replied with a squeal, I can't believe I just did that since when did I Isabella Marie Swan squeal, well I guess I just did. "It'll be ready in a minute anything else I can get you?"

"Sure I would like your name and number."

I think I almost fainted I am feeling a little woozy but those eyes I can just melt in them.

"Well I can give you my name but will have to see about the number later on. My name is Isabel-." BING

There goes the bell whose here this time I was just getting to know this fine young man and when I mean fine I mean FINE.

"Jazzy-Boo!"

AN- Sorry for the cliffy who do you think it will be well you will just have to guess and it's not going to be someone you would expect either I will be posting the next chapter soon hope you enjoy. Review, I don't care if it's good or bad it will encourage me to write more.