I am stuck with my other stories and hate to start a new one but I am hoping that getting back to writing will help me finish the other two stories I have "in progress" soon enough. I know nothing of the professions that my characters have in this story beside what I find online through research so please bare with me when I am describing their workplaces and such.

My life is really busy these days so I will update this story as much as possible but refuse to hold myself to a set schedule that I will undoubtedly be unable to keep.

Please let me know what you guys think after this first chapter!

Chapter 1

Introducing Isabella Swan

I cringe inwardly as I looked in the mirror trying to tug the minuscule top I wore up to cover just a little more skin. "Come on, Tink. You can do this. You can do this." I told myself quietly as I pulled my waist length curls over my shoulders so that the bows I had tied in them were visible and a little more skin was covered as I heard my name being announced over the loud speakers.

"Get ready for school guys because here comes the sexiest teacher in the entire state of Texas! Miss Tink!" Jake, the DJ and bouncer said loudly into the microphone as I stepped onto the black lacquered stage with an extra sway to my hips.

I worked the stage like my life depended on it, because it did, despite hating the multiple hands tucking the dollar bills into the tiny strings of my remaining clothing. After I spent my thirty minutes on stage I quickly snagged the pink silk robe that Jake held out for me as I passed by his booth on the way to the back. I still had about three hours of work left but at least now I could don my waitressing outfit and go work the floor while the other girls took their turns on the stage.

"Hey, B." Nessa said as she applied glitter lotion to her arms and bare torso. We had both becoming really close while working here at Wild Bill's for the last year together. Nessa was a veteran, having worked here for the past three and a half years, while I had only been here for about eighteen months.

I smiled at her as I tugged up the skin tight hot pink short shorts that would at least cover more than my previous outfit. "Hey, Ness. How's classes going?" I asked her as I tugged the mesh top on over the tiny bikini like top.

"Stressful but I'm almost finished with them." She said with a bright smile on her face.

Nodding at her I tugged the ends of the ribbons in my hair undoing the pig-tails I had separated my hair into for my performance. "Don't you graduate this coming May?" I asked her, trying really hard to remember what she had told me last time we had talked about her schooling.

"Yep. Two more months! Perfect timing too." She said sliding her hand onto her stomach while her enthusiastic smile turned a bit serene.

Gasping, I slapped my hand over my mouth. "No way! Really?" I asked walking over to her.

She nodded. "We just found out earlier this week. I'm only six weeks so we weren't supposed to say anything to anybody because anything can happen still but I just couldn't keep it to myself anymore." She cried as I wrapped her up in a gentle hug.

"Congratulations, sweetheart." I told her gently as I pulled away to wipe the tears from her cheeks. "Go kick ass up on that stage while I go kick your husband's ass for keeping this from me." I told her gently.

Smiling she kissed me on the cheek before ducking through the curtain that separated our changing room from the lounge area on the other side of the curtain where girls chilled between sets and on breaks. "Thanks, B." Vanessa Black was a beautiful Indian woman who absolutely had the gentlest heart and soul of anybody I had ever met before. She was married to my best friend and protector, Jake, who also tripled and quadrupled as bouncer and DJ for the club.

I popped Jake on the back of the head as I walked my way to the bar to take my turn at serving drinks. "Congratulations, douche bag." I told him with a wink.

He just smiled at me while nodding before turning his entranced gaze back to his wife who was sashaying her pregnant ass around the stage like she owned it.

"Table two, Tink." Seth, the bartender said as he sat two beer bottles and a line of shot glasses on a serving tray.

I picked up the tray balancing it on the palm of my hand. "Thanks, Seth. How did I do tonight?" I asked him of the bowls that passed around while a girl was on stage to collect money from the guys who couldn't or wouldn't approach the stage or the girls.

"Damn good. Four bowls full." He said with a wink.

Nodding I headed in the direction of table two. It was a table full of young college guys, probably not much older than me, celebrating a buddy's birthday. "Hey, can we get the birthday boy a private dance?" One of the guys asked slyly.

I smiled as I sat the drinks on the table. "Absolutely. Which one is the birthday boy?" The blonde headed guy pointed to a shaggy dirty blonde haired guy who was shaking his head emphatically like he really didn't want it. "Sorry, boys, looks like he doesn't want one. Maybe another time." I told them with a smile as I headed back to the bar to get my next tray of drinks to deliver.

When the night was finally over I tugged on my sweatpants and long sleeve shirt before stuffing my feet into flip-flops feeling like my normal self once again. I grabbed my duffel bag and headed out of the now empty club towards my car that sat underneath the spotlight in the far corner of the parking lot. I didn't completely trust the patrons of the club to all be gentlemen when we left them with hard-ons and no satisfaction.

"Night, B!" Jake and Nessa called out from across the lot as they slipped into Jake's truck.

I waved to them as I slipped into the driver seat tossing my bag into the passenger seat. I just sat there relaxing for a few minutes before cranking up the car and heading to Wal-Mart so that I could buy some much needed groceries that I had been putting off for the past week. While parked in the lit parking lot of the local Wal-Mart I counted all the bills that Seth had stacked and rubber banded for me earlier tonight. $647. Wow! I knew it had been a good night but I hadn't thought it was that good of a night but with two rounds on stage and six hours on the floor serving drinks I should have expected a nice amount of tips.

I decided to just get enough groceries for breakfast and the kids' lunches and come back into town later to go to the budget friendly grocery store to actually stock our kitchen back up. I still spent almost a hundred dollars on stuff that couldn't wait until later and was only in the store for an hour. Carrying the bags of groceries into the house that I shared with six other people was a chore because there were toys and blankets and dishes and clothes and pillows strewn from the front door to the kitchen where I dropped the bags onto the kitchen island. "Jesus Christ, would it hurt to have a little bit of help around here every once in a while." I mumbled to myself as I headed up the stairs to get the kids up for school and daycare.

I rapped on the door of the oldest child under my care, my sixteen year old sister, before continuing down the hall rapping on the doors before coming to the nursery that the youngest monster slept peacefully. Being the legal guardian and sole provider for my three younger siblings was a big responsibility that had been thrown on my shoulders just four days after my twentieth birthday. It also happened to be the same day that I had told my boyfriend at the time that his condoms and my birth control had failed resulting in an unplanned pregnancy. I had immediately dropped out of college, quit my job, and broke the lease on my one bedroom apartment in LA to move back into the home I had lived in since I was five years old and assume the responsibilities that my parents had given me. It's not like they wanted this life for me but a drunk driver and ice on the roads had changed the course of my life forever. That was two years ago.

Now, Beth was fifteen, Landon was eleven, Lucy was seven, and my baby, Sierra, would be turning two in just five short weeks. These living, breathing, needy little souls were the reason I did the job that I did despite not liking it at all.

"Bella, is that you?" Alice, my other best friend from childhood and roommate, asked as she poked her head out of her bedroom door.

"Yeah, Ali, it's me. Go back to sleep, it's only six o'clock in the morning." I told her with a kind smile.

She shook her head. "Naw, I got to go into the shop today to make sure the delivery isn't screwed up again." She said heading for the stairs, presumably to make coffee and scrounge for something to eat.

"Okay, I bought Lucky Charms by the way." I called out to her as I twisted the knob on the nursery where my baby slept. While I picked out Sierra's clothes for the day and packed her diaper bag for the day noises out in the hall told me that the other kids were up and starting their morning routines. "Baby, oh, baby." I sang softly as I walked to the crib that every single child, including myself and Alice, in this house had slept in at some point or another growing up.

Sierra held her arms up without even opening her eyes. "Mama." She said softly before blinking open her sky blue eyes to gaze at me.

Picking her up I snuggled her in close to me as I headed for the changing table that she was just about to outgrow, like the crib. After changing her diaper I slipped her pajamas back onto her before heading downstairs for breakfast with the Swan crew plus Alice. As I slipped Sierra into her high chair with a few blueberries and sippy cup that Alice handed me the rest of the kids' feet pounded on the stairs letting me know they would soon be demanding breakfast.

I ruffled Landon's hair as I scooted behind his chair. "Morning Champ, sleep good last night?" I asked him as I sat his box of Cocoa Pebbles in front of him.

He nodded. "Yes, Bella. Thank you." He said as he picked up the box and pouring himself some. Landon Charles Swan was the mini me of our father, way too serious for his young age.

"Your welcome, buddy." I told him as I picked up little Miss Lucy giving her a sweet kiss to her cheek. She was only five years old when our parents passed away so tragically and doesn't really remember them that well any more. "Good morning, Lucy bug. Why are you still in your pajamas?" I asked her tickling her sides causing her to squirm in my arms.

"I need help." She said sweetly popping a kiss to my cheek. "Can I eat first?" She asked pointing to her bowl that held her fruit loops that Alice must have poured in there.

"Sounds like a plan." I told her as I sat her back down in the chair on top of the pot that she still sat on because of her tiny stature.

I cringed when I saw Beth. Today, her hair had bright blue streaks in it while the rest was dyed pitch black, her eyes had so much black eyeliner that it was amazing I wasn't buying ten pencils a week, her lips and nails were black also. This theme carried through with her clothing, shoes, and accessories. It was a sparkle in her nose that caught my attention. "What the hell is that?" I asked her as I slapped the box of Fruity Pebbles I knew she liked down in front of the bowl Alice had set on the table.

"A nose ring. What's the big deal?" She asked with a shrug of her shoulders as she reached for the box of cereal I was still clutching.

Raising an eyebrow at her I held tight on the box she wanted. "Aren't you supposed to be 18 to get a piercing?"

"According to the paper I gave the piercing artist I am 18." She said with a sarcastic smile on her face as she tugged the box from underneath my hand, pouring the fruity gift into her bowl.

I leaned down so that I could whisper in her silver covered ear that had more holes than my oldest most favored pair of jeans. "Just so you are aware, Dad's rule still stands even though he's not here. You get yourself arrested and you will stay in jail until you get yourself out. I will not bail you out under no circumstances." I whispered into her ear before placing a kiss to the side of her head.

She rolled her eyes as I stood up to head for the counter that held a pot of yummy looking caffeine that I needed to get through the rest of this day. Hi, my name is Isabella Swan. Welcome to the craziness that is my life.