"Forneverwasastoryofmorewoe
ThanthisofJulietandherRomeo"

Crying, I put down the book of Romeo and Juliet, and curled up in the window bench. Romeo and Juliet. I've read it more times than I can remember. It was truly magnificent. Every time I read it I discovered something new with it. The way the characters related to one and other, the way it was written. Shakespeare was truly amazing. There was a soft knock on the door and my best friend Alice came in.

"Are you alright" She asked softly and sat down next to me. Then she saw the book.

"Reading Romeo and Juliet again are we?" She said, in a more teasing way, now that she knew why I had been crying. Alice knew me better than her own pocket.

"I had nothing to read" I defended myself.

"So you chose to read a book you've read about hundred times before, that always makes you cry? She laughed.

"That sounds pretty crazy" I agreed.

"No, it doesn't sound crazy it just sounds like Bella" Alice said and hugged me.

"Now, if you could stop reading that book, maybe I could go back to mine, she said with a teasing smile.

"I just finished it, I'm okay" I answered and smiled back at her as she left my bedroom.

I sat there, looking out through the window, thinking about the differences between Alice and me.

Alice Brandon was the best friend that anybody could ever have. She is always there for you. And yet, she's a little pixie. She loves shopping, and play "dress up Bella". It was not unusual for her to buy 5 pieces of clothing in one store then go to the next and buy even more in the next. Every clothes shop owner in town knows who she is. I, Bella Swan am not that girl. Sure, I like shopping but it's limited. I was fine with shopping maybe 2 or 3 times a month, Alice shopped everyday. Unfortunately, she hated shopping alone and since I was her best friend, I had to do a lot of shopping. We met when I got in to one of the best boarding schools in America. It was called Riverton high school and it was really good. Alice, who was the same age as I only a couple of months older, started when she was in the 6th grade. I started there a year later because my mom and dad decided to move because they thought NY was too big. We moved away from New York to the little town called Forks and that's where I met Alice. Now, 9 years later we're still the best of friends. Somehow Alice convinced me to move away from Forks to LA and that's where I am right now, at the age of 22, making a living as a waitress while Alice worked with clothes. We had found an apartment outside of LA in a really nice neighbourhood. Short after Alice happened to just stumble in to a shop which needed help. Voila and Alice got her job. She has an outstanding sense for fashion that girl. I woke up from my daydream with a gasp and looked at my wristwatch.

"DARN" I yelled. I quickly changed clothes to more appropriate for work. As I ran out from my room Alice looked up from her book. "Late for work again, are we?"

"Yes" I sighed. "Mike is gonna kill me." Alice snorted. "Hardly, his crush on you is way too big for that".

"Hahaha, very funny" I commented.

"Want me to drive you?"

"Would you? Oh Alice thank you so, much!" I hugged her.

"Alice you do know that you are the best?" I said as we headed to my job.

"Of course but, you know this wouldn't happen if your car didn't need service all the time."

"Hey, don't say bad things about my car just because it's old."

"Bella your car isn't old, it's ancient."

"Alice" I warned her.

She finally got the message and was quiet for the rest of the ride. That was, until we drove by a shop with Alexander McQueen.

"That dress looks amazing. Alice said as she looked at the dress in the window. You think I could ever design something like that?"

"Of course you can Alice. Your drawings are amazing!"

Short after, we arrived at the restaurant. Mike came out of it just as we arrived.

"Hi Bella, Alice" He greeted us. "Running late again are we?" He said with a grin.

"I'm sorry Mike, I got caught up."

"It's okay as long as you've got Alice here to drive you." He said still grinning.

"Thank you for driving me Alice"

"Your welcome. I gotta go before I get late."

"Okay, see you when I come home?"

"If I'm still up." Bye. She hugged me, jumped in to the car and drove off.

I walked in the restaurant. The walls were light brown with several paintings. It was really comfy. The name of it was Bon Temps, which every single customer was funny. Ever since True blood aired, people wondered why we had chosen that name. Mike chose that name several years before True Blood.

"Order up" I heard the cook, Jason, say.

I sighed put on my apron and began to work.

6 hours later I walked home dead tired.

The evening had been pretty full. There had been unusual many customers. Not that Bon Temps was unpopular; in fact it was the other way around but today had been extra tough. There was a rumour in the air, even though I hadn't heard the rumour I could just tell it on the mood that something special was goin around.

Lost in my thoughts I didn't notice where I was walking and the next thing you know it I was on the ground.

"Are you okay" A really deep voice said. I looked up and was met by the greenest eyes I had ever seen.