This is my FIRST Fanfic, BE KIND!
I hope to post at least once a week.
Rated M for language and sexual content that is sure to come...;)
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, just the plot line!


Shit.

Shit shit fucking shit.
I was already 10 minutes late for work and now I was stuck in traffic.

Alice is going to beat my ass...

My quirky and highly annoying boss was my Bestfriend.
We'd known each other since our first day of high school back in Forks. She told me my shoes were ugly, I told her that her hair was ugly, and we've been best friends ever since...
She hired me as shop manager when she first opened up her small clothes store in Seattle. But, being the design god that she is, her ''little'' store took off and now she's one of the most sought after designers on our side of the country, and I'm stuck being her lap-dog,

ahem! It's PERSONAL ASSISTANT!...my Pride likes to kid herself...

I cursed under my breathe as I moved approximately one foot forward before being stuck again.

I flipped down my vanity mirror, and looked at my reflection. I groaned.
In my rush this morning I had badly neglected my appearance, I was surprised I even managed to put on matching shoes.

My hair was a brown birds nest on top of my head, my normally bright eyes were dull with dark rings around them and my lips were chapped.
'Fucking great'' I mumbled, rooting around in my purse looking for my emergency make-up bag.

I quickly swept a layer of concellar under my eyes, added a light coat of mascara and covered my lips in as much chap as I could before I started to look a little clown-y.
I decided my hair was a lost cause and just brushed the worse of the tangles out.
Normally I took pride in my appearance, but today, it was not high on my list of priorities.

The reason I looked like micro-waved shit this morning is because last night I had spent 4 hours having sweaty, animal sex with the guy in number 24b.
Yup, that's right, I'd bumped uglies with the newbie in my apartment building.

Hey, don't judge, dude was hot.

He'd knocked on my door at around 9 asking me if I had a broom, I told him to fuck off, he laughed, I invited him in, we had a glass of wine each, and then eventually I asked,

''Wonna make-out?''
and the rest is history, although I will have to buy some new sheets, guy liked it rough...

My mind drifted back to last night as I waited for traffic to move, what was the guys name again?...

I don't know but he had fuckhawt abs...my sub-conscious was not helpful...
hmm...oh, Paul! That was it, I remember because I accidentally called him Pete when I came...awkward.

I giggled to myself and jumped when my phone started ringing with Alice's ringtone,

''Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada

Basic bitches wear that shit so I don't even bother...''

I'm a little ghetto ok!

''Hey Ali'' I mumbled into the receiver, prepared for the rath of the pixie,

''Bella Swan your cute ass is 20 minutes late! You better have a good excuse or a Starbucks, or you're in trouble missy!'' I hated when she got all boss on me.

''Alright super-bitch calm your a cup tits! I was running a little late this morning and now I'm stuck in traffic!'' she may be my boss, but she's also my best friend, so I could curse as much as I fucking wanted when I was talking to her bitchy-ass.

''What ever, but be here asap, I was a surprise for you!'' I could almost hear the smirk on her face,

''What surprise?'' I grumbled, rubbing my temple. A three minute phone call and already she was pissing me off.

''Well... he's 6.3'', well built and has messy gold-ish sex hair, you'll thank me later!''

''What? ALICE?'' The bitch had already hung up on me.

Cocky little hoe-bag better of been joking, I do NOT do surprises...
no pun intended...


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I've got a really good feeling about this story and these characters,
thank you again for reading!
-MidnightE
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