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Phyl: Don't you get tired of talking.

Me: I swear you're gonna end up on the highway one day

Phyl: *hmphs* why can't you get on with the fic.

Me: Well you won't stop talking, you see me complaining.

Phyl: *walks to stage in full auditorium*

Me: *briefly wonders, where that came from.*

Phyl: SHE DOESN'T OWN TWILIGHT!

Crowd: *Gasps*

Me: *stalks off* Oh, please as if you didn't already know.

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I had been here for less than an hour before calls came streaming in. Some were manageable. I tried my best from what I'd learnt in college to apply to this now. Others were hard and I found myself quite a few times, putting them on hold and running out the office to find someone with a little more expertise in this subject area. I got two calls from Emmett and I let off my steam quietly on him. He calmed me a little and told me that first days, weren't always as smooth as mine and too be grateful.

He said he'd call me later, and to be a good little wolf. I hung up on him.

I even got two calls from Peter's Pizza Palace, The first one, someone checking upon on an order of Buffalo wings and, a pepperoni pizza with olives. The second, them calling back to ask if I was sure I wasn't the person who ordered.

I got a call from a distressed little girl, crying that she wanted her friend from 'Texus'; I assumed she meant Texas. Luckily her mother saved me after two stressing minutes, apologizing for wasting my time.

But by the one-thirty lunch break-which, rather than simply marching across the room, Jessica, so eloquently shouted, causing heads to turn, and me wish I was a turtle right at that moment-The calls had calmed, and them be answered by the forwarding machine.

I was just deciding on what to do for lunch, when someone came in and made the choice for me.

I had been sipping some water about to go to Jessica, when a shrill, excited voice had me almost, spiting my water all over the papers on my desk. She was a really small thing, but boy, she could talk.

"Hi, I'm Alice." She bounced over. Her brown hair bouncing in her pixy cut. "You're Jacob, right?"

"Yeah."

"Alice Cullen, utmost pleasure to meet you." She sat on my desk. "How your first day been?"

I had just opened my mouth to speak, when she said.

"I hope it's been good, because some of these people, yeesh!" she displayed this with a swipe of her hand. "But there are some good people, have you met good people Jake. I can call you Jake right? Of course I can. You're just nice that way. Anyways, have you met Edward? Of course you have silly, he'd be the one to give you the job. Have you met Jasper? Oh well you can meet him anytime, anyways they have a killer diner, in the ground floor, you would love it every one does."

I opened my mouth to tell her about Jessica. She saw me and said.

"Oh are you vegetarian? Well I don't exactly fancy rabbit food, but, they do have tofu sandwiches… I think. You'd enjoy it still, just drink some coffee, chill and get out of the work atmosphere. I beautiful down there, they grow their own plants…and stuff, anyways you coming?" she paused at this, so she expected an answer.

I just nodded and said "Sure."

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This was why I was seated wonderfully airy diner, eating a very delicious, chicken parmesan sandwich, which she watched with curiosity. The diner was big, and open, and sunny, and green. And when I say green, I mean even the windows were tinted a really light green color. Green enough to see that it was supposed to be green, but yet not green enough to affect the sunlight streaming through to any way.

The tables were glass tinted a darker green than the windows, showing you the smooth glassy, green marble floors. The place was flashy, yet comfortable, making it have a fresh, semi-formal feel.

I was glad Alice brought me here, I could see myself here, in my free time a lot, whether or not I was at work.

"So you enjoying that?" she questioned smiling, sipping the herbal tea she had ordered.

I nodded.

We were seated at a window seat for four; she had claimed that she enjoyed tea more when the outside world was closer. For instance, she said on the weekends, she sipped tea in her garden mostly. The calmness of the flowers and breeze, and just being there was welcoming. She talked that her garden was lovely, and she took great care of it. She and Edward had done it all, as a 'spend more time together project.' They had done the landscaping and everything. From weeding, to plowing, to planting. It had been their little thing.

When she said this, it occurred to me, that she was Alice Cullen and she was related to Edward Cullen, and if Edward was his boss, and Jasper, who wasn't really apart of the family had been chief advisor, then surely Alice,his boss' Edward's sister, and the founder's daughter, must surely have some regal place in this whole ordeal.

I became wary. What if Alice was sent to spy? To see if I could handle this job, I suddenly sat up straighter, seemingly surprising her.

Her eyebrows, furrowed for a moment, probably contemplating if I was sane. Then her grey-eyed gaze relaxed and dropped.

"Oh…" she said.

She sounded so disappointed. Which already seemed unusual for her, I couldn't help but ask what was wrong.

"It's just that," she started her gaze held on the table, "You got the look, I've mastered how to realize it now, and every time it, fails to get me sad."

"The look?" I questioned.

"Well, it's not really a look, more a posture of realization. You seemed so comfortable a minute ago, then you just changed." she shrugged.

I didn't say anything. How could she come to such a realization?

"I'm a genuinely friendly person Jake, I like to new meet people, it's just my thing, and when people who work for my brother, realize that he's my brother. I tend not to see them again."

"I'm sorry Alice. But you can't really blame people, how would you feel?"

"I guess that is pretty scary, like one wrong turn, and you're suddenly being fired on your ass by daddy's little girl."

I chuckled.

She smiled a genuine smile, which seemed to leave me smiling back.

"So you won't go running?" she asked almost sadly.

I knew I probably shouldn't have, but my mouth opened and my mouth formed the word 'yes'.

"So, Jake..." She visibly brightened and traced her finger over the table in an unknown pattern. She seemed to lean forward and I waited. "Do you shop?"

I wanted to contemplate my answer, if she meant If I liked shopping then 'hell no'. But if she wanted to know if I shop then that would be a cautious yes.

Rosalie had beat and battered, me about my clothes, and lack of style and appearance for weeks on end until I had given in and told her yes.

She had bought me a few suits, which was how I had work clothes now, and some casual outfits. That was probably one of the reasons I was in debt now. If I had known, that taxes and bills and everything else in this rotten world could have come crashing down so sudden, then hell yes I would have gone without new clothes for more months. What if I had kept that money, I may have been so much better off now.

But that was the thing about life, it was always full of 'what ifs' and 'if I had knows'. So I looked at Alice and said:

"I shop, but I don't do it on impulse, if someone doesn't make me do it, then I probably would have my clothes from five years ago still in my closet.

She laughed and was about to say something else, when a low alto from behind me interrupted.

"Don't you get tired of interrogating the new people Alice?"

She looked up, surprise on her face then chuckled. "Only you Em."

Before I could look around, a solid figure slid in to the chair left of me.

"Embry Call." he said matter-of-factly and withheld his hand.

"Jacob Black." Alice told him, "but he prefers Jake."

I never said that, but I had no problem with it, so I took Embry's hand and shook it.

"Oh I know," he said, "quiet a lot of gossip has gotten around about you, the ladies have taken to you, really well. I'm gonna have to start hanging out with you man. I see Alice here has gotten to you first though. No surprise, there of course."

Alice swatted him playfully, grinning.

He simply laughed it off.

Alice explained that Quil was one of the few, who remained her friend, boss' kid or not.

The waitress passed by, and he called her over, then right in front of our eyes proceeded to flirt with her horribly.

"Hey babe, can you be on my menu?" he said biting his lip, and flicking it out at her in what I assumed he thought was a sexy jibe.

The girl, a blonde, whose name tag said Heidi, blinked, blinked again, then turned and walked away.

Embry sighed, "Hey I tried."

A moment later, a brunette who went by Angela, came over.

"Hey, sorry about that." She said looking over her shoulder. "May I take your order now?"

"A Cranberry-Lemon spritzer just one block of ice, oh and a Lemon one also, finely crushed ice." He said coolly

When the waitress walked away, Alice inquired:

"Who's the extra one for?"

"Quil," he said simply looking around, "said he'd be here soon after I came."

"Who's Quil?" I questioned.

"Best friend," Alice explained, "Their tied together at the waist to me. It's sweet though."

"There he is," Embry jumped. "Yo, Quil-man!"

A Native American boy, similar to Quil, the same dark hair olive skin, and cool composure, waved to us and made his way over.

"Hey." He said to us all, and then turned to me. "Quil Atera." He flashed me a huge, megawatt 'light up the room' grin, then held out his hand.

"Jacob Black, but Alice christened me Jake to all, so…" I trailed off thinking he'd get the point, he did and grinned wider, and I gripped his hand, and gave him my best smile.

"Hey man, I got you a lemon spritzer, k?" Embry told him.

Quil grinned and said, "Yeah man, you know me, gotta have my daily spritzer. Cran-lemon for you I bet."

"You know it." He said

"I had a spritzer yesterday." Alice said shrugging. "Wouldn't mind one now though." She suddenly looked at me, "Jake…" she said. "Have you ever had a spritzer before?"

I barely had time to nod before, she said to Embry.

"Order two more."

Embry signaled another waiter.

He said. "Would you so kindly, tell our wonderful server Angela, to double that order of two wine spritzer, finely crushed ice?" he glanced at Alice briefly.

"Same?" he asked.

She nodded simply.

"Pomegranate, half the ice and…" he looked towards me, and pursed his lips, "and a White-Cranberry for our friend here. Thank you." he leaned back.

"Way to go Mr. Smooth." Quil rolled his eyes, to me he said, "He does this all the time, act like he's Mr. Cool around new people, thinking he can impress them. Pssh!"

Embry glared at him, then took up a part, of the bread of my basically finished sand which and threw at him.

Quil shrieked, causing half the patrons of the restaurant to turn and look at him. He looked disgusted at Embry and peeled off the bread which had lodged on his shirt, then plopped it on my plate. That left a layer of mayonnaise sticking to his suit.

Quil looked at it, "Yuck…"he drew out the word, "Why you gotta be so immature and nasty."

Alice and I doubled over with laughter, howling and ignoring Quil's half-hearted glares. Only when a guy at a next table began to grumble, did we stop, drying our eyes, still chuckling.

"Your wine spritzer's gentlemen, madam." The Angela girl came back, bearing four very refreshing and, tasty looking drinks.

She set, a pinkish, looking drink, garnished with crushed ice and a crescent shaped lemon slice nestled in the corner, in front of Alice. She bounced excitedly, seemingly liked a child with a new toy.

In front of Embry, she placed an almost orange looking drink, which seemed to have lime slices underneath a translucent, slightly melting, block of ice.

For Quil, there was a fizzy looking drink, almost clear with a slight yellow color, crushed ice, and a circular lemon slice cut to fit smoothly on the glass.

I speculated my drink, but there wasn't really much to look at. I had to say mine was the most normal of the four.

It was completely clear; you could see right through the glass, it looked like water with crushed ice in a fancy cup. I leant down to level with it. I deemed it non-poisonous, shrugged, reached for the glass and took a sip.

I hadn't swallowed yet when I put down the glass. Then I realized everyone was watching me, waiting seemingly for my reaction. I swallowed.

It wasn't half bad, I couldn't really judge from just one taste, but I looked up at them, and said.

"It's good."

They all looked incredulously at me.

"Good, good!" Alice exclaimed, "Just good, Spritzer is the shits!" She took a sip of her own drink and muttered something about, 'non-spritzer lovers'.

"Calm down Alice, he probably isn't a spritzer person." Quil, put in a word for me."

"Thank you Quil." I said.

Alice just pursed her lips around her straw.

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Ten minutes later, we stumbled into an elevator, them slightly tipsy.

Quil and Embry stopping at the 15th floor, leaving me and a giggling Alice.

"So…Alice," I tried.

"Hmm," she commented giggling slightly.

"Where do you work exactly?"

She sobered up immediately. "It's kinda hard to explain."

"Try me." I said boldly.

"Well…"I don't really work, kinda…really…." She stopped and furrowed her eyebrows.

I just waited until she sorted through her thoughts.

"It's complicated Jake, just leave it be." She said somberly.

I don't know why, but it hurt when she said that, I was not normally a very open emotional person, but I didn't like being left in the dark either.

"So…"she perked up, "Whatcha doin' later?" she started bouncing on her toes.

"I don't know…go home…sleep." I scratched my hair. "That's pretty much it."

"Gosh Jake, you're so boring. Let me take you out for a night on the town later." She grinned.

"I don't know Alice…"

"Come on it'll be fun…Oops here's my stop." She went and stood between the doors, for it not to close. "Think about it Jake, at the end of the day I'll come searching for you." She winked, giggled and skipped out of the elevator.

The doors closed, leaving me alone and smiling.

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

*sigh* I know you're sharpening your pitchforks and axes, screaming WE WANT EDWARD! But not yet my lovelies. Edward will be here soon, I really just wanted this chapter to be about Jakes first day, and adjusting to this different classier life-style. Besides I needed this chapter to be over, so I could post something on fan fiction.

BTW spritzer's are the bomb, seriously, Jake doesn't see this PSSH! Idiot.

Jake: did you just call me an idiot.

Me: *sarcastically* wow Jake, your sooooo perceptive. That took you five minutes to realize.

Phyl: hahahaha *snort*

Me and Jake: back away slowly.

Me: did you just snort.

Phyl: oh shadup.