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"Name?"

"Isabella Marie Swan"

"Age?"

"Eighteen"

"Level of Education?"

"High School."

"Would you please fill out the following information?" She handed me a short application and I started to scribble the my info down as fast as I could. I seemed to be nervous. When I finished I handed it back to her and she continued to interview me.

She was a thirty-year-old woman with blond hair tucked up into a neat bun. She looked at me with her eyes moving up only as I sat across from her seat. I smiled trying to look decent and acceptable, but it was no use. When I had walked in to the room before the interview, I had tripped and knocked over a woman that was carrying coffee to the woman interviewing me now. The coffee had spilt all over her. Man was she furious. Looks like I just made an enemy in this country. Just by my clumsiness she has been giving me a cold attitude throughout the entire interview so far.

"Why are you fit for this job? What characteristics do you possess that makes you believe that you're qualified for it?"

I paused for a second because in truth I had no real talent. I could play a little piano. I could dance well. I've been doing it for the last 12 years since I was six, but I always seem to be clumsy since I was born with such petite feet for my height. I was 5'8 and I only wore an average size 6 to 6.5 and occasionally a size 7. Small? Yes. People used to call me a fairy and sometimes even Cinderella. Well that was the past. I don't want to think about it anymore. I had to think of something before I get kicked out of this room. I'm in NEED of this job. I took a deep breath.

"Well, besides my ability to be a total klutz I don't believe I have any type of amazing talent to be note-worthy of. Oh yes, I also have small feet. Size 6 to be precise. You don't meet a lot of tall girl nowadays with beautifully small feet."

She frowned, and I smiled.

Before she said anything else I desperate said, "I believe that this job is trying to recruit young girls that have No experience what so ever. Girls that can start with a fresh and clean slate? In that case I'm perfect for such a job. I'm a fast learner, also."

She gave me an unsure look and then said, "Well yes. Inexperienced is what we are looking for, but our maids cannot be clumsy. By your appearance by the door, it has already proved that you are not qualified. It would be most embarrassing if the person that you spilt coffee all over was of the royal family instead. I'm sorry, Miss Swan. We cannot risk any chances. We can't accept you."

"But…"

Before I could say anything else she pressed a button on the phone and called for a girl named Jessica, to "guide" me to exit way.

As I was about to get up, I heard the door open behind me, and a girl with a clear high voice said, "Hold on Ms. Johnson. I'll take in charge of her now."


(Alice's POV)

I couldn't stop myself but help the poor girl inside. It was already hilarious to find her spilling coffee over that narcissistic secretary, Jessica. Serves her right. I've seen her picking on the other maids around the palace for quite a while. Something like this should have happened sooner or later.

"…. cannot risk any chances. We can't accept you"

By that I walked in.

"Hold on Ms. Johnson. I'll take in charge of her now."

A girl with amazingly large chocolate brown eyes with a heart shaped face and a pointy chin turned around to look at me. Shock in her eyes. By the look of it, she was mesmerized by me already. Vampires are beautiful to them. Mrs. Johnson's look made me almost laugh. Her face was not of shock but of surprise since it was not often that I'd interrupt an interview to help a girl out. She stood up quickly.

"Your Highness! Oh you! Hurry up and bow before Princess Alice, you little scum!"

The girl quickly got up, frightened that she might have offended a princess.

"There's no need, dear. Now Mrs. Johnson. Would you please allow me to finish interviewing her?"

"But Your Highness…"

"No buts. Just do as I say." I said trying to look demanding.

"Yes, Your Highness."

I smiled as I saw her frown as she walked out the door. All the older woman that work here are just sooo…. pompous. Which makes me like this girl even more. Clumsy but humble. I sat down in the seat and gave the girl a deep look. She was looking at me with even more shock than before. I had to try to comfort her. Really, she's done nothing to deserve such a hard time. What a pretty girl.

"That woman can be such a bitch at times."

Shock. I laughed.

"Yes I know. You'd never expect a princess to cuss, huh? Psh… wait till you meet my husband and my brothers and sisters! Oh they cuss like shit. Haha… I hope that doesn't ruin my image for you!" I laughed again.

"No. Of course not, Your Highness!"

"Oh! Stop that. Seriously, I hear people calling me that 24/7. Seven times a week throughout the entire year. I get really sick of it. Just call me Alice."

"…A..Alice." She gave a slight smile. Cute.

"You are so cute you know that? What's your name, dear?

"Thank you," she said blushing rose. Adorable. "B…Bella. Isabella Swan, Your… "

"Stop" I reached out and put a finger on her lips before she could say another word.

"Alice, remember?"

Her face was once again shocked. Probably because of the cold hands that had touched her.

"Yes, Alice." This time she said it more comfortably.

"All right. So basically I'm in love with you already, if you can't tell yet. When are you ready to work?"

She was silent for a second to let her gather up her thoughts.

"Ah…. Anytime! Right now if you insist!" She sounded so happy it seemed as if she was about to bounce off the chair. I chuckled again.

"We're in for a hell of a time!"

I just can't wait to tell Edward about this girl. He might just love her as much as I do.


(Bella's POV)

Wow. What just happened? I met the most beautiful girl in the world and she just so happened to be a Princess. Not only that but she Loves me and even got me my job! Oh. My. Gosh. I love this place already! Beautiful people. Wonderful Job. That's an impasse. What can possibly get better right now? Maybe meeting a decent boyfriend? Huh. No. I can't ask for more. Well, now I'm being guided by one of the head maids to my room that I'd have to move in to Monday through Friday. Even better. I get to LIVE here. LIVE!!! It's like this place is mine. Huh, I wish. The rest of the morning the head maid gave me instructions throughout the palace and told me the rules and regulations. They didn't seem hard to follow, since most of them were common sense. I mean, you see the King and then you curtsy and say, "Good day, Your Majesty" How hard can that be?

(Afternoon)

I sat in the Maids' Head quarters as I drank down my last sip of raspberry tea. Earl Grey. Not bad. Refreshing actually. The Maid's headquarters where much more comfortable than I had imagined. There were nicely folds of light blue Victorian styled curtains in front of each long white-framed window and the tables and chairs were fit for comfort. English styled. It looked more like a refined living room more than anything else, besides the fact that there was a kitchen and a stove with some counter tops on the right corner of the room.

I looked out the window and saw someone that caught my total attention. It was a beautiful girl with blond wavy hair riding on a horse with who seemed like her husband. Her husband was rather large, but you can tell that he's well built. Handsome. The two of them looked perfect together. It seemed as they were playing polo on the lawn. I've never been fond of the game, but they were both very good at the game. They both were equally skilled. The girl got off the horse and shook her hair. She gave her husband who was also getting off of the horse, a sweet smile. Then she turned towards my direction and saw me staring at her. I quickly turned away and looked back at my cup of tea. In that brief second, I had got a full image of her. Gorgeous in every way. She had beautiful topaz eyes just like Princess Alice. They must be sisters.

"Bella!" A maid called from the door.

"Yes! I'm coming ma'am!" I hurried and washed the cup and returned outside to work.


(Alice POV)

Now where can that Edward be? I've got to tell him about my new friend. I haven't seen him all morning after breakfast. Maybe he's in his room. I went up to his room to check if he was inside. But no sign of him there. I searched everywhere, but it seemed as if he just vanished.

Jasper walked into my room. "Have you seen Edward, honey?"

"No. I'm sorry. Why?"

"Oh it's nothing."

"I can feel what you're feeling right now you know?"

"Don't worry about it. I'll tell you later."

I walked inside my private living room. Then I saw a vision:

I saw him running through the woods as fast as he could. It seemed that he had been running for quite a while for leaves and small wild flowers had been caught in his hair and his hair was really a mess for once.

Then I saw him run back near the Fountain in the Garden sitting on the outer circle. He looked in the reflection of the water. And his eyes had turned green. Green.

Green? A vampire's eyes only turn back to its original color when they're uncontrollably in love with someone. Could it be that he's in love? But with whom? Well answers would slowly unfold by themselves. At least I know where to find him now. I quickly went to where he was.

"Edward?"

He looked up to me away from the water.

"Oh Alice. It's you. Sorry. I was distracted. Didn't even know you were right there."

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"Didn't you see already?"

"Well I saw you here. And you eyes were green. But I don't know Everything."

He looked unsure of himself, he hesitated and finally said, "Alice… I almost killed someone today."

"What?!"

"Well basically I met my type of heroin. She smelt so good. I can't even get her scent out of my head right now. It was in the front gate. It seemed as if she was walking towards the citizen's entryway. I don't know. But I resisted. And I ran away."

There was something that he seemed like he didn't want to tell me. His explanation still didn't explain why his eyes turned green, but it didn't look like it was a time to ask him more questions. He's already occupied with his own thoughts. So preoccupied that he couldn't even hear MY thoughts.

"Well, Edward. I am your sister. Even though not by birth, but if you have anything you need to tell anyone. I'm always here, okay?

"Yeah…sure. Thanks Alice" He looked away. Far away.

Such a mysterious brother. I've known him for almost 45 years and I still don't know what's going on in that brain of his. I started to walk away, but I turned back around because I remembered to remind him of one more thing.

"Night watch tonight. It's your turn."

"Thanks Alice"


(Edward's POV)

It took me the entire afternoon just get my mind straight and get over that haunting smell of the girl. I've lived in this country for many years, but never have I sensed someone with such extraordinary blood. She must be a foreigner. Well, in that case, she'll be out of this country in a week or so. Thank goodness. Although it is a pity. If she didn't smell so appetizing perhaps I would have talked to her and get to "know" her better. (A/N: As in getting to read her thoughts. Not sleeping with her, you perverts!) Anyhow, she's gone. Apart of me felt glad and relieve. But then apart of me felt empty and like there was a hole in me. A hole that's been there for a long time, but yet I've never had the chance to notice it, since I've been accustomed to it. Seeing that pretty girl made me realize that there was in fact something of discontent in me. In fact, it seems like this whole non-life was pointless. Why am I even living?

I got frustrated at my senseless feelings and I decided to go and play on the piano for a while. These feelings that gathered for that mysterious girl turned into a forlorn music for my ears as my fingers flew across the piano. I lost my thoughts once again, as I became memorized by the song of the girl.


(Bella's POV)

I was done with my work finally and since the curfew of the palace for the maids was 11:00 pm., I decided to take a walk in the city. I've been here for a little over day, but the only time I actually got to explore the city and actually appreciate this place was after my little afternoon nap when I just arrived in my apartment. The night was beautiful. It seemed really starry here. Awkward, because during the day, it always seemed kind of cloudy and shady. But at night, the sky is clear.

I went inside of a bar and decided to get a little drink to celebrate my lucky day and success in getting a very "royal" job. A million girls would die for that job. I'm just lucky to get mine. "Vamp Bar" Well that's a weird name. But heck, why not? So I went in and got a drink.

"What drink would you like miss?" the bartender asked.

"What's good?"

"Sex on the Beach is our specialty here. If you want something more simple, our cocktails are pretty popular."

"Sex on the beach then."

"Sex on the Beach, coming up!"

I turned away from the bar and looked at the rest of the people in the bar. People were enjoying themselves and people were drunk, some people were crying over some life-devastating situation. Probably heartbroken or something. Good thing I've never experienced that kind of trauma before. Psh… no boyfriend. No Heart Ache.

"Here you go miss!"

"Thanks"

I enjoyed the drink slowly and closed my eyes as I listened to the jukebox play my favorite classical song. Clair de Lune. Love it. Then a guy just sat up next to me and I reopened my eyes.

"Sex on beach? Good choice, my lady." Said the man with medium length black hair. He was kind of tall and well-built, but not as bulky as the man I saw in the garden this afternoon.

"Oh thanks" I said politely smiling a little.

"Jacob Black"

"Isabella Swan. Just Bella"

"Pretty name. Fits your gorgeous face."

I blushed, "Gee thanks"

He was a nice guy and so I decided to talk with him a little since I still have half an hour left until I have to start heading back to the palace for the night. We learnt quite a lot about each other. What we liked to drink. Our pastime. Mainly about me. It seemed he didn't want to talk about himself too much. So I didn't hesitate to ask him more, but I was careful not to tell him too much about myself, since he was after all, a stranger. After twenty minutes of talking, he had to leave. I said my casual goodbye and we promised each other that we'd meet here again next Tuesday. It was a Tuesday today. I finished my drink and walked out the door.

I walked down an alley way and I felt some strange presence behind me. I quickly turned around and looked to see if there was someone following me. No one. I must have drank too much. But I knew I wasn't even near drunk since I only had one drink. I continued walking again. Footsteps. I turned away by instinct this time my heart skipping a beat. A man grabbed me by the wrists and pushed me to the wall and started to kiss my lips. I resisted to the best of my abilities but nothing seemed to work. I tried to yell help, but the man covered up my mouth and only whimper came out. I was scared. I couldn't do anything more. I started to cry, as he pushed me down on the ground and started to strip and tear off my clothes. I felt so exposed. "Stop!" I said. "Please stop!" He only laughed and started to kiss down my neck on to my bra. He licked my breast and moved his hand under to take off my bra. He stuck his hand under my skirt and rubbed against my cunt. "No! Please NO!" I said. "Shut up! Whore!" He snickered again. My day had turned from a pleasant one to another misfortunate day.

Just when all seemed to be at lost, I heard a loud growl behind the rapist and he grabbed the man and pulled him back, throwing him against the break wall. The man struck against the wall with a loud crash. He passed out. I crouched up into a ball trembling, afraid of what was up next. Could it be another man wanting my flesh? Who was it? I didn't know. I couldn't think. Before I knew it, I was unconscious.


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