Chapter 2: Too much

A/N I guess I forgot to say this in the first chapter but I do not own twilight.

Oh my Good Lord above. He has messy bronze hair that you wanna mess up even more, pale clear skin that is strangely attractive, gold - no topaz eyes that you could stare into for hours, and that crooked smile is simply pantydropping. As I'm thinking all of this I realize i'm staring at him with my mouth open and quickly close it blushing hard. He chuckles but doesn't say anything for a minute.

"Pleasure to meet you both." He said not even looking at Charlie. I nodded my head like an idiot unable to form a proper sentence. Charlie cleared his making us both look at him.

"Well now that that's over with, Edward! Why don't you come take a seat so we can begin?" He said eagerly. Edward nodded and followed Charlie to the living room where Edward sat in the recliner and dad and I on the sofa.

"Well first question." Charlie started, "Why do you wanna work for us?" He asked in a slightly dramatically suspicious tone. Oh God. Edward smiled.

"I've seen the kind of horses you have on your website and your clean workplace and saw how you posted saying you needed an extra pair of hands with a few basic things like making and handling orders and cleaning stalls. Also, when I was younger I use to help out at my mother Esme's cousins farm." He said before looking between dad and I. I rolled my eyes. What'd he do? Feed goats and cows? Ride the horses?.

Charlie nodded. "Well Bella, he seems like an okay fit." Already? He asked one question. One fucking question.

"I guess." I said annoyed. Doucheward probably won't last a week. Edward cleared his throat and dad and I looked at him.

"When can I start?" He asked, flashing his crooked smile once again. Ugh.

"Well" Charlie started, stunned. "When are you free?".

"Now." Edward said smiling. Charlie and I looked at each other. He was obviously happy to have someone so eager to help us. And I'm not gonna ruin his happiness. Fuckward dismissed himself and went out to get his stuff from his car. I hope he has something in there besides dress shirts and skinny jeans. A moment later he came back with a decent sized suitcase and duffle bag. What the hell? How long was he staying? I looked at my dad with wide eyes. Was this permanent? Like I said, a week. I give him a week.

"Bella why don't you show him where he'll be staying?" Charlie asked with a smile. I groaned internally, but bit my lip from saying anything.

I nodded and signaled for fuckward to follow me. We walked about a mile from the house to a small trailer.

"Well, home sweet home." I said giving him the rusted key that was once a shiny gold color but now a rough textured penny colored key.. He took it and smiled at me. I forced myself to smile back.

"I should probably unpack." I nodded and turned to leave. "Can't wait to work for you and your father." I stopped and turned to look back at him.

"Yeah." I said before turning back around and walking back to the house so change and go to bed seeing it's getting pretty dark.

I walked up the steps to our small old house and opened the door. When I walked in I wasn't shocked to see Charlie sitting in front of the tv with a slice of pizza and a beer.

"Hey Bells, what do you think?". I scoffed and pulled my hair out of my ponytail that was starting to come loose anyways and sat down next to him on our loveseat. "He's fine." I said kicking off my boots. Charlie paused the the game he was watching to look at me.

"You don't sound too excited about him." He said sounding a little upset. I sighed.

"I just don't think he's the right fit you know? He's too...much I guess." I said laughing near the end. He raised an eyebrow at me. "Too much?" He asked in disbelief. "How so?".

"He's rich. He should be a famous surgeon or lawyer or travel around the world. Not work on a farm." I said quietly.

"Well if it's what he wants to do then-" He started before I cut him off. "I know I know but it's just kinda strange." I said louder. "I'm going to bed." I sighed before getting up and grabbing my boots.

"Alright...night Bells." He said clearly not too happy about what I said. I couldn't help it. Rich kids just don't work for people like us. I shook my head as I walked up the stairs and into my room. I threw my boots down by my dresser and opened the second drawer on it and grabbed a pair of light blue cotton short shorts and a white tank top to sleep in. I quickly stripped of my day clothes and put on the tank top and shorts.

I climbed into bed and dozed off after a few .

A/N Sorry that's all. It's not a very good chapter I know I know but I just can't seem to focus recently. By the way, I may change up the storyline a little bit later to make the plot a bit more "juicy" haha. If you have any suggestions please tell me them in the comments love ya 3