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One year earlier…

"Bella, get your ass out of that bed and turn off the damn alarm clock before I throw it out a window!"Ahh, my lovely roommate.

"I'm up, Alice. Sheesh," I mumbled as I rolled out of bed. This is not going to be my day, I can already tell.

I moved to New York with Alice, my best friend, a couple months ago. So far, I haven't been able to find a job and it is really stressing me out. Alice has been nice about it, and can definitely afford it with what she makes on her high end fashion line. But I know that before long, she won't be so happy about me living off of her paycheck.

I was a personal assistant to the owner of a large corporation back in Los Angeles. I am extremely organized and know how to plan down to the last detail. Work like that isn't always easy to find though, so I am currently applying anywhere and everywhere.

I walked out to the kitchen and grabbed a mug of coffee. Alice came bouncing around the corner with the mail in her hands.

"Oh, Bella. Look what came in the mail this morning," Alice sang as she waved a letter around.

I took it from her and read Cullen Enterprise on the front. "Oh my gosh! Do you think I have an interview?" I squealed in excited.

Cullen Enterprise is one of the largest businesses in New York, and I just happen to know that the head of the company just lost his personal assistant. It would be a dream to work for a company of that size and recognition.

"Well open it and see!" Alice laughed.

I opened the envelope and slowly read the letter inside, "I have an interview today! I need to go figure out what I'm going to wear."

Alice followed me into my room and ordered me to sit as she sorted through my clothes. According to Alice, I have very little fashion sense, so she feels the need to dress me whenever I have a special occasion.

Alice has been my best friend since we started school and were put in the same class. I was shy while she was very outgoing, much like we still are today. She decided that we were friends from day one, and I couldn't really argue with her about it. Ever since then, it has just been Alice and me. Sure, we have had boyfriends that took a good bit of time from us doing things together, but she will always be the one that I go to. In the 25 years that both of us have been alive, we have been inseparable for 20 of them.

"Bella, snap out of it," Alice said as she waved her hand in front of my face, "I've picked out what you're going to wear."

I looked over at what Alice had picked out, and I definitely liked the outfit. Alice had found a black pencil skirt that stopped right above my knee and had a 1 inch slit in the back with a red shirt that I could tuck in. She also found a pair of red heels to wear with it, one of the few pairs of heels that I own. Sometimes living with a fashion designer really pays off.

XxXxX

After I got ready and ate some breakfast, I left for the interview. I was so nervous, but I know that I'm more than qualified for the position. My old boss, Billy, was more than willing to give me great recommendations, and I know that he was always pleased with the work that I did. I hated having to leave the company, but they became involved in a scandal. The company lost a lot of customers and cuts had to be made. I was one of the people that had to go, but Billy made sure to tell me that he will get me a job anywhere that I want to go.

As I approached the building, I slowed down and stopped just outside of the doors. This is the dream job for me. The owner, Carlisle Cullen, is supposed to be the best man to work for if you are a personal assistant. I have heard some amazing things about him, and he treats his employees with respect. That is hard to find these days when you are a personal assistant. I am too overqualified to simply be told to get someone a cup of coffee or copy documents. Carlisle is known for letting his assistants do what they are hired for, planning events and organizing major aspects of the company.

With my head held high, I walked into the front doors of Cullen Enterprise. After explaining to the woman at the front desk that I was here for an interview, she led me through the large building to the office of Mr. Cullen. I sat outside of his office with my hands shaking. I was so nervous, but I kept telling myself that I can get this job.

I looked up to see Mr. Cullen's secretary glaring at me from her desk. She scoffed and looked back at her computer before I could say anything. Seriously? I'm not here from some secretarial job. Her phone rang a moment later, and as she hung she glared at me some more.

"Mr. Cullen will see you now. But I wouldn't get my hopes up doll. You aren't his type," she spat at me while looking me up and down.

I simply rolled my eyes as I walked toward Mr. Cullen's office. Who the hell does this woman think she is? I'm here for a job, not to be some slut.

I walked into the office, but noticed that nobody was inside. I know this is his office. I went over and sat down in one of the chairs while I waited on his return.

"Sorry about the wait. Let's get started, shall we Ms. Swan?"

I turned around to find not Carlisle Cullen, but his son Edward Cullen. He is known for his looks, but I never knew that a man could look this good. He was dressed in a nice grey suit with just the smallest hint of stubble on his face. His eyes are bright green and completely mesmerizing.

"Ms. Swan, I don't have all day," Edward said as he sat down, "Tell me why you are right for the job as my personal assistant."

"Umm I'm sorry, but I thought that the ad said it was the owner's personal assistant. Isn't that your father?" I asked, confused.

Edward laughed as he sorted through the papers I had brought with me, "You must have missed the announcement a couple weeks ago. My father just stepped down and left the company for me to run. Now if there isn't a problem, let's get started."

XxXxX

When I got home, Alice was laid across the couch reading one of her many fashion magazines. The second she noticed I was home, she jumped off the couch and bounced over to greet me.

"So how was it?" Alice asked.

"Well I think that it went really good. It wasn't for Carlisle's personal assistant though. I didn't realize that he had stepped down. It was a position for his son, Edward," I explained as Alice followed me into the kitchen.

"Oh my gosh, Bella. He is a hunk! I would be his personal assistant anytime," Alice said as she giggled.

"Ew, Alice no. He might be cute, but everyone knows that he is a huge man-whore. I just don't know if I'll take the job if it is offered to me."

Alice sat down on the counter gaping at me, "Bella, you can't give up the dream job just because Edward sleeps with every girl he passes. It can't really be that bad. And just think about the prestige that you will have just from having a job with Cullen Enterprise."

I sighed because I knew that Alice was right. I just don't know that I want my name to be associated with Edward's. However, he is the head of the company. I guess that it really can't be that awful.

"You're right, Alice. If it does get offered to me, I'll take it. I mean how bad can Edward really be?"

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