Here's chapter three. Thanks to DarkAngel0345 for Chapter 2's title.

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Alice's POV

"Come on, Alice! Pick up the pace; we're already 25 minutes late!" I glanced at the clock, 3:26. Bella must be going insane if she was asking me to go faster.

"Aren't you the one who always says I drive too fast? Do you want me to get a speeding ticket?" I teased her while I pressed down on the gas harder.

When I had seen my car, the yellow Porsche I knew I had to have it. I didn't have enough money to buy it though, so I asked Bella to cop up half and we would share it. I was really starting to regret that and I could tell she was too. I could have just gotten a loan.

"I just don't want to be any later than we already are. I wouldn't be surprised if Mr. Cullen cancelled our appointment."

" I would, he is doing this as a favor for Carlisle . Plus, Carlisle is paying for it so he must know it'll be a lot of money for him." Bella groaned at this. I still didn't understand her reluctance to accept gifts, Carlisle was doing her a huge favor, she was in college, she couldn't afford a big lawyers bill.

"I wish he'd let me pay for it. I feel so bad taking his money when I barely know him." I rolled my eyes, she'd feel bad if it were her own mother paying for it, what does it matter that she doesn't know Carlisle that well?

"Bella, stop that. Carlisle had billions of dollars; this bill will be like you buying a candy bar to him." Bella sighed and was about to complain more, again when we heard police sirens.

"Oh, crap! We cannot seriously be being pulled over now. Do they have a secret radar so that they know exactly when you're in a hurt?"

"This is your fault you know. You have horrible luck."

"Says the girl who cursed us, 'Do you want me to get a speeding ticket?'" She imitated my voice, terribly I might add, "This is so your fault." Bella gave me the evil eye; she hated it when I made fun of her dangerous luck, or really, lack of luck.

I pulled over to the side of the road, tuning out Bella's frustrated cries.

Tap, tap.

I rolled down my window and looked out at the young cop. He had wavy brown hair that stuck out in all directions under his hat. "Ma'am did you know you were going 125 mph back there?"

"125??" Bella whimpered from beside me.

"Yes, I'm sorry sir," I bated my eyelashes and pouted like a little girl, putting my hand on top of his which was lying on the window sill, I know how to dazzle people. "You see, my friend here is late for her appointment with her lawyer and it's kind of my fault. I was just trying to help her out."

The officer blinked; once, twice, three times, he took off his hat and ran a hand through his hair.

"Well, I suppose I could let this one slide, as long as you promise not to do it again." He looked sheepishly down at Alice. "If you ever have any trouble, day or night, call me." He handed me a piece of paper: Tyler- 555-5555.

"Sure I will, Tyler. Now I'm sorry to have to rush away like this, but we really are in a hurry." With that I pulled my hand back and pressed on the gas. Moving back into the lane and hurrying away. I could still see, Tyler, standing there waving at me like an idiot. I should have run over his foot.

Bella cracked up. "Did he seriously give you his number?" She asked between gasps.

I glared at her, "yes, and if you tell anyone I will make your life a living hell."

"Who would I tell?" A small smile played on her lips. "You know I bet Emmett would love that story, are you sure you don't want me to tell anybody?"

I growled in response. "We're here."

Bella looked out her window, looking a little shocked, "oh. Well you go along; I need to use the bathroom. I haven't laughed that hard in ages and I drank a lot of water this afternoon."

"Yeah, okay. I'll tell them you're coming." I pranced out of the car and walked in the office.

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Bella's POV

Once I had finished in the bathroom, I walked over to the elevator. What floor did Carlisle say Mr. Cullen was on? I stepped in still trying to remember the floor. On the wall of the elevator was a poster with the names of all the lawyers and there floor numbers.

I looked and quickly found Cullen. He's on the top floor! This must be costing Carlisle a fortune. I'll have to talk to him about this again. I should at least pay for half.

I pressed the number and waited for the elevator door to open. I hope he isn't too mad about me being this late. Stupid Alice.

The elevator dinged and I walked out. Surprisingly, there was no one behind the desk and Alice wasn't anywhere to be seen. Maybe there is another Cullen and I'm on the wrong floor.

"Here you are Ms. Swan. I hope you enjoy it." Uh, what? I walked towards the voice and founds a woman there next to Alice she had something in her hand, but I couldn't see it.

"Um, I'm Ms. Swan, what am I supposed to be enjoying?" I almost started laughing when the lady wheeled around looking as if she'd seen a ghost. I gave her a small smile to try to calm her down a little, I felt bad for scaring her. She deflated a little when she saw me.

"Then who is this?" She asked turning to face Alice.

"That's my friend Alice," I bit my lip, was it okay for me to bring her, I really needed the moral support, but maybe Mr. Cullen was expecting to meet me alone. "She gave me a ride. We share a car and she needed to go to some sale at Macy's." I looked at Alice, a little exasperated. If only she wasn't so obsessed with clothes, then again she wouldn't be Alice if she wasn't.

I looked up and saw a man standing there. He was absolutely perfect. He had these green eyes that made it seem like he was seeing right through me. My eyes traveled down his body without my permission. He was wearing a black suit; it shouted sophistication, not to mention the shirt showed off his toned arms. I wonder what it would be like to be in those arms. I felt myself blush. Stop it, this is your lawyer not some man you met at a bar. He's too good for me anyway. As I thought it I felt devastated. He's too good for you. He is absolutely beautiful and he is a lawyer! I'd be completely plain next to him. I'm a college student with average looks. There is no way he'd be interested in me.

"Hello Isabella, I'm Edward." Edward, what a perfect name, I could already tell this guy was a perfect gentleman. And probably married or dating, so stop thinking about him as anything other than your lawyer.

"Actually, it's just Bella, please," I added trying to sound as polite as he had, "and it's nice to meet you too." I went to sit next to Alice, when I noticed the plate of cheese, "Alice! You did not make them get you food did you? I asked if you wanted anything from the vending machine downstairs."

"I can't eat that stuff. Do you know how much calories is in a bag of chips? Plus, I had a craving." I rolled my eyes; Alice always had "cravings". Rose and I never let her go grocery shopping because she always comes back with all the "impulse buys" and nothing from the list.

"It was no trouble at all Ms. Swan, really. I'll let you guys get on with the meeting." Oh, right the meeting. I had completely forgotten that I was here for the trial. Is that weird?

"Yes, let's get started, shall we?" Emily left so it was just me, Edward and Alice left in the room. Thank God Alice is here or I might've jumped Edward in the middle of the meeting. Ugh, stop it, stop it, stop it. Get your head out of the gutter Bella.

"Of course, I am sorry for being late. Alice can get kind of carried away at a sale." That's the understatement of the century.

"So I've heard. It's not a problem; you were my last appointment of the day." Edward smiled at Alice. God, his smile is beautiful. I'll be surprised if I can put a sentence together when he does that. "Now, what can I do for you? Carlisle just told me you needed a lawyer. He will be covering the expenses, I believe. Is that right?" Ugh, he probably thought I was a spoiled brat, mooching off of Carlisle.

"Yes, that's right." I reached down for a piece of cheese without really thinking about it. I should pay for this. I'll just have to tell Carlisle that I won't accept his money.

"So what can you tell me about your case?"

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I always thought of Tyler as a police officer for some reason, so I added that to this. Can't you just imagine him hitting on girls he pulls over?