BELLA P.O.V.

I was awoken by the constant buzzing of my dreaded alarm clock at 7:00 AM to which I must say was just straight out painful. It quite definitely made my hangover headache oh so much more dreadful. Lucky for me there was Aspirin right beside the alarm clock, I grabbed two and popped them into my mouth and washed them down with water. Not wanting to be late to my new job I forced my body out of bed and over to the shower. I washed my hair and body with my usual strawberry fragranced shampoo and body wash.

I hopped out, dried and shrugged on a dressing gown before dragging my feet back into my room to look for an outfit. Didn't take long, as you would imagine for someone who was Alice's best friend, yes that's right my outfit had already been chosen and now hang on the door. I slip on my black panties along with the matching bra then I pulled on the midnight blue silk blouse and buttoned it up in the front before slipping on the black pencil-skirt. I turned to the mirror and tucked the blouse into the skirt exactly as shown in the picture Alice had attached to the coat hanger. I was shocked to see how sexy yet professional I looked, I swear Alice had super-powers when it came to fashion. I slipped on the black flats Alice had left in a box on the floor, she knew me far too well. I brushed my hair and swirled it up into a bun and held it there with chopsticks. I put on some deodorant, mascara, lip-gloss and a tad bit of dark blue eye shadow.

I grabbed my bag and threw in my wallet, phone, keys, lip-gloss, nameplate and a bottle of water then collected a box from beneath my bed and put in a few books, photos, magnets and a couple other things in it. I carried the box out to my truck and placed it on the passenger side before slugging back inside and searched for something to eat, I was starving. Literally starving, my stomach was growling so much I swear I could have a full conversation will it right now. Not that I would or anything, gosh. I found some spaghetti from a few nights ago and made a spaghetti sandwich, which I carefully but quickly scuffed down beside running to the bathroom and brushing my teeth.

The grabbed my bag and headed out the door locking it on the way out and jumped into my truck. I had a bit to carry today and I also needed to go pick up a few supplies but still not be late for my first day of work so really I could not possibly use public transport today. No, I was not just making excuses to avoid getting on any red double-decker bus, that's ridiculous. I'll probably catch a bus tomorrow, or maybe the next day, how about next week…

I pulled out of the drive and headed for the mall.

I was in the mall for 10 minutes max, only grabbing pens, a glittery penholder, a few paper trays, notebooks, colored pins for the pin board, colored paper clips and a blue stapler and a simple white vase. I purchased my items and rushed back to my truck, placing all the stuff in the box apart from the vase, which obviously would not fit so I placed it on the passenger side floor.

I was on pulling into the underground car park on London Times when I realized I forgot my cleaning supplies, I wanted to kick myself. Stupid, stupid, stupid, I knew I had forgot something, damn it! They had to have some supplies up there somewhere, maybe in the cupboard under the sink in the staff room. I shrugged nothing could be more worse than this headache which was very slowly getting better. I parked the truck and jumped out and walked over to the other side to grab the box. I was 30 minutes early, which was perfect and I was extremely proud of myself considering I got smashed last night, which was irresponsible I know and I'm very much aware of that. I walked over to the lift that was wide open just waiting to be used, I walked in and put down the box before selecting level 15. The elevator whizzed up the building and stopped smoothly at level 15 with a 'ding' as the doors opened. I picked up the box and walked over to my new office, noticing that there seemed to be no one else here yet, I stopped at the office door, placing the box down so I could grab the key from my bag. I unlocked the door and walked in flicking on the lights with my chin. I was completely blown away by how clean it looked, for a second I started to panic that I walked into the wrong office but then I looked over at the neck that wasn't mine and even though it was nice and well organized, nothing like it looked yesterday I took one glance at the nameplate and relaxed, it read EDWARD CULLEN in bright gold letters just like it did yesterday. Phew! But damn, the room even smelt nice, clean and fresh, the whole environment totally just lifted my hangover-ed spirit. I placed the box and bag on my new desk next to my laptop that had already been set up for me.

Smiling I started unpacking the box, placing a few books on one of the three book shelves, holding them upright with my new red apple bookends, I pinned pictures of Rose, Alice and me from graduation, my dad Charlie next to his cruiser, my mum with paint on her face while in the middle of working one a new painting of hers, and the last but not least was a picture of my beautiful truck, all went up on my pin board. I opened the packets of pens and put a few into the glittery pen holder and placed it in the right corner of the 'L' shaped desk-- it was like 2 desks put together to form the letter 'L' with the bottom part of the 'L' facing the glass wall that looked out onto the rest of the booths and offices put occupied level 15, while the long part of the desk faced Edward's desk which mirrored mine—and placed the remaining pens in the first draw of the desk. The colored paper clips came in a clear plastic cube and looked really cool so I placed it and the awesome blue stapler beside my penholder. I placed a transparent pink IN tray and a transparent purple OUT tray beside the phone on the bottom L part of my desk, which I'm just going to call the "left desk" since it's to my left and seems like another desk joined to the main one. I put the magnets on the front of the filing cabinets just to make it look less bland, I only had 5 magnets, a rain cloud, a ballerina, a wolf, a cactus and a little bandaged bear. Well really I had sic magnets but the sixth held no significance to me, it was a cute little lion but although it was cute and all, it just didn't belong up with the others. The others held certain memories for me, they relate to me and hello I'm a Virgo not a Leo, I certainly was neither strong nor proud nor fierce nor wildly beautiful. The lion just had no symbolism so it was not going up on my filing cabinet and before my guilt could kick in I quickly placed it into the drew with my pens. I put a black hard covered notebook in the middle of the desk and placed three more into the second draw.

I grabbed my bag and empty box, walked back to the lift and went down to my truck, trading the box for the vase before making my way back up. I still had 20 minutes before I started and there was still little sight of life yet on level 15 so I just waltzed to the kitchen and filled the vase half way with water and taking it into my office to place on top of one of the two filing cabinets. It was only a medium sized vase, about 30 centimeters tall.

I locked the office and headed over to the lift and down to ground level and out onto the street to the florist across the road. I brought a beautiful bunch of flowers of all colors, that smelt gorgeous and carried them all the way back up to my office. It was 9:25 A.M. so 5 minutes until I started; I removed the purple wrapping from the flowers and placed them into the vase. I threw the packaging into the bin and placed my bag under my desk before I took a few steps back to observe my sexy new office space. I did a pretty good job. I glance at my watch told me I was right on time so I picked up the phone and pressed '1' Mr. Banner answered after two rings.

"Good Morning, Mr. Banner. It's me Bella Swan speaking, and I just wanted to let you know I'm here and I've got my office all organized and ready to go. I was just wanted to know what I'm supposed to do when I arrive each day and where I collect the work from." I said.

"Well Good morning to you too Ms. Swan. That's good to hear that you've got yourself settled in and you are eager to work. What you will need to do is see the receptionists on your level to inform them that you are here and they will clock you on and as for your work you'll just have to wait for Edward and he'll tell you what needs to be done. He should be here sometime soon. Was there anything else?" Mr. Banner replied.

"No, that's about it, thank you so much for you're your help. I'll see you later."

He said bye and wished me luck before hanging up. I placed the receiver down and walked out and over to the two women seated behind the front desk that faced the lifts. They were both about my age and clearly wore way too much makeup. Their shirts were so tight around their breast, that it looked like the buttons were about to burst, so I approached with caution.

"Hey I'm Isabella Swan and I'm kind of new here." I announced receiving a head to toe look over by skank number one on the left followed by a snare and a mumble under her breath. Great within the first 5 minute I already had an enemy, her loss not mine. The second gave me a look over but actually had courtesy of faking a friendly smile and introducing herself as Jessica and the bitch beside her as Lauren and then said I was good to go.

I walked back to my office and sat to wait for Edward Cullen. While I waited I reached into my bag for the bottle of water and realized my nameplate was still in there so I grabbed it out and placed in front of me facing away. I took a drink of water before standing up and grabbing my very worn out Wuthering Heights from the book shelf and read while I waited.

EDWARD P.O.V

Thanks to Emmett making me take the two aspirins last night I woke up feeling completely normal which was the good news. The bad news is that I still feel miserable and it's 9:25 AM and I have 5 minutes to shower, dress, eat and get to work. The hardest step was actually getting myself out of bed, it may sound simple to you but really it's a hard of a task to do when you feel like you have lost the one thing that seemed to give life meaning.

I finally made it out of bed hopped into the shower and quickly washed my body and hair then jumped out and dried off, sprayed on deodorant and threw on trousers, a shirt, tie, socks and shoes. I quickly shaved using my electric shaver and rolled up my sleeves and left the top two buttons undone and let the tie hang casually then applied some aftershave. I grabbed my phone and wallet and threw them into my briefcase before closing it and grabbing my keys. I ran out into the kitchen and grabbed two granola bars and ran out of the apartment and into the lift where I ate the first bar. The lift took me down to the car park and I ran over to my baby and started it up already half way into my second bar. I arrived within minutes and parked my beautiful Volvo next to a Classic red Chevy truck, nice, and I had to pause and smile at the contrast between the two. I ran into the lift and hit 15, running my hands through my hair while I waited. I was running 20 minutes late, so much for the new me I thought and the only thing it did was make me feel more miserable but before the doors opened I straightened and picked up my briefcase and putting on a very convincing smile that way I wouldn't draw attention and concern from anyone, especially Jessica. The doors opened and I waltzed out and up to Jessica and said, "Good morning Jessica, I know I'm 20 minutes late but I'm here now." And walked off before she could reply.

I walked over to my office and opened the door and closed and locked it not wanting to face anyone just yet today. I dragged my feet over to my desk, placed my briefcase down on the floor and collapsed into my chair, my head falling into my hands as I mumbled miserably to myself "Why? Why me?" I clutched my hands into fists that pushed into my eyes and I growled to myself, "Why don't the good guys ever get a break? … First the promotion gets given to my partner who never did anything and now even more importantly…" my voice rose to an agonized roar "…I lose the number of the only woman that was ever able to captivate me at first sight and then captivate my every thought after that! Why hadn't I called her earlier?! Why?! Why, why, why!!" And with that I broke down, sobbing into by arms. (Okay, lets get a few things straight. One, everyone talks to themselves and two, the last time I sobbed was when I was five and my parents died in a car accident, oh and when I was seven and I gave a girl I liked in class a flower and she ran away screaming I had cooties and threw the flower into the dirt and stamped on it oh and then I tried again at the age of 15 with a girl called Tanya and we dated for like 3 years until I found out that for two of those years, possibly longer she had been screwing Laurent, some French exchange student. The heart-breaking part was how I found out, she was fucking riding him in the guys locker room after school, but here's the thing, for the past two years she was constantly saying she wasn't ready for sex and that she wanted to keep her virginity until she was at least twenty-one. What a fucking load of bullshit! So pretty much it was a huge blow to my ego…. Any way after that I made sure I would never get too attached to people ever again because I realized love gave people the power to break you.)

"Are you alright?" asked an angelic voice. Great now I was fucking hearing voices in my head.

"No." I grumbled back. Well hell I was already talking to myself anyway, fuck I'm probably still drunk. Shit I hope Banner doesn't make a fucking surprise visit, the fucking jerk.

"What's wrong?" the voice seemed to be sincerely concerned.

Okay I think this might be good, saying it out loud might get it all off my chest. My drunken mind was a genius. "I-I think I fell in love with this beautiful woman I met on the bus a while ago and she gave me her number and I left it in my pants because I'm a fucking lazy fuck. I realized too late how strongly Bella affected me, mind, body and soul, and realized I should call her but when I went to get the number my pants had been taken to be washed and all I got was a bunch of water paper bits and so now I'm never going to ever see her again. The worst part is, my eyes have been blinded by her brilliancy, her beauty, and I can't see other women anymore…"

BELLA P.O.V

Twenty minutes of reading Wuthering Heights later I'm guessing comes dragging himself in not even noticing me and locks the door before making his way over to his desk and literally having a breakdown. Poor guy. He sounded so agonized as he vented his feelings to himself definitely having no idea at all that I was here so I just sat still and listened. When he seemed to be done venting he was in tears and I had to ask if he was okay, and he seemed so out of it that even though I spoke it hadn't registered that there was another person in the room with him, probably thought he was hearing voices. I don't know but he replied and so I asked what was wrong and he explained still mumbling as if just to himself but it was still clear enough for me to hear and understand. So there I sat listening and nodding my head until he said my name and then I was really hearing what he was saying 'bus' 'gave me her number' 'Bella'. But it couldn't be; besides the poor guy was mumbling into his arms or my brain is making me hear what I want to hear. I knew he was talking about a girl he fell for and lost and now he was miserable but I had to some how explain to him that it's not the end of the world and that he will fall in love again. And how do you do that when your in the exact same position only dying on the inside. So I guess I just had to give it a shot.

"Although it may seem like the end of the world and I know exactly how you're feeling right now but I too felt, feel the same for a guy I met on a bus but never heard from him after that and I honestly thought we had a connection but I was terribly wrong a-and I should have known better than to be hopeful especially with a guy like him, the guy was practically a greek-god, why would he ever want me? Plain, average, boring me… damn it Edward your going to have to stop before you make me cry and I've been there, done that already. Please can you stop crying? I'm used to rejection but it still hurts you know." I pleaded in a shaky voice, trying my best to hold back tears. I should have known from the very beginning that guys like that don't fall for girls like me, it was my own fault. Oh gawd I needed a tissue. So I spun around on my chair then stood and grabbed a tissue from the book shelf and sat down again but the chair must have had kept spinning because my butt didn't meet the seat but rather with the arm of the chair causing the chair to fall and me with it. Gawd I'm so pathetic. Right then I gave up and broke down in tears.

EDWARD P.O.V

The sweet voice started to comfort me with words of understanding but her voice cracked and sounded on the verge of tears and pleaded for me to stop, so I did. I heard a swish and then seconds later a loud thud, crash and bang accompanied by a groan. The loud noise snapped me to my senses and I finally realized that there was a person in the room with me and my head flew up to look. I couldn't see anyone because the desk was in the way. They must have fallen, then I heard a whimper then sniffles and sobs, so I shot up and ran over.

And there lay a brunette face down and sobbing into a tissue with a chair fallen on top of her. Poor girl. I quickly picked the chair up off of her and asked if she was all right.

"Yeah. Things like this h-happen all the time." She sniffled. And I looked around for a tissue somewhere for her and found a box on the shelf right there beside me. Then I realized that I had made her cry and so she went to grab a tissue, which would explain the shish and then went to sit back down but the chair had fallen and so had she.

Feeling guilty I sat down on the floor beside her with the box of tissues and pulled her up and cradled her in my lap handing her a tissue while apologizing for making her cry, which made her cry more. So I just held her and gave her tissues and looked around at what she had done to her side of the office. It looked beautiful and full of color. It really made my side look very neutral.

After a while she calmed down and thanked me and I looked down only to be greeted by those familiar deep brown eyes. "Bella?" I whispered barely audible.

She gasped and went completely pale. "It's you. The guy from the bus." She breathed.

It was her, it really was. "Bella Swan! My Bella? You're my new partner?! I must be dreaming." I slapped myself but I didn't seem to wake up. I wasn't dreaming.

Bella blushed bright red "You're not dreaming, I'm Bella, I'm here and I'm your new partner." She smiled so brightly that I was sure that it mirrored my own.

"Well Ms. Swan I'm sorry I didn't get to introduce myself last time, I'm Edward Cullen and extremely glad to meet you!" I said overly happy.

She giggled and then stopped. But before I could ask what was wrong she asked, "Was everything you were saying before about me?"

I blushed and looked down embarrassed and mumbled a "yeah" before realizing she had understood exactly how I was feeling only moments ago. Was she talking about me? Was I was some incarnation of a 'greek-god' or something? Smiling I looked up, asking her with my eyes and she nodded blushing brighter than before then burying her face into the crook of my neck. I smiled at her innocence, gawd she was cute. "Your blush is absolutely adorable, Bella. Please don't hind it from me." I stroked my hand gently down her arm. Slowly she ran her hand up my chest and wrapped her arm around my neck, her other arm moving to join it as she smiled innocently up at me making my heart skip a beat. Before I talked myself out of it, I leant down and covered her lips with mine, kissing her soft and passionately. I pulled back only for a second as I whispered, "Don't you ever leave me again."

"I don't intend to." Came her response. And I smashed my lips against hers, kissing her with everything I had in me…

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