A/N: I just wanted to know, who can't wait till Thanksgiving? I know I can't. It's my favorite holiday. The food, the family. What's not to love? But more than that, New Moon, the movie is finally around the corner. I can't wait anymore. It's what I have been waiting for all year and with all the clips and trailers it makes it even more unbearable. It's going to be awesome though. I unfortunately don't have tickets for the midnight premiere, but I don't really want screaming fans ruining it for me, not that it's not something to scream about. After all, Jacob looks amazing in the movie. Leave a review and let me know what you're looking forward to seeing most about the movie or go the my forum and let me know. I'm looking forward to seeing all the Italy scenes. It was the one of the major parts of the book and though it looked like they added a few things, it still looks great. Look, I'm rambling. Don't mind me and begin reading chapter four. I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter Four

The next morning everything went smoothly for once. No cold showers, no unwanted coffee stains and I was on time when I arrived. Maybe this job was just the dose of luck I needed. Maybe things weren't so bad. Maybe I would make it after all. I was beaming when I arrived though Angela wasn't there when I got off the elevator so I figured I was on my own. I took a deep breath and got to work telling myself over and over again, that I could do this. I followed all the instructions that Angela had given and printed out the spreadsheets from the day before and placed them on his desk. He walked in just as I placed the cup of coffee on his desk. He smiled as he saw me. I smiled in response, hypnotized by him immediately.

"Good Morning." he said placing his brief case on the edge of his desk.

"Good morning, Mr. Cullen." He took a seat and took a sip of his coffee. He didn't comment on it and turned to his computer before speaking.

"So what do I have scheduled for today." He stated, typing randomly it appeared to me before I pulled opened the black agenda and began to read off his schedule.

"At ten, you have a meeting with the board. You have a lunch meeting with Mr. Richards at the Belmont hotel at twelve and you told me yesterday to remind you to call your sister." I closed the book and looked up.

"Okay, thanks." I took that cue and exited. Again work, went smoothly. I answered a few calls, actually a lot of calls, took loads of messages and went to lunch with Angela and some other co-workers. When I returned from break though, things got hectic and for a moment I thought I was going to die. I was now running actual earns for Mr. Cullen. Delivering papers to one floor and then filing them in another. When five rolled around I was beyond drained. Still as tired as I was, I was smiling. Because even though I had only been working for what, three days I actually liked the job. I was also good at it. I had always been organized and level headed. I wasn't very athletic, never had been but the exercise was good. Kept me on my toes. All in all the day went by peacefully. I called my mom when I got home, and chatted with her for the long hour she had wanted from the beginning. I told her more about my job and how I seemed happy. She sounded surprised by that. I mean secretary wasn't really my first choice, but it paid the bills. And for now that was good enough. I figured, there'd be another person who was more qualified for the job would come along and when that happened I be more than happy to step down and pursue my dreams. I went to bed before nine and slept better than I had in a long time. Well that was until two forty five, when my phone rang. I groaned and grabbed the phone quickly before it could ring again. I hated the sound at two in the morning, but who didn't.

"Hello," I answered clearly still half asleep.

"Bella," I sat up at lighting speed, all the sleep gone.

"Mr. Cullen?"

"Yes, I need your help with something. Do you think you could come over?"

"To your place?" I replied, though I couldn't hide the horror in my voice.

"Yes," Was it me, or was he laughing.

"Okay, I'll be there soon." I hung up and few into my bathroom. I wasn't really sure what to wear so I pulled on a pair of jeans and the best shirt I could find that was clean. Now I regretted not picking up those clothes that Alice had for me today. I grabbed my purse, the lap top and headed up town. I arrived in front of a hotel. Great he lived in a hotel, probably owned it for all I knew. I glanced at the key that I had in my hand and boarded the elevator to the 87th floor. And the entire ride up my feet wouldn't stay still. I was nervous, but really who wouldn't be. I was about to enter a place where women only wished they could, and it was me of all people. Plain, ol' me. I sighed. I had to remember this was my job. I was his assistant and right now he needed assistance. I didn't want to think about what that all entitled so instead and rang the doorbell for room 8743. I told my self to keep breathing. It would do no good to pass out in the hallway. The door swung open after a few minutes and was again hypnotized.

"Thanks for coming." he spoke and I blinked.

"No problem," I announced as he stepped aside to let me in. His penthouse was amazing. Almost everything was white, that or chrome. The walls were white, as well as the plush carpet beneath my feet. They only thing of color was the black wide screen TV that I couldn't tell how many inches it was. It was big though. I moved to living room where all the paper were scattered on the coffee table. I wondered if he realized that it was in fact two in the morning, maybe three by now. Did he always work till this early?

"Sometimes till later," I looked up. I hadn't realized that I said it out loud. The smile on his face told me he knew that I hadn't. He took a seat and I followed suit. I ignored the fact that his shoulder brushed mine as I re positioned myself away from him. I took out my laptop and booted it.

"So I'm working on the merger account." He stated. Oh yes there was company in France that Mr. Cullen was planning to merge with his own. It was what had kept me busy all day. It was also the meeting he had attended. I nodded to show I understood.

"There are a few components I want look into and I need your help."

"Okay," I couldn't help but sound a little confused. I might have been great at faxing and answering the phone but the papers in front of me made my head spin.

He chuckled. "Don't worry it's not as bad at it sounds." I sighed and watch as he showed me how to pull up the necessary documents that he wanted. We began to actually work after twenty minutes. I asked a few more questions and he seemed almost pleased to answer them. I couldn't help but notice how patient he was with me and I wondered if he was always like this or had he taking pity on me. Most likely pity. People like Edward Cullen didn't notice people like me. Hardly anyone ever did.

It was closer to five in the morning when we called it quits. I told him that I would take the other half and finish before the weekend. He asked me if I could handle it and I nodded. Then he suggested if I had any questions just the let him know and I though I told him I would, I planned on calling Angela instead. I said goodbye and left with the stack of three hundred remaining pages. Apparently merger a company was a lot more work than I had thought.

I slipped into bed with only an hour and a half to get some sleep. I was asleep before my head touched the pillow. An hour later I rolled over because in my dreams I heard a knock on the door. I groaned and turned over unto my back. I heard the knock again and realized that it wasn't a dream. Someone was at my door. Someone who would pay dearly for interrupting my slumber. I flew out of bed wobbly and rushed to door. I pulled it open and Alice and Jasper were standing there. They were holding up suit bags of clothes. That was right, Alice had promised to deliver the rest of my clothes.

"Good morning!" Alice sang. It hurt. It was way too early to be that cheery. I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was six thirty in the morning.

I moved aside to let them enter.

"Morning," Jasper spoke. I mumbled something as I stumbled behind them to my bed room.

"You look awful by the way," Alice commented already going through my closet. I would have cared if I wasn't being deprived of sleep.

"I was up late helping my boss with work." I stated by eyes being to close as I leaned up against the head board.

"Wow, he must be a slave driver." she laughed as I felt a weight on my legs. My eyes popped open then.

"What are you doing," I asked staring down at my clothes that were just hanging up. In my closet.

"I might have gone a little over board but I'm giving you a completely new wardrobe."

"What's wrong with me clothes." I asked touching my favorite green shirt. She stared at me before she realized that I wasn't grasping the thought behind her gaze. She sighed.

"Nothing, but it's time for a change Bella. It's almost fall now and you have to change with the seasons." I was barely listening to her, my eyes were closing again. Then my alarm clock rang and I moaned as I shut it off. It was obvious that sleep wasn't on the list of things to do this morning so I went into the bathroom to get in the shower. The cold shower woke me up a little, and when I emerged Alice was still organizing my closet. Jasper was missing now, probably left to go to work on his art collection that was being showcased in a few months. I didn't pay must attention to Alice as she flew back and forth, just took the cream blouse and navy blue skirt she handed to me. She could be both a lifesaver and a annoyance, but I wouldn't change her for the world. When I was dressed, she added a pair of pearl earrings and a necklace.

"What would you do with out me?" She said seated on my bed, as she watched me attempt to play with the eyeliner.

"Sleep," I muttered before I gave up and moved into the kitchen to grab breakfast before I realized that I had never made it to the grocery store.

"It's early. Let's go grab something to eat." Alice danced again the living room. I sighed. I didn't really have a choice. We at Kate's coffee shop before I headed up town and she headed to the store.

I met Mike in the elevator again today. He seemed happy to see me as we chatted.

"So how's everything working out for you?"

"Surprisingly well," I answered.

He eyed me and I sighed.

"I'm have the worst luck," I added. He smiled.

"Well good luck to you."

"Thanks," I added just when it was time for him to get off the elevator. I felt someone knock into me and I stumbled forward. I caught a small glimpse at her dark brown hair as she exited.

"Tramp," I muttered. What had I done to her. I relaxed when I got off on my floor. Today was another bright day in New York and sun was beaming from everywhere. It help lighten my mood when I placed my things behind the desk. I assembled all the paperwork that Mr. Cullen would need this morning and entered his office. I walked around his desk and as I placed the files down I noticed a small picture frame. The picture was of a women, small and petite with rich brown eyes and a warm smile. I instantly felt drawn to the women, like I had known her or seen her before. I just couldn't place it. Maybe she was Mr. Cullen's girlfriend or something, though it hadn't been mention that he was involved with anyone.

"Good Morning," I jumped hitting the edge of the picture frame and sending it crashing to the ground. Thankfully the floor was plush carpeted because the glass didn't break, but my heart was racing in my chest. He was grinning as he crossed the room.

"I'm so sorry," I stated rushing around the desk to fetch the picture. I replaced it just as he placed his briefcase and coat on the desk.

"It's okay." I breathed a sigh of relief. I took his coat and moved to hang it up on the coat rack next to the bathroom located on the opposite side of the room.

"My mother," I turned around to glanced at him. He was still standing as he went through his briefcase. He looked up at me.

"You were wondering who she was," he motioned toward to picture. My face grew hot.

"She's very pretty," I stated as I moved to make his coffee. Shoot, I should have had this made before he came. Okay, so much for this being a good day, but I hadn't broken anything so that was good. Well, broken anything yet. I handed him his coffee and dismissed myself as quickly as I could and I swore I heard him chuckle as I closed the door behind me. I worked on the merger account and answered a few calls before I realized that one of the documents I needed for the Paris report was down in Accounting. I told Mr. Cullen I would be right back and headed to the 17th floor. I had been here a few times but I didn't exactly know who to go to, to get what I needed. I found Angela seated behind her desk. She worked for one of the managers, Tyler Crowley.

"Bella?" Angela's face lit up.

"Hey Angela,"

"How's everything going."

"Great, I've really got the hang of it." I answered feeding off her energy.

"That's wonderful," she smiled, and continued to flip through papers that flooded her desk. And I thought mine was bad.

"I have a question though. I'm working on the Paris Merger Account and I need the Winston File, do you know where I can get that?"

She looked at me.

"I don't know about that but maybe Jessica does." I arched an eyebrow and she stood.

"She's Mr. Newton's assistant. She might know what you're talking about." I followed her around the office floor to the other side. We entered a small room and there sat the girl who had bumped into me this morning. She was on the phone, her whispers I couldn't make out. She glanced up at us, whispered something else and hung up the phone.

"Yes," there was clearly a hint of annoyance in her voice. But why, I hadn't ever bothered her before? Maybe her disgust was for Angela. But Angela's was such a sweet person. It was hard not to like Angela.

"Hey Jessica," Angela said friendly then turned to me. " This is Bella Swan, she's Mr. Cullen's new assistant."

"Hello," I said leaning forward to shake her hand. She took it begrudgingly and shook it once as if she was afraid to catch the pledge. I stayed in control of myself. I wasn't here to make friends with her, but it didn't hurt to be on good terms with her though it was clear that I was the one person that she wanted nothing to do with. I forced a smile.

"She was wondering is you have the, what was it?" Angela glanced at me.

"The Winston file." I added. She looked at me a little before she turned to her computer. She typed something and got up from her chair. She entered a small room attached to hers.

"Don't worry, it's not you," Angela whispered. " She has a thing for Mr. Cullen. She applied to become his assistant and she would have probably gotten the position if you hadn't come along." Okay it made sense but at the same time it didn't. Why would Mr. Cullen hire me, when clearly Jessica had the experience. She would of probably been a bigger help to him than I was. I watched as she exited the room. She was small but was pretty in her own right. Prettier than I was at least. Maybe it went back to the pity thing. Mr. Cullen felt sorry for me. Just then another door open and Mike walked out holding an open folder in his hands.

"Jessica could you call Transit. Enterprises has-," he noticed us then.

"Bella?"

"Hey Mike," I gave a shallow wave. Jessica looked up at me then, angry and confusion burning in her eyes. I ignored her mainly because I didn't know how to face her.

"What are you doing here, we hardly ever see Cullen's assistants." He said closing the folder and tucking it under his arm.

"Oh, I just needed to get a file," Jessica handed me the brown folder.

"Thanks," She didn't reply. Again I ignored her. I was sorry I took the job she wanted but that wasn't my fault and I wouldn't be blamed for it. I stuck around a few more minutes before I headed back upstairs with Angela.

"Well now your really on Jessica's shit list," Angela stated as we exited the elevator.

"What do you mean?"

"Even though she might like Mr. Cullen she knows that it's not going to happen, but with Mr. Newton, it's actually possible."

"And what does that have to do with me." I asked rounding the desk. Angela chuckled.

"You obviously didn't see how Mike was looking at you."

"Looking at me?" I had little interactions with the male species, though I had dated here and there so I didn't really understand what she meant. She sighed like I had warn her out. "He likes you," she stated plainly.

"Really?" I asked. How had I missed that. I just thought he was being nice. I was fluttered, really I was but I just wasn't looking you know. I had so many other things to worry about and I told Angela that. Still she told me it wouldn't matter to Jessica.

To be honest, I have no idea how the corporate world works. Most of the references are made up and they'll continue that way. I'm not doing a bunch of research for this story because it just that, a story. It's all for fun. So I hope that you can bare with it. Please read and review. It's the fuel to my brain. Don't forget to let me know what you're looking forward to most in New Moon, the movie.