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Anyway, this is the last chapter until we finally meet (so to speak) our Edward so I am pretty damn stokedd.
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Oh and to angelic-bitch (aren't we all? haha) Rose and Jake have never been able to get along, their dynamic is very close to Breaking Dawn. You know when there is just that one person who just "erks" you? It doesn't make any sense but everything about them bugs you, and that's the gist to their strained relationship.
Sorry about the stupidly long author's note, I ramble a lot...
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Chapter 4
Beep beep beep beep beep.
Snooze.
Beep beep beep beep beep.
Snooze.
"Uh, Bella?" Rosalie croaked.
"What?" I mumbled, still half asleep and face down on my pillow.
"Don't you have to get up now?"
"Mmm," I grumbled, I was so tired and didn't really understand what she was asking.
"Bella, you have to leave to catch your plane to New York today, and your alarm has been beeping for forty-five minutes now. You need to get up," Rosalie continued as she reached around me and yanked my blankets off.
"Holy shit! What time is it?" I shouted as I sprang out of bed, and started shoving my jeans on.
"Fuck! Bella quit yelling! I'm a bit hungover and I have a pounding headache," Rosalie snarled, grasping her head, and glaring at me.
"I'm sorry, but I am going to be so late unless I am able to get myself together and out that door within the next ten minutes. Rose just go back to bed, I'll get you some tylenol before I leave."
"Mhm," she murmured as she turned and walked out, closing my door behind her.
I spun on my heel snatching the clothes from the floor and threw it all on the bed. I ran back and forth from my bathroom and bedroom grabbing hair brushes and headbands, bras and missing shirts that I decided were too casual for meeting one's celebrity boss. I ended up wearing a snug blue long-sleeved v-neck and some dark wash jeans, with my hair held back with a blue headband that had a pretty little jeweled flower as a side piece, to hold my long messy brown hair back.
Three minutes later, I was in Rosalie's room handing her her medicine and promising to call her later on. She nodded her head and wished me a safe trip.
Yeah, me too.
I clutched my belongings, and glanced back at my little home, I said a quiet farewell, and shut the door behind me. I stumbled down the stairs in my flats and almost dropped my huge bag more than a few times. The shuttle was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs so I came around the back and threw my bags inside and told him where to take me.
The entire cab ride was nerve wracking to say in the least. And the disgusting smokey stench that lingered in the car didn't help the fact that I felt like I was going to vomit.
The driver had on some soothing jazz, which rolled through the air and calmed me down quite a bit. I rolled down the window and watched the sun start to peak over the buildings. I was going to miss the sun. The weather report said New York was drizzly and cold, and people there could expect a pretty severe storm heading in. I hated the cold. Really anything wet and cold were awful to me. Yet, I was on my way to meet it halfway.
It'll be worth it. It won't be so bad. Maybe Tanya will be great.
Doubtful.
I pulled out my phone from the back pocket of my jeans, not that I really expected any missed calls being the current time but out of my boredom, and saw that I had a missed text from some number.
Hey Beautiful-It's Jake. Forgot to mention I got a new phone so this is my new number. Add it. I'm gonna be missing you more than you could imagine so we'll be talking a lot babe. Have a safe flight.
J.
Babe?
Hm, I don't know how I felt about that.
That and baby were just...wait, since when did he call me babe anyway? Is...is he...flirting?
Gosh I hope not. Jake and I had already tried being together when we were in high school, and it didn't exactly work out. Sometimes I badly wished it did. Even back then, I tried so hard to muster up any romantic feelings for Jake, but with no luck. It didn't make sense. I mean, Jake was a very attractive man. He had jet black hair, a fantastic smile, and had the body of a male model. And on top of all of that, he liked me for who I was. He made me laugh and held me when I cried. Yet, there was nothing. It just didn't feel right. So I ended it. I couldn't lead him on to believe things were okay between us, that would not be fair to him, my personal sunshine. Hopefully Jake didn't try to revive what we had, because I wouldn't be able to help him.
A faint grumble pulled me from my thoughts.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"We're here," the driver repeated.
"Oh, sure, right. Thanks," I responded and reached over grasping the door handle and lifted out of the shuttle. After retrieving my bags from the trunk, I came back around to his window and paid him, sending him on his way.
Standing there on the sidewalk of the airport, people everywhere bustling around and talking loudly, I got a bit overwhelmed. I held tighter onto my luggage and trudged the way into the building and saw my name written on a white board held by a tall dark-haired man dressed in a black suit. He was looking around, searching the crowd for any recognition of the name, I supposed. I was hesitant to approach the stranger but Kate had said there would be someone here to direct me to the private jet, so hopefully this guy wasn't some kind of impostor who would kidnap me. I mean, one could only hope that tall, well-dressed men carrying rather large signs with their name scrawled across it, weren't crazed murderers.
I wove my way through the crowd until I came face to face with the man, who was a lot taller than he appeared previously.
"Uh, hello. I'm-" I started, pointing to my name on the poster.
"Isabella Swan?" He interrupted, looking down at me.
"Yeah, that's me," I answered as I shifted my bags in my hands, which were starting to become more pronounced with their weight. He must've noticed my movement because he glanced further down and noticed my bags, instantly apologizing for not seeing them before and reached forward and took them from my grasp.
"Oh, it's fine. You don't have to carry them."
"I don't mind Miss. But we should get going if we're going to catch your flight. Miss Daniels has called a couple times asking where you were," he advised. Then he turned and began walking away from me. I sped up next to him, trying to match his pace.
"Oh, forgive me Miss Swan, I never introduced myself, my name's Felix,"
"Well, it's nice to meet you Felix. Thank you for waiting around for me to show up," I smiled up at him.
He nodded and returned the smile, continuing down the isle.
As we walked from the entrance, the amount of people made the space more congested, until Felix turned down an unmarked empty hallway. The hallway went on forever. Towards the end of the hall the lights above flickered, creating an eeriness about the room. As we got closer I noticed the door was marked as an exit. Felix pushed open the door and stepped down the stairs, with me following close behind. I kept my eyes down on the steps themselves, though, as falling right now seemed like a pretty bad idea.
As we walked off the stairs I looked up for the first time and saw the giant airplane on the ground before me. Kate and Angela were standing at the bottom next to the steps of the plane waiting for my arrival I assumed. Kate had on black slacks and a purple short sleeved blouse, her short ice blonde hair flowing around her face. Angela was dressed similar to me, wearing a black cardigan with a dark grey tank underneath, paired up with dark wash jeans. Her dark hair pulled back in a low ponytail.
Felix smiled and gestured towards the women, and turned and went to back of the plane with my luggage.
"Isabella, you're late," Kate stated, pulling off her dark Chanel glasses to inspect my outfit, I'd imagine. Make sure I'm presentable or something.
"You look decent though, so I'll let it slide this time," she continued, turning away from me and Angela and stepped up onto the plane. Angela turned to me and shrugged.
"Well, I didn't get a compliment till the third month of my employment with her, so that's good," she smiled, and motioned for me to follow her.
Once I boarded the plane, I took in the sight. This thing was gorgeous, and completely unreal. There were freaking couches and tables, it was like a long, skinny apartment that also flew in the air.
Kate took a window seat on the left side of the plane and Angela sat on the right side, patting the seat next to her. I grinned and walked over, passing Kate who watched me while she chattered on the phone.
"So, first time on a private jet Isabella?" Angela chuckled, probably noticing my not-so-inconspicuous-gawking.
"Please, call me Bella, and what gave you that completely correct idea?" I joked.
"Well, you're staring a lot so I guess I just assumed because I looked the exact same way when I first saw one."
"Yeah, that sounds about right. I've never been further than Albuquerque, nonetheless seen a private jet, even from a distance!"
We laughed for a bit until my curiosity got the best of me and I began questioning Angela on my new employer.
"So, have you ever met Tanya?" I queried.
"Yeah. And she's, for lack of a better word, a brat. I mean, sure she's magnificently beautiful, you've probably seen the pictures, but that's only skin deep, ya know?"
"No, I understand. Basically, I'll be working for a spoiled princess, who will more than likely treat me like crap and it'll be the worst time of my life."
Angela looked up at me apologetically, "It won't be that bad, and anyway just remember the major paycheck you'll get at the end of the week, that's what gets me through the day," she grinned.
"Yeah, there is that," I laughed. "But more than anything this is just a stepping stone to landing my dream job as a literary agent for Kate's entertainment company."
"You definitely have your work cut out for you with your new boss, Bella. But on the brighter side, with the cards Kate dealt you with Tanya, you will be a shoo-in for that position once you make it through her hideous reign!" Angela giggled.
An hour into the flight, Angela and myself had drifted off, leaning back onto the smooth leather recliners, and I was totally content.
That is, until the pilot came on the intercom and announced our arrival in New York. Kate called for us as she walked past us and headed off the plane. I was still pretty groggy as I followed Angela and Kate through JFK airport towards the entrance where there was another man dressed in a dark suit with Kate's name on the poster he held.
"Demetri?" Kate asked. The man nodded and led us out the entrance towards a black limo. I was getting used to this whole follow-the-strange-man-with-a-sign thing. However as we approached the car, I realized I didn't have my bags.
Trying to control the minor panic attack that threatened to bubble over, I leaned over to Angela and asked her about our bags.
She giggled, "It's alright Bella, they've already been loaded in the limo."
"Oh," was all I could think to say. I mean, good Lord that was impossibly quick.
We all crawled into the limo, the man Demetri seated in the driver's seat. He turned and asked, "Where to Miss Daniels?"
"Tanya Denali's penthouse," Kate responded curtly before shifting back to her iPhone.
It was quiet in the car as Demetri maneuvered out of the airport traffic, the rain softly falling against the windows. I stared out the glass watching people run through the rain covered side walks clutching umbrellas and jackets. Seeking shelter under roofs or inside the stores that lined the street. I could see the appeal here, New York was a gorgeous city, even in the rain. If anything, the dark, wet weather complimented it. The buildings stretched up to the sky, lights filtering through the windows, illuminating the entire structure.
Finally the car lurched to a stop in front of a very large, fancy tower. A few bell men gathered outside the entrance watching our limo pull up. Demetri came around the side and opened the door for us. We climbed out, Angela and Kate continued inside but I lingered a bit just completely in awe of the place. It was fantastic!
"Bella?" Angela called.
"Sorry, I'm coming," I responded as I rushed forward till I matched Angela's stride.
We shuffled into the gold elevator and Kate slid some card into the small shimmering slit, pulling it out and pressing the button labeled, "PH." The elevator brought us up to the very top where we were greeted by a solitary door situated all way at the other end of the hallway.
Kate knocked once, and a the door swung open showing an older grey-haired man in a suit.
"Miss Daniels, come right in, Miss Denali is in the living room," He motioned us in and closed the door behind us, leading us to Tanya. This was no regular "living room," the walls held accents of gold, mirrors hung on the walls and a blue sky was painted on the ceiling. A woman, who could only be guessed to be Miss Tanya Denali herself, was positioned on one of the opulent red couches facing us.
Tanya was dressed in a white silk robe, her long strawberry-blonde hair reaching down to the middle of her back. When we entered the room, I did my best to not gape at the space as the butler announced our presence.
"Yes, thank you Percy. You may go now," Tanya answered coolly. She smiled that million dollar smile but anyone could see the venom that coated the action. She lifted a hand and motioned us forward, pointing to the couch opposite her own. Kate and Angela walked forward while I trailed behind.
Tanya paid no attention to Kate nor Angela but kept her gaze locked on me. It was like she was analyzing me-reading me. I tried to keep my expression calm and indifferent, though her scrutinizing looks caused my heart to pound against my ribs.
"So Tanya, how have you been my dear?" Kate asked in a detached voice. Pulling out papers from her briefcase and setting them on the coffee table in front of us.
"Oh Kate I've been just wonderful! I mean, how could I not be when I have the most spectacular agent in the world who manages to snag me the best roles?" Tanya exclaimed, still managing to watch me through her peripherals.
"Well, I suppose that would be rather hard wouldn't it. But I am glad to hear you are doing fine. Anyway, I have some things for you to sign so we can get you on set for Once More Saturday morning to start filming. But before I forget, I'm sure you've already noticed Miss Swan here. She will be your new assistant. I assure you she's more than qualified for the job and is very easy to get along with," Kate explained. Though that was very nice of Kate to say, I was a bit surprised to hear it come from her mouth. But I smiled anyway and lifted a hand out to Tanya who tentatively reached out and took my hand, looking rather nervous to be touching some strange girl.
"Bella Swan, it's very nice to meet you Miss Denali," I said as she shook my hand, nodding up and down.
"Oh yes, Kate she seems pretty good so far, keeps good eye contact. Fantastic.
So Bella, my sweet, where are you from?"
"I'm from Arizona Miss Denali," I answered calmly.
"Hm, can't say I've been there, but then again, I'm not quite sure I want to anyway," she laughed sending chills down my spine. She definitely had a way of getting under your skin and she hadn't even done anything bad yet.
I merely smiled at her comment and turned back to Kate who cleared her throat and continued, "Yes, anyway Tanya please sign the movie's contract I have here. It basically outlines your duties as the lead actress in the movie, I've already read through it, there's nothing to it."
"Of course Katie!"
After signing the document Tanya looked back at me with narrowed eyes and a smirk playing on her sickly pink glossed lips and said, "So Sarah dear, want to start your job early and grab us a bottle of champagne from the cooler in the kitchen? I would normally get Percy to do it, but being that he's off duty and my new assistant is here, I figure why not let you do it? You know, as practice? Oh! And maybe grab some of those darling little french cookies George Clooney sent me the other day from the pantry? Make sure you arrange them on the ivory plate with the silver trim," Tanya sneered.
I forced a smile and nodded, "Yeah, sure Miss Denali. It's Bella, by the way. But where-"
"Oh just down the hall and to the left, Cook will give it to you," She replied, flicking her wrist at me, in a motion to 'shoo' me away.
"Okay," I responded, slowly getting up from my seat, seeing Angela staring at me apologetically, and made my way down the enormous hallway.
I wanted to punch something. Maybe throw something out the window. I wanted to severely damage something.
I was not this spoiled little twit's servant. Who the hell did she honestly think she was? She's obviously got a superiority complex going on in that sick, twisted, bitchy little head of hers.
I stumbled upon the kitchen and saw a rather large woman cutting some smelly meat on a slab of wood. The kitchen just as glorious as the living room.
"Hello there, uhm, Miss Denali said to ask you for the champagne and those french cookies?" I hesitantly questioned.
"Mm," the woman-Cook-grumbled, handing me a cold bottle and a tray of glasses with the pastries gathered around them.
I wandered back down the hallway balancing the tray of very expensive looking crystal glasses. As much as I wanted to take advantage of this excellent opportunity to smash something of Tanya's, the tray alone was probably worth more than my existence on this planet.
I found the living room and made my way back to the couches, setting the tray and champagne down in front of Tanya and taking a seat.
She looked down at it and smiled mockingly back up at me as she chirped, "Oh Bella dear, would you mind terribly to pour us each a glass? And please put my drink in that glass."
I slapped a grin on my face as I nodded and poured four glasses of champagne, handing them off to each person.
"Thank you dearest," Tanya clucked.
"Sure thing Miss Denali," I replied as cheery as I could.
Get me the hell outta here before I do something incredibly bad to this bitch.
"So anyway Tanya, tomorrow morning we're all going to set out to London for the movie. I booked you a private flight so you can arrive whenever you are ready. Angela, Bella, and I will already be there awaiting your arrival. The crew and director have agreed to run by your schedule, so no worries," Kate explained. I sat there and watched the exchange, catching glimpses from Tanya as she nodded and talked back to Kate about the flight tomorrow. But then it hit me.
"Wait, we're leaving tomorrow morning? For London, England?" I asked incredulously.
Tanya laughed, "Why of course Bella, weren't you listening? You know, if you're going to be my assistant you really should learn to listen a bit better!"
"Of course Miss Denali."
"Bella I'm sure Tanya wouldn't mind if you called her by her first name," Kate suggested.
I turned to Tanya who looked thoughtful, her finger placed on her chin as she tilted her head toward the ceiling. She slowly looked back at me and said, "No, that's quite alright. You can continue to address me as Miss Denali," she smiled.
"Okaaay, well anyway Tanya we must be leaving now, we've got to get up early tomorrow morning. So get some rest, and we'll see you soon," Kate said as she stood up from the couch, Angela and myself mimicking her motion.
"Yes, yes Katie you're absolutely right. I must get my beauty sleep if I'll be seeing my Sexy Boy Toy tomorrow morning in Europe! I'm sure he'll want to celebrate our reunion fairly late tomorrow evening," Tanya winked. It made me sick for whoever this 'Sexy Boy Toy' was and what exactly he was facing upon her arrival. Who ever could stand to be with this woman voluntarily...
"Well, it was great to meet you Miss Denali, I look forward to working with you," I managed.
She nodded her head and wiggled her fingers in farewell as we headed out the door.
You couldn't get me out of that place quick enough.
We filed back into the limo. Everyone quiet. Angela silently played with the hem of her shirt as Kate stared out the window. Ten minutes later Demetri opened our door to reveal another large outstanding hotel. We sauntered into the elevator and when the golden doors opened we shuffled out and made our ways to our individual rooms. The bellman followed me into the room setting my luggage aside and exiting quietly.
I didn't bother to look around the room, I would only be here for about six more hours anyway, being that our flight was at three the next morning. I took a quick shower and just towel dried my hair and crawled into bed. I wished to God that I could at least have a restful night's sleep, knowing all that woman was going to be torturing me with this coming week.
I gradually drifted off to sleep only to be woken what felt like seven minutes later-rather than the actual seven hours that it had been- and rolled out of bed. I threw on my clothes, packed the rest of my toiletries back into my bag and called the bellman. He gathered my things and said he would bring them back down to the limo along with the others' suitcases.
I met Angela and Kate at the lobby, Angela handing me a Starbucks cup while she and Kate sipped one themselves-though I'm not sure where they got it being that it was three in the morning-but I accepted mine graciously, and poured the searing hot brew down my throat with a smile on my face.
We moved out to the sidewalk where the car and Demetri waited patiently. It wasn't raining yet, but the clouds were dark and since the fog had rolled in it felt as if though it suffocated the streets.
Demetri escorted us through the airport and out to our plane. We mounted the plane and took out seats on the three separate couches. Angela glanced at me, wondering if I was okay because no one had said a word after the our encounter with Tanya. I shook my head and offered a grim smile, hoping that would settle her worries. She smiled and patted my knee, turning back onto her cushion. We all fell asleep and were all jolted awake by the sound of the pilot's voice that declared our arrival in London.
Once again, we all numbly climbed down from the small jet and followed another man with a sign. Jeez, how many of these people were out there? This one's name was Alec and he had light brown hair and eyes black as coal. He seemed rather nice as he led us out to the limo, the skies bleak but without rain.
As we neared a huge black Escalade with tinted windows, I noticed a dark silhouette already sitting inside. I was a bit startled but didn't bother asking Angela as I'd given up on questioning any of the strange things that occurred.
I climbed in after Kate and Angela and was met with the most beautiful pair of green eyes I had ever seen in my entire life. They were alight, even in the darkness of the limo, and set my insides on fire. These emerald orbs were set in the most stunning face I'd ever witnessed. He had high cheekbones, a straight nose, and perfect full lips that now stretched into a slight grin as he must've noticed my stare.
He reached a gorgeous hand towards me and smiled, "Hello there, I don't think we've met before, I'm Edward Cullen."
My God.
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