Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or Thoroughly Modern Millie. I can wish, though.
A/N: How does a chapter a day sound? That's what I did with my last fanfic, and I think it can work for this one. Please tell me your opinion on this!
That night, when Alice got home, I started to look through the paper as I did every night. I was getting completely desperate now. Just as I was about to give up and go to bed, I saw something that I hadn't seen until now. It read, "Now Hiring Personal Assistant for Jacob Black, Editor-in-Chief of Eclipse Magazine." I'd heard of Eclipse. I hadn't read it much because I never had need to, because it was an interior design magazine. I did love reading, though and a magazine was a form of writing, so I decided it would be the perfect job for me right now. I called in and talked to someone about the job and they said I had an interview tomorrow morning at ten.
The next morning, I woke up bright and early, seeming happy, but nervous.
"Hey, Bella," Alice greeted me as she gathered her things, getting ready to head out the door. "Why are you so perky today?"
"I have an interview today," I said, smiling.
"That's great," she exclaimed, throwing her skinny arms around my neck. She jumped away quickly. " I have to go, I have to leave now or I'm going to be late!" she said, grabbing a bagel.
"Alice, it's 9:17, it takes you ten minutes to get to work and you don't need to be there until ten," I said as she headed out.
"I know, but Jasper gets there to open the doors at 9:30, and I want to have him alone for a few minutes. Plus, it shows I have great work ethic," she said running away and shutting the door behind her. I couldn't see how she could run that fast in three-inch heels. I chuckled as I thought about it before jumping in the shower. The warm water calmed me and caused me to get my business face on. I needed this job. I pulled my hair back into a neat bun, throwing on my nicest gray skirt and light purple dress shirt. I walked into the office, arriving five minutes early. I walked to the woman at the front desk.
"I have an interview at ten with Jacob Black about the assistant position."
"Okay, I'll let him know you're here," she said, punching in some numbers on her phone. "You can go sit down over there," she said, pointing to some chairs to my right before speaking into the phone. The chairs were very comfortable, I noted as I sat down. "He'll be right with you," the lady said, going back to her work. This place was nothing like anything I'd seen on Ugly Betty. It wasn't busy and open. There were several rooms down the hall and the front area was decorated very modernly. People weren't running around looking for things that they'd misplaced for the cover or some other photo shoot. Let's hope it stays this way, I thought, hoping that this magazine would be different than what I saw on television. I really didn't want Jacob to be like Wilhelmina Slater. Just then, a man around age thirty busted through the door to my right, right across from where the front desk was. He was clearly Native American, and was quite handsome, I said. Quit it, Bella. You're not Alice, and this is your potential boss! I screamed at myself as I walked over to meet him the same time he walked towards me.
"Well, you must be Isabella Swan," he said, shaking my hand firmly.
"Just Bella, please," I said.
"I'm Jacob Black, as you probably knew, come on over here, step into my office." He led me back through the door to the very back of the office. There was a door at the very end of the hall and he opened it for me to go in first. He stepped behind the gigantic desk and sat down. "Please, sit down, " he said, motioning to one of the two chairs right in front of his desk. I sat down and sat up straight, my legs crossed under me the way Julie Andrews taught Anne Hathaway in Princess Diaries.
"So, Bella, how much experience do you have with a job like this?" Crap. I knew I didn't have a prayer of getting this job.
"None, sir." I paused. "But, I do love to read, and that's what attracted me to this position." Besides the fact that I had no other options, I added mentally. "Really, I love to read and I thought that a magazine would be a good place to work and a good place to plant my roots. I thought I could start at the bottom and work my way up." Mr. Black paused. Here it comes, another rejection...
"You know what, Bella? I like you. You seem like a very nice girl, and I'm the one that makes the decisions around here anyway. You don't have any experience, and that's just fine. This is exactly what we need around here, people that want to get started and work their way up, like in the old days. You got yourself a job, Bella." I struggled to keep a straight face and failed. I smiled like an idiot, not giving in to my urge to scream. I reached out to shake Mr. Black's hand again.
"Oh, thank you so much, sir, you have no idea how much this means to me," I said, still shaking his hand.
"I guess we should talk salary, now, and hours." My hours were reasonable and the same as Alice's. We had lunch at the same time and everything, which was convenient. The salary was a lot less than Alice's but that was expected. I didn't care, though. I had a job, and we wouldn't lose our apartment. Things would still be tight, but we would have a little wiggle room. I would start the next morning, bright and early. I shook Mr. Black's hand again skipping off to tell Alice about my morning.
"Alice, Alice, Alice!" I screamed, rushing over to the cash register at Hale's. I had practically ran the entire way.
"What, Bella, what happened?" she asked frantically, wondering what could be wrong.
"No, Alice, it's nothing bad. I got the job!!!!" I exclaimed. She practically jumped over the counter to throw her arms around me.
"That's great!!!! And it's my lunch time," she said, glancing at the clock. She went to tell her coworkers and we were off again.
"Eclipse, huh?" she said as we walked to our usual lunch spot.
"Yes! And my boss gave me the job after one question! Which was the experience one."
"What?!"
"Yeah, I know. He just said that I looked like a nice girl, and that they needed people who were willing to start at the bottom and work their way up like in the old days."
"Are you serious?" she asked, laughing.
"Yeah. Oh, and I have the same hours as you, and same lunch hour!"
"That's great! So, is your boss cute?" she asked. I was silent.
"Oh, Bella has a little crush," she said, and I began blushing.
"Well, he was nice and he was pretty good looking, but just... not my type."
"What is your type, Bella?"
"Shut up, Alice," I said like I had the day before. Life was going to be so much better now that I had a job.
A/N: This one is longer!!! Yay!!! Anyway, all of you Team Edward kids out there are going "What? NO!" but don't worry. I'm Team Edward and I hate Jacob, so you don't have to worry about any of my stories not featuring Edward. Well, at least my Twilight ones.