I don't own Twilight . . . obviously.
The next day I woke up with a splitting headache. I think I was under too much stress as of late. I ended up getting out of bed. I didn't want to wallow in self pity for hours on end. I didn't think that it was very healthy. So I got up, showered and put on a pair of jeans and a plain white t-shirt. I began cleaning up my apartment a bit. My garbage can was overflowing, but I was too afraid of leaving the apartment to empty it in the trash cans behind the apartment building. There were too many shadows there and it was too deserted for it to possibly be safe for me to go there.
Sam, bless his heart, came by with two other garbage bags and asked, "Can I take your garbage out back? I don't think it's very safe and I'll be putting up surveillance cameras soon, so until then, I'll be taking out everyone's garbage."
I know that he probably only made that excuse up for my sake, but I appreciated it none the less. Same was a great help to me and I didn't know what I would do without him.
So now that my garbage was gone, I had nothing to really worry about, except getting evicted at the end of the month. Oh well, there's nothing I could do. Maybe Alice will take me in, or maybe Rose. I just didn't want to think about it now though.
I sat down on the couch, after ordering myself some sushi (I felt like mixing it up today) and put a movie in. I put a bag of popcorn in the microwave.
I picked Pride and Prejudice, the one with Keira Knightly. I just loved that movie and it always seemed to calm me down. I looked out the window, and yet again, it was raining, so I figured that I wasn't missing out on much by being inside all day.
My popcorn was done so I sat down on the couch to relax a bit until my sushi came.
After only a few minutes, there was a knock on the door. That was fast. I should order sushi more often. They're much faster than the pizza people.
When I opened the door though, it wasn't the sushi delivery guy. It was Mr. Mason. I immediately became self conscious, yet nervous. I didn't know what he was doing here. And how did he find out where I lived?
"Hi." He said.
"Hi."
We stood there for a few minutes. I know that I probably should've let him in, but I didn't want a stranger in my house. I really didn't know much about this guy, except that he was a business owning hottie who was over six feet tall and had gorgeous green eyes. I met his eyes again, eager to see the beautiful emerald colour. What I saw just confused me though. Instead of him having green eyes, his eyes were a warm golden butterscotch colour. I frowned in confusion, "Your eyes . . ." I trailed off, "Weren't they green before."
He put his hands up to his cheeks, almost self consciously, "No. They were always this colour."
Great, now I was going crazy. What was wrong with me?
We stood there for a few more moments. I saw Sam walking down the hall slowly. I guess he was checking up on me. He gave Mr. Mason a glare before asking me, "Everything alright Bella?"
I nodded again and said, "Everything's fine. Thanks Sam."
Mr. Mason turned and glared at Sam, which I thought incredibly rude. But it seemed like they were having some weird male dominance mental fight thing going on. It was strange.
After Sam disappeared around the corner, Mr. Mason's face relaxed and he turned back to me, "So, I was wondering if maybe I could come in?" He asked.
I stared hard at him for a second. I was going to say no, but I figured that Sam knew he was here, so if anything happened to me, I had Sam on my side. And I'm pretty sure that he's eavesdropping around the corner right now. I think I see his shadow moving around. He wasn't very stealthy.
I opened the door wider and said, "Make yourself comfortable."
Mr. Mason entered my house, taking off his jacket as he went. He hung it up on the coat pegs that were beside my door and he took off his shoes, seeing as how my feet were bare. I led him into the living room and said, "Have a seat. Is there anything I could get you?"
He shook his head and said, "You should sit down too. I would like to talk to you." He motioned towards the space beside him on the loveseat. Instead I took a seat on the recliner. I wasn't comfortable around Mr. Mason yet. I why was he here anyways? It was pretty weird.
"Not to be rude, Mr. Mason, but what are you doing here?" I asked.
Mr. Mason had a faint smile, "You rushed off, and I wanted to say that you still had a job. Besides, being my personal assistant won't be much different than being a secretary, therefore you are still qualified, and I want to hire you."
I frowned, "How do you know where I live?"
Mr. Mason's cheeks tainted pink, "I uh, had someone look you up. I hope you don't mind. But, you just left so suddenly."
I gave him a faint smile. I guess I couldn't really blame him, though I didn't know why he would even want to hire me after all of this. "It's fine. So, you actually want to give me the job?" I asked.
He nodded, grinning widely, "You're the first person that I actually had a good feeling about. I think you'll be great for the job!"
"Great! So when do I start?" I asked grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"Whenever you want!" Mr. Mason said enthusiastically.
"How about we get started today, so that I can get used to all of this and find out what you expect of me." I said.
"Certainly. How about we head over to my office?" He asked.
I nodded then looked down at myself, "Should I get changed?" I asked.
Mr. Mason shook his head smiling, "That's unnecessary. You're perfect as you are."
I looked down at my jeans and t-shirt dubiously. But whatever. I mean, he was the boss. If he said that I looked fine, I guess I could go as is.
I nodded and stood up, "Just let me get my purse."
"Sure."
I headed towards my bedroom and grabbed my purse that was hanging over the corner of the bed frame and quickly went back out to the closet to grab my jacket and shoes. I picked my pea coat so that I looked a bit professional and my black flats.
"Ready?" Mr. Mason asked.
I nodded and I locked the door behind us. Mr. mason motioned to my purse, "You got that back?"
I looked up at him startled, "What?"
He glanced at me nervously, "Oh nothing. I thought that you might've left it in my office yesterday."
I blushed guiltily, "Look, about yesterday. I'm sorry about rushing off like that. I thought that you weren't going to hire me and I just needed to get home."
Mr. Mason just grinned at me, making my heart stop, "Don't worry about it. I understand completely. My un-gentlemanly behavior was part of the reason. I'm at fault also."
"How about we call a truce then?" I asked.
Mr. Mason laughed but nodded, "Would you mind if I drove you?"
I hesitated. I didn't really know Mr. Mason and nobody knows that I'm leaving with him. I blew out a sigh of relief though as I saw Sam walk by. He always seemed to be popping up, "Hi Sam!" I said.
"Hey Bella." He replied.
"I'm just leaving with Mr. Mason. He's my new boss." I said.
Sam smiled, but it didn't seem sincere, "That's great Bella. I'll watch for you when you come back."
"Thanks." I said, leading Mr. Mason outside.
I guess Sam knew what I was getting at. At least Sam knows where I'm going now.
When we got to Mr. Mason Vanquish (an extremely expensive car, it could pay my rent for 6 years) Mr. Mason opened the door for me. I smiled at him as I slipped in. So chivalry wasn't dead.
Mr. Mason drove extremely fast. So fast that I was actually a bit scared. Mr. Mason looked over at me, to make sure I was okay or something and he saw my expression, "Is something wrong Ms. Swan?" He asked.
I just shrugged, "Well . . . your driving is a bit . . ."
Mr. Mason slowed down immediately, "Sorry. I drive like this all the time. It's just habit I guess."
"Well, my father is a police officer. I expect you to follow the rules." I joked.
Mr. Mason chuckled and continued on driving, much slower this time.
When we made it to his office I asked, "What are we doing here?"
"This is my normal schedule. You'll be coming to work with me everyday, so this is where we will be at this time each day."
"Okay." I replied.
Mr. Mason led me up the elevator and back to his office. We saw Felix on the way up. He gave me a weird stare and shrank back towards Mr. Mason reflexively. I didn't like this Felix guy. He gave me a weird feeling. "Bella." He smiled at me. His smile reminded me of James', though I knew that it wasn't James, Felix's colouring was all wrong.
"Hi." I said in a small voice.
"You two have already met?" Mr. Mason asked. He looked kind of agitated.
Felix gave Mr. Mason a big grin, "I met her yesterday as a matter of fact. She's a sweet little thing isn't she?" He asked looking me up and down. I stepped further behind Mr. Mason, "I take it you hired her?" He asked.
"Yes." Mr. Mason replied stiffly.
"Great! That means I'll be seeing her all the time! I can see why you hired her Mr. Mason. Great pick. I wonder what you two will be doing in your office everyday?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. I didn't like the evil gleam in his eyes. He looked like he was up to something.
With that last comment, Mr. Mason stood up to his full height and said in a dominating voice, "I am your boss and you will treat me with such respect. You will also treat Ms. Swan with equal amounts of respect. Fail to do so and you will be out of a job. Do I make myself clear?" Mr. Mason asked.
Felix nodded silently. "Now go make yourself useful. Remind me why I actually bothered to hire a useless piece of crap like you."
Felix's cheeks darkened with anger and he hurried off leaving Mr. Mason and I alone. Mr. Mason looked over to me and noticed that I was mostly behind him. He put a hand on my back and gently guided me forward. Surprisingly, I didn't cringe and his touch. It actually felt calming, soothing even. It was a nice change from my reaction to everybody else's touch.
We made it to Mr. Mason's office without further delay or interferences. He gently shut the door behind him and told me gently to take a seat. I took the same seat that I did yesterday. I noticed that the name plate was still missing from Mr. Mason's desk.
Mr. Mason took a seat behind his desk and dug around in his drawer for something. He handed me what looked to be a PDA. I've never used one before. "This is yours, to organize my personal meetings and business dinners and such. I'm trusting you to keep track of everything that needs to be done. I won't remember to make it to business dinners and such if you don't write it down and you don't tell me. So that will be your first job, to organize the PDA. Don't hesitate to also write down your personal appointments also. It's your PDA."
I looked down at the device in my hand, "Thank you Mr. Mason."
He smiled that heartbreaking smile at me, "Don't thank me Ms. Swan. I know that you'll be perfect for the job."
There is chapter 9! Sorry it's taken me longer to update than usual. School has been keeping me busy and all. Geez, the school year just started and I already am ready for another summer vacation. I must've forgotten how tiresome and time consuming school really is. I've got a busy year ahead of me now. *Sigh*
Anyways . . .
Bella is finally working with Mr. Mason (or Edward). I'm excited to write about them getting closer. Keep reading! I promise that I'll try and update more often. But you know how it is with school, all the homework and tests and stuff. But I'll try my best!
REVIEW PLEASE!
~greeneyes-99 (Nat)
