Thank you guys again for your reviews! I'm trying to write a few chapter's together and keep all of this flowing. It's probably going to be one of those 100+ chapter stories from how short I'm making the chapter's.

Warning: For mature audiences only. Not suitable for children under 18. May contain adult themes, violence, sexual situations and bad language.

All character's owned by Stephanie Meyer.

Alice Brandon: Ashley Greene

James Hunter: Cam Cigandet

Bella

"I didn't realize I had so much shit." I grumbled and pulled another box into the house. Charlie followed me in with a box of his own.

"That's what happens when you just discard it in the garage," he chuckled and sat the box on the table.

Mom was cooking something delicious smelling on the stove and my stomach grumbled. She turned to laugh at me.

"A few more minutes babe and this spaghetti is done," she smiled.

I had been in Jacksonville for a month and no sign of Jacob. I wouldn't figure Edward would even bother looking for me. I figured he was the sort of guy, gun toting or not, that had one night stands all the time.

My father had set me up with an interview down at one of car dealerships down the road. He figured I could put my business degree to work that way. They wanted to see my school paperwork before making anything official but said I had the job. I would be selling high end cars within the week...as long as I could find my degree.

"Think I found it," Dad smiled and pulled out a black folder. He flipped it open.

"Fifty thousand dollar education for a little piece of paper that says 'Bachelor's degree' on it and it sits in a box in our garage."

I grabbed the folder from him and smacked him on the back of head with it and laughed.

"Like you had to pay for it, dad," I smiled.

Mom handed him a beer and he leaned his hip against the island.

"Do you get any discounts at this car place?" Mom asked and slid up beside dad. He put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple.

"Well, they give me a trial car. I drive it around for publicity and they let me drive the car for free. I have to switch out cars every two months. I would kind of like my own car. I thought perhaps once I get some cash stowed away, I could buy a car and only have to use theirs when they ask."

My dad smiled and tipped his beer toward me. "That's my Bells. That's a smart idea." He winked at me and I smiled.

"So, you just run this up there and you're hired?" Mom asked and patted my folder.

I nodded my head. "Yeah, they all ready did all the other stuff and checked my school out. I just have to give them a copy of this and I'm good as gold."

~C~

I'd been working at Hunter's Porsche for about a month and had sealed a pretty decent commission all ready. The customers were mostly old men who didn't think I knew anything about cars. They just wanted to look at my boobs. I mostly tried wearing rather modest clothing but found with the Florida heat I had to wear lighter clothing. Which brings us to the blue dress I had on right now. It wasn't overly tight and rather comfortable with a square cut neckline.

A petite woman walked into the dealership with a red floral headscarf on and black sunglasses that almost swallowed her face. I smiled and walked towards her as she pushed her scarf back and took her glasses off.

"Hello, I'm Isabella Swan, can I assist you?" I smiled and extended my hand. The woman smiled brightly and clasped my hand.

"Yes! I'm Alice, Alice Brandon. I'm looking for something fast and yellow." Her smile beamed.

I chuckled softly and began walking her towards our Porsche show room. "How do you feel about Porsche?" She would fit amazing in one because she was so tiny. She only came to my shoulder.

"I've never had one. I'm looking to trade out of my Cadillac. It's so huge!" She rolled her eyes. "Oh, I love your shoes!"

I looked down at my feet and smiled. "They're-"

"Louboutin's! They make your legs look gorgeous." She complimented me.

"Well, thank you. I prefer my chucks to be completely honest but that wouldn't be very professional."

Alice clutched her chest. "No! You shouldn't do that to your body. A woman with your beauty should only wear heels. In fact, I can set you up with my store. Here," she fished a card out of her purse and thrust it towards me. "This is my card."

The card said House of Brandon and I looked at her with big eyes.

"You're THE designer of Brandon? I love their clothes!" I exclaimed. The black floor beneath us echoed with our steps.

Alice smiled. "Yes." She let out a giggle. Her eyes scanned the show room slowly and she waltzed over towards a bright red 911.

"That's our 911. We can get it for you in yellow if you wish." I walked over to her.

"Leather interior?" She mused and ran her hand over the car.

"A test drive?" She smirked.

"Of course. Let me grab the key card and I'll be right out." I smiled and turned towards the office. My fingers dangled around until I found the correct keys and I walked out towards her.

"Here they are," I said and handed one of the drivers the keys. He nodded at me and went on his way to drive the car out of the showroom.

"So, have you been in Jacksonville long? You don't seem to have the signature tan." Alice asked. We walked towards the doors.

"Um, well, actually I just moved down here from Seattle not long ago. My parents live here."

"Oh, then we must have lunch! I could show you around and maybe we could go shopping?" She smiled.

"That sounds nice. I don't really have much time for lunch. Could we do dinner instead? And I may have to take a rain check on the shopping." I laughed.

"Oh, everyone has time for shopping!" She giggled and got into the car. I got in beside her.

The car shot off at a faster speed than I anticipated and I clutched the side door.

"Wow, this is so smooth! How much?"

"Uh...uh $130,000 for this model..." I breathed out. Alice did a ciruit around the neighborhood and squealed the tires into the car lot.

"I'll take it," she smiled.

"Um, yeah, let me just get you to our loan officer-"

"Oh no, I'll pay cash." She smiled. I nodded slowly and tried to gain my bearings.

I made $1,300 today. Plus, the three other cars I sold earlier this week puts my paycheck around $6,000. Sweet.

The dealership owner swaggered out of his office to shake Alice's hand. James Hunter was indeed a hunter. His eyes always lingered on me and always made me feel uneasy.

"Oh, Isabella? Come here," he smiled. I gave him a stiff smile and walked over.

"This girl right here is going to be my top seller," he grinned and wrapped his arm around my waist.

Alice crinkled her eyes. "I can imagine. So, Bella, I'll swing by when you get off work and pick you up? Ok, great." She smiled. "Can we go sign the paperwork now?" Alice asked James.

He looked down at me and smirked. "Of course. But Isabella, why don't you ever come to dinner with me?" Alice turned around to look at us. I pushed him away and smoothed out my dress.

"I'll be on the lot, Mr. Hunter," I whispered. My skin was crawling with bugs and I couldn't wait to get home and get a shower. James Hunter was so sleazy.

Now, I do have chapter 6 done. Let's put our goal of 25 reviews today and maybe I'll upload it before the end of the evening? ;)