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The Real Reason

18 months…and 4 days prior to the events of Twilight.

I had looked into getting a job on Friday. My only options were, volunteering at a hospital, for like $3 an hour, and working in a shoe store that you just know is getting it's shoes from a sweatshop, for like $7 an hour.

So I did what I always did to make truly life changing decisions (a.k.a. when I have nothing to do, and need to make an unimportant decision). I made a pro-con list.

Hospital:

Pros:

Cons: Bad money, have to be around sick people and will become depressed no matter how good a thing I am doing, Faint at sight of blood

Shoe Store:

Pros: Better money, no blood, will probably just spend 16 hours a week reading

Cons: supporting sweatshops, name of store, Pra-duh! (How dumb can you get?), might run into people I know from school (always a bad thing)

Final Decision: (drum roll) Pra-Duh!

Huzzah!

18 months, and 3 days prior to the events of Twilight.

I just got back from training at Pra-duh! I learned several things today (none of them pertaining to being successful in my new dream job)

"Training" is code word for a full day of work that we disguise as something else so that we don't have to pay you (and we do it with a smile!)

Apparently, a high price, ugly shoe store is a breeding ground for people who will not create loyalties no matter how polite you are and these people also tend to resent you because you have not dropped out of high school yet (and we do it with a smile!)

Aforementioned high priced, ugly shoe stores do not believe in scanners and computers so we use price tags, unhappy employees eyes, and pads of paper (and we do it with a smile!)

Those are the top three things I learned today, and every sentence out of my "mentor's" mouth ended with "and we do it with a smile!"

So, I was already in a crappy mood when I got home, but I had no idea what was coming.

My mom was sitting at the table waiting for me (not a good sign), and Pig-man wasn't there (although a happy day for all, again not a good sign).

"Honey, can I talk to you for a second?" my mom called to me as I walked in,

"Hey, mom," I said as I walked into the kitchen,

"Hi, Bella. How was your training?" she asked. Renee was fidgeting anxiously and that made me even more nervous,

"Uh, it was ok I guess," I replied. Renee had made cookies (another, even worse sign) assumedly to butter me up, but her cooking didn't exactly lend well to bribing, "What did you want to talk about?"

"Well honey, it's about your job," she started. Ooh maybe we won the lottery and I no longer need to save for college (yeah right, those are the hopes of a glass half-full person, and lately I don't got the energy to be half-full)!

"What happened mom?" I asked,

"Do you remember the emergency with Jake a little while ago?"

"Yeah, but what does this have to do with Pi- Jake?"

"Well, you see he, umm, well he…" Renee was stuttering. My mom was not the stuttering type.

"What did he do, Mom?"

" Well, he told me he was in a lot of trouble, a life or death situation, and he really needed money, so I lent it to him. Jake promised to pay me back," she finally tumbled out,

That was even worse than I thought.

"Mom, he works the night shift for minimum wage at a quicky mart. How could you possibly think he would pay you back?" I asked incredulously,

And then she burst into tears.

"Mom, I'm sorry that didn't come out right. I'm sure he will find a way to pay you back," I apologized,

"Oh, honey it's not that! He isn't going to pay me back. Jake left!" Renee wailed,

"Mom, what does this have to do with my job?" I asked, trying to distract her,

It didn't work as well I had hoped. Renee just cried harder.

"Bella, I didn't have enough of my own money to lend him, so I dipped into your college fund,"

Ok. This could be very bad. Or it could be less bad.

"Mom, exactly how deep did you dip in?" I inquired, in a slow even tone. Very few times in my life had I wanted to punch something so badly.

"All of it! I gave him all of it because I thought he could pay me back!" she defended herself, still sobbing,

"All of it! You just gave away 10,000 dollars not to mention how much you gave him besides that?" I couldn't hold it in any longer,

"I though he would pay me back!!" she repeated in a shout. Now she was getting angry.

I spent the rest of the night trying to calm her down. I kept repeating that I forgave her, but I just couldn't. How could Renee have been so stupid!

End Flashback

So there you go. The real reason behind me getting a job to pay for college.

A/N There are two things in this world that I love more than life itself Edward Cullen, and reviews! Unfortunately I will never have my dear little Eddiekins, but you darling readers can give me the second thing!!