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BeeHive
Esme sits behind her desk and asks me questions about why I want to work here and about my last work experiences. She tries to make this conversation professional but who are we kidding here? She almost doesn't have a choice to give me a job. Not because I'm just that perfect, though I do think that's a mayor plus point, but because we , I mean she, Carlisle and my parents, are friends. And I must say that she's growing on me, especially when our conversation drifts to architecture.
"I just love old Victorian buildings that's why I begged Carlisle to buy this one" she says with a twinkle in her eyes.
"I know right! it is absolutely gorgeous" I say feeling giddy I added "I can't wait to work here and tell people: you know that beautiful Victorian building in downtown Seattle" I looked over at Esme who was smiling full pride. "At least if I came to work here?" I asked with a hopeful tone.
"Of course Bella, you are perfect for the job, when can you start?" I know that they fired someone last Thursday and that they were in need for someone so I answered "as soon as possible" with a smile.
I left the office with a bag where of two sets of work clothing, a contract and my working schedule. Since it was summer I would work full time until school would start in three weeks. I was to help every department a little bit. Most of my fellow workers had a permanent department.
Tomorrow was my first day of work and I was to be here at 7.00 precise. The store opened at 8.30 and because I was new, I had a hour to be showed where very department was, how to get there, learn how to greet people and to behave around customers. All the employees that are not on their fist they are expected to arrive at 7.30.
Well I guess that means no more sleeping till noon for me then, bummer. Oh, well, at least I can make some money. I like money. It's one of my favorite things. Not because I like spending it on ridiculous things like a watch that has the same price as a huge house, but because it gives me a sense of security, I don't know why I feel that way, but I like it.
'The way you move on the floor' Oh, god not Enrique Iglesias. Sometimes when I think of something that is featured in a song, it just pops into my head. I tell you, it's annoying especially if it is not particularly a song that I like.
When I got home and told my parents the good news, I already texted Emmet but for he was working, and they were very pleased with me. I love my parents but very loving they are not. I know they love me and Emmet but they always behave as if they have a stick up their ass. I hope Carlisle and Esme loosen them a bit up.
I set my alarm clock for 7 in the morning and fell asleep.
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