I was wondering if anyone has heard the New Moon Score on I tunes yet? I did and found it amazing. It made me want to see the movie even more. Can you believe in one day we'll finally get to see what we've be waiting all year for. I'm super excited. Too bad I have to wait till Sunday when my sister comes down because I promised I would see it with her. Maybe she can take an earlier flight. *Looks off thoughtfully. Anyways, here the sixth installment of Totally Irresistible. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter Six

I enjoyed my weekend, staying inside. It was getting cooler and cooler everyday and it was barely August. And spending my time inside I decided to make up the phone calls that I hadn't time to make during the week but before I got around to calling my best friend, my phone rang and his name popped up on the caller Id.

"Hey Jacob," I sang. Jacob always had a way of brightening my day, even if he wasn't actually here.

"Hey Bells, how are things?"

"As if you haven't heard. I know my dad has been spreading the word down at the Rez and you know your dad and Charlie gossip like old women." I chuckled. I had known Jacob Black for years. Since we were kids eating mud pies, back when I was forced to visit my dad for the holidays.

"Yeah I heard, and I hope that you have a good reason I had to hear about it from Emily."

"About that, Jake." I began. " I was just about to call you,"

"Sure, sure," he answered. Jacob was one of those people that was chill about almost everything. He never took himself to serious and sometimes was never serious about anything. It could drive you crazy if you let your self go crazy. I choose the sane road for the most part.

"I was." I insisted. I could almost see him roll his eyes. I knew Jacob better than almost anyone, and he knew me twice as well.

"So tell me about this big paying job,"

"It's great. I love it. And it 's so easy Jake, you wouldn't believe it." I sounded like I child excited about going to a theme park for the first time.

"Yeah Bella, but is it what you want to do," Jacob always looked out for me, even if it was from myself. It could be quite annoying at time, but he meant well.

"Not forever, no but it pays the bills. Plus I really do enjoy it." I assured him. If I didn't, this conversation would never end and I hated to argue with him. He could be sort of childish at times. I let him get away with it few times since he was in fact younger than me.

"Are you sure? I mean-"

"Yes Jacob. I'm sure. But enough about me, how's everything at home?" I changed the subject. I was grateful when he let the subject fall.

"Everything's great. Charlie really misses you. He practically lives at our house now." I sighed. Poor Charlie, I thought. It had been so hard on him when I left, his only daughter and child moving all the way across the country to the busiest city on the east coast.

"I'm sorry,"

"Don't be, he keeps my dad off my back," He sounded appreciative.

"I hope you guys are staying out of trouble, you, Quil and Embry?"

"Actually I think we're worst than when you left ," his tone playful.

"I'm not really surprised," Smiling, I remembered how the four of us use to be totally inseparable over the summer before my last year of college. Jake was still in school, getting his degree in mechanics. He wanted to work on cars, and he was the best mechanic I knew, the only one I knew. I sighed, overwhelmed by the nostalgia.

"I miss you Jake," I hadn't wanted to get emotional but I couldn't help it. This was my best friend. My Jacob, as I called him. We had been through a lot, from childhood play mate, boyfriend and girlfrined and now, best friend. We were never suited to be anything else.

"I miss you too. And who knows, maybe I'll come visits you before the holidays." I couldn't tell if he was joking or not.

"I would really like that," I added. I stayed on the phone with him for a anothe hour, until sleep began to take over. I had to call pretty late in order to assure that he was going to be home seeing as there was a four hour time difference. The weekend was officially over as I slipped into my bed, and tomorrow felt like a good day. Still, who was I to call the shots?

I rolled over begrudgingly when my alarm clock rang. Still half blind and unaware I stumbled to my bathroom where I brushed my teeth and tried to brush the matted curls out of my hair. After fifteen minutes of trying, I gave up and got in the shower. I washed my hair and showered. Today was the start of week two of my new job. A job that was going better than I could have hoped for. Maybe god was looking out for me after all? I dried my hair and did my best to curl it. I applied what makeup I could and left the bathroom.

Rummaging through my closest, I searched through my new pairs of clothes. I finally pulled out a navy blue two piece suit and laid in on my bed. I found this silk beige top that frilled at the neck and hope that it went with the suit. I stepped in front of the mirror and liked what I saw. I had admit that I looked slightly prettier than I might have realized. Then I glanced down at the matching shoes. Alice must have been on drugs when she picked out the shoes for me. They weren't just high heels, they were I new breed of shoe.

It, itself was a simple shoe as I picked one pair up, with a strap across the top of my foot. It was a slightly darker blue than my suit but other that nothing was wrong with it except the five inch heel that held it up. I felt my jaw drop open as I stared at in my hands. How could I walk in that? I couldn't, that's how? Why would Alice even put this here. It had to be a joke. There had to be something else, I thought as put the shoe aside to look around the closet. I didn't see any other shoes that would go with the suit. Then I notice that it wouldn't have matter because they were all ridiculously high. Why hadn't I realized this before because if I had I would have sent them back. I sighed feeling more tried than I should at this hour, I mean I hadn't even started work yet.

Just then my phone rang on my night stand. It was Mr. Cullen's ring tone and I sprung from my place on the floor where I had knelt down to search for a proper pair of shoes.

"Hello," I said pulling the phone to my ear.

"Bella, sorry to bother you but I need your help."

"Okay,"

"I have a meeting at Matheson Enterprises this morning but I left the file at my apartment. Do you think you can run over to my place and grab it for me?" My heart began to beat in my chest.

"Of course, Mr. Cullen. I'd be more than happy too." I was already moving into the action.

"Thank you Bella, you are a life saver." A soon as I hung up the phone I was running. I knew that it would cost me, but I placed the shoes on the my feet anyways. I would kill Alice, if I survived, but right now I had a job to do. Mr. Cullen's meeting was in thirty minutes and I had no time to lose. I couldn't tell you how many times I tripped or almost sprained my ankle trying to get my door but it had to be at least twenty times. I finally made it down stairs after clinging on to the railing for dear life and headed to Mr. Cullen's penthouse. I thought it would have been easier to walk across the flat surface of the hotel lobby but it wasn't. I paid no attention to the people that stared at me. I knew what I looked like trying to scurry towards the elevators. I looked like a fool and was grateful when the doors closed to the elevator. There was only one other than person in the small space and I could tell the he was concentrating on not looking at me. He was also holding back a smile. I was both too angry and embarrassed at this point to care though.

I was in a hurry when I exited, and of course I forgot the way to his room. I spent three minutes trying to find it, and it shouldn't have been that hard seeing as there were only fifteen penthouses on his floor. I finally got into the room and spotted the file on his coffee table. Next to it was a dry cleaning ticket. If I remembered correctly, it was one of my duties as his assistant to pick it up. I grabbed both the folder and ticket and left. I had fourteen minutes before the meeting started when I got into another cab. My feet hurt already but I did realize that in my haste I hadn't tripped again. That was quickly undone as soon I stepped out of the cab. Luckily in New York city no one seemed to care, but I could hear the two girl behind the receptions deck in the lobby of the building giggling to themselves. My face was red when I approached them.

"Hi, I need to know what room is Edward Cullen in?" I asked trying to ignore them.

Spotting the folder in my hands, the women with the blond curls smiled.

"If you to need to get something to him, I'd be more that happy to bring it to him." Her smile was too sweet, too fake. She would do anything to meet Mr. Cullen, I thought.

"No thank you. I'm his assistant so I need to get it to him personal," They both seemed shocked by this. I already knew that I didn't belong but this was my job and I intended to do it as best as possible. She told me the floor and room number reluctantly and I walked away feeling a little smug. And somehow I managed to make it to the elevator without falling on my face. Still I noticed that I was getting looks from some of the people when I entered. I ignored them but I couldn't wait until I reached my floor. I exited hastily and tripped right into someone.

"Ow," I sounded as they caught me.

"I'm sorry, it's these shoes," I stated before I glanced up.

"Bella?" It was Edward Cullen. I had just bulldozed my boss. My face was on fire. And I thought I had been doing so well.

"Mr. Cullen," I took a step back out of his arms, but not before getting a good whiff of his aftershave. Not only did he look like a god in the gray Armani suit, he smelt like one too. I pulled out the folder and handed it to him.

"Here's the file that you asked me to bring," Could this day get any worst? Yes, I thought. So be grateful.

He flipped through it. " Thank you Mrs. Swan." Just then I group of two men and a women approached.

"Edward," The man in the front called. He was handsome, with neatly combed sandy blond hair. The other man had a darker tone to his skin, with pitch black hair. The women was the most noticeable because of her fire colored hair and flawless pale skin. I noticed that she moved very cat like in the tight black pencil skirt and white silk ruffled blouse, a large red belt around her tiny waist.

"Good Morning James," Edward shook his hand. They were similar in height both at least six feet. I felt tiny next to them. Mr. Cullen turned to the other two and greeted them.

"Laurent, Victoria." they both gave slight nods, both acknowledging his greeting but not making any move to shake hands. The man, Laurent still looked pleasant though. As for the women Victoria, not so much, especially when her eyes met mine. I glanced away immediately. James, then glanced around Mr. Cullen at me.

"Who is this lovely lady," he added flashing me a perfect smile. Surly being around so many good looking men wasn't good for my self esteem. Still, my face heated up.

"Oh," Mr. Cullen begin. "this is Bella Swan. She's my assistant." James stepped forward and took my hand.

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Swan." He pulled my hand up to his lips. I was pretty sure that no one kissed peoples hands anymore, but yet my heart fluttered in my chest anyways. He glanced up at me with his hypnotizing gray eyes and I couldn't pull away. I wanted too because it was embarrassing, but I couldn't move. I was still red when they walked away, to begin the meeting. Letting out a deep sigh when they disappeared, I pressed the down arrow button. I needed to get out side where it was cool, I was on the verge of overheating. When I arrived at the office Angela was there waiting on me.

"Bella, there you are," she came rushing over.

"Is something wrong?" I asked putting my stuff down on the desk.

"No, I just got a little worried when you didn't show up this morning."

"Oh, I just had a few errands to run," I said peeling off jacket.

"Wow, I really like that outfit. Who's it by," Angela smiled admiring my clothes.

"Oh a friend of mine made it. I'm sure you've heard about her. Alic-" Just then the phone rang. I eyed her apologetically and I answered the phone.

"Good Morning, Edward Cullen's office,"

"Hey Bella, It's Edward."

"Hello Mr. Cullen," I said eying Angela. "What can I do for you?"

"I need you cancel all of my appointments for the rest of the day. I won't be coming into the office today. I also need you the fax over the June and July spreadsheets," I pulled out a sticky pad and began to write down his instructions.

"Okay, I'll do that right now."

"Thanks Bella." The line went dead and I replaced the phone on it's hook. I sighed back into my chair. Each spread had to be at least two hundred pages. I would have to print them out and fax it over page by page.

"It's going to be a busy morning," Angela chucked as she headed into the break room.

"You have no idea." I stated searching the computer database for the files.

Thanks to Angela I got all five hundred and forty-two pages sent out before nine. But that was least of my trouble. If I had ever thought that this job was easy before I had never been more wrong. It seemed that everyone needed something from me and with Mr. Cullen gone for the day I was the only one who could do the job. Mike and Tyler seemed almost too happy to come up and request some file while Jessica seemed to call me down every five seconds for something she could have gotten herself. I wanted to snap but I kept my calm. It would do no good to lose my temper.

And somehow by five I got it done, and to be honest I didn't really know how. I was just happy it was over. The last thing I had to do was pick up Mr. Cullen's dry cleaning and I could head home. I pushed the key into the door and stepped into his penthouse. I called out for him twice but there was no answer. I glanced around again. The last time I was here I hadn't really had time to take in the huge space that was his home. I wondered what it be like to live in a place like this but I didn't dwell on it for long.

I had never been a materialistic person, shiny appliances and flat screens had never appealed to me. I stood there for a moment trying to find a place to put the freshly pressed clothes. If I put them on the couch he might not see them, so I decided to place them in his bed room. I'd just lay them on his bed and that would be it. I open the door to his bed room that was already slightly opened. The first thing that I noticed was the massive iron framed bed and the gold bed spread that covered it. At first the gold appeared too bold for the room, but then you realized that it matched quite well. The carpet was soft under my feet as I crossed the room to the bed. I laid the plastic wrapped clothes on the bed just when I heard a door open and light flooded the room.

"Bella?"

Hehehe, that was a great place to leave off. Please review!!!