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Chapter Seven

Alice, Angela, Rosalie and I spent the night watching various chick flicks, from the heart wrenching rendition of The Notebook to the comedic genius of She's the Man.

When Monday rolled around, I was excited for my new job. However, I didn't know what to wear. I don't know how long I stood in front of my closet with a blank expression on my face when the doorbell rang. Emmett's thundering footsteps raced down the stairs.

"Oh, it's you."

"Nice to see you too, Emmett."

"Sorry, Alice. I'm waiting for Rosalie."

"Of course you are," I could practically hear Alice's eyes rolling.

A minute later, Alice entered my room and reached around me to grab items from my closet. Throwing the clothes at me, Alice pushed me into the bathroom to change.

I quickly donned khaki pants and a blue button down shirt. I pulled my hair into a half ponytail as Alice banged on the door, "Let's go! You don't want to be late for your first day of work, Miss Swan!"

I rushed out of the bathroom and down to her car, muttering, "We really need to find you a job."

Alice's tinkling laugh filled the air, "Now where's the fun in that?"

When we pulled up in front of the library, Alice gave me a quick one armed hug, "I'll meet you back here at your lunch time and I'll bring food, okay?"

"Alright," I said, getting out of the car. "See you then."

As I walked into the library, Catherine was waiting for me, "Well, don't you look lovely, Bella! You don't have to dress up if you don't want to. After all, I'm essentially hiring you to read, so you might as well be comfy."

I smiled at her statement, imagining Alice's face when she found out she couldn't dress me up for work anymore.

"You probably know your way around here better than I do," Catherine smiled. "So just take a pen and paper and write down titles you would recommend. If there are any you aren't sure of, feel free to flip through it again or read it for the first time. We won't have much space in the Forks library, so please take that into consideration. Twice a week we'll meet to discuss your choices."

After that, I was left alone in the library, a dangerous and yet comforting place for me to be. The danger lay in the fact that I easily lost track of time. This became evident when I was rereading one of my favorite scenes from Jane Eyre and someone tapped me on the shoulder, making me jump.

"Come on, Miss Librarian-in-Training! It's time for lunch!"

I marked my page and followed Alice outside. She grabbed lunch from her car and I caught sight of the mountain of bags somehow crammed into it.

"Alice…"

"Bella…" she replied, handing me my Caesar salad.

"Where in the world did all those bags come from?"

"From the mall, silly."

We walked over to a nearby bench and sat down. It was a rare day in Forks—the sun was actually out.

"Esme and Carlisle are not going to thank me for getting this job. Where are you even going to put it all?"

"Oh, I don't need to worry about that…"

I paused with a crouton halfway to my mouth. "Tell me you didn't."

"They're work clothes for you!"

"Alice! You know I hate it when you buy me things for no reason!"

She rolled her eyes, "Silly, Bella! They are not for no reason! You have a job at the library now, you need to look the part."

I then proceeded to explain to Alice what Catherin had said.

"WHAT?!"

"So really, you bought me clothes for no reason."

"No, I didn't." When I raised an eyebrow incredulously, Alice continued, "You don't have to dress up, but you can. Besides, what I bought you should be comfy.

Just then, Alice's phone went off. "It's Esme, I have to go. See you later?"

"Sure."

I finished my salad in solitude and went back to work.

A half hour later, I felt the phone Alice insisted I have start vibrating in my pocket. I flipped the phone open and saw I had a text from Alice.

Ugh. Esme told me that her nephew is coming to stay. He's so weird!

I knew of the nephew Alice spoke of, but I had never met him. He wasn't related to Alice; their only connection was through a few marriages. Alice's mother was Carlisle's sister. Obviously Carlisle is married to Esme. The nephew Alice spoke of (for the life of me I couldn't remember his name), was Esme's sister's son.

I quickly sent a reply to Alice, saying I was sorry and she was welcome to stay at my house anytime she wanted to.

The rest of my workday passed quickly. I focused on the books in front of me, barely noticing the flashes of hair I saw pass by me from the slats in the shelves. Brunettes and blondes passed by without disturbing me. Once I even saw a flash of bronze.

At the end of the day, Catherine found me and thanked me for my hard work, telling me I could go home. A surprise waited for me when I walked through the doors. Instead of seeing Alice's shiny, yellow car, I found Emmett and his ever immaculate Jeep.

"Hey there, little sis!" he bounded towards me, a wide grin on his face.

"Hi, Emmett. Thanks for picking me up. Where's Alice?" I asked as he enveloped me in another one of his bone crushing hugs.

"She had to help Esme get the house ready for their guest," he released me. Emmett threw his arm around my shoulders as we walked to the Jeep. "So how was the first day?" he asked, inclining his head towards the library. Suddenly he stiffened and turned around.

Frowning, I turned as well, hearing Emmett yell, "Stop staring at my sister, you creep!"

Through the window of the library, I saw the owner of the flash of bronze hair…he was gorgeous, a living, breathing Adonis. We were too far away for me to tell for sure, but I could have sworn there was a crooked grin on his face before he walked back into the depths of the place I was to work for the rest of the summer.