Bella:
One month.
That's how long I've now been unemployed for. It's not that I haven't tried to get a job…I really have. It's just, there aren't any jobs for me to find. I'm not overly qualified to do anything other than teach, and the only school in this town is the one that I quit.
Clever thinking, I know.
Another issue is money. Rose has offered to let me stay with her and Emmett if I can't afford rent, but I won't do that. I don't want to impose on her and Emmett's life just because of my own mistakes.
Anyway, luckily I managed to get an interview at the bar to be bar staff, which should help pay my rent for a while.
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After a quick interview, they hire me and ask me to start tonight. Which is why I'm currently serving the town drunk before most of the people turn up.
All of a sudden, some men in suits walk in, seemingly trying to hide someone.
"Apparently someone has hired the bar for the night," One of the other members of staff, Clare, tells me. I just nod in response, going back to cleaning glasses. Someone ushers the drunk out, and the guy replaces him.
"We don't have to give him special treatment, do we?" I turn around, not catching a look at his face.
"You can treat me however you'd like." Oh. Shit. That'd be Edward.
"Oh, hey, sorry, I'm new here," I ramble. "Do you want a drink? That's stupid; of course you want a drink. Um, what would you like?" Now he probably thinks I'm an idiot and rude.
"A pint of beer and a shot, please. How come you're working here and not teaching English?" Edward asks. I prepare his drinks while replying.
"Uh, I quit," I mumble, not wanting to tell him the reason.
"Any reason?" Edward asks, quickly tipping back his shot. I hadn't noticed it until now, but he has rings around his eyes, probably from lack of sleep, and looks quite sad.
"Jessica slapped me, and Dave, the principal, only suspended her," I sigh when I tell him.
"What? I'm so sorry. Here, buy yourself a shot," Edward tries to hand me some money, but I decline.
"I may not have been working here long, but I do know I can't drink while working. And don't be sorry, it's not your fault," I tell him.
"Why did she slap you?" Edward asks. I really don't want to tell him why.
"No reason…" I mumble, going back to cleaning glasses. As I turn around Edward reaches out and grabs my arm to stop me.
"There has to be a reason," Edward demands.
"Fine. The magazine article, where you're pictured with a 'dull brunette'. Well, she thought you were cheating on her. With me," I explain to him.
"Hypocrite," Edward huffs.
"Hypocrite?" I question.
"We broke up because I walked in on her fucking Tyler."
Oh.
A/N: What do you think of Edward's confession? :O
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