The building, no the tower before me was unlike any other in NYC. This was a freaking skyscraper of black panel glass windows and modern architecture. It was insanely beautiful.
The front doors slid open electronically as I stepped inside, my small black briefcase at my side and my blue platform stilletos stomping against the marbled floor. I had a tight white button up dress blouse that had sleeves that reached to my elbows and a tight dark blue pencil skirt that reached slightly above my knees. One of the best outfits I had ever worn.
My hair was straight and only pulled back in the front as to not get any hair in my face, I had a tiny bit of eye liner on and some mascara and light pink lip gloss on.
You got this Bella, I had to say to myself as I walked towards the receptionists desk my legs feeling like jell-o.
"Can I help you?" The platinum and obviously fake blonde spoke with her plastered smile.
"My name is Isabella Swan. I have an interview with Mr. Cullen."
Frowning slightly, she looked down at her computer and started typing something in. "They are expecting you on the 26th floor Ms. Swan."
Looking for the elevators I waved her off with a short thank-you and waited beside all the suits in the lobby.
An elevator opened as we all rushed inside and each person pressed their floor level. A young red-headed male looked towards me and spoke, "Which floor?"
"Twenty-six."
It was the penthouse suite. People in the elevator eyed me up and down as if surprised by something or contemplating why I was even going to that floor.
It sure as hell beat me. Somehow as luck or fate or Jasper would have it, I'd be working side by side with a CEO. A girl straight out of college. That is if I passed this interview, which Jasper seemed to think was already a given.
I was the only one left in the elevator as the doors chimed open and I walked into a large room that only housed four cubicles and a receptionist desk.
Walking towards the receptionist desk I started getting a bit more anxious. What if this old guy didnt like me?
"May I help you?" The older woman spoke looking up from round brimmed glasses and smiling kindly.
"I'm Isabella Swan. I have an interview with Mr. Cullen." How many more times would she have to use that line today?
"Ah of course, right this way..." She stood shuffling some papers and I followed her down a hall and passed the recepionist desk and the four cubicles. I noticed that three of them housed young men dressed in suits, and one of them was empty.
The hall led to giant oak double doors, she knocked twice and walked away. "Good luck Ms. Swan." She seemed sincere.
Once she was out of sight and back down the hall, the double doors opened and I gawked in awe and silence at the young man before me.
"I'm Isabella Swan. I have an interview with Mr. Cullen."
He smiled at me crookedly and stared with emerald green eyes. "Of course Ms. Swan, Ive been expecting you." His voice was like velvet.
He gestured for me to follow him inside as he closed the door behind me and walked towards the large circular desk that sat beside the huge panel windows where it seemed you could see all of NYC.
In complete shock I sat in one of the chairs across from him and crossed my legs and then smiled.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Cullen."
He ran his fingers through his tousled bronze hair and tightened his tie as he laid back a bit in his leather swivel chair.
"It is nice to finally meet you TP."
Confusion must have been apparent on my facial expression as he spoke so he elaborated as he flashed me another crooked and perfect smile.
"My brother told me about you. Youre "the princess" he gushes about are you not?"
This was not how I had expected my first interview with a CEO of a company to go, the young man before me was not old, at the moment didnt seem too serious, and it turned out that Edward Cullen was Jasper Hale's brother which confused the shit out of me.
"I'm sorry, brother?"
He pulled out a few papers from a drawer on his desk and began to sign a few things with a silver edged pen he had taken out of his suit jacket pocket.
"It's a long story TP. Jasper tells me you just graduated NYU and were ranked at top of your class, you think youre ready for the big leagues?"
Flustered, I folded my hands. "I dont want an internship based on the fact I'm dating the CEO's brother," I confessed and then stood.
Jasper was in big trouble tonight.
Looking up seemingly shocked at what I had just said, Edward Cullen's eyes glazed with a strange fire. "Take a seat TP. And lets conduct a real interview."
He gave me a weird look, one that said just do as your told. So I did. And we had a real interview. And lord and behold, I got the job.
Sue, Cullen's receptionist escorted me to my new cubicle down the hall from Edward's massive office. I sat on the small leather swivel chair and stared at the Apple screen before me.
"You have your own printer and fax machine right here," she pointed to the right of the desk underneath a shelf that seemed to only house books. "You have your own phone here and this phone is the only one that can transfer calls to Mr. Cullen's office."
I nodded taking it all in. "Lunch is from 12:30 to 2:00 pm. We have a lunch cart and you can order from it from 9a.m to 10 a.m. The menus are on my desk and you hand them to me when you have filled out what you would like. Or you can choose to go out for lunch."
Sue paused for me to nod and continued. "Mr. Cullen requires coffee twice throughout the work day and as the only intern you will do those runs. Have his coffee on his desk promptly at 9 in the morning before he walks in and at 2pm before he comes back from lunch or is finished with lunch."
"And how does he take his coffee?" I asked.
"Black, two sugars."
Once again, I nodded.
"There is a closet in Mr. Cullen's office that houses all of his work suits. Every friday you will send them out with Frankie to be dry cleaned and you are to pick them up Monday mornings before work. The dry cleaners is next door. Frankie is here promptly at 5pm. He will be wearing his uniform."
"Got it."
She smiled. "Any questions?"
I shook my head and Sue walked away as I stared at the stack of papers on my desk she had left behind.
Opening up the filing program I began to type everything up to store electronically for Mr. Cullen. After two hours of non-stop typing, my office phone rang.
"Mr. Cullen's office this is Isabella how may I help you?"
"Come to my office." He said and hung up.
Looking around I noticed that I was hidden from everyone, my cubicle faced the hallway directly, so no one could see what I was doing. Feeling strange, I stood and walked down the hall to the large office and knocked on his door twice.
"Come in," he called as I opened the door and walked inside.
Cullen stood in his perfect figure in a black suit and green dress shirt staring into the NYC skyline with both his hands in his trouser pockets.
"How's your first day of work TP?"
Really wishing he would stop calling me by that nickname I sighed and lied, "Its exciting."
He laughed and turned towards me. "Why business?"
Not understanding the question I walked towards him leaving a few feet of distance. "What do you mean?"
"Why choose to study business and not something else?"
Shrugging I rocked on my feet slightly not sure if to answer the question truthfully or not.
"I wanted to be a baseball player," He confessed and then flashed me a daring smile.
Giggling slightly I looked away, "I wanted to own a production company and make movies..."
His brows raised, "Why not study theatre?"
I rolled my eyes feeling lighter, "What job can you get by studying theatre?"
He walked towards me only a few inches from my face. "You could have been an actress."
"Im not very good at acting."
Not noticing how tall he was I looked up at him as he looked down at me, his green eyes mesmerizing me.
"Knock, Knock," Jasper's voice at the door as he opened it and we took a step back from each other.
"Hey there Bella," He rushed towards me to give me a hug. "How is the first day of work going?"
Giving him the death stare I just shook my head. "Great Jasp. Although you've been holding out on me on a lot of information."
He just shrugged as he walked over to give his brother a bear hug and shake his hand. "Mind if I take your intern out to lunch Edward?"
Cullen looked at me, a mischievous smirk forming on his lips, "I wont mind If I can come with you guys."
The look he gave me sent rushes of heat in places it shouldn't have at that moment. And then the three of us headed out for lunch.
I don't have a set update schedule. I post them once they are written. I'm writing until I get bored... Anyways I don't know if Ill finish this story. Ill try though. Also it's BETA free. If anyone wants to work on this with me shoot me a PM.*