Bella.

I woke up, regrettably, to the sound of my beeping alarm clock. I made an effort to ignore it, to tune out the high-pitched chirping, but it was to no avail. The sound was driving me mad. In an attempt to reach for it with my eyes closed, it fell from the impact of my impatient fingers, and fell to the floor with a light thud.

I groaned.

Sitting up, I rubbed my heavy lids as I tried to clear my groggy head. Sunlight peaked through the slight openings of my dark curtains, illuminating my messy room slightly. Staring into the light so suddenly momentarily blinded me. I spent another five minutes in bed, rubbing my eyes sore.

“I have to go to work,” I told myself, with a yawn. It was more of conviction that it was a reminder. My better judgment was already planning different reasons to remain in bed.

Yesterday had been a total disaster. Not only had the Cullen-boy been exactly as I’d expected– rude and arrogant– but he had also been bold enough to say, “You’re pretty sexy, for a manager,” interrupting me completely when I was in the middle of discussing his schedule. Even so, with the crude comments that he so graciously complimented me with, I had still–somehow– managed to keep calm. I disregarded his disdainful remarks, and kept everything professional… that is… until his verbal flirtations turned physical.

Just as I had finished explaining how everything was run in our company, and given him various documents to sign, the brainless idiot crossed the line! Before he had stepped out of my office, he leaned towards me as if he wanted to tell me something privately. What’s more was that I was foolish enough to fall for it! It was almost as if I allowed him to grab my ass!

I released the large, green pillow that I had been just been crushing, and flung it across the room in aggravation, knocking down almost half of the cosmetics I had neatly placed on the shelf just yesterday.

I sighed again.

‘Disaster’ was an utter understatement. ‘Catastrophe’ seemed much better suited for how yesterday went.

I felt like a total idiot, letting my dominating emotions get the better of me. Well, there was certainly no way that Cullen– I sneered the name– would ever return to Twilight Runway. Not after the way I clobbered him yesterday, anyways.