The Uniform and the Aristocrat

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of it's characters.

Bella P.O.V

I struggled unsuccessfully to pull the stubborn dress up, I widened my eyes as the dress tore all the way down the side.

"Dammit," I cursed.

I rifled through my closet, finding the last maid uniform I had.

Pulling it up, successfully this time, I ran a brush quickly through my hair, and tripping over myself I finally found my way out the door.

I was greeted in the hallway by the other maids, Jessica and Angela, and the Cooks Mike, Tyler, and Eric.

"Hello Bella!" Angela exclaimed, Jessica grinned, and the guys subtly waved.

"Hello," I replied, distracted by the disarray of my uniform.

"You look fine Bella," Mike offered, noticing my expression as I looked at myself.

We all headed towards the Great Hall where we were to meet the Cullen's.

The Cullen's were an extremely wealthy family, the one who had hired all of us, all fiftyof us.

There were butlers and maids, cooks and gardeners, and even someone to take care of the horses.

I took in the Hall, even after working here for awhile it still amazed me.

As did the Cullen's themselves.

There was Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett, Alice, Carlisle, Esme, and of course Edward.

They were all beautiful, and rightfully so, their beauty matched their home.

The original children of Carlisle and Esme were Alice, Emmett and Edward. Alice had married Jasper, and Emmett had married Rosalie. They welcomed them with open arms and now they were all pretty much family.

We all felt extremely insignificant compared to them, their pale beauty, and their confidence.

As stood in a line before them, Carlisle inspected our uniforms, grinning.

"Nothing personal, but if we ever have guests you must look your best" he said.

He stopped briefly next to me, but moved on much to my relief.

I saw the youngest Edward walk down the line as well. He was looking exceptionally handsome today, even more so then usual.

His bronze hair was messy, something only he could pull off and he looked dashing in a straight cut jacket with a pair of black slacks.

He smiled a heart-wrenching crooked smile as he stopped in front of me.

"Hello" he greeted, before moving on.

After he reached the end of the line I heard Jessica whisper to me "Isn't he beautiful?"

I nodded my agreement.

Carlisle dismissed us and I rushed to my job: Edward's room.

"Lucky" Jessica whispered, before I headed up the grand staircase towards Edward's Room.

I knocked on his door, waiting a few seconds before I entered, only to find him shirtless and smiling.

"Hello Master Edward" I greeted, working my way over to his bathroom.

"Call me Edward, please" he replied, pulling a buttoned shirt over his head.

I began tossing his dirty clothes into the hamper I was carrying, attempting not to think about him shirtless. He made it hard though.

He was so muscled, so beautiful, No, Bad Bella! You work for him! I scolded myself mentally as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"So, Bella, how do you like it here so far?" He asked, referring to the fact I had only worked here a week.

"It's nice, we get good quarters, you all are very nice to us, which is rare from what I've heard," I answered, shoving more dirty clothes in.

He smiled that crooked smile once more, and my heart sputtered as I reached for the scrubber and some soap for his tub.

"Would you like me to fill the tub for you, Edward" I offered, accentuating his name now that I could use it freely without the 'Master'.

"No, thank you. I'm already dressed and I really should be heading to breakfast. If you wouldn't mind filling it for me tonight though."

"Of course,"

He stood up and my heart dropped as I realized he was leaving.

"You look nice today, Bella" he complimented as he walked out the door, leaving me blushing, and quite embarrassed.

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Me and Angela checked our schedule for that morning, it was printed on a beautiful piece of thick parchment. It just so happened that we were assigned to clean up breakfast.

I was glad I worked with Angela today instead of Ella or Jessica, who both were nice, but talked a little to much and were better suited to work with each other than me or Angela.

I watched Edward longingly as he sat on the bench just outside the Breakfast Room, he was twirling a flower in his fingers, his eyes closed, looking serene.

As we finished up I noticed Edward get up and walk away. I quickly wiped the table and solemnly walked up to my room.

As I opened the door I noticed the flower Edward had been twirling on my dresser.

I picked it up and read the note underneath it:

A beautiful flower

For a beautiful girl

One who shall always be in my heart.

I held the pink rose to my chest as I flopped onto my bed and giggled happily like a little school girl.

Please RnR.