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 ^^^Made by the lovely, twilightOCD (yes I know thats my pen name, duh.) This is pretty much what would happen if I was Bella. Well, not really Bella, just having gotten to Edward first (I always dream of that :P) It's kind of boring at first, maybe to you, but for me, imagining me doing that, is just so exciting. Wow...he's even hotter in person, lol.


2. Chapter 2

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“Excuse me?” I almost screamed.

“Uh, my name is Edward Cullen?” He said slowly, wondering if I was going to murder him.

“You said what?” I screamed.

“Are you okay?” He asked, questioning my sanity. It’s just a…coincidence. Yes, only a coincidence. I thought to myself.

“Um, yeah, sorry,” I apologized, blushing red. When I did, he froze, staring at my cheeks. A sudden breeze blew, stirring up the fallen leaves and whipping my hair around my face.

“Bye,” he said hurriedly, turning and running the other way. Confused, I ran after him, but he was too fast.

“Wait! Come back!” I yelled desperately.

But he was gone when I rounded the corner. I pouted. Why did I always have to scare the guys away? Why couldn’t I pretend to act normal for once in my life?

Dammit! I thought angrily, kicking the wall. And then I was hopping up and down, holding my foot in agony. God, I’m a retard. I released my foot and stomped off to my class in the rain.


Alone, I trudged through the mud to the cafeteria after my Spanish class. It had been a miserable day since the flight of Edward – I giggled to myself as I thought this, it seemed so unreal that there was actually a guy named Edward Cullen, who looks like him, acts like him, and even smells like him (or how I think he’s supposed to smell) – all of my teachers had made me introduce myself to the class, and I ended up getting detention on the first day for being late to Government class. It just couldn’t get better, could it?

I shifted my backpack on my shoulders, and waited patiently as the lunch line slowly crawled along. I bought a slice of pizza, an apple, a bottle of water, and a bag of chips, then paid for the overpriced food and sat down at an empty table. I looked around as I chewed on a bite of pizza, and gasped when I saw them.

In the far corner of the cafeteria, sat five students. One was blonde, a statuesque female wearing a pink blouse and light blue jeans, the one sitting beside her was muscular male with curly brown hair, wearing a black t-shirt and dark jeans. Across from them were two others, a small girl with spiky black hair, wearing a black blouse with sleeves that brushed the table, and extremely dark blue jeans, and the boy beside her was taller, with platinum blonde hair. At the head of the table sat the boy I’d run into this morning, Edward Cullen – I giggled to myself again.

Of course, he was the most beautiful of them all. He had the same bronze hair as Edward in the book, with butterscotch yellow eyes. Such a strange shade, I thought to myself – I’d never seen anyone with eyes like that. And I knew that the others at his table – his brothers and sisters – had the exact same color eyes.

I gathered all the courage I could muster, and stood up, slinging my bag onto my shoulder. I picked up my tray and slowly made my way to the far corner of the lunch room.

“Umm…excuse me?” I asked, standing behind Edward – mental giggle. They all looked up, thinking I might have just been passing by before I got the nerve to speak to them. Edward turned in his chair to face me.

“Oh, hello,” he greeted me with a smile. He glanced over his shoulder to his family, “This is Jessica Miceli, the new girl.” Internally, I scowled. They’d been calling me that all day, some not even having the courtesy of using my name. I was now know as “the new girl” throughout this tiny school.

“Uh, I just wanted to thank you for saving my book this morning,” I said with a shaky laugh. Ugh! I probably sounded like the biggest idiot.

“No problem,” said Edward with a laugh.

Next to him, the girl with the black hair (it’d be more than a coincidence if her name was Alice), froze, and her eyes went blank. This was the look I knew to belong to Alice when having a vision, but I’m sure this girl was just insanely spacey or something.

Edward stiffened, looking over at Ali- the girl and waiting. I saw his jaw tighten, and he clenched his hands into fists.

“Is she okay?” I asked nosily. Shut up, retard! It’s none of your business!

No one said anything. My eyes flickered from Edward, and then to each of his siblings, then to Alice, I mean, his other sister.

Then her eyes returned from their blankness and her muscles slackened. She shook her head as if to clear it, and then all their eyes returned to me. Edward looked up, almost angrily. His eyes held an immense disbelief, and I wondered why.

He then laughed suddenly, an insane, crazy laugh that had me backing up. “Haha, Alice, you are too funny.”