Late at night when no one is watching, when no one can see, they share their deepest secrets with each other. Edward Cullen and Isabella Swan are total opposites, they aren't really even friends, but they trust one another for reasons that neither one can explain. He has told her things that no one else does or will ever know! She knows how he is, the things he does and why he does them...but she just wants him to see the beautiful soul he possesses. While she watches him spiral out of control she wants nothing more than to save him! But in order to save someone that person has to want to be saved..He is stubborn and can't see the truth about himself..he just wants the pain to end..can she make a difference before it's to late?
Okay guys this is my very first attempt at fan fic! I usually stick to poetry but I just couldn't get this idea out of my head so I started writing a one-shot and it just got more and more out of hand, so i decided to do a longer story. Once the story spun itself out of control i had to go with it! I hope you all enjoy it! Thanks for reading Oh and just incase you don't already know: I own nothing but the plot and my OC! All else belongs to Stephenie Meyer! No copyright infringement is intended!
2. Chapter 2
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I made my way upstairs with my blush still securely in place on my cheeks. I can't believe I fell asleep on him! How humiliating, but it is typical for me. He didn't seem upset by the fact that it happened, just my apologies. He thinks I apologize too much. I really can't help it though; I don't like doing anything that might upset someone, especially Edward. He will never know how important my time with him is to me.
I crawl into my bed and pull the covers around my body and let sleep reclaim me while my mind stays fixed on Edward. Sure enough he is there in my dreams.
The next morning at school there is lots of talk of the new kids. I make my way down the hall ignoring all the rumors surrounding the new kids. I hate small town gossip. As I reach my locker I notice a small girl fumbling with several papers at the locker next to mine. Her short black hair was flipping in every direction, but looking carefully styled.
I open my locker grabbing my Biology book and my English spiral shoving them in my backpack.
"Hi, sorry to bother you, but I can't seem to find the locker combination on my papers anywhere. Do you think you could help me out?" She asked smiling up at me.
"Sure, no problem", I reply as she hands me the papers.
"It's right here", I say turning to the page with her schedule on it.
"Oh, thank you so much! I'm Alice Brandon by the way, what’s your name?"
"Bella Swan" I reply shifting my feet as the warning bell rings.
"Well, nice to meet you Bella, hope to see you soon!" Alice says before dancing away. I felt a small twinge of loss knowing that soon some clique would claim her and she would not even know I exist after that. I went to class with my head down like always.
I sat reading my notes for biology studying for the test we were having on Friday. I had completed today’s assignment and handed it in early. I needed something to pass the time until I could get to English class. It's one of my favorite subjects; it goes hand in hand with Literature. Yes I know I'm a bookworm, a nerd. I've never fit in with the crowd, but I didn't mind. If all the girls in school wanted to flaunt themselves to everyone, then let them.
I would much rather prefer my t-shirts and blue jeans to their mini skirts and tank tops. If they would rather fail high school than be caught dead with a book in their hands, then so be it. But learning is definitely something I enjoy.
The bell rang and I gathered my things and walked out the door, tripping on the leg of my desk. I caught myself before I could fall, but I heard Mike Newton, who was still in the room, snicker at me.
God is he immature or what? I ignored him and quickly made my way out of the building and into the courtyard like I do every day, and he was there just like every other day.
Walking through to his next class, which is Biology. I don't know why I rush out here every day just to see him. He doesn't even acknowledge me, not at school, never where anyone else can see. It hurt me at first, I couldn't understand why he even wanted to spend time with me if we couldn't be friends.
He explained to me the way he is and I kind of knew what he meant. It would not look good on him, the player trying to seduce and corrupt the loser. Not to mention Matt would flip out. So we keep it to ourselves. That still doesn't stop me from standing in the courtyard pretending to read something or just acting as if I'm on my way to class when really what I do is watch him out of the corner of my eyes.
He is perfect, Adonis himself. His gorgeous bronze hair is always in complete disarray and the color accents his piercing green eyes. His skin is slightly darker than mine, but he's still white compared to most. His soul is the most beautiful part of all. He has a wonderful soul, deep inside him, but he won't let anyone see. He doesn't believe it's there, but I do. I just wish I could make him see what I see.
I like him a lot, probably more than I should, considering he will never like me. I'm not his type for sure. He likes girls like Jessica Stanley, or Lauren Mallory. All the girls which in my opinion do not appreciate him in the least. Not the real him anyway, because they only know the Edward that he let's everyone see. That's the way he wants it, so whatever makes him happy.
I just wish....that he could see. I watch him disappear into the building and then head off to English class.