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CHAPTER ONE: CALL ME NEE

(BOV)

It's crazy to think that life is going to school most of your life, then working the rest, and if you're lucky you can maybe retire one day and spend your golden years on a beach in Miami. That cannot be the meaning of life right?

I mean I'm only eighteen and the thought of having to work for another forty years is depressing. I shake my head and try my best to focus back on Mr. Fraser, my English lit teacher. God, it's the last day of high school and this man wants to lecture us about life! I can't even pretend to be interested in his ongoing speech.
I feel my eyes began to flutter, and the sleepiness hits me like a slap to the face.

As if Mr. Fraser can sense that I am no longer engaged he verbally pounces on me. "Bella! Did you hear what I just said?" I plaster a fake smile on my face and try my best to look interested "yes, you were talking about how life from here gets serious."I must have been close to his words because he looks at me for a second longer then continues on with his speech.

Finally the bell rings and the class rushes out and the once silent room becomes almost ear bleeding loud in the matter of seconds. I sigh and grab my stuff and exit the small class room just as fast. I'm really not going to Miss Forks High School, it's been the most boring four years of my life. I exit the doors to the student parking lot and just before I make it safely to my car my friend Esme catches up to me.

"Bella! Bella wait up!" I sigh and roll my eyes before plastering a smile on my face and turning to face her.

"Hey Es, what's up." I say as I off handily get my keys out my purse and wait for what I know is to come. "We are officially done with high school! I'm so excited I just can't believe it, it if feels like we were just freshmen and now we're done! And can you imagine when we get to college! All the new boys!"

I look up at her excited flushed face and I can't help be feel bad for her. I mean don't misunderstand me I'm excited, I'm thrilled to be done with high school. But not for the small minded reasons she is. Esme has always been about boys, we've been friends since freshmen year and I don't ever remember a time where she wasn't chasing after a guy.

So I can imagine how she'll be in college.

I look into her green eyes "Yeah I'm excited too. I really can't wait for the freedom." I say and immediately regret my choice of words. She smiles even larger at me " I know you are! Because your parents are so strict! You're going to be so glade to be away from them." I smile half heartily and say something along the lines of "I know right" and I tell her I'll call her later.
As I drive down the familiar rode to home I can't help but get anxious to be in my room already and drown out the outside world. As I pull up to my family's decent sized house I see that my mother isn't home so I excitedly get out of my beast of a truck and rush into the house.

I bypass the kitchen and all but fall as I run upstairs to my room. As I walk in I smile as I grab my book off my dresser and lay down on my queen bed. As I start to read I can feel the world around me fade. Each page I turn I get deeper and deeper into the world I'm reading. I am no longer Isabella Swan, I am the character I am currently reading.

I am no longer the boring mousy short barely noticeable teen. I am the beautifully built desired woman by a billionaire.
I smile as I get deeper and deeper into the story that I have heard everyone talking about. Her life changed so much so quickly her dull existence become full of bright colors. I liked to think of myself as an independent woman but all the things this man showed her in this book, the life he brought.

The desires he awoke in her was very interesting to read. A part of me wanted to think I'd find a man who really cared for me who was sweet and kind. Another part wanted a man who acted just as rough and mysterious like this billionaire in this book did.

Boys around my age weren't able to show and be consistent with such affection. I rolled my eyes and sat my book down, I took deep breath and closed my eyes.
I can't help but wish that...I can't help but wish I could find someone... Someone who could awaken me.

- WUTIZLYFE -

"Bella! Isabella wake up!" As I jumped up right in my bed the book on my chest fell to my side. Great I lost my place. I rubbed my sleep ridden eyes and looked around my dark room. I stretched my body and felt my muscles pull and lock, as well as hear my joints pop.

My body felt so stiff, God how did I even fall asleep in jeans. I quickly went over to my dresser and pulled on some fitted black Nike shorts and slipped off my t-shirt, a Spaghetti strapped pink baby doll camisole. As I looked over into my vanity mirror I could see my curly hair looked fuzzy and very tangled.

"Isabella Marie!" I rolled my eyes, my mom wasn't a patient person and I'm really surprised she hadn't already came into my room.

"Renee Marie!" I yelled as I ran down the stairs with a smile on my face. I half walked half skipped around the corner to the kitchen where I knew she was and as I stepped into the kitchen my breath all but stopped.

My mother wasn't alone. She stood by the stove with a smile on her beautiful pale face. And all I could think was, who is he? There was a man sitting at the kitten table. He was sitting there with assertion as if he was in his own home.

He had dark sandy blonde hair that was neatly cut but somehow it was still piled on his head. His jaw line was so sharp it was fit for a magazine full of the worlds sexiest jaw lines. Did they even have magazines for that? If not his jaw line definitely would make them create it. He looked as if he hadn't shaved in a day or two but it wasn't all over the place it was really well kept.

I looked lower and all I could see was his very muscular broad shoulders, from what I could tell he worked out a lot because even covered by a very expensive looking black suit and a red tie he looked very muscular. Not like he dabbled in steroid use but like he could maybe be a football player... Maybe. I looked up and finally looked into his eyes, and I couldn't believe how intense they were.

Deep piercing ocean blue. I could feel the goosebumps cover my body instantly. I really wish I put panties on under these shorts because I instantly was soaked. As I looked down at his lips I realized that this freaking Greek God was talking. I looked over at my mom and realized that her mouth was moving as well. Shit. I have to cover myself.

"I'm sorry mommy I'm still trying to wake up from my nap, what did you say?" I said and immediately wanted to cut my own fucking tongue off! What the hell! Why did I say mommy and nap! Now this sexy man is going to see me as some child.

"I was saying that Mr. Cullen is new at the hospital and my car wouldn't start and he offered to bring me home. Wasn't that kind of him?" I looked at my mom and couldn't believe that she was blushing.

"I told you Mrs. Swan call me Carlisle." His voice was strong and dare I say warm and smooth like velvet. I could feel my lower regions automatically react to it even more. What they hell is going on with me!If it's even possible my mother's cheeks had become an even darker red. "Well then you can call me Nee. Everyone else does." What the fuck! No one calls you Nee!

I screamed in my head and rolled my eyes at her obvious flirting. This man made me feel out of place. I mean there I stood in my own kitchen and I didn't know what to do. I didn't know where to look. "I have to say Mrs. Swan on the way to your lovely home when you kept mentioning your daughter 'Belly', the way you went on about her well I thought she was a toddler." He said with humor in his voice.

The fact that he still called my mom Mrs. Swan didn't go by unnoticed...at least not by me.

I looked over at him and realized he was looking over my attire. Hold on... Was he checking me out? I suddenly felt like my shorts were a little too short and maybe my shirt a little to fitted.

I pulled my shorts down a little hoping that it went unnoticed "O she'll always be my baby! Today was her last day off high school though so she'll be leaving me soon." She said with a sad look on her face. "Well umm mom I'm going to get ready to go over Esme's I'm staying over there for the weekend. It was good meeting you Mr. Cullen, thanks for helping my mother."

I smiled and tried to run my hands though my hair. It was a nervous habit of mine, when I realized I had been standing there with a rats nest on my head probably looking like death himself in front of the gorgeous man. I immediately felt my mood sour. Just great Bella... I bet he thinks your bed head is really sexy.

"It was no problem at all Isabella. It was a pleasure meeting you, and please call me Carlisle." I blushed and nodded then looked at my mom she was looking at me with a strange look on her face, but it quickly morphed into a smile.

I turned to leave the kitchen when Mr. Cullen or I guess Carlisle started chocking violently.
I turned to face him and my mom as she almost too quickly started smacking his back with force. "I'm fine, thank you... I uhh well I guess as gross as this may sound, I just chocked on my own saliva." He said, by the way he whispered the words his strong voice and muscular physique almost sounded and looked small.

As I smiled sympathetically at him and turn to leave I heard my mother laughing as she said " don't be embarrassed Carlisle! Bella does that all the time."Great! Thank you mom. I shook my head and ran to my room.

As soon my door was shut I looked into my vanity mirror at my flushed but still pale complexion.

I wasn't sure how anyone could be this turned on from someone's voice and face alone. I quickly stripped off my clothes and went into my bathroom that was connected to my room. I turned on the water and stepped in quickly and I immediately maneuvered my hand between my legs.

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