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Summary: Certified Genius but awfully shy Edward Cullen used to be bullied in High School. After leaving Forks and everyone behind, he has established himself and is now running the Cullen Robotics Empire. A king needs his queen, and he's always known her to be Bella Swan. AH B/E

Author's Note: Hi, Everyone! This is the first story i'll be publishing on this account. I know there's been plenty of stories about bullied Edward and coming back for revenge but its not really about that in this story. You'll see once we get in a few chapters :)

Hope you can show your support by leaving a review and telling me what you think. The first chapter would be a bit longer than the rest, just so you can have a feel of how Edward Cullen became who he is.

I just want to put it out there that i have no beta and this is me sharing my love for writing so no need to hate on all the errors hehehe.

So read on, people! See you at the bottom ;)

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EPOV (2018): Manhattan, NYC

"That concludes our annual report for the year of 2017." The board and major stakeholders stood up and shook hands. I would say they're all pleased with the return of investment on the new robot we've started selling across the private hospitals of North America, Canada and Europe. Another successful year for Cullen Medical Robotics.

I drank the rest of my morning coffee and decided to join the pleasantries going around me. It was only 9 am and most of these old guys were already planning to get drinks at the hotel lounge at the 5th floor to celebrate.

Cullen Medical Robotics' administrative departments occupied the 10 top floors Cullen Tower while the other 25 floors where a mix of offices, a mall, and a 5-star hotel- complete with the said lounge that housed the widest selection of luxury spirits in New York City.

"You've surprised us yet again, Edward! I know your grandfather would be proud of how you've taken over and expended to the Medical field" Thanks for the heartfelt message old fart.

"Mr. Blims, its all in the day's work. Now excuse me as I have a couple more meetings to attend to" I didn't really have any until the end of the day but anything to get me out of here and into my work lab. I've been dying to upgrade the robotic arm for the next Universal Medical Android or UMA.

After a few more congratulatory hand-shakes, declaration of undying support from a few moneybags, I finally stepped into the glass elevator going up to my office. As my executive assistant Alex, read through my daily emails, I chanced a reflection of myself in the mirror inside the elevator.

My suit, Armani as usual, was tailored to fit my body impeccably. My bronze hair was an organized mess that needed frequent visits to the only barbershop who can tame it. My face was far from what I sported when I was younger, finally growing into the too big nose, ears, and mouth everyone teased me for while growing up. I no longer required glasses after I've invented a Robot that can do a far less invasive procedure than the traditional LASIK, a machine that earned 1st Place at the 2009 Annual MIT Robotics Contest. And even after so many years of not wearing glasses in public, I still get antsy when people stare into my forest green eyes. I was told people were too 'mesmerized' by it, or so my friend Jasper teased.

It didn't hurt that my braces were long gone too.

With a sigh I focused on Alex's voice and gave my instructions here and there. I didn't escape my attention that a woman to my right was giving me weird looks and batting her eyelashes like something was poking it, I wanted to suggest that she visit the company clinic on the 27th floor but figured she would've gone on her own anyway.

I confirmed all details with Alex and off he went to do as required. Alex was my grandfather's personal assistant before his passing 7 years ago and has since worked under my direct command. He was one of my trusted people in the company and one of the first few who believed I could get the Cullen name off the ground after my grandfather's death during my college years.

Settling in my office, I took to finishing some paperwork for an hour before heading to the executive elevators for the rooftop to get to my private work lab at my penthouse. My chopper was waiting for me as usual. The 20-minute drive took less than 5-minutes with a helicopter taking me to the helipad at my penthouse on Madison Square Park. Looking down at the sight below me, it's a relief I don't get much traffic time everyday.

I arrived at my penthouse and went straight to my private observatory floor that housed my laboratory. I lived in the top two floors of a condominium in Madison Square. 15,000 sq. feet of combined luxurious living space and terraces, I've justified the size of how much space I needed to house my projects. One of which was UMA or Universal Medical Android, the most revolutionary modern aid that hit the medical world. It was what put me on the map as a robotics engineer and set the course of my business as well.

Its hard to imagine that I've come this far. I was, after all, a snotty geek who didn't have friends and grew up in the small town town of Fork, WA. My childhood was a dark time but also the catalyst to what I am today. The only happy part was spending time with the only person who accepted me for me, or so I thought.

I reminisced on my past as I started working on the joints that would make UMA's robotic hand more stable and fool proof….

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EPOV (10 years ago): FORKS, WA

"YO! BRACEFACE!"

I hear the whole cafeteria's laughter before I actually smell the unmistakable stench of rotting garbage. Mike Newton has thrown the garbage can and its contents on top of my head, effectively shielding my view from the outside world. And making you smell like Coach Clapp's rotten egg sandwich for the rest of the day.

I was once again the subject of ridicule in this godforsaken school. Everyday Mike Newton and his crew of brainless scum torment me to no end. I'd be happy to just stay behind the shadows until graduation but trouble seems to find me no matter where I go or if I stay away.

None of the teachers seem to mind how the Popular kids bully me and the other unfortunate souls in this school. I've given up trying to convince them my life is a living hell after I saw Principal Greene getting a blowjob from Lauren Mallory (A.K.A head cheerleader) after school hours for the trouble they were causing.

"What a spazz!"

"Look how freakishly thin and tall he is! He's like the tin man with can on his head! HAHAHA"

"Talk about a total loser"

I lifted the garbage can away from my head, dropped it on the floor, and grabbed my school bag and quickly left the cafeteria. I ran towards the boy's bathroom, still hearing the everyone's laughter courtesy of Mike. Can't believe how mean people get….

As the noise was cancelled out once I entered the bathroom, I took in my reflection in the mirror.

By all means, I was a certified loser. My unruly reddish bronze hair was a long mess (even without the noodles and icky stuff thrown in there from Mike's stunt) that went past my chin and was greasy most days. I was too tall for my lanky frame and my glasses were too thick to be considered normal. I wore the clothes my mother thought was decent looking, a long sleeve shirt with a knitted vest, slacks, and dress shoes, because I honestly can't dress myself any better. It was either this or my personal taste of baggy shirts and jeans. She buys me more fashionable or teenage friendly clothes but I never took to wearing them thinking it won't fit my personality.

On top of my not so appealing façade, I was borderline genius too- I was tested to be at the high IQ levels of 170s in fact. School was too easy for me so here I am, a senior at 16 years old. Being the youngest senior in Forks, no one ever approached me. I had no real friends except maybe for the Janitor who I occasionally bring food and talk to. My cousins, Alice and Emmett, lived in Seattle and would come over every now and then to hang. I considered them the only people I can trust aside from my parents and my Grandfather— Edward Cullen Sr. They only come once every couple of months though, they had to keep up with school too.

Sad.

I try to get off most of the trash and stains that clung to me. Trying not to cry as I realize how much of a loser I am as I brush off what I think is a used tissue off my vest.

Being the shy guy I am, it was easy for people to just cast me aside and see me as someone they can use to cheat on their tests, prank, and ridicule. I stayed away from social events and retreated to the science lab to review my findings on blood samples I "took" from my dad's lab at home.

My father is a doctor who pretty much dresses the same way I do. The catch is, Carlisle is no loser in the looks area (as most of the female population of Forks, WA says). He grew out of his geeky nature once he stepped foot in college, something I'm hoping would happen to me too. It didn't hurt that my dad came from a wealthy and highly respected family in New York and had a free pass from the bullying because of the Cullen name. He and my mom, Esme, met while he was interning in Mount Sinai.

My mom came from old money and had a very strict upbringing. Hence, my dorky conservative attire. She was studying to become an architect when they met. They had me shortly after they married and moved to Seattle to venture out on their own and away from High Society and effectively my Grandfather.

Mom found her real calling as an interior designer and had one of the most sought after firms in the country until they decided to relocate to rainy Forks. They believed their 7-year-old son would be better off living in a small town and have a simple childhood rather than the urbanized way in the city and living in a penthouse with nannies. Boy were they wrong!

I finished fixing myself and grabbed my extra shirt from my bag. It always pays to be prepared so I bring at least 2 shirts with me at all times… as well as a couple more in my car.

Hard to imagine what I go thru everyday huh?

For the first time in my high school life, I decided to skip the rest of the day and escaped through the window. I had enough credits in this school to not even finish the rest of the week. Graduation is about 3 days from now and seniors were just passing time before then.

I ran across the parking lot to where I parked my beat up Honda under a tree, away from the rest of the population of the school. Even if we had more money to feed this town for more than a decade, my parents believed that I should be raised in a humble environment and away from the usual luxuries. At least it helped that I was good at any machine related thing, I've lost count on the number of times I had to troubleshoot this thing.

I started the car and sped out of the parking lot as fast as I can in hopes that the teachers didn't catch a red 1997 Honda Accord driven by one hell of a messed up teenager.

I turned on my radio and found a suitable station to listen to for the 15-minute drive home. I stumbled upon our local station who plays acoustic covers from residents around the Olympic Peninsula.

"Hello, People of forks! Next up we have a cover from Bella Swan. We'll be playing a recording of her rendition of Loving you by Minnie Riperton…

Lovin' you is easy 'cause you're beautiful
Makin' love with you is all I wanna do
Lovin' you is more than just a dream come true
And everything that I do is out of lovin' you
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Do do do do do…"

Bella Swan. Sigh

She to me was everything. I had the biggest crush on her since I was young, but being the person that I am, I can never bring myself to come up to her and say a proper hello. PATHETIC LOSER

I often find myself staring at her window, waiting for a glimpse of her—even if I know she'll most likely not be there. She's on her last week in middle school and is an incoming freshman at Port Angeles High and commutes to Forks to see her dad every weekend. My parents and I live in a big house right next to the Chief of Forks, who happens to be Bella's dad. Her parents divorced when she was young so she splits her time between Port Angeles where her mom lives and here.

I guess you could say that Bella Swan intimidated the hell out of me. She was part of the popular circle in her class (or so it seemed like it when I stalked her Facebook, which was the only reason I ever made an account) and it was evident that she's sociable enough to join the junior high cheerleaders at her school.

My mother had invited the Chief Swan and Bella to dinner a couple of times but I always find an excuse to not join them. On the times I was caught faking sick, I would then humiliate myself by stuttering and blabbing and then getting frustrated by it, effectively making Bella think I hate her. I think it was the grumping, and the heavy sighs of embarrassment that really turned her off.

I could never hate such a beautiful creature though! At 14 years old she definitely looks more mature than her age. Curves came early and all the middle school boys were lining up on her front door. She was also a trained singer as her mom teaches Music in a college in Port Angeles. Her father volunteers her to sing for the radio when she's around and people absolutely adore her. Trust me its hard not to as she's the most perfect angel anyone (Says me) has ever laid their eyes on.

I wish I could talk to her before I left for college in two weeks.

Believe me, I've tried harder than I thought possible for someone like me. I even knocked on their front door and anonymously left a box of chocolates for her and some flowers. Too bad the Chief saw it first and ate it as I watched from my bedroom window. I doubt he gave her the flowers too.

One time I even made her a valentine's day card and slipped it in their mailbox. I was a sweaty mess that day…

It read:

Dear Isabella Marie,

Happy Valentines day. It's me Edward, your neighbor. I hope you have a good day.

I even made had a 3D heart that lights up from scratch to go with it.

I then found out Mr. Maker (our creepy neighbor) steals random people's mail. Effectively making Bella fail to receive my simple card. The chief was a little too happy to lock him away for the night for petty theft but never really made a full arrest.

Just my luck.

Before I knew it I was already in front of my house. I parked my beat up car a little further down the road and grabbed my stuff from the back seat. So as to not alert my parents of my presence, I ran towards the back and climbed the ladder I had to get up to my room. Finally landing on the floor of my bedroom, I took off my clothes and took a much needed shower.

2-day old milk was not a good smell for me.

At 3 o'clock I pretty much had nothing to do and decided to read my notes. I wanted to make a good impression at MIT (a school only I got accepted to in the whole senior year of forks… or maybe ever). I chose the to study engineering hoping to one day create something that would put me on the map. If there's one thing I can say I'm confident about, that would be my brain.

Time flew by after that and next thing you know it was the "proper time" to get home.

I climbed down the ladder, bringing my bag with me and quickly ran to the front of the house. I entered the front door, pretending I just got here. I never really do anything like this so I was sweaty even in the damp weather of forks.

"Edward? Is that you, my darling?" I heard my mom call from the kitchen.

As I entered the house, I scanned my surroundings of anything that can indicate that they knew I was home since 1 o'clock pm. Everything was spotless as usual and our modern décor was sophisticated yet homey, a scheme my mom could pull off without a sweat.

"Hi, mom" I greeted as I kissed her on the cheek once I reached the kitchen. I dropped my school bag on the floor and reached for an apple, quickly finishing one in about 5 bites. I forgot I didn't eat lunch so I took another one and quickly ate that too. I was just reach for my 3rd fruit when…

"You seem hungry, son. Didn't you eat the lunch your mother prepared for you?" My dad suddenly appeared asking. He had his eyebrows knit together, reading me like an open book.

I swallowed my apple thinking of a response other than the truth. Yeah, dad. Mike Newton saw me enjoying the chicken sandwich and decided to ruin it by throwing in some rotten garbage.

I shrugged nonchalantly and said "I'm just hungrier than usual today"

"Well you know you could always get some more food in the cafeteria, its nothing like your mother's food but its better than not having anything at all" He replied raising his eyebrows, I'm sure not buying the idea of me eating so quickly like a pig. My dad has his ways of smelling when something was off…or maybe he already knows you've been home for the past 4 hours.

"I know dad but –"

"Oh, Carlisle! Our son is a growing boy. He can eat and eat all he wants." My mom announced. I sighed in relief. Dear mom was too sweet for her own good most days. Other than my hair color and naivety, that was all I got from her as she's as quintessential as they come. And Edward's a dork with greasy hair and the charisma of a goat

"You're right, dear" Dad said. I would die if my parents knew the truth and went to the school to complain. I'm this close to getting out of this place anyway.

"So we're having Pot Roast for dinner tonight. Why don't you boys get ready? I invited Charlie and Bella over. Port Angeles Middle School finished the term early so she got in this morning…" Mom smiled at me as she mentioned Bella. Deep down I knew my mother knows about my feelings for Bella Swan, I guess it makes her giddy because I never really took an interest in anyone.

At that moment I felt like hyperventilating though. Bella's coming to our house in less than an hour and im still my geeky self. I just wanted to stay in my room and observe my lab rats and maybe watch some sci-fi tonight.

Suck it, loser. There'll be a girl in your house and all you wanna do is be a recluse again!

Stop it inner monologue

I sighed and went to my room. I changed into a decent pair of pants my cousin Alice gave me last Christmas. I figured anything Alice bought would be a decent wear. That girl makes shopping an Olympic sport.

I paired that with a black Star Wars shirt with a Han Solo and Darth Vader design that was two sizes too big, making sure it hid my scrawny frame. My thick black prescription glasses completed the look and ta-da! I'm ready for the runaway! NAH LOSER

I gave myself a pep talk as I heard the doorbell ring downstairs. I stood up and went to my dresser and pulled out the secret weapon the ladies would swoon over (well that's what Emmett said). I sprayed a whole lot of Axe on my armpits and even in my pants. I might've put too much because I think I'm getting an asthma attack.

After letting out an exaggerated sigh on how much of a drama queen I was being, I went downstairs to join the "party".

"Edward! Come say hi to the Chief and Bella" Mom called from the front door as they helped Bella and her dad out of their coats.

I neared the group but stopped once I caught sight of Bella and all her beauty. I must've looked like a fish out of water from having my mouth open and close. Not even 10 seconds in and we have a KO, Folks! She was just so stunning even when standing there and curiously (and worriedly) looking at me. She was wearing a gray wool dress, leggings and converse with her hair down in effortless ringlets.

"H-h-hi, Chie-ief. Bel-l-la" I managed to say. They all gave me a sad look. I bowed my head in shame. Why can't I be sociable for once? I'm always a stuttering mess.

We settled in the dining area. My mother has set up the table with her prized china set. She had pot roast, mashed potatoes, some salad, and gravy spread out for us to enjoy. We soon started eating and the adults began talking about town news and other things I can't be bothered to listen to because I'm struggling to not stare at Bella.

She sat across from me and was just eating silently. She managed to send me a smile when she caught me looking and I quickly diverted my eyes to my plate, a bit too quickly that it seemed like I was scowling at her. I could see a small frown form.

"So Edward, I heard you got into a couple of Ivy league schools. Which one did you pick?" I heard Chief Swan say. Everyone's eyes turned to me as I struggled to answer.

I cleared my throat and shakily explained "I chose MIT. Its not an ivy league… b-but I read they have a more hands-on approach than other c-co-colleges" I said without making any eye contact.

"Well that's good, son. I'm sure your parent's are really proud of you" He replied

"Extremely, Charlie. I would've loved it if he went to Harvard Med like I did but we support Edward with whatever he wants to do" Replied my dad. He dreamed of me being a doctor but I'm lucky that he didn't push me to be one for the sake of having a prodigy. Science and Robotics were my passions.

"At least Edward knows what he wants, Carlisle! My Bella here is too talented for her own good and can't stick to one thing" Charlie laughed. Bella blushed so red that I was startled anyone can do that. She was sneaking glances of me and I surprised myself by smiling encouragingly at her. Score for Nerdward!

"Oh I heard your song in the radio earlier. You've gotten so good, love! Your mom must be so happy. Are you still into piano and guitar as well?" Mom asked Bella as she ate a forkful of food.

Bella can play! What a dream it would be if we can do a piano duet…. Dream on, Geek!

"Yes I practice every now and then. Mom's new boyfriend encourages me to practice some martial arts though so I hardly have time to compose or anything" Bella replied shyly. At the mention of Renee's boyfriend, Charlie looked sad but quickly hid it before anyone could notice.

Poor Chief, he hasn't moved on yet

"That's great to hear, kiddo." Charlie said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Dinner continued to be a light affair with the adults enjoying small talk. Bella and I would glance at each other and smile (I'm guessing mine looked like a grimace because of my braces). I guess being a rebel today by skipping class gave me a confidence boost. We cleaned up the table and all settled in the living room for tea and dessert. Mom made pecan pie and everyone sang their praises. Bella and I sat on the rug near the fireplace not really saying anything for a while, just silently eating.

"You're awfully shy, huh?" Bella broke the silence. I looked at her and was stunned with her smile. She's so beautiful…

"Yes, uhhhh, I mean, no…" Stutter away Geekward.

"Its ok, I get you. I think you're cute" She blushed after she said this. I felt giddy and drew in a breath to calm myself and speak properly

"I'm sorry I can't really think straight when I'm around anyone but my parents" I apologized. She shook her head and touched my thin bicep

"Don't be sorry, silly! You're a senior and soon to be college man! You'll get used to talking to people… decent people. I heard the kids who go to forks high can be douchebags. You're so much better than them." I pursed my lips thinking of a reply to that. I wanted to change myself for the better, and be able to open up more to not just her but to other people. But how can I do that when I can't go 10 seconds before embarrassing myself.

"You do know I'm clumsy as hell right? I just laugh it up instead of feeling sorry for myself. Maybe you should to." She was right.

She spoke with such confidence and sincerity that I wish I have the whole night (and the courage) to continue talking to her. We talked about random things, nerdy things, music, food, TV, etc. and for the first time in my life, someone other than my family was making me feel like I'm normal. It felt good to just be myself.

Too soon our time was up and Charlie called Bella to go home.

"Thanks Esme and Carlisle for dinner. You sure know how to make a mean pot roast" he said raising the meat Mom packed for him to take home.

"You're welcome, Chief. Remember to stay away from trouble now!" Dad replied laughing. It was funny though as the only incidents in Forks are limited to tourist related stuff and petty theft.

As mom and dad closed the door, they slowly turned to me with big smiles on their faces….

"Bella's cute huh? Should we schedule another dinner tomorrow" Mom teased while my dad was chuckling beside her. I looked at my parents wide-eyed. "Moooom" I whined as I grew embarrassed and ran upstairs leaving my parents downstairs having a laugh at my expense.

I knew they meant well and not really thought much of it. You're still as red a tomato though.

As I changed into my Mario Kart Pajamas, I chanced a glance at Bella's window.

She's combing her hair, wearing her pink pajamas! Look away quick before she catches you peaking you perv!

But no matter how much I want too turn my gaze away, I was mesmerized by how graceful her movements can be. In that moment I made it a mission to get closer to her and win her trust, and then her heart.

I got in bed and turned off my rubrics cube shaped lamp, hoping to dream about the young brunette who has captured my heart….

Its been a week since graduation (another horrible affair as Mike and his gang were making Fart noises as I read my Valedictorian Speech) and Bella and I have been spending everyday together. I surprised myself, and my parents of how sociable I was becoming when it came to her. I guess Bella really brought out the best in me. I felt accepted when I was with her, she never judged me by my looks, or the way I stuttered. She would throw rocks at my window every morning calling me to come out and play video games with her… My dream girl…

Bella showed me her Karate moves (which were done clumsily if I may add but were adorable nonetheless) and I showed her my hot wheels collection as well as my research on robotic arms. I made her a dancing mechanical flower (which took all night making because I wanted it to perfect) that slow danced to Love bug by the Jonas Brothers. She found me dorky and proceeded to kiss my cheek. She blushed a deep shade of red and my only response to that was to start a tickle fight. Hehe

Mom would invite her over to make cookies and teach her how to bake my favorite cupcakes. I tried not to drool over them (or maybe over Bella) as they frosted them one afternoon. Those were the best days of my life, I almost thought nothing can stand in my way of getting closer to Bella and confessing my feelings to her— she must feel the same way I did to some extent right? Boy was I in for the shock of my young life.

One morning, I was surprised to find that Bella didn't come to my house to invite me to hang out like the past days. I started to feel the dread of losing my short-lived happiness.

I sent her a text message (you have no idea how giddy I was when she gave me her number) asking her to have lunch at my house because mom is making homemade pizza. To say I was getting nervous was an understatement.

Edward: Mom's making pizza. Come over if you want to

Bella: Hey! Sorry my friend is over at my house today. You can come here instead if you're free.

As I received the text, I rejoiced at the invite and hurriedly put on my pants and an oversized sweater and ran downstairs, excited to see Bella and a bit too happy that she wanted me to hang out with her and one of her girl friends.

"Good morning, Edward! Where are you headed?" I heard my dad call from the breakfast bar. My parents were having some oatmeal while being all cuddly and shit.

"At Bella's, Dad. I'll come back for lunch. Bye mom!" It was only 10 am so I had two hours till lunch time. Maybe Bella and her friend (who I'm assuming is visiting her from school) can come and eat. Mom always makes extra.

"Have fun" Of course I will, silly dad! Just seeing Bella made me happy already!

I jogged to Bella's house next door and knocked. I patted my unruly hair, fixed my thick frames, and dusted some lint off my sweater in a pitiful attempt to make me presentable.

"Oh hey, you must be Bella's neighbor! Edwin right? Thanks for entertaining my girlfriend while I was gone for the week, dude." Who was this guy?

My heart fell as I took in the appearance of this… uhh man I guess, in front of me. He was even taller than my 6 feet 2 inches' self but instead of my scrawny frame, he was built like a machine. He was native American and had jet black hair that was tied in a ponytail. He looked like one of the bullies…

"Who are you?" I quietly asked. My new found confidence running down the drain at the sight of this guy.

This can't be happening. She seemed so occupied with hanging out with me and I thought she had some feelings for me too… she can't possibly have a boyfriend after all that..

"My name's Jacob. I'm a junior at La Push High. Anyway, I'm here now. Bella doesn't need you to occupy her time anymore. I'm sure she was getting bored of you anyway" and then he proceeded to shut the door at my stunned face, hitting my nose in the process.

I took hold of my bleeding nose, to stop me from getting a blood cot. I got beaten up enough to know I didn't break it at least…. Truth is, I was actually thankful for the pain as I was sure I'll be crying out of heartache instead. I decided to talk to Bella myself and started to raise my hand to knock when…

"Hey, Jake! Who was at the door?" I heard the muffled sound of Bella's sweet voice from the other side of the door. I stopped mid-way relieved to hear her.

"Oh nobody important, Babe. Let's go make-out on the couch" I didn't stay for Bella's reply to the douchebag and ran away from the house as fast as I can.

I was totally numb as I ran up to my room. I didn't bother to acknowledge my parents when they scrambled out of their chairs to ask me what's wrong. My heart was broken into pieces, i couldn't find it in me to care about anything else.

I locked myself in my room for the rest of the morning. Not thinking of anything but how cursed I was to be this way. The self-pity was pathetic but who could blame me? Bella deserved someone better than this mess of a geek. My parents knocked a couple of times and tried to get me to eat something but figured I would rather be left alone after they heard my pitiful sobs.

I cried harder and snot started coming out of my nose as the most common insults that were thrown at me kept repeating in my head.

"No one cares about you, Geek!"

"Having fun eating in the bathroom stall, Cullen? That's where you belong, you shit!"

"Stuttering loser!"

Some hours later I decided to start packing my stuff for my move in an attempt to block out the pain. I was supposed to do it sooner but I was too happy spending time with Bella…..

I hurriedly packed my stuff into the boxes mom prepared for me. I would leave as soon as the sun comes up the next day. My parents thought I could handle driving to Seattle and stay with my cousins before I left for Massachusetts. My flight was scheduled to leave in 5 days but I'm sure I can convince my parents to move it tomorrow.

Just as i was thinking over my plan, my cellphone rang and I quickly answered, not realizing that i didn't check the caller ID.

oh shit what if it was Bella...

"H-hel-lo?"

"Edward! Its your grandfather. I had an urge to call you today. Is something the matter?" The sound of Edward Cullen Sr.'s voice startled me.

"Grandfather! I have a favor to ask." Though he lived in the other side of the country, my grandfather was the person I called whenever I needed advice about school and the bullies. They'll be working for you in the future, child. Don't mind them. He'd usually say. He lived alone in New York and was bitter about his sons (My Dad and his younger brother Alistair) moving so far away from him.

"Speak, boy" And so I did. I had him agree to take me in before I had to settle in the campus dorms. He'll be sending a car to pick me up in the morning and take me to a private airport where I'll be flying to New York via one of the Cullen Jets. He also informed me to ready myself for one hell of a talk. Whatever that meant…

I still felt down but with a new sense of hope when I came out of my room after packing, checking the wall clock to see that its already 5 PM. The house was quiet and I thought my parents were gone. Figuring it wouldn't hurt to have a sandwich before dinner (given that I hadn't had anything today), I headed to the kitchen. Just before I entered, I heard the hushed conversation of my parents.

"I'm just worried about him, Carlisle" Mom had her face in her hands. It broke my heart to see my mother in that position. I knew she always worried about me, specially when I came home smelling like a public toilet… or the garbage… or rotten eggs after that prank last year.

"He'll grow out of it, Esme. He's such an intelligent boy and he has us." Dad comforted her.

"I know! but the bullies in his class are too much. He's just so much younger than them that's why!" I felt the tears build up as my mom worried over me.

"I always thought this town would be better for us. Turns out our son suffered the consequences of such a small and judgmental population" Dad thought. It hurt that I was the only one standing against their peaceful life in this town. They just wanted to be away from High Society's expectations and pressures. And they found that here; Most of the people here liked them and were friendly… Well except to you, dork

I decided to make my presence known, it's time to set my plan in motion. My parents deserve someone better as their son. At that moment, I made a vow to myself. I'll prove everyone wrong. I'll grow into who I was always destined to be

Everyone in this godforsaken town won't know what hit em'

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Author's Note: Hey! Hope you guys liked that. Make sure to leave a review. Next chapter would be in Bella's POV and how they'll meet again as adults. Will update as soon as I can. Bye for now

xoxo, BOO

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