AN/ I'm not sure how many of you out there will have an interest in this story... I warn you now this is my first Twilight fan fiction I am much more knowledgeable in the harry Potter fanfiction world... Though this idea popped into my head and there was just no silencing it. Damn those plot bunnies when you don't even know if you can do a good job on it. Yes lets get on with the basics...

Disclaimer...

Me: Edward since your always right why don't you tell us who created you

Edward: Carlisle created me I would have thought you already knew that...

Me: I did.

Bella: Edward what she means is that we need to tell the world that she technically doesn't own anything except the plot and that she hardly owns that-

Me: Hey!

Bella: So no one sues her.

Emmett: Your so cute when your all smart like that

Rosalie: AHEM!!

Emmett: Not as cute as you though Rose.

Edward: He's right you are rather cute.

Carlisle: Since no one can seem to stay on topic I shall say it. Stephanie Meyer owns everything because she is very amazing and talented good bye.

Me: THANK YOU Carlisle! Now on with the show!!

Chapter One

I sat in Charlie's police cruiser wishing to be any where but Forks. Fork, forks was a very nice little word for purgatory in my eyes. It was unfit for the saintly and not bad enough for the damned. Yes Forks was my own personal purgatory. I played with the hem of my snow jacket as I watched all the clumps of green move slowly by my window. No I couldn't say I was driving with the fast and the furious. My green eyes stared back at me from my side view mirror. The rain was already showering- excuse me beating down on the white car. The silence in the car was suffocating.

"So um... Edward I found a car for you... Its not really that old..." He knew that I hated going slow it bothered me to the point of near insanity.

"Its okay er- dad I was just going to use some of the money I saved up from life guarding back in Phoenix." I said hoping to god he'd let it go and let me fallow threw with my plans. No such luck.

"No it's okay Edward because I kinda... already bought it..." On the inside I wanted to scream at him and ask why he would spend money on something chances are I was just going to trade in as scrap metal. I knew he was just trying to please me so I sucked up my true feeling just like I had when leaving Renée .(I'm sorry if he seems like a jerk he just really doesnt want to be in Forks)

"Thanks dad that was really nice of you." I gave him one of my smiles and hoped it looked believable.

"Your welcome." I knew he felt awkward around me, seeing as I only saw him very occasionally since I decided I wanted to be home for the summer so I could make some money. Awkward was hardly the word to describe what I was feeling right now. We pulled up the small road to Charlies two bedroom house with only one bathroom for the two of us to share. If even touches my hair gel... I don't know what I'll do... But it won't be pleasant. He began to pull up behind a large orange monstrosity of a truck. Please tell me that's not what I think it is. Oh please. I got out of the car into the unforgiving rain pulling my suitcase filled with all of my clothed. The other five boxes were filled with just my junk. So I'm a heavy packer big deal.

"So do you like it?" he said. Yup it's what I think it is. That orange monstrosity was scrap metal. You hear me? Yeah you with the scratch marks every where.

"Yeah it's great." I smiled. He smiled back at me and went to the trunk to get some of my boxes. I walked to the door unlocking it with my extra hand. The house was not beautiful or was it ugly. It was simplistic but luckily there was not a traces of green. Not that I had a problem with green but I think any more of it and I may go blind.

"You know where your room is right?" He asked nervously. I nodded and put down my bag. He went to go back to the car and get another on of my boxes but I knew that the next one contained my medals and truly I didn't want Charlie to strain himself. Not that I'm bragging or anything but I was a very sports orientated person. I grabbed hold of his shoulder.

"Hey dad why don't you go up and put my other stuff in my room and I'll finish bringing my stuff in. Plus I've got younger legs." I smiled again. I never knew a smile could feel wrong. He laughed and began to bring up my clothes. I turned and began to collect my boxed being carful not to drop any of my possessions. I walked up the stairs to my boring blue bedroom with a queen sized bed, a rolley chair in the corner, a small desk with an ancient dusk covered computer on it, and walls coated in pictures of bands I didn't like since I was ten.

"I'll let you un-pack. I'll go order us some pizza then we can watch the game?" He asked. He seemed to really want me here. I couldn't imagine why because all the times I was here previously I was nothing under depressed to be away from my friends and my figurative friend Mr. Sun. Yes Mr. Sun seemed to hate Forks even in the summer. Though his plan for tonight seemed like a good way to get my mind off this dismal place. Plus there would be pizza! Who didn't like pizza it was gods Italian creation. Perfect amount of cheesy goodness and saucy splendor. Yes pizza was a good thing. I don't quite remember how good it was from here but hopefully they didn't mess with my favorite food.

"Yeah dad that sounds great." I gave my first true smile since I got there. He nodded and went down the stairs leaving me to my thoughts and luggage. The first thing I did was rip down all the posters and chuck them in the garbage. I went into one of the boxes and pulled out a Linkin Park Poster pasting it right above my bed using the left over tape from the poster now lying in the trash. I began to paste up a bunch of the other bands I liked. Many were surprised that I like sixties music. I was just putting all my clothes in my closet when my little silver cell phone went off. I walked to the desk where I left it and checked the caller ID. It was Calvin my best friend back in the sun state.

"Hey Cal." I said trying to sound perkier than I was.

"Yo Ed did you miss us yet?" He sounded happy to hear me.

"Who's we?" I asked cocking a brow.

"The team." He said sounding smug.

"Fun are you guys getting ready to kill the Panthers?' I laughed.

"You bet Ed." He chucked.

"I let it slide once don't try it again." I snapped.

"Ookkaayy EDWARD." He made my name extraordinarily obvious.

"You guys are drunk aren't you?" I shook my head. I was always the driver at the end of a party. I hated not feeling in control. My friends call me a tight ass but I just take it as a complement.

"Yes and its your prudly honor cap-i-tan!" He was laughing loudly into the mouth piece now and it was giving me a head ache.

"Hey guys call me when your not under the influence okay." I rolled my eyes.

"You sound like a freaking commercial for abstinence." A voice I recognized as Riley's screamed out.

"Thank you now go home before you kill yourselves." I closed my phone and rolled my eyes muttering things like morons, going to end up in a coma, baseball team and just kill me. All my stuff was finally unpacked as I went down the stairs to see Charlie just paying for the pizza and walking to that lumpy couch of his. I sat down with him and grabbed a slice from the box. Ah my heaven come to Edward.

Once the game was over I said good night to Charlie and went into my childish room now covered in posters that completely clashed with the room. I went into the bathroom with a pair of boxers and grey sweats and a towel from the hall closet. I began to take of all my clothes. In the mirror I studied my self. I looked nothing like a jock from Phoenix was expected to. I was pale almost albino and my green eyes stood out drastically against my skin. My bronze colored hair was always in a disarray and the six pack I had been working on since I was ten was quite prominent but I was still far to skinny for the amount of food I ingest. All in all I was pretty happy with myself but how would the small population of Forks view me?

I sighed as I climbed into the shower turning the water up high. The heat was very welcomed to my bone chilled skin. Lets just say I wasn't used to the weather nor would I ever be. I hope your happy mother I hope your happy because I'm sure as hell not. Though that's what really matters that my mom was happy. After all she did help me escape this place when I was but a couple months old. The water rolled down my body fighting the chill away like a wolf in a dog fight. Sadly this couldn't last forever and the water was already getting cold. How long had I been in there any way? I climbed out of the shower and dried off my skin which was pink from the heat. I got on my boxers and sweats then brushed through my hair once then letting it fall any which way it decided I would just deal with it in the morning.

I walked and crept beneath the black comforter I had brought from home. I had four blankets on and I was still freezing. I looked over to see that the medium sized window was splintered rendering it incapable of closing. Oh joy this day just keeps getting better and better. I threw the cover over my head and popped the ear buds in my ears hoping to drown out the winds howling with a bit of Good Charlotte.

"The next morning my alarm clock went off and it was still as dark as it had been yesterday. I scowled at the clouds covering my friend. I threw off the covers and gasped as the cold came into contact with my bare chest. I walked to the bathroom with my blanket wrapped around me. I was sure as hell awake now. I pulled out my tooth brush and washed away all traces of pizza breath I tended to like to eat mine with a little powdered garlic. Yeah that's all I needed on my first day here. Oh you know that kid Edward Swan? Oh the one with the really bad breath. Yeah him. No that was the last thin I needed. After that I took a palmful of gel and gently fingered through my hair rendering it some what manageable. I ran my brush through it and walked to my closet to pick out my onsomble for the day. Yes a button up and jeans should do. Maybe even some skater shoes... Yes that would do well. Maybe if I wore a light blue one no one would notice how freakishly pale I was... Nah not going to help.

I ran down the stairs into the kitchen to pop in a toaster waffle, that was basically the only thing I knew how to make and I basically burned fifty percent of the ones I made. I hoped that luck was on my side today because time most certainly not. When they popped up I smother it in syrup scarfing it down as I put the key in the ignition of my beast. Man this would be embarrassing. I ramped the engine and listened to it roar to life. I missed Riley's Cobra. I backed out and almost ran over a rinkly old lady and her little purse dog. I waved a hand in apology and continued my back out.

I was finally here. Forks Highschool the school of the snow dwellers as my friends called them. I threw my grey back pack over my shoulder. It's now or never Edward. I'd prefer never actually. Well to bad because here we go. I walked swiftly toward the school. I found the guidance office easy enough it wasn't really that big a campus. The woman lifted her head to me.

"Hi I'm Edward Swan..." Did I say I'm new here or is that a little obvious already?

"Ah yes we've been waiting for you." Okay was that slightly creepy or was that just me?

"Um... Thanks."

"Here's your schedule sweety. Have a great first day at forks." She smiled at me. I nodded my head and turned out to attend my first class in purgatory.

Well I can't say it was terrible. All the girls were fluttering their eye lashes at me and all the guys wanted to be my friend because I had all the girls. It was a vicious cycle if you ask me. The one that was clinging to me like an annoying leech was Mike Newton. He looked like something out of a bad high school reality show. I was actually quite fond of this guy named Adam from my first period he sort of showed me around but not in the annoying I need to point out every single detail kind of way. Now Adam was escorting me into their cafeteria. It was hardly larger than some of the cafes in Phoenix. My eyes scanned over the small population in it total. I could handle this. Then something caught my eyes. Or rather some people. Some of the most beautiful people I have ever scene.

The five of them sat in a secluded corner of the cafeteria. There were four older looking ones probably older then me. A gorgeous blonde with perfect hair and exact angular facial features. Her arm wrapped around the arm of a huge guy. It made me want to go lift some more weights. And I mean a lot more weights. A very small pixie like girl with spiky hair and the same angular features as the blond. Holding the pixie around the waist was a blonde boy with the same perfect face as the rest. The last one looked bored and looked like she was concentrating hard on something. She was bigger than the pixie like girl but smaller then the blonde. She looked slight and delicate. She had silky brown locks that fell down her back like rivers of liquidized chocolate. Her figure was magnificent as were the rest at her table. The suddenly her gaze turned towards me. What got me were here eyes. They were beautiful. Large and filled with wonderment and...frustration? They looked like doe's eyes so deep and expressive. The darkness of them stood out against her snow white skin. The eyes that spoke for themselves were framed by lush black lashes. She was striking.

"Dude what wrong with you?" Adam asked hitting my arm.

"No-no- nothing." I said putting my head down and becoming interested on my empty tray. He fallowed where my eyes had been looking.

"Ah..."

"What?" I asked lifting my head again.

"You've seen the Cullens." The brunette turned to face us as if she'd heard us. Then she turned back to her friends. I grabbed Adam's arm pulling him onto the lunch line.

"Who-who are the Cullens?' I asked a strange blush coming to my cheeks. I hardly ever blushed.

"They are the most beautiful perfect people in the school." He sighed. "Well their all together. And they live together to. Could imagine how much fun that must be?" He chuckled. I laughed along with him. I had this strange twisting in my gut. "There's Rosalie Hale and Emmett Cullen. And then Jasper Hale and Alice Cullen." He sighed again. I just had to ask.

"Who's the brown haired girl?" I asked quietly. He laughed loudly."What?"

"Nothing... Its just if you want a shot with Bella Cullen than you going to be on a very very very long waiting list my friend." He patted my shoulder lightly then continued laughing all the way to his table.

AN/ Well a couple things. #1. I was really trying and I mean really trying to keep Edward in character because he's just to perfect not to be but its really hard considering he grew up as a teenage boy in this century. So if he still seems a bit off im sorry I tried and maybe you could give me suggestions on what to do better. #2 I tried not to make him too Bella like because that would just be Twilight all over again. #3 There's a lot of foreshadowing in there you just need to look. #4. If you were maybe possibly looking farrowed the Edward/ Bella meeting Im sorry but Im so tired I need sleep but I wanted to get this chapter done so that the plot bunnies wouldn't eat my toes while I slept. 5# Please tell me what I can do better or what you like because that way I can add more of that kind of stuff. #6 Do you want Bella to have a point of view yes or no? 7# Please keep in mind I was very nervous about doing a twilight fanfiction so bash nicely if you feel the need :)