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Hey!! I'm not sure exactly what I'm doing with this, but here goes. If you guys like it, tell me. I'm not sure if I should continue.

Bella

I woke up in a surprisingly great mood this morning, the sun pouring in through the curtains of my bedroom. I stretched my body, and then sat up, throwing the covers off. There was shouting outside, but I ignored it, not wanting anything to ruin my perfect mood.

After performing my morning ablutions, I went downstairs and began to cook breakfast-if you considered brownies and cookies breakfast. I put both pans in the oven at the same time, not wasting any time. I left to the living room, turned on the stereo, and started dancing as I cleaned the house.

When I went outside, my bathing suit in my mother's car, I saw the most beautiful boy carrying boxes into the house next to mine, followed by a little pixie girl, and a very beautiful woman. It was very easy to say that the boy was the most beautiful, and before I could stop staring, he looked at me. My skin flamed, and I looked down, and blushed the brightest red I think I could have possibly turned. My chest heaved with unnatural fear, my head spinning. Now I wasn't so sure I wanted to go swimming anymore.

I tried to race back inside the house, all nervous, tripping on the sidewalk before me. But before I could even fall down, he was there to catch me. Before I knew what I was doing, I embraced him back, liking the feel of his strong arms around me. When I was back on my feet, I looked at him straight in the eye, and stammered like an idiot.

"I'm-I-I-I'm re-really s-s-sorry." I blushed and passed his to walk up the steps to my doorway.

"That's okay," he said. I tripped again, his voice jolting my nerves like some wicked electricity. There was absolutely nothing more beautiful, more amazing more, smooth than his voice. I turned to him.

"I'm really sorry though. I'm such a klutz and I didn't mean to be staring." He shrugged, and smiled.

"What's your name?" He said with velvety smoothness.

"Oh, um, Bella," I answered. He smiled brighter.

"Even your name is beautiful," he whispered. I blushed. I wanted to reach out to him and touch his perfect lips with mine, glide my fingers through his bronze colored hair, and not let go.

"What is your name?" I returned, like I hadn't even heard his comment.

"Edward Cullen."

My nerves jolted. "You're the new doctor's son! I've seen him at the hospital more than a couple of times," I admitted. He laughed.

"Well he was telling me about you, the other day actually. He was telling me how tragic it was how such a beautiful girl has become acquainted with him for the absolute wrong reason. He says you fall too much."

"How right he is." I said, looking straight into his emerald eyes. I took a step closer to him, and he did me.

"Edward! I can't-Oh you so cheated! I said. . ." the little pixie girl that I saw earlier was crossing the lawn shouting a string of expletives at my Edward. My Edward. Ha not likely. She held out her hand to me.

"Hi, my name is Alice Cullen, Edward's twin sister." I took her hand and smiled warmly at her, as she smiled brightly and fun.

"Hi, I'm Bella Swan. I'm an only child unfortunately," I said to them both.

"Oh it's okay. That means we get to be total best friends forever!" Alice chirped.

"I'm sorry if she comes on too strong," Edward whispered to me. I laughed.

"It's okay. I don't really have that many friends. I keep to myself most of the time. Except when Jacob comes over. He's the best."

"Oh well at least you have a boyfriend," Alice happily. I looked at Edward, whose face was expressionless. It made my heart jump.

"Jacob isn't my boyfriend. He's like my best friend. I-I don't have a boyfriend."

"Really? But you're so pretty!" Alice whined.

"I agree, I would have thought someone would have you taken," Edward said. My heart fluttered.

"No," I smiled at him and he smiled back. I ran my fingers through my hair, putting it into a ponytail. It was blazing hot, even at ten in the morning.

"Edward, Alice, breakfast is ready," the woman said from the next house over. She smiled warmly at me. She, too, walked over the grass to my doorway.

"Hello dear, I don't believe we've met. I'm Esme Cullen." I smiled at her.

"Hi, I'm Bella Swan."

"Oh! You're Carlisle's favorite patient. Such a shame that such a beautiful young woman would be hurt so often," she said with a sympathetic smile. "Well, would you like to join us for breakfast?" Esme asked. And totally continue flirting with the hottest guy to ever grace the planet, and continue to be super best friends with the most excited girl I've ever met?

"Sure." Both Edward and Alice smiled brightly. I walked behind Esme as Edward and Alice followed me.

"You can't hog her Edward." Alice whispered.

"What are you talking about? I was only telling her she was pretty. It isn't a crime Alice." Edward retorted.

"Yeah but you have that 'feel'. You like her don't you?"

"I think so." My heart flipped at his word, but I pretended I didn't hear them.

"Good because I think she likes you too." Alice said back. My heart froze. She had to be way psychic to know I felt that way. It was almost impossible to read me.

"I hope so. I haven't felt like this about anybody," Edward said. I smiled to myself not sure what I should have made of that. I was lucky enough that he was even talking to me. He was just about the most amazing boy to grace the face of this planet. I should have felt really lucky that he wanted me. And, frankly, I did.

"Well, Bella, you'll have to excuse the mess," Esme said in front of me. I shot her a perplexed look.

"Your home is wonderful. It's very beautiful," I said truthfully. It was very amazing, but the only thing that caught my eye was the beautiful baby grand piano sitting in the living room. "My mother has a piano like that in the middle of our living room as well, but no one ever plays it. I'm afraid I might be too clumsy to get the fingering right." I walked over it and played a clumsy C scale. Edward walked to me and sat down. He played, with both hands, the C scale in the higher notes above high C. "You play?" I asked softly. Edward simply nodded.

"Yes, when Alice isn't badgering me on the way she looks," Edward said with a smile. "But yes, I do play. More than I should any way."

"Wow, that's amazing. My mother would absolutely love you. She had high hopes for me playing, but I'm always stuck in my room writing."

"You write?" Alice asked. She was leaning against the piano.

"Yeah, mostly poems and short stories though, nothing amazing."

"But that's so great! Do you ever let anyone read what you write?" Edward asked.

"Very seldom. I'm too shy for criticism." I admitted.

"Breakfast is on the table dears," Esme called to us. We all reluctantly stood up from where we had been sitting, and walked to the dining room table. We sat down in silence and began eating the foods on our plates. Every time I looked up, Alice or Edward seemed to have been looking at me. I would blush like a freaking idiot, and then look down to my food.

"Hey Bella," Alice said. I looked up to her, meeting her and Edward's gaze.

"Yeah?"

"Is there a descent mall here?" Alice asked.

"Sure there is," I said. "But I don't spend a lot of time there."

"That, Bella, will change," Alice said. Edward smiled sympathetically.

"Should I be scared?" I asked him.

"Very," He answered. We all laughed.

"Do you mind if you'd show me around a little?" Alice said

"Oh! Of course not. Would you like to leave after breakfast?" I asked

"Sure!" Alice chirped. She turned to Edward. "You can stay here and help mother." She gave him a triumphant smile.

"Well," I said, "If your mother doesn't mind, you can come along as well Edward," I said to him. Edward gave Alice a triumphant smile. Alice pouted. It was so cute how they were fighting over me. So I had to ask. "Who's older?"

"I am," Alice said. Edward rolled his eyes.

"By fifty four seconds. You aren't even an entire minute older than me," Edward said. I smiled.

"Oh whatever. You are such a loser." Alice retorted.

"Alice, that's not a very nice thing to say to your brother," Esme called. I laughed.

"That's what I was aiming for," she called to her mother.

"Alice, be polite. You have company," Esme scolded. I smiled again.

"We are so going to get along just great." I said. Edward smiled secretively at me.

"So, how old are you guys?" I asked.

"Oh we're seventeen." Alice answered.

"So you guys are juniors?"

"Yes." Edward answered.

"Oh. Me too. You guys will like the school even if it is a little cliquish."

"Oh! I hate cliques. I bet you," Alice said, waving her fork at me, "that some preppy blonde voluptuous cheerleader and her muscle for brains boyfriend rule the school. Movies make school so predictable."

"You're right."

"Are there any music programs at your school?" Edward asked. I nodded.

"Yeah. There's one where this dude from Julliard comes down every winter and teaches the piano and guitar majors for the rest of the year, but you have to pay like a gazillion dollars to join. There are only fifteen people who can join, and it's based on auditions and if you can come up with about three thousand dollars for each two weeks. It's amazing though. Each of the students performs at the end of the year recital where there are these people from all these colleges from all around the world. I've heard of some sophomores getting guaranteed places in colleges in Italy."

"Wow. That is amazing," Edward said to me.

"Yeah. It's pretty spectacular."

"Oh are there any classes offered in design and fashion?" I nodded. Her face lit up.

"Yeah. There are four different levels of costume design classes, and there is a college level class, but you have to pay for it. Then they give you the opportunity to go to New York for the summer to work in some boutique, designing for then. You get to bring your own model and have photographers and real designers judge your work. If they like it, you can go to the finals in France, where you'll be able to do it all over again, get like five hundred thousand dollars and a chance to start your own company."

"How do we sign up?" Edward and Alice said together. My heart squeezed. I had only known then for a total of maybe an hour, but they were both really special to me, and I didn't want to lose them. They were already planning to go away from me.

"Bella, I would totally love to do that whole fashion design thing. You could even be my model! You are so hot!" Alice chirped.

"You are so joking!" I almost screamed at her. "How am I supposed to walk on a cat walk knowing there are hundreds of people watching me? In heels might I add? I can barely walk barefoot!"

"Oh Bella, you can't be that bad," Edward assured me.

"If I'm not correct, please correct me, but wasn't it you who saved me from yet another trip to the hospital?" I asked Edward. His lips turned up at the sides of his mouth. My heart fluttered.

"Yes, but it was an accident anyone could have made." Edward smiled. I had to stop and think how to breathe.

"Oh whatever. Can we please just go to the mall. I'm dying in these last season jeans!" Alice exclaimed.

"Don't ever let her catch you wearing something twice," Edward warned. "She'll rip out your throat."

"Edward, I swear to God!" Alice said to him, a threat that hung unfinished in the air.

"How about we go now-Shit!" I jumped up from where I was sitting and ran out of the door so fast; I was surprised I didn't fall.

My house was filled with smoke, the scent of burnt brownies and cookies filled the air. I coughed my way to the kitchen, hastily opening the oven and pulling out both pans of what were supposed to be sweet treats. Oops.

Alice and Edward were both in the doorway of the kitchen, staring at me.

"I guess I forgot," I said.

"Well that's okay! If your house burned down you could totally come live with us!" Alice chimed. I smiled as I looked over to Edward. He was looking pretty hopeful.

"Thanks for that, Alice." I discarded the burned food in the trash, as I put the pans in the sink to soak. I felt there gazes on my back. I turned around to meet both of their smiling beautiful faces. They were going to get so much attention at school the next day; it was going to be ridiculous.

"Well, I'm going to go change. I'll be down in a second." The nodded and I passed them going up the stairs. I reached my bedroom, quickly discarded my clothing, changed my bra to a nicer one, and then put on a pair of jean shorts and a blue spaghetti strap tank top. I slipped into a pair of black flip flops and grabbed my keys and my iPod.

Downstairs, Alice and Edward were talking.

"But what if she doesn't. . . Like me. What if in fact she likes this Jacob person much more than she likes me? She's only known me for an hour, and I've shown more interest in music than her. She has no idea that I think she's a beautiful girl. That I like her enough to actually pay attention to her. I just fear rejection." Edward sounded so soft, so heartbroken.

"Edward, I'm as sure as Christmas is on December twenty-fifth that she feels something toward you. Just ask her out in a few days after you've gotten to know her. I'm almost positive that she'll say yes." I had only known Alice for such a little amount of time, but she knew me way to well. Almost as well as I knew myself and that scared me as much as it warmed my heart. "Meanwhile, I'm tired. When we get back I think we should take naps or something. Don't want that dreadful sickness to come back," Alice said.

I trotted down the stairs, sure as hell was blazing hot, that my cheeks were a bright red color. "Ready to go?" I tried to ask indifferently. They looked up at me, straightening themselves.

"Yes," they said in unison. I smiled.

"I think that's cute. You guys say things together.

"Well, I think it's annoying," they said together. They laughed.

"If you don't mind, Bella, can I drive?" Edward asked. I shrugged.

"Sure. I'll just give you the directions," I said with a sweet smile. They walked before me, over to next door, as I turned to lock the front door.

I followed them as they walked over the grass. Alice and Edward climbed into the car, but Alice was sitting in the backseat, leaving me the front seat next to Edward. I climbed in, nervous as anything. They looked at me as if they could hear my heart beating against my chest. Which I was sure they couldn't.

"What?" I asked them. Edward simply turned away from me, starting the car, and Alice sat back against the seat. They didn't say anything.

This was going to be an odd friendship.

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