Disclaimer~ I do not own Twilight... I just send the characters to camp!!

Chapter 1

Edward POV

"You have got to be kidding me! I though already told you that I am NOT working at your damn summer camp this year!"

I can't tell you how many times I told my father that I wanted this summer off. God, doesn't he remember what it was like to be eighteen?

"Now son, you know that I need the help and with two new junior counselors, I really need you and Emmett to be there. I don't have many people I can trust with this."

Great, he was laying the guilt on real thick.

"Nice dad. Real goddamn nice." I replied.

He handed me the list of senior and junior counselors and the list of campers that would be attending this year. All I could think was: There goes the summer.

I have been working at my dad's camp since I was sixteen. I started out at a camper just like everyone else, all rich, snobby brats. But once I turned sixteen I became a junior counselor, now I am the head boy's counselor for the Volturi cabin.

The worst part of working there is NO girls. I mean, yeah, there are the girl counselors, but their all too willing and there is no chase. I crave the chase and for the last two summers the female counselors have been throwing themselves at me, and it doesn't stop with them… some of the older campers have too. But I don't have a jail wish so those girls are off limits but it won't stop them. They are all crazy.

I hightailed it out of the kitchen as to avoid another fight with my dad, Dr. Carlisle Cullen, the owner of Camp Cullen. The camp for privileged kids. Like those kids need any more people doting on them.

Once I got up to my room I looked over the list I was given. The only good thing about working at the camp was Emmett McCarty; my best friend would be there to suffer with me. Also this year Jasper Whitlock and some other kid named Jacob Black will be the other junior counselor.

Most of the girls were new, I had never met any of them or at least I didn't recognize any of their names… except Tonya Denali. She was listed as a senior counselor along with Rosalie Hale, great a Hale. She comes from one of the richest families in Beverly Hills, they own EVERYTHING. Fucking great.

Tonya has been trying to weasel her way into my family's money since we were fourteen. She says that since we have known each other for years that we should just give in and be together. Sounds good right? Nope… I can't stand her. She has literally been with the entire state of California! The girl is a ho.

I kept reading and came to the two junior girl's counselors. Alice Brandon... never heard of her, and Isabella Swan. Hmmm, Swan, I know that name sounds familiar.

I thought about the name Swan for a minute, and then it hit me. My dad had asked me a couple of weeks ago if I could drive Charles Swan's daughter to the camp. I agreed but that was before I knew he was going to make me stay there to work.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed the keys to my Vanquish along with my bags. I opened the garage door and stared at my beautiful black car before opening the door and sliding into the smooth leather seats. I turned the key and the car purred to life. I hope she likes to go fast, I thought before throwing the car in great and speeding down the driveway.

This summer is shaping up to be shit, but at least I'll have my baby there with me.

It took about an hour to get to the Swan Estate and the guard at the gate just had to give me a hard time. After showing him every form of ID ever invented, he let me through.

As I rounded the curve of the driveway, the massive house came into view. The outside was white and looked old but well cared for. The porch was one of the wrap around ones that encircles the whole house. The estate looked like something out of Gone with the Wind.

I parked my car right outside the front door and jump out. A minute or so after I rang the bell, a smiling older woman opened the door.

"My name is Edward Cullen. I am here to pick up Isabella Swan and escort her to Camp Cullen." I explained to her.

"Yes we have been expecting you." She smiled at me and motioned for me to enter. We shared a few pleasantries the she yelled up the stairs.

"BELLLAAAA!" I jumped at the sound of her voice raised.

She turned back and smiled at me. I heard someone clear their throat; I looked to the sound and saw the most beautiful creature ever I have ever laid eyes on.

Her hair was long and dark brown. Her skin was clear and smooth, and her cheeks were flushed a little with a pink color. But you could tell she wore no makeup. Now that's sexy… I glanced at her lips and wanted nothing more than to kiss them, but her eyes are what caught my attention the most. The color… chocolate brown and they were looking me up and down like I was something to eat. As far as I was concerned she could look at me like that all day long.

I grinned at her and held out my hand.

"Edward Cullen, nice to meet you."

Bella POV

I woke up early; I wanted to go down to the pool for a while before I had to leave for Camp Cullen. My dad convinced me that I should volunteer at the camp that I had spent many of my summers growing up and it would look good on my college application. I didn't have the patience to argue with him so I said yes.

KNOCK… KNOCK…

"Come in." I called.

A short woman in her early fifties opened the door. That would be Malinda, my nanny. I am seventeen years old and I still have a nanny.

My mother died when I was nine of cancer so my dad asked Malinda to stick around and play the motherly role for me and I did love her.

"Isabella, I found that bathing suit you were looking for." She started in her very Italian accent. "I just charged it to you dad's credit card."

She was holding a navy blue bikini, the top piece had the usual triangular cup shape to it but what I absolutely loved about the suit was that it came together in the back in a 'Y' shape and the bottoms had two slit-like cut outs on each hip. It was expensive and I loved it!

"Thanks Malinda, you can just put it there." I told her pointing to the suitcase that I had started packing last night.

"I'm gonna miss you kid." She was almost crying over me leaving. She did it every summer. Then she would throw a big welcome back dinner with Christopher, our head chef.

"Melinda, what are you and Christopher going to do without me for three whole months?"

"Isabella, I will be bored out of my mind dealing with that step mother of yours and Christopher will be annoyed with all her tofu and no added fat dishes that Sue is going to make him cook for your dad." She laughed.

My step mother, Sue Clearwater Swan, was my other reason for agreeing to spend the summer at the camp. My father, known as Chief Swan to the citizens of the Los Angeles, married her two years ago and she seems to think that she is my mother. She married my dad for money and status, I'm sure of this.

Our family is old money on both my mother, Renee, and my father, Charles, sides. When my mom died all of her estate was left to me and my dad. Don't think my dad lets his gold digger wife spend all that she wants because he doesn't. Her allowance is not even and eighth of mine. But it's still a decent amount.

"BELLA!"

I jumped off my bed and ran down the hallway to my dad's study. When The Chief called, you ran; he drilled that into my head from the time I learned to walk.

"Yea dad?" I asked pushing the large wooden door open.

"Come in dear and have a seat." I did. "Bells I need the chauffer, so you won't be able to take the car to camp this summer. But before you get all upset, I have arranged a ride for you. The owner's son has agreed to come and fetch you."

FETCH? Geez, what am I a goddamn dog?

"By you needed the chauffer, you mean Sue needs the car, right?" I was shocked. He had never let anyone use the car over me not even for his own use.

"Bella…"

I cut him off. "I get it dad. Whatever, I have to go finish packing." I stood up and stomped back to my room.

I looked at my watch and realized I wasn't going to have time for my trip to the pool; my ride would be here to fetch me. I rolled my eyes.

I heard the door bell ring and grabbed the bags that Melinda didn't take with her downstairs. I heard him before I saw him, his smooth as honey voice floating up the staircase and surrounded me. I closed my eyes and tried to picture the owner. I pictured sex on legs.

I heard Melinda tell him to wait a minute, she yelled for me and I jumped startled. I practically ran down the stairs.

As I took the last step I could see a handsome man standing in the foyer.

I was wrong… he was a sex god on legs!

His hair was bronze and completely a mess. It had that just rolled out of bed after a night of sex look too it and as he ran his fingers through it all I could think of was replacing his hand with mine. I took in his face, his eyes were like looking at the most expensive and deep emerald that I have ever seen and his lips were turned up into a smirk as he realized I was practically drooling over him.

He held out his hand, "Edward Cullen, nice to meet you."

It took a minute before I could breathe again to answer him, "Isabella Swan, but if your nice I might let you call me Bella." I smiled and placed my hand in his.

AN- Here we go again... read and review!! I really do LOVE reading what you all think of the stories that my insane mind comes up with!