Hi, I'm back! If you are a reader of Uncharted Waters, don't worry I AM working on chapter 10 I PROMISE. I've been so busy with school, I apologize. Anyway, I had a beginning of a story keep playing in my head, so here it is. It's only the first chapter, give it a chance please. Well, I hope you guys like it! Read and Review!!

These chapters will be shorter than my other story, but I'll update faster. SORRY IF YOU GOT TWO EMAILS ABOUT THIS STORY OR COULDN'T READ IT THE FIRST TIME.

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-MissLorraine

BPOV

Here I am desperately trying not to get lost on the unfamiliar roads of Virginia. It's about a million degrees outside, not accounting for the humidity, and my truck has no air condition. Bet you are wondering what I am doing in Virginia without air condition… well right now I feel like dying of a heat stroke. However, I do not have it because I am from Forks, Washington; here for college.

Forks and Fairfax, Virginia are complete opposites. Forks was a small town, Fairfax is huge. The weather is cold and dreary in Washington, while it is always hot and sunny in Virginia, except in the winter I suspect. These are just a couple differences among an endless list.

This will be my freshman year of college and I am so excited! It is a new start for a new life, or at least I hope. High school was not really forte. In fact, I still have my cherry intact. I know, I know, what is a sexy girl like me waiting for? Guys do not really notice me. I am five foot four inches with pale skin, wavy, dark brown hair that reaches where my bras hooks in the back, deep chocolate eyes, and come in at about 115 pounds. What is not to want right?

Well, when I say 115 pounds I am only referring to the bottom half of my body, hips down. My educated guess for my top half would probably be another 40 to 50 pounds. I know what you are thinking… 5'4 about 160 pounds, no wonder I am still a virgin. Well screw you too, rude ass. Ha ha, yeah laugh it up. I am short and fat and practically just roll around everywhere I go. Big girls need and deserve love too! Plus I have always wanted my first time to be with someone special, someone I love, or at least that is what I keep telling myself.

I admit, being shy does not help my situation at all, but I have learned to live with myself.

Now back to me sweating my light layer of make-up off, I am trying to find my best friend Alice's house that she "shares" with her brother, well brothers now, her brothers' fiancé, and her boyfriend; talk about a packed house. I had only been there once before, hence me being lost at the moment, and the place was huge! It is set in the suburb, their parents Carlisle and Esme wanted to keep their children as safe as possible. I still could not believe Alice had insisted on giving me my own "guest room" for whenever we decided to stay over.

Alice and I share a dorm at George Mason University. She has been my best friend since my first at Forks High school at the start of junior year. We met in gym class where I had tripped over air and toppled us both to the ground; me effectively crushing her slight form with my fatness. I remember Jasper, her boyfriend, running over to us and rolling me off. Since my hips are rounder than usual, I rolled further than I am sure he entailed. When we were all standing again, Alice eagerly introduced herself to me and, well, the rest is history.

I call her my pixie stick. She has short, spiky, jet black hair, beautiful face and pale skin, petite body with a very hyper personality. Yes, Alice was very bouncy indeed. She always bounces around, dragging me places; usually the mall, ugh. She insists on squeezing me into clothes that were, in my opinion, made for children and paints my face with make –up while ripping my hair into a new hair style. She calls this a makeover. I call it hell.

Ugh, I can feel the sweat beading between my thick thighs as my upper legs rub against each other. If I do not figure out where the hell this house is soon, I will melt before sun down. Hmmm, maybe that would not be such a bad idea, melting off some fat. It is a good thing my hair is up in a bun otherwise it would stick to my face, my neck, my shoulders, and my back, making me look like a drenched rat. That would be a delightful sight.

I sniffed at my armpits, making sure my deodorant was still doing its job, before turning onto another street. Yep, still smells like freshness and lavender.

That ugly white brick house on my left looked familiar. I started to get excited as I began to recognize the surrounding neighborhood. Five houses down I saw the tan, three story McMansion of a house on my right. Five cars were in the drive way. One of which I had never seen before. The yellow Porsche belonged to Alice, Emmett's Jeep sat next to Rosalie's, his fiancé, red race car, and Jasper's blue Mazda sat next to a silver Volvo. Um… Volvo, did their grandparents come to visit? I snickered to myself at lame joke.

After parallel parking my beast by the side walk, I cut off the engine. Finally here. I grabbed my purse as I tried peeling my sticky thighs from the seat. Perhaps I should not have worn jean shorts, but wearing regular pants in this heat would have been suicidal. Opening the door, I practically slid out; all the sweat making my flubber extremely slipper. Thankfully, and with the doors' help, I landed on my feet. My feet made a little squishy sound as my moisturized feet pushed against the flip flips.

I had not even noticed the man sitting on the shallow stairs in front of the door until I was walking up the path. Who was this guy? Her other brother, who I have never had the pleasure of meeting (or maybe not pleasure after all the stories about him back in Forks) or just another friend? Whoever this was, he was hott. Yes, with a double T. He looked like Adonis himself sitting in his black wife beater and dark jeans. His slim body rippled with the perfect amount of muscles. I could not tell how tall he was, but his long fingers wrapped around the soda can caught my eyes before my gaze traveled to his head. His face was angular with hard planes, his nose perfectly shaped above soft and alluring lips. His eyes looked light and dark at the same time, I could not really see them, I was still too far away. His gorgeous brown, bronze hair fell in handsome disarray just above thick brows and long forehead.

And he was not looking at me. I do not think he even knew I was just five feet away from him now and continuing to get closer. Was I invisible? No, I was the opposite of invisible; if he would have turned his head I would have blocked his entire line of vision. Like I said, I am round. Bite me.

Fine. If he did not want to acknowledge me, I would ignore his sexy ass too.

My nose scrunch as a stench filled my nostrils while I walked up the steps. I took a peek. He was smoking. Gross.

I climbed the top step as I felt a hand smack against the blubber called my ass.

"EEEEP!" I jumped up the last step and whirled around.

The fucker sat in the same position he was in when I walked past; as if he did not have a care in the world and did not just violate me.

"What the hell?!" my voice screeched. I stared at his model hair for a few moments before he finally decided to turn around.

He tilted his head up towards me as he raised an brow, "I just wanted to see if it jiggled."

Now that we were closer, my breath hitched as I saw his green smoldering eyes, burning holes into my fatty tissues. Then I remembered what he had just done and said, my eyes narrowed to slits.

"It does," the fuck gave a smile and turned back around.

Maybe I did not mention this earlier, but I have a temper. A bad temper. As in, anger management temper. I could feel my blood start to boil at the nerve of this man. What kind of pervert was this guy to just touch a strange woman's ass? And he was rude and disrespectful! …to see if it jiggled. HA! I could have just told him that, although it is none of his damn business anyway.

I was livid, I cannot stand rude people. My already heated body scorched. I could feel a fiery blush cover my face and neck as my anger rose. Tears began filling my eyes, just another annoying side effect of my temperament.

Before I realized what I was doing, my right hand flew towards the side of his head. Unfortunately, for him, my fingers had curled in fury. So as it were, my fist flew with force against his head, ricocheting off a couple centimeters from the impact. I smirked in satisfaction, my temper slowly fading.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" He turned to me glaring daggers and rubbing the sore spot.

I tried not to laugh as I raised my eyebrows incredulously at his fit.

"What the hell is your problem?" Yep, he was mad or at least very annoyed.

"Are you kidding?" I scoffed, "What's my problem?" He could not be serious. He touches my ass, yeah okay he is hot but that is no excuse, and he thinks that what… I have a stick shoved up my ass? Like me punching his head was my fault. Idiot.

"Jesus," the bronze haired Adonis chuckled. "You should be happy."

"What?" I asked, very annoyed.

"I'm sure that's the most action that ass has gotten in… well.. ever," he answered smoothly as his fingers turned the soda in his flexing hand while he ran the fingers of his other hand through his thick hair.

Ah, another smartass. Lovely. However, like I said, I have already heard it all. Perhaps reasoning with him would do the trick, "Okay, touch me again and I'll cut your dick off."

Or not.

An amused expression settled on his face. "Oh, kinky," voice dripping with cockiness. "Are you sure you wouldn't want to bite?"

I could feel my eyes involuntarily widen, then narrow again in the next millisecond. "Stupid prick sucker." I channeled the anger to my left hand as my palm pounded against the door. Ten seconds later the door flung open to my pixie stick jumping up and down.

"Bella, you're here!" Alice's smile stretched across her face. "Where's your stuff? Are you alright?" she asked as my facial expression registered and she took a step outside.

"I'm fine," I mumble and waved my hand towards my truck. "My bag is in the cab, I will get it later."

She touched my arm soothingly and I automatically relax. "Oh. I'll have my brother get it."

"No, it is okay. I don't want to bother Emmett." Usually he was having sex with Rosalie, and he would surly make fun of me for not "being able to carry my bag without falling."

Alice smiled as she not so lightly kicked the man still sitting on the steps with the bottom of her little foot. "Edward, go get her bag."

I stared in shocked as Edward swatted at her legs before standing up and boy was he tall. He was not on any steps and I was four steps up and I was just barely even with him. His wife beater clung to his muscled shoulders and hugged tightly to his sculpted abdomen. His jean fit snuggly on his hips and loosely on his legs. The guy was perfect.

It sadden me to see my hips were almost twice as wide as his. Sigh.

"Where are your manners, you little twerp?" he groaned out while walking down the path towards my truck.

"Please and thank you!" she called out after him and giggled. "It wouldn't hurt for you to be a gentleman once in a while."

"That is your brother Edward?" I had to try very hard to keep the annoyance and shock from lacing through my voice.

"Yes, didn't you meet him?" she asked, pulling me inside the house.

"Not exactly. Maybe I should just stay at the dorm?" It was a good suggestion to me. I do not know how long I could stand being in the same house with a gorgeous pervert.

I know it was wrong and my mind was screaming at me. I was attracted to him. My body parts edging me on while my mind protested. Not that it mattered, he would never want me. I was just a joke to him. A fat joke.

"What? No! Why? You have to stay here and that is FINAL!!" Alice rambled as she pulled me further into the living room.

I groaned up to the ceiling. I had a feeling these were going to be a very long two weeks.

AN: Okay so this is just the first chapter. You should give it a chance, but if you really don't like it then don't read it. I'll try to update ASAP, however, I have two final tests in the next week. So please bare with me. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I'll try to answer all questions in the following chapters, if not I'll just reply back to you.

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