Disclaimer: Plot line mine. Twilight characters not mine. You get the idea.
A/N: Okay. This is a story about Bella and Edward. Yes, in the beginning, Edward comes on as... a nerd. He is in this chapter, but that's only because he's flabbergasted. As well as the song, I heard it the other day and the first part inspired me. Don't judge me, okay? Please give it a shot...
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I'll be the one to storm in the castle
We'll be the two of hearts beating faster
'ever you want, 'ever you want, I'm down.
I'll be the one that thinks you adore me.
We'll be the two, the two end of story.
The one that I want, one that I want, I found.
It's your kiss, hey princess.
Hey Princess by Allstar Weekend
"Hey, here comes one of the new girls! Whoa, she's small!"
Rosalie smacked the backside of Emmett's huge head. I snickered, earning myself a 'death' glare. My brother's 'glares' were hilarious... they seriously made him look like a constipated monkey. Jasper looked up at the new girl in surprise. His mouth formed a little 'o', and his cheeks turned slightly pink. I grinned at my best friend.
I looked over at the new girl, and almost laughed. She was so tiny. She looked barely five feet tall, and very energetic. I suddenly thought of her as a pixie; she had small, impish features, a small button nose and dainty, slightly pointed, little ears. Her short, dark hair stopped just above her chin, and was spiked into different directions. Black bangs fell into her piercing greeny blue, mesmerizing eyes. She had a great smile that exposed all of her white teeth, and I found myself grinning back at her. Suddenly, I found myself staring at her clothes. I don't know why, I honestly couldn't care less. But they seemed... cool. For a girl. I'd seen them in Esme's numerous fashion magazines, and they actually looked good. On her, at least.
Jasper just looked lost as he stared at her, his eyes wide. Emmett laughed loudly, and he snapped his jaw shut and looked away. I saw his cheek lifted upwards, almost as if he was smiling too. "Aw Jazz, come on! Go get her!" Em boomed as she walked by our. The girl, and Jazz, turned bright red.
"Emmett, I am going to kill you." My best friend growled, his hands clenched into fists. I stiffled a snicker, staring blankly at the cafeteria door.
Then she walked in.
She was beautiful.
A tiny smile tugged at her small pink lips as she looked around the crowded cafeteria. Her gaze landed behind me, and I turned so I could see what, or more importantly, who, she was staring at. The pixie girl was sitting at an empty table, beckoning towards Beautiful. Soft looking, chocolate brown hair cascaded down her back to the middle, and ended in a mass of loose curls. She had subtle curves, which were brought out by the white summer dress she was wearing. It was sleeveless, held up by two small straps. The fabric hugged her in the right spots, almost as if it was made for her. I started laughing when I looked at her feet. She was sporting a worn pair of black, low cut Chuck Taylors. They seemed so... perfect. So... her.
Her eyes flickered down to mine at my sudden outburst. I gasped, suddenly lost in an orb of brown doe eyes, peeking at me through dark lashes. Then she laughed, a sound between ringing bells and the sound of wind chimes when the wind blows through them. She walked pass me to the pixie's table and sat down.
That's when I knew.
I didn't know how, or for that matter, why, but I knew she was going to be mine.
Emmett booming laughter shook the table. "Edward, you are drooling." He gasped between guwaffs as Rose and Jasper joined in. I hastily wiped my mouth to find a pool of wet, sticky water covering my chin. I stood up and hurried past Beautiful and the pixie's table. I blushed as I passed the two girls and... tripped.
My tray went flying behind me, and I slid into the side of the trashcan. Mortified, I stood up to find the entire cafeteria silent, even the lunch ladies, looking at me. Then, as if choreographed, they simultaneously burst out in laughter. I turned towards Beautiful and almost moaned. Stupid! She was covered in my remaining nachos, staining the white dress I loved so much. With her hand, she wiped cheese off her eyes.
I could see my table behind them, all three of my friends cracking up. "I am so sorry! I tripped over my shoelace and I fell and I am so sorry." I apologized, stumbling over my words. I sounded so stupid. I groaned quietly.
Beautiful just shrugged. "It's okay, it was an accident." Then she looked over at the pixie. "Alice Brandon, I told you I didn't want to wear this dress! But did you listen? Noooo! Now look what happened to your... Vintage whatever!" The pixie, Alice, glared back.
"This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't eaten lunch!" Alice shouted back.
"Well, sorry for not being anorexic!" Beautiful rolled her entrancing brown eyes. I stared at them, my mouth slightly hanging. At least I didn't have drool this time.
"Hey girls," A deep voice said, stepping in between them. "Alice, Bella, knock it off. Obviously, he fell." The deep voice guy smirked at me. "Big deal. Alice, you know you're never going to let Bella wear that dress again." Alice huffed, and crossed her arms. "Bella, here. Take my jacket." He shrugged his black hoodie off, and handed it to Beautiful Bella.
Jealously raged through me, and the deep voiced guy grinned at me. "Thanks Jake." Bella sighed, pulling the jacket on. With an almost silent growl, I stomped off, just like an over obsessive teenage girl on her PMS.
Great.
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"How was school today boys?" Esme called from the kitchen. Emmett laughed as I angrily stomped into the living room. I flopped down on the couch next to my little sister, who was listening in content to her orange iPod.
"Edward is in one of his moods." Emmett snickered, walking into the kitchen. "He saw a girl today, and he spilled nachos on her. Then this guy came and gave her his jacket. The look on his face was priceless... I wish I had a video camera."
"Edward met a girl?" Esme squealed. I muttered under my breath, spinning around to glare at them. Em just laughed, reaching into the fridge. "Aw Edward, I'm sorry." She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling me into a hug.
Aly smirked, her blue eyes twinkling. She pulled her earphones out, and stared at me. "Edward got a girlfriend?" Aly laughed, her head falling backwards. "Now this is something I can't wait to see."
"Shut up Alyson." I demanded, narrowing my eyes at her.
"Edward," Carlisle scolded, walking into the room. "Be nice to your sister." He fixed his tie, walking into the kitchen.
"Yeah, Edward be nice." Aly grinned, raising one of her eyebrows.
My sister. Yeah. Not my flesh in blood sister, but more like my 'adopted' sister. Emmett was Esme and Carlisle's real child. After he was born, Esme found out she couldn't have anymore children. So she brought Alyson and me into the picture. They adopted us at the same time, but an obvious age difference. At the time, I had been the fragile age of nine, Aly the age of six. But the three of us, Em, Aly, and I, got along okay. That's what made Esme and Carlisle happy.
"Whatever Aly." She grinned, her light brown hair falling over her face. I rolled my eyes, but couldn't resist smiling back.
"Hey Edward, I need you to drive me to the movies tomorrow. Is that okay?" Aly asked, suddenly unable to look at me in the eye. I raised my eyebrows.
"Sure. What are you going to see and with whom, might I ask?" I questioned, my mouth turning up in a sly grin.
"My friend. We're going to see Vampires Suck."
Emmett leaned over the couch, his head next to mine. He wiggled his eyebrows, his face turned into an ever familiar smirk. "A friend? Not friends?" He caught on to the plural.
She flushed darkly, hiding behind her hair. "Yes, a friend. He's nice. We're going to the movies and getting popcorn. You do that with Jasper don't you?"
"Wait... he?" Em said, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head. "Who is he and what's his name? If he hurts my baby sis, he is soo dead!" Esme snickered from behind us as Emmett and I went into overprotective brother mode.
"Yeah, Alyson, you are way to young to date!" I snapped, my hands clenched into fists. "What is his name?"
"Calm down guys." Aly said, waving it off. "Mom and Dad already covered it. It's fine. His name is Cameron by the way. He goes to our school. He's sixteen." She shrugged, standing up.
We gaped at her, our eyes glued to her face. "Sixteen?" We raged, following her. "Sixteen!"
"Big deal." Aly rolled her eyes. "One year difference; I am turning fifteen in a few weeks. He's really nice. You'd like him." She pulled out a cup from the cupboard and grabbed a can of orange juice.
"Like him?" Em howled in outrage. "This is unacceptable! You are not allowed to go out with him, Alyson Mitchell!" Her eyes lit up in amusement as she took a swig.
"Too bad; Dad already beat you to it. Him and Mom gave me permission. Sorry guys."
I turned to my father, my eyes widened in shock. "You gave him permission to date this... random stranger?" I gasped. Carlisle chuckled and tightened his tie.
"Yes. I've already met him. I work with his father at the hospital. Last Christmas, they invited Esme and I too their banquet. I met Cameron, and he is a nice young man." Carlisle smiled, wrapping his arm around his wife.
"Calm down Edward, Emmett. You're over reacting. He is very sweet." Esme laughed, shooing us away from Alyson.
Emmett grumbled things under his breath and stormed upstairs. I turned to my little sister, not ready to let it go. "I still want to meet him." I declared. Aly laughed and disappeared up the stairs.
"Bye Edward," Carlisle said, chuckling under his breath. He pecked Esme on the lips and walked out the door.
"Edward, be nice. This is her first date; don't ruin it." Esme said gently, fiddling with the dials on the stove.
"It's just... I don't want her to get hurt." I said, ducking my head. "She's my sister."
"I know, but he truly is a nice boy. He seemed very sweet and as well mannered as a sixteen year old can be." Esme smiled, patting my shoulder. "Now what's this I hear about nachos on a trash can?"
I groaned smacking my forehead with the palm of my hand. Damn Emmett...
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