Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. All I own is an imagination that I hope you enjoy.

Chapter One

What should I make for dinner? I pondered resting my chin in my hand. I bet Charlie would love steak tonight. Maybe I'll make some and run it over to the station tonight. I hate that Charlie volunteered to work nights now so I can be at work during the day. I don't know what I would do without that man. He is the best...

"Excuse me, Miss Swan?" I heard a little voice call. I looked over my desk and saw eight-year-old Jessica Stanley peering up at me through her long chestnut bangs. "Miss Swan?" she repeated.

Smiling, I walked around my desk and knelt down in front of the little girl. "Jessica, I told you, you can call me Bella."

"Oh yeah, sorry Miss Swan," she replied, nervously.

Shaking my head, I asked her what she needed. "I wanna learn how to make friendship bracelets, but I don't know where to look."

Oh, the life of a librarian. I've worked at Forks Public Library since I was 16 years old. It has been my only job and I love it. I love books in general I guess. When I was Jessica's age I used to love sitting on the window bench in the children's section with a pile of books. Even to this day I always have a book in my purse. You never know when you will have a few minutes to yourself. Well, I haven't had a few minutes to myself for a while now, but I guess that can be expected. When Mrs. Cope passed away a few months ago, they made me head librarian. At least until they find a replacement for her. I really hope they decide to let me permanently replace her. That would give me the financial security that my family desperately needs.

I left Jessica in the craft section and wandered over to my desk. I glanced up and was stopped in my tracks. The most handsome man I had ever seen was leaning against my desk. He had messy auburn hair and the most amazing green eyes I've ever seen. Flashing me a crooked smile he said, "I think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

"Excuse me?" I asked, really confused.

"I said do you have a pencil I can borrow? What did you think I said?" he asked.

"Oh, uh, never mind. Of course I have one right here." Walking back to my chair, I handed him a pencil from my desk.

"Thanks, beautiful."

Rubbing my temples I watched him walk away. Oh my god, the back is almost as good as the front. The way his faded jeans hug his hips, I can imagine sliding them down his legs... What am I doing? Oh it's going to be a long day!

I did not get as much work done as I'd hoped today. Mr. Handsome, as I am now referring to him as in my head, sat at a table near my desk for 4 hours this afternoon. He had a laptop and an IPod with him. Come to think of it I don't think I saw him use the pencil I lent him at all. Weird.

The walk home was short. I lived a couple of minutes away from the library so I frequently walked to work. Any little amount of money I can save helps. I ran up the steps and met Charlie in the living room. He was holding a little angel in his arms, rocking her peacefully. "How was she Dad?" I asked, knowing full well that she was the most well behaved baby in the world.

"She was great, sweetie, just like her mom was at that age." He handed my daughter, and kissed me on the forehead. "I have to get to work sweetie. Angie just woke up from her nap so I haven't fed her yet."

"Ok Dad thanks. I love you, you know."

"I know kid, I love you too," he replied, as he hopped into the cruiser and sped off to work. Well, not sped off. Not only is he my hero, but being the Chief of Police in our small town, it kind of makes him everybody's hero.

I don't think Angie and I would be doing as well without the help of my father. It has been just the two of us ever since my mother died when I was 4 years old. Even when I told him I was pregnant, he has always been the best father I could have asked for. He switched to night shifts so that I could continue work at the library during the day.

I prepared supper for Angie and decided that I would make steak and potatoes for Dad, however looking in the fridge proved fruitless. So bundling up my baby, I drove over to the only grocery store in town.

"Hi Bella," called Ben Cheney. He was my favourite clerk at Forks Supermarket, and he had a soft spot for my little Angela. He always put aside her favourite kind of food away when new stock came in. "How is Angie today?"

"She is great Ben, how are you?"

"Same old, same old. Are you making steak tonight?"

"Yeah, I figured I'd make a treat for Charlie. He is working tonight."

"Well tell him I said hello."

I looked back over my shoulder to agree, when all of a sudden Angie and I hit a brick wall. Looking up I realized it wasn't a brick wall after all. It was Mr. Handsome. Oh god. I can feel my face turning red. Why did I have to show him my clumsy side first? Oh that smile those lips. I wonder what they feel like; I would love to kiss them...

Whaaaaaaaaa. Angie's wail broke my out of my stupor. "Shh baby, oh angel, please stop crying," I whispered as I rocked her, my bags long forgotten on the floor. When she finally calmed down, I looked down to see Mr. Handsome collecting my purchases and neatly putting them back in the bag.

Standing up he flashed me that crooked grin again. "Ms. Swan, I believe."

"Hi, yes, well please call me Bella."

"Bella. That is a beautiful name. My name is Edward Cullen."

Oh the name is as beautiful as the face. "Nice to meet you Edward."

"And who is this beautiful creature? Is this your sister?"

"Sister, ah well, this is Angela. Angie for short."

"She is beautiful, just like you. Well, here are your groceries, sorry I ran into you. Well literally I mean. I am definitely not sorry for meeting you. Goodbye, Bella Swan. Goodbye, Angie."

And just like that he was gone. Why did I lie to him? Why didn't I just tell him Angie is my daughter?

This is my first story... so please review and let me know what you think...

Till next chapter...