A.N: This is the first fanfic ive written so be gentle on me.. pwease? :P Uhm.. so basically the summary is what it is. Uhm... Edward and Bella love story just so everyone knows , And its rated T ... for now. I'll let people know if I change it

Disclaimer: I don't own twilight or any of the characters... I just own my wacked imagination.

Chapter 1: Brown Eyed Babe

Again another stupid late night at the office! Another stupid late night travel home! Oh yeah another stupid empty loft to go home to! Sure I love my loft, it's beautiful, decorated by the very, very talented Esme Cullen designs, I would love to actually meet Esme but every time she was here I was out. Anyhow, that is not what I'm complaining about.

Sure I'm a fresh-out of-college millionaire, owning my own book publishing company Twilight editing & co. But my life is nothing but a job! Seriously, I know I sound like a selfish spoiled brat with all my complaining but I'm not! My name is Isabella Marie Swan, Bella for short. I'm 23 and as guys sometimes so elegantly put and I quote from one of my lovely business associates 'So H-O-T I could jump her bones' UGH! EWW! I'm not a piece of meat! And that is just the beginning of the comments! So to describe my own appearance personally, I would say I'm about 5'4 with a very toned body, and believe me, to tone my body it required me to be at the gym an hour a day for 7 weeks, when I Finally saw results. I guess I'm pretty curvy, with a full C-cup chest, a tight butt thanks to my gym membership, flat stomach... no major abs or anything I think I have dull chocolate brown eyes, even though everyone disagrees with dull part, saying their surprisingly deep and wise. I have a heart shaped face framed by layered chocolate brown hair that parts to the side in a sweeping motion, not exactly bangs, but a bit shorter than the rest of my hair. I'm not entirely self conscious actually I'm very confident but not Cocky by any means. I wasn't always pretty, as a teenager... I was what most people would call a nerd? I've always found that term so utterly clique-like. I had the greasy hair, black rimmed glasses that were too big for my face, braces, acne, the whole sh-bang. I was also completely shy; I couldn't talk to a soul without blushing like crazy. I've come to grow out of that over the years; I still have my moments where I tend to blush like a teenager again. Not to mention the fact I am so absurdly clumsy... I think it's a disease. I cannot walk across a flat surface with my face suffering injury.

Anyways I guess we'll get back to the complaints, guys only want me for my body, and girls only want to hang around me for the perks. I seriously am more than Perks and looks. I graduated honours all throughout high school and top of my class in University. My passion belongs in books especially in the classics and I love music that has meaning and depth. But yet I'm empty I really don't have any close friends, and sadly I feel like my one true friend is my accountant Jasper Hale, he's a looker and very smart, but, he's madly in love and I can't feel anything for him but friendship.

I don't really have boy problems except I can never find a man with looks and a brain or anyone who really withholds my interest. So I'm stuck in an on and off relationship with my best friend Jacob Black. Ugh, I don't even want to think of that situation but yet I put myself in the same place time and time again. You see every time we break-up and then start hanging out again I'll invite him over for dinner or he'll invite me over for dinner as FRIENDS, the night will end up with us making-out and were boyfriend and girlfriend again. I think of Jake as a friend, a very close friend but he sees me as more than a friend. I wish he would stop trying because he's going to end up hurting himself one of these days because I know will never love him in that way.

Anyway that is pretty much my life so right now. Gosh how I miss life back when I was 14. Back when my Mom and Dad were together, Not that I don't love both Phil and Suzie my step-parents, it's just that I miss my family being all together. So, the story of the divorce, well basically I lived in Forks Washington my entire life with my mother Renee my father Charlie and most importantly the best big brother a girl could ask for Emmett Swan. Gosh how I miss the big bear. I can't say I didn't see the divorce coming, I was 15, just started grade 10 and my mom and dad were crabbier, along always bickering but when it finally happened it hit me hard. I cried for nights while my mom slowly moved out and I was so upset with the men in my house I don't even know why, I just took everything out on them. So I moved to Phoenix with my mom. That's where my mom met Phil and later Suzie moved to forks and my dad fell in love, I talked to my dad and Emmett scarcely and eventually we stopped talking. So now Emmett is probably living some great small town life with a great girlfriend and I'm stuck here in New York with the brainless boys. I have to admit moving might have done some good for me because my assistant Angela Weber helped me see that I'm not just little plain Jane Bella Swan, I'm a beautiful sexy young woman. Okay enough ranting I'm almost home.

Once I arrived home and parked my Koeingsegg CCR in Ice Blue underground. That car is my Baby; See how sad of a life I live?! I made my way into my apartment and made a dash straight to the bathroom and threw off my work clothes and jumped into the shower and used my freesia body wash and strawberry shampoo. When I was Finished I jumped out and changed into my favourite aquamarine baby doll that had white lace trimming, it made me feel sexy after a long day of work, and even though it was kind of see through in made me feel confident.

I was just heating up some left over's when I heard the door bell ring so I quickly slipped on my white savoury terry robe and ran to answer it. Ugh! No! Why does he always have to drop off my mail?! I threw open the door to a very happy looking Mike Newton who eyed what I was wearing hungrily. I swear if he asks me out one more time I'm going to skin him alive! Gosh this guy cannot take a- MY thoughts were interrupted by none other than mike and his annoying voice.

"Hey Bella!" Mike replied a little too happily.

"Hi Mike, what brings you here at 9:00 o'clock at night?" I replied forcing a smile.

"Well I just wanted to drop off your mail, and maybe ask if sometime, oh, I don't know...maybe...we could go get something to eat sometime.. together... like a date... or not ... its whatever you want ." He looked down at his shoes as he said this. Sometimes I felt so sorry for him but then I remember how many times he's asked me out and that pity vanishes.

"Well thank-you for the mail Mike. But about diner, I'm sorry if at any time I've given you the wrong impression but I just don't feel the same way about you." I replied trying to not look directly at him because if he was pouting I would give in, it was my one weakness. He didn't respond so I risked a quick peek and his head was hung and he just nodded I felt really bad but I wasn't about to change my mind.

"Uh Mike..."
"Yeah?!" He responded a little too quickly
"Your kind of still standing in my door way..."
"Oh" He still didn't move. Okay maybe more of a hint is needed.
"Could you maybe move...?" I asked slowly as if I was talking to a 3 year old.

"Right! Right, sure... Bye Bella." I sighed and waved then closed the door and made my way back to the kitchen. See what I mean about the boys without brains?

After my leftovers and watching a good ole' episode of Friends I snuggled into bed wishing to find my soul mate and soon. I also made a decision; I was going to turn my life around, and the way to start this...visit my bear of a brother Emmett.

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A.n: Be a doll and review? Please? Otherwise... ill think it sucks and then ill go sulk in the corner :P