The Cullen's and the Swan's had hated each other for centuries. Lord only knows why we hated each other now; we just knew that we were mortal enemies.
So why did I pull a Juliet and fall in love with Edward Cullen?
Somewhere between the death glares, constant pranks, and ever present competitiveness that was usually stirring between Edward and I, we both realized that we had a lot in common, too much in common to keep us at each other's throats. Well, at least we weren't biting each other's throats in hopes of drawing blood.
Problem was, our parents continued to hate each other. Our love was a secret from everyone, even our best friends. No one knew.
Yet.
A/N: This is my new story. I know, I don't really give equal attention to The Dirty and the Delicate, but every time I try to write anything, this fanfic idea pops into my head, so I decided to just go with it. I can juggle three stories. Can't I?
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