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Song Inspiration: I Know You Care by Ellie Goulding.

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Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight.

Something I Need

Chapter One - I Know You Care

Finally the one and a half hour Math class was done. I didn't hate Math, I shouldn't because I'd need it in the future; I'm just not really good with numbers. Last year, I almost failed the subject, thank God for the good tutor that Charlie hired.

I'm meeting my boyfriend, Seth in the parking area as usual after class. He was a year ahead of me and he was taking medicine. He was also rich like my family, but like me, he opted to study here in Forks University. It wasn't a popular university, but it offered a good quality of education. It was Charlie Swan approved so it was safe.

Charlie was actually happy that I chose a school near home but he didn't like that I now lived in my own place. I'm already twenty-one, and I think it was time for me to move out and be independent. There was no maid with me so I had to do everything for myself. It was hard, but learned a lot of things.

Our family owned a big shoe manufacturing company. Just name a popular brand of shoes and we manufacture it. I was more than happy to be the heiress of the company. I'd wanted to be the CEO since I was little.

Let's just say that I'm really obsessed with shoes. All the latest designs, I get them first. My walk-in closet in my unit was even bigger than my bedroom because my shoe collection was there. When I didn't like some shoes anymore, I give them to the charity; nothing would ever go to waste. Shoes were very precious to me.

Nobody in the school knew that I was the daughter of Charlie Swan. Everyone knew that he had a daughter but my face and name were never shown in media. It was for my safety. My father was very protective of me and he was always afraid that I'm going to be kidnapped. And because nobody knew how rich I was, bodyguards weren't necessary. I'm happy being known as me and not the rich kid. I'm pretty popular in school because of the way I dress and carry myself.

But not everybody liked me. Some thought that I think so highly of myself because I didn't make friends and ignore them sometimes. My only friends in school are Angela and Claire, both daughters of my father's colleague. They had been my friends since high school and we studied in an exclusive school for girls in Seattle. I hated that school; the girls were so full of drama. Charlie wanted me to study there because he didn't want me to have a boyfriend yet. Little did he know I've had my fair share of boyfriends. I met Seth during senior year and I knew that he was the one.

While I was on my way to the parking area, I notice a few guys around a janitor. I haven't seen that janitor before, so he must be new. I mean this university wasn't that big for me not to notice, and yes, I pay attention to them. I couldn't help it; I'm an observer by nature. By simply glancing at a shoe, I know if the quality was high or poor or if it was authentic.

Watching what the guys were doing at the janitor reminded me of how Angela was bullied in high school because of the glasses and braces she was wearing. They called her 'Ugly Angie' though she was far from being not pretty. She wore contacts at the moment and said goodbye to her braces during senior year.

A guy from one of my classes poured a cup of soft drink on the janitor's head. Another guy pushed him on the wall. The janitor didn't fight back. The guys didn't do much but make fun of him. They eventually left when they had enough and got bored because the janitor wasn't making a move and he never uttered a word.

The janitor was bigger than them. I wonder why he didn't fought back. He was pretty lean and he looked like he could protect himself.

I didn't notice that my feet started walking until I was already in front of the man with the wet bronze hair and mopping the soft drink on the tiled-floor. He was looking down so I couldn't see his face. It was clear that he was ashamed because I saw what the guys did to him.

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

Normally, I didn't talk to people in here unless they talked to me first. I couldn't help but feel concerned for this man. He didn't answer me and continued with what he was doing.

"Hey," I called him when he started walking away.

He stopped and turned to look at me.

I was frozen in place as I saw his face. He looked so familiar…he looked like someone I knew when I was a kid. I know those forest green eyes.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Bella," he said.

"Oh my gosh! Edward is that you? I haven't seen you in ages," I exclaimed. Gladly, there weren't much people on hall. It would have been very embarrassing if they saw my mini outburst.

"You shouldn't be talking to me," he said before walking away again.

There was no way in hell that I wasn't talking to him. I have tons of questions to ask and we have to catch up. Now that my best friend was back, I'm not letting him go again.

I followed Edward, walking briskly until I was beside him.

"Edward, we need to catch up. It's been years, come on." I wrapped my arm around his to stop him from moving. "You have to tell me what happened to you and your family. I was really sad when you left. I never had a friend like you."

"Aren't you afraid of what people will think of you talking to me? I'm just a janitor and you're very popular here," he said and removed my grip on him.

"I don't care. You're my friend and I missed you. What's wrong with having a janitor friend? That's a pretty decent job because you work hard for your money." I smiled genuinely at him.

Edward and I were born on the same year and we grew up together in my family's mansion. He was the son of my nanny, Elizabeth. One day, when I was twelve, they were suddenly gone. Renée said that Elizabeth stole Gran Marie's ring that's why she made them leave.

Renée was my mom, but I didn't believe her. Elizabeth wouldn't do such thing. Renée hated her from day one. I didn't know why but every time she looked at Elizabeth, it was like she was very infuriated at her.

He was pretty tall, almost six feet. He looked straight into my eyes and said those words that sent a stabbing pain in my chest. "Who said we're still friends?"

I know, Edward was pretty harsh with Bella in here. I swear he has a reason for the way he acts.

Should I continue this? Please answer me. :)

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