A/N- Ok so this is my first story. I hope you like it. Im sorry if it is kind of short. Ill get better eventually. Reviews would make me happy!!

Disclaimer- Do I look like Stephenie Meyer to you? No, sadly im not.

Ch 1

I woke to a whisper so quiet I could barley hear it. "It's time to get up," this now familiar voice said sweetly.

I rolled over so my back was facing him. "No, I want to go back to sleep," I said.
He stood from the rocking chair he always sat in and walked toward my bead.

He grabbed my waist, startling me. I jumped up. "Edward! Why did you do that?" I hissed at him.

"I had to get you up somehow," He said now smiling. "It worked didn't it?" I stuck my tongue out at him childishly. I grabbed my change of clothes for the day and headed for the bathroom.

"Human moment, please," I said, leaving him alone in my room. I turned the shower on for it to heat up.

I stepped into the water not expecting it to feel as good as it did. In fact, it felt so good I forgot how long I was in there for. At least, until Edward knocked on the door did I realize the water had turned for warm to cool.

"If you don't get out soon I'm almost certain the hot-water tank will explode," he said closing the door.

I turned the shower off grabbing the towel to dry off. After I had myself dry I got dressed. My outfit consisted of a blue-jean mini skirt and a pink V-neck tee shirt. Ugh. Alice. I wish she would let me buy my own stuff.

I put my hair into a messy bun, smoothing my skirt as I walked out of the bathroom, heading for my room. Edward had sat back down in the rocking chair. As I walked in, his eyes widened.

"Nice outfit," he said, his eyes returning to their normal size.

"You all know I don't like Alice shopping for me," I said in protest.

"That doesn't mean she won't," he said back. "I've been meaning to ask you..." Oh great...here we go... "Did you have good dreams?"

"Edward! You know I don't like you listening to me sleep talking!"

"Sorry...but you did use my name a lot," he said continuing to talk about it. With that I stood up and left the room heading for the stairs. By the time I got to them he was behind me. He swept me up into his arms.

"I'm sorry I said something wrong," he said kissing my forehead. His cool lips felt good. "Will you forgive me?" he asked setting me at the bottom of the stairs.

"Maybe," I said teasing him.

Seconds later, Edward growled. It wasn't the same one he used toward Jasper or Emmett either. It was one low in his throat. Very low.

With that, I knew it was something bad.