Hey, just a random story, I have everything planned out already, just haven't writen anything past first chapter. At the end of this one, I'll put a chapter up of a basic summary of everything. It could save you from having to read it all, if it's that boring.

Summary:Bella and Edward meet at a small bakery where she works, at first everything seems as though it's going well. But how will she fare when the time comes to meet Edward's friends, who are in every sense of the word, his family. Especially with an ex-girlfriend lurking in the background – is she going to play fair? Who is the real problem?

DISCLAIMER.Nope, nope. Not mine.


Chapter 1: The Little Sweet Shop.

Edward has been walking around aimlessly for two hours now. He was bored; he admitted that to himself ten minutes into the duration of his walk. He knew he would be bored, but he'd rather be bored than be annoyed. The only thing he hated more than being bored was being annoyed – especially by his friends. So as soon as the topic of Tanya came into conversation again, thanks to Rosalie, Edward made a quick decision to fake an urgent grocery store trip. He placated himself against the lie by actually acknowledging the fact he needed to shop again. He had been surviving on fast-food the last three weeks. Sometimes he really missed having his grandmother around. To him a place where he can hide and a place where he can be given a free home cooked meal was the best place to be right now.

A warped gargling sound made Edward realise he hadn't eaten since this morning and that he'd best feed himself before people started asking if he was smuggling a Tiger cub in his jacket. Searching on the spot he looked to see where he was and if there was any good looking restaurant near, he'd hate to have to ask someone where he was. But luck was with him and he knew exactly where he was, in fact he had planned on coming down this end of town anyway, just to sample some cakes at the new bakery. A sugary diet seemed like the healthiest option opposed to ink from the ink refill shop for printers, he decided.

He walked across the street dodging the few cars on the road and straight in through the shop doors. It was a rather quaint shop, homey, and the smells that were coming from the kitchen reminded him of his mother. She was always trying new recipes, trying to make the last banquet better. He realised that the shop didn't look busy, only two other customers in the room and two waitresses. He sat down in a booth and took out the menu from the holder. Ah, he thought, it is just a 'Little Sweet Shop'. The menu ranged from: Scones to Victoria Sponge cakes, Lemon Meringues to Caramel Layer cakes. Each desert had a picture and a description of each sweet, if you could have a different topping and which hot – or cold – drink would go best with that particular cake.

While Edward was pondering the many choices of cakes he hadn't noticed the two other customers leave and one waitress take her coat while the other got disinfectant cleaners ready. The girl left at the counter while readying her kitchen products wondered if she should inform the man of the closing time or if he knew and he was one of those guys who just took his time with everything. With a sigh, she went back into the kitchen to check which deserts had been left in the fridge and which were just covered on the sides – those were the ones she usually dropped off at the shelters on the way home.

"Um… Hello?" She jumped and dropped a tray with cloths on it, the cloths themselves didn't make any noise, but the metal tray hitting the floor and bouncing again while Bella held her heart in panic, did. With a scream lodged in her throat Bella thought it best if she didn't open her mouth right then, or she was sure to scream. "I…" As she was calming her breath she didn't hear the footsteps get closer and closer to her so when a hand landed on her shoulder and a deep voice spoke, her scream broke threw her lips and she turned very quickly to see who was trying to scare her to death and found herself trapped in apple green. The man behind her was the same man from the main room and he was looking at her in a mixed shocked-awed-amused way.

"Hi…" she trailed off when her voice came out all breathy and at the wrong pitch. But the man in front of her just quirked a corner of his mouth up and waited patiently while she took another breath. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to disturb…" she trailed off again because then the man was standing ridiculously close reaching up towards her. Bella had a fleeting thought that she was going to die by the stranger with the even stranger apple green eyes. The man kept reaching while she just stared until he pulled a cloth, which had landed on her head, off still with that missed expression on his face. He placed the cloth down, straightened up and introduced himself in a very calm voice whilst raising a hand for her to shake.

"I'm Edward, Edward Mason." Edward became a little worried when all the beautiful girl could do was stare, it didn't look like she was breathing either. "Miss, you're supposed to shake it." He said, with a glance down at his hand, hoping the little beauty would introduce herself. The reaction he got was so far off of the mark that it sent him into a fit of laughter.

"Excuse me? Just what do you intend I shake?" Bella just watched as the man laughed so hard a tear escaped the corner of his eye. Folding her arms and tapping her foot she waited for the man, Edward, to calm down before asking him what he meant.

"My hand, Miss, shake my hand." He managed to stutter through a few remaining chuckles that sporadically still shook his frame. At her confused, but adorable face, he took her hand in his and shook it exaggeratedly, loving every moment as her face flushed red and her eyes and mouth widen at the embarrassment she was feeling. He gave one last chuckle before asking "What's your name? I'd really appreciate it, I haven't laughed like that in a long time…" he trailed off as she stubbornly removed her hand and turned to pick up the cloths that were still lying on the floor of the kitchen. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." He said in a soft voice, trying to appear humble.

"That's not all you should be sorry for." Bella said as she finished picking up the cloths and set them and the tray on the kitchen unit. Glancing over at him briefly made her realise he had no idea what he had done. "You, shouting around out there…" she pointed behind her without looking, while Edward looked at the wall that was actually behind her "… making me jump, drop everything and then come in here and do it all over again. Do you know how many horror stories start with a girl by herself and a man trying to talk to her?" she asked, now staring at him with her hands on her hips. He didn't answer. "Well?" she said with a dramatic sigh and moving her arms up, before settling them back on her hips. Edward's apple green eyes followed the movement of her hands, shaking his head no. "A lot and do you know how many of those girls survive…hmm?" she stated rather than asked, emphasising the point by crossing her arms over her chest, which of course Edward's apple green eyes followed.

"Is that a question you want me to answer truthfully?" he asked with an impish smile, his eyes still fixated on her hands. "Because, I haven't watched enough horror movies to be able to give you that kind of solution…" his eyes had travelled up her torso as he spoke until he stared into her chocolate eyes. Then, he realised, they had entered a staring competition. After an unknown amount of time the girl raised her own hand and said, "Bella Swan."


Hope you found it good? yes? no? maybe? ah well.

I'm putting my chapter word limit on every chapter. Don't know why... [1,303 words! :O]

FlightyGirl, AKA Christy x