Hi everyone,

Here goes the next story. This time it's all in Edward's POV. All human, fluffy, romantic but with a reasonable pinch of drama :-)

I hope you'll like it.

This story is kept guarded by awesome black wolfgirl2722. She helps my ideas to be more readable and grammatically correct.

Enjoy.

Plain Beyond Repair

by AliciousMind

Chapter One

"Hurry up, Edward or we're gonna be late," my brother Emmett hollered from downstairs impatiently. To say the truth I have never seen him so excited in my whole 17 years of life.

It was our first day of school here in Forks. We used to live in Chicago, but after our father had agreed to work in the local hospital in Port Angeles, my parents decided that the quiet and uneventful life in a little town such as Forks, Washington, would have been good for our family.

My mom had been always fed up with the city life and all that noise and pollution surrounding Chicago. She had been dreaming about a comfortable family house in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by woods and wilderness, where we could live far away from crime and hypocrisy of greedy people, who thought they were God's best creations.

"I'm coming, stop yelling. Where's the fire?" I ran downstairs to meet Emmett and my twin sister Alice waiting for me at the front door. Our father had already left for work, and our mom was packing us lunches in the kitchen. She quickly wrapped the last sandwich and offered a package to each of us.

"I hope you'll enjoy your new school guys," she smiled and rushed us outside to leave. She waved us goodbye from the porch as we all piled into my Volvo, waiting until we were driving down the long drive before she went back inside.

Our new house was situated in the middle of the woods towards the western outskirts of the small town. My parents had found it a few months earlier when they had been looking for the right place to live. The place was perfect - wide meadow surrounded by thick dense forest.

My mother fell in love with that property instantly. They gathered our all family presenting the plans and asking everyone to speak their thoughts according to the new house. All of our ideas were written down to be discussed further with the architect. Couple weeks later we had the blueprints ready the constructions to begin.

Now, when the house was ready it looked magnificent. Its massive walls were not intimidating, but looked cozy and protective among the wilderness. The cream stone gave it a conservative appeal, but floor to ceiling windows and the wooden finishing created a pleasant and modern style.

The wooden porch were wrapped around left corner, ended with the broad stairs on both sides. At the right side of the building there was a large garage, joint with the main block by glass passage.

It took me 20 minutes to arrive at the Forks High School. We were early, considering the number of the cars in the parking lot in front of the not so massive buildings. I should not be surprised considering how small the town was in comparison to Chicago. I looked at my siblings who seemed to be thinking the same thing.

"Let's go to the office. That way I think," Alice indicated the small building at our right. There were three cars parked in front of it so I guess Alice was right assuming that that was the main office of our new high school. It was hard to tell because there many smaller buildings, not one large building like we had in the Midwest.

When we entered the facility we were met with the desk and a very strangely dressed middle aged lady. She looked at us from behind her moon shaped glasses and smiled warmly.

"Ah, you must be the Cullens'. Welcome to the Forks High. Come closer, dear ones, and collect your schedules and school plans for the fall semester."

We were not surprised that she had already known who we were. Our dad organized out transfer a few days earlier so we were aware that our presence was not unexpected.

She gave us the proper documents and wished us good luck. We smiled and thanked her seeing how nice and helpful she was.

"How is your schedule? Anything interesting?" Emmett asked looking at the piece of paper.

"I've got music classes and gym. Also French, math, biology and literature. Lunch at noon. How about you?" I asked my brother. He was senior so I knew that our classes were different, but I hoped that we had at least lunch together.

"Yeah, lunch at noon. Cool. I hope I'll meet some hot chick today," he grinned mischievously.

"Really, Emmett? How predictable of you," Alice snorted mocking her disapproval. We all knew Emmett being the one to talk about his extended female conquers, but knowing that deep inside he was a very emotional and respectful kind of guy.

"Okay boys, let's go and face the music. I'll see you at lunch," she sniggered and skipped inside the building which was beginning to gain some life as more students began piling in the front doors.

My classes went on uneventful. I had to admit that some of them were quite boring, seeing that some of the material I had already learnt the previous semester, but my music and English literature teachers were cool and I had a feeling that we would get on nicely as the year progressed.

Lunch came faster that I thought and soon I found myself seated at the small square table with Alice, Emmett, and Jasper - my brother's new friend. Apparently we were not the only newcomers that year. Jasper moved to Forks with his twin sister from Texas, and they started their senior year, just like Emmett.

Jasper was a nice shy guy, who was fascinated with everything history related, as well as my sister Alice. I caught him a few times looking in her direction, but when she was trying to look back he was blushing and pretending not to be interesting.

Alice was oblivious to his behavior, skipping about her classes and floating between the people she had met during the day. I smiled at that. My mom had been always saying that I was more aware of my surroundings. She had called me a mind reader because of my intuition and the way I seemed to easily read people's character.

I sighed and looked around the cafeteria. People seemed to look at us more often than I would ordinarily like, but it was understandable as we were a new group. They were talking and whispering, sometimes a girl was blushing or avoiding my sight when I looked at her.

It was then I spotted a lonely figure sitting at the very far corner of the cafeteria. A girl engrossed in her reading so much so that she seemed oblivious to the fact that the room was loud and full of people. She was reading some book biting into a juicy apple. Her brown hair was covering her face so I was not able to see anything except the fragment of her book and the apple she was holding. Her figure was slim, covered by a loose long sleeve shirt and baggy jeans. Looking around I had notice that other students seemed not to register her, like she was invisible.

I looked at her one more time and in that moment her head snapped up and the most intriguing pair of chocolate brown eyes met my gaze as if she could feel me watching her. Her piercing sight sent some kind of electric current to my brain. I dropped my eyes a shocking feeling of heat on my cheeks. I looked up once again wanting to confirm the effect that girl had on me, but all I saw was an empty seat and an abandoned little table.

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~Alice