DISCLAIMER: Well, this IS a FANFIC of Twilight. I know that the preface and chapter 1 do NOT have anyone from Twilight in them. I PROMISE that the Cullens and others from the Twilight series with come in later. Please don't report me for not having character's from Twilight right away. They are coming soon, I'm still in the process of writing this and it is very time consuming. I hope you guys enjoy,please please please send me reviews. This is my FIRST fanfic and my FIRST attempt at writing, I will LOVE the criticism that you give me. Enjoy!

Preface

I first saw him when I was sitting on set, waiting for Ashley to come back from the restroom. He was walking towards me but not looking in my direction. I guess he saw someone he knew because he smiled. His smile was wide, grand, and….beautiful. From that moment on, I never felt the same about him.

His name was Charles and he was the lead role in a film about some vampire love story called Twilight, they were filming the last installment to the series. His face was slightly pale just like my face with a strong jaw. He had beautiful green eyes; they looked as if I was staring into a meadow or if I was looking at tree tops. His small almond shaped eyes fit perfectly with the rest of his smooth face. His brown hair was loosely combed back and it seemed he didn't care what direction it went. He was slim with wide shoulders and long arms. He was wearing a gray fabric jacket; he had it open like he didn't care how it looked. It seemed like he didn't care about much anyway. I didn't get to see what else he was wearing because I was completely distracted by his smile, an ear to ear grin.

Who was this person he was grinning at?, I thought. I wasn't able to turn because at that moment Ashley came back and sat down on the seat. "What were you looking at?",she said, skeptically. "Nothing", I said sheepishly.

"Ok sure."

I was glad she quickly dropped it but I had the slight suspicion that she knew exactly what I was looking at or I should say who.

Ashley was a good friend I met in London after I moved there. I was alone in London, a young 18 year old girl, fresh from the States never being far from home (now a 22 year old that was far from home). Ashley also was from the States but had lived in London for a year already. We hit it off right from the start; I guess I could call her my London best friend, even though she doesn't live in London anymore. She was different from my other best friend Anna. Ashley was perceptive which was a good and bad thing. Ashley understood when I didn't want to talk about it and if I really had to I would tell her about it later that night when we called each other.



She was also an actress in this vampire love story of a movie. She brought me on the set with her because she said she got "bored" and "needed moral support".

For what? I didn't know and didn't care either, it was better than spending my summer in London without her.

We sat there for another 10 minutes in slience, the sun was moving and it was hitting my back and it felt good. Though there was silence in the air there was none in my mind.

Who was that person he was smiling at? His girlfriend? Who could be so beautiful? He would never talk to me, I'm pretty but not enough for him. He seems nice, Ashley would talk about some of the inside jokes they had. So that means he's funny. Oh great, he is beautiful, funny, nice, and most likely unavailable. He is probably chivalrous, too. Like he would ever get with me?

"Where are we eating today, love?"

"Huh?"

Thank god she broke me from that self-esteem crushing reverie.

"Lunch? Where?"

"Oh. Um, I guess the café. I don't have much gas to drive to a place we would like."

"That's fine. I wouldn't want you to waste your gas either, normal food is too far away. I don't think I like hedgehog…"

"Ha ha. I'm surprised you don't. You have been filming on and off here for what? Three years now?"

"Yeah but still. You got to spend a lifetime here to eat that crap!"

I sighed. We didn't say much after that; we had an hour and a half to go eat before she had to film again.

I guess to capture the setting of the book they had to go to a remote place with a lot of vegetation. We were in Oregon in some small town where people ate weird things. It was very different from Florida which was where I grew up and different from England. This movie was the best thing for this town, it brought the obsessed fans that would fly across the world just to see…

Charles. Damn it…

My mind never stopped thinking about him since the moment I saw him. When I managed not to have my thoughts completely about him, he was still there. Like I could see his beautiful, smiling face in the back of my mind. What if he was there in the café? If he spoke to me, what would I say?

Without thinking I jumped from the seat. My back was burning now and I was actually kind of hungry. Ashley jumped off, too. We started talking about random things like her schedule for fliming,the 

annoying phone call her mother made, that her and some of main cast was gonna go hang out next weekend and Charles asked to invite me…

WHAT?! CHARLES!? Invite? ME!?

"What?!", I said shocked.

"What did I say!?", she said. I knew I scared her. Did she think that I was angry?

"Something about Charles? "

"Oh, yeah. He said to invite you to hang out with everybody next weekend. Why? Is that a problem?"

Is that a problem? Yes, what if he speaks to me and I faint? Everyone will know how I feel about him…

Wait, how do I feel about him?

I told myself I would save that thought for later.

"No, that's not a problem. But why did he want me to go?"

"Well, he said something about seeing you here last year with me and I told him that you were my best friend . He said to bring you along. That's all."

That's all? Sigh. I really had no hope, why was I still slightly excited?

"Oh ok. Cool." That's all I could say, once again my mind was wrapped around him and worried about next weekend …

Or even today in the café.

Before we knew it we were at the café, I opened the door and cool AC air blew in my face. My mind went to his face, and it almost made me cry. For the first time since I saw him, I knew he was no normal boy that I had a crush on. I knew that there was a good chance I would get hurt.