Disclaimer: Not Mine. So sad, I know.

Summary: Every girl wants her chance with Edward Cullen. Too bad he's a fictional character, right? Well, what if it turns out that the Cullen family moved to your town? What if Bella never existed? What if you're best friends with a vampire who happens to be Edward's cousin from a century ago? And what if you met him and he asked you out?

Prologue

I've noticed something odd recently: The weather here in Vienna had changed completely. It was always raining with the occasional sunny day. It reminded me of Forks, the place I wished I could go so badly. In fact, because I was so bored, it's like the weather in Forks and the weather in Vienna had totally flip-flopped. In Forks, it was sunny with the occasional rainy day. That was odd.

Most of my friends drooled over him. Yeah, yeah. He's a fictional character, I know. But, what girl isn't in love with THE Edward Cullen. Too bad he's not real. The only girl that isn't in love with him is my best friend, Sara. It's kind of odd.

"Tell me again," I say to Sara, "Why you don't love Edward."

"HE reminds me of my cousin, Abby," Sara would say, "It's just a bit weird. Exactly like him, actually. Accept the eyes. They say that Edward Cullen has golden eyes. My cousin had green eyes."

"Had?"

"Yeah. I haven't seen him in… like… a whole century." I laughed. She always had a way with words. Our friend, Tear, short for Pterodactyl, which was a very long inside joke, said that we were a lot alike. We both had such a way with words. We'd stammer out random things that come to mind without a care.

"Sure," I said, "What was him name?"

"Surprisingly," she said, "It was Edward."

"Hmm… Ironic."

"Indubiously." I laughed at my friend

"Did you make that word up?"

"No!" she cried defensively. She got a confused expression on her face and then smiled. Sara took off running and ran into a boy, hugging him. The boy had brownish-red hair. He was tall and sort of lanky, but very boy-ish. He had golden eyes. This is when I notice that I was seeing a vision of what my hero saw.

"Abby," said Sara, "This is my cousin, Edward!"