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Chapter 1
My name is Bella Swan. I am 17, and a total, complete nerd. I live in northern Oregon with my mom, dad, and twin brother, Emmett. Emmett and I have just about the same everything; same birthday, same age, same house, same smile, same parents, you get the picture. However, Emmett and I have completely different groups of friends. Emmett is in what's considered the "in" crowd, while my crowd is my best (and only) friend Alice. One day in our small town, a new boy shook everything up, changed all our opinions of who we were, and made a difference for the better. This is the story of the two of us.
Outside, it was pouring rain. The vegetation shook with joy and dance red in the shower of a fresh drink. Blistering winds and the smell of the ocean had me flustered as I walked into the town's local library where I worked. I whisked myself into the back room where my cubby was and took off my coat, revealing a fuzzy, wool red sweater that I was wearing. Through my dark black framed glasses I could see a stack of books that I would eventually have to put away, but something drew me towards the assistance desk. Although the was nobody there, I sat for a few moments doing busy work filing until a boy my about age walked up.
"Yes?" I asked before he could open his mouth to ask for something.
"Umm.." he cleared his throat. "I just moved here and I was wondering if you could help my out with getting a library card and finding a few books."
I searched for the computer keyboard under a few pieces of papers, never taking my eyes away from his big green ones. He flipped his shaggy bronze colored hair and gave me a beautiful dimpled smile after I passed a form and told him to fill it out, then bring it back to me.
It's true the boy was cute, but I didn't let it cross my mind that I would ever become his girlfriend. First off, nobody ever liked me, or thought I was pretty. Not a single soul. And if he asked me out, which was a one in a million chance, (hey, I barely even knew the guy), then my over protected brother would scare him off. I had never even had a boyfriend.
About five minutes later he came back with the form completely filled out. With a quick glance I read his name was Edward Cullen.
"So Edward… What books are you interested in getting?" I asked whilst typing up all of his information to submit so he could get his card sent to him eventually.
"Oh, astronomy. I want to be an astronomer someday… I just find everything out there so fascinating. It always makes me wonder about, about… Never mind, I'm just rambling. Umm… What's your name? I never caught it." he said.
"Bella. Bella Swan." I said while reaching my hand out to shake his. His hand was slightly cold, but expected from the freezing outside temperatures. It was big, and strong, and felt nice. "What school are you going to go to?"
"Something like Oakes High… I don't know. But, I'm in the 12th grade." he casually noted.
"Oh. I guess I'll see you there, then. That's where I go, too. And I'm also in the 12th grade." I said.
"Cool." Another hair flip.
"Okay. You'll get you're card through the mail about next week. Use this slip of paper in the mean time. Here, let me take you to find your books."
I guided Edward through the library to the far corner in the upstairs section as we talked about how he liked space. I mentioned that I wanted to be an author or a teacher, but was undecided. Edward and I got along very well, but once he got to school and saw what a geek I was, he would probably start ignoring me.
I found Edward his books and walked him back downstairs. He scribbled his email down on a piece of scrap paper for me and smiled another adorable dimpled smile as he pulled his jacket's hood up over his head and headed out into the rain once again.
Back in my seat, I sighed and hoped things would go well. With Edward, with school tomorrow, with finishing up work, with everything. Who wouldn't hope for the best? Maybe somebody who wasn't as completely hopeless as me. Somebody who was ignored by everyone at her school. Somebody who actually had had a boyfriend after 17 and a half years of life. Yeah, somebody who wasn't me.
I got off work I six on the dot and headed into the cold, cold rain. I rushed to my old, beat up car and shut the door as quickly as possible. Once the heater started to warm me up, I pulled the car out, and headed towards the coffee shop across the street.
Kate's Coffee was a hole in the wall, family owned coffee shop. People who worked there included Kate, Garrett, their niece who was my age named Tanya, Carmen, and Eleazar. Eleazar and Carmen were in their 40s and Kate and Garrett where in their mid 30s. Tanya went to my school, and hung out with my brother Emmett a lot. She even came to my house a few times. But we didn't interact, ever. The only things she ever really said to me was "The usual?" while at the coffee shop, and if she saw me at school she would walk by, role her eyes, and begin to giggle with her friends.
Luckily, today Kate was at the counter. Her warm, honey colored hair was pulled up in a sloppy bun and her blue eyes looked frustrated, but when she saw me come up to her she smiled and went to get my usual sweet caramel coffee with a shot of almond.
"Here you go, Bells." she said as she passed the hot cardboard cup to me. "How was school?" she asked in her usual motivational, hoping voice. But really, she knew it was bad, and she knew Tanya didn't help with my low self esteem either.
I took a sip of the scorching hot drink, pasted her two dollars and fifty cents, and answered, "You know how it is, Kate. Snickers, laughter, but not with me, at me. But, Emmett is always there to defend me. Thank goodness for good old Em."
"That's good, at least." she worriedly said. Kate truly cared about how I felt. It was nice to know she did. Although Kate was almost twice my age, we were very close friends.
"Yeah…" I told her. "But, hey, I told my mom I'd be home in time for dinner, so I better get going. Thanks for the coffee!" I said whilst walking away back into the rain.
Soon I was home, sitting at the dinner table with my mom, Renee, my dad, Charlie, and Emmett. That night we were having meat loaf and mashed potatoes for dinner, Mom was a chef. Not professionally, but she cooked great, and my plate was empty soon. I rushed upstairs and headed to my room.
I have to say, my room was beautiful. I had burgundy walls, and a wonderful canopy bed, and a dark hard wood floor, and a window seat. My room was my haven, my place where I didn't have to worry about what people thought of me. Sometimes on bad days, I would run into my room and cry and cry until I fell asleep. But, on good days, I would come home and paint the view I had of outside on my easel. Or, write poetry, or finish the homework I didn't get a chance to finish at school. A lot of the time I would call Alice, and tell her everything. About how Emmett came and yelled at a boy for calling me four eyes, or how I wrote a wonderful song and I would read the lyrics aloud to her. It was funny, sometimes I called Alice my human diary, because I told her all of my secrets, all of my hopes and dreams, and everything I hated. She was a true friend.
Today I brought out my sketch pad, went to sit at my window seat, and drew the old willow tree outside, damp from the rain. Trees were beautiful. In every way. Tall and shady, they knew secrets of the past. I think, if trees could talk they would be very wise. Like elders you read about in books. I wish they could give me advice, or a hint of wisdom.
I doodled some more, and then wrote a poem or two in my journal.
Soon, it was nine o'clock. I went to go take a shower and used my favorite cotton blossom lotion. I dried my long, wavy hair in a towel and changed into a pair of sweats and a black tank top.
I put on my iPod and started listening to Poema's Feel The Same Way (AN: Whoot whoot!!!! Go Poema! Check them out on YouTube and tell me what you think!!!) and fell asleep. That, was the first night I dreamt of Edward Cullen.
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