Chapter One

Oh. My. God! I can't believe it. Sitting here with my head on my knees in the girls toilets I can't help but realise that after all these years of hating that stupid know-it-all Edward Cullen and I'm starting to fall for him! I think… but I really really really hope not. Ugh! What is happening to me?

I moved to Forks when I was twelve after my mother remarried. She didn't say that she didn't want me to stay anymore, but I could tell. So I made the decision to move to forks to live with my dad.

On my first day everyone was really welcoming even though Forks is so small that they all must have known each other already. Everyone that is, except for Edward Cullen.

At first I was hurt and worried that he was acting so rudely towards me

"What's wrong with me?" I had asked my best friend, Angela.

"Nothing," she replied, "He acts like that all the time."

After a while I began to realise that there was nothing wrong with me, and if he didn't want to be nice to me, then it was his loss.

After I had calmed down I contemplated going back to our normal lunch table.

"Bella?" Shit! Angela had noticed that I was gone. "Bella? Are you alright in there?"

I had no choice now but to answer.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just give me a minute, OK?"

"Sure," Angela sounded confused but she let it go. Thank goodness for that!

Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Okay, I was feeling much better so I opened the door and went out to face a very worried Angela.

"Bella? Is everything okay? Do you need to tell me something?" Angela looked more concerned than I thought she would. I breathed a deep sigh. I decided to tell her, there wasn't much I wouldn't tell her eventually anyway.

"I think I might have a crush on Edward Cullen," I whispered.

"Omigod!" Angela said, doing nothing to hide the surprise in her voice. I had never hidden my hate towards Edward Cullen from her.

"What? When? How? I don't understand?!"

"I don't get it either, but if you come over my place this afternoon then maybe we could talk about it then?"

"Oh I'd love to!" Angela said, then she stopped, "Maybe we shouldn't tell anyone else though. You know, in case it's just a temporary thing…"

I agreed with her. This whole thing was really weirding me out.

We left the toilets and headed cack to our table. One thing kept bugging me though. Angela's words: "Maybe it's just a temporary thing," she had said.

I kind of hoped that it was, but somewhere in my heart I knew that it wasn't. I had never felt this way before and it scared me.

That night, while I was cooking dinner I thought about everything that Angela and I had talked about that afternoon. After all of the gossip and giggling that we had had, we agreed on one thing. I had to talk to Edward tomorrow and find out if he was the bastard I had always thought that he was.