A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first fanfiction, without counting a poem that I had written called "The Very Word: Love", and I am VERY excited .
I have many ideas for this story, and I just want to let you guys know that this is an EdwardxBella story and they do end up together. I'm not sure if there will be a lot of life-threatening twists, but there should be enough action to keep the story going. Please read and REVIEW. The more reviews I get, the happier I'll be and the more likely I'll write faster, hehe. The first paragraph of this chapter is just the paragraph in "Twilight" that I'm continuing from.
Oh, and the title of the fanfiction, "Tremble For My Beloved" is off the Twilight playlist.
Disclaimer:
Stephenie Meyer's awesome books: "You know you wanna own us. But, too bad, you can't." –chuckles-
Me: -glares-
"I sat frozen in my seat, staring blankly after him. He was so mean. It wasn't fair. I began gathering up my things slowly, trying to block the anger that filled me, for fear my eyes would tear up. For some reason, my temper was hardwired to my tear ducts. I usually cried when I was angry, a humiliating tendency."
As I picked up my Biology book, my eyes rested on a silver cell phone, sitting on the black desktop. Great. Just great. Whose cell phone do I find but the one belonging to the mysterious boy that despises me? As if being extraordinarily clumsy and having the ability to bruise every inch of my body at least once in my lifetime wasn't punishment enough…
I assumed that the cell belonged to Edward Cullen, for he was just sitting beside me, and perhaps in his speedy escape, he simply forgot to take it. That- and the next phrase coming out of the mouth of a cute boy that was leaning against my desk, a grin plastered on his face.
"Oh, Cullen's phone!" he exclaimed.
Yup, it was his phone. Now I had to return it. What an honor, I thought gloomily. Honestly? I was frightened of Edward. I know it sounds odd- me being scared even when I don't know him, but the memory of those cruel black eyes and that deathly stare still sent shivers down my spine.
"The name's Mike Newton. You must be Isabella Swan, am I right?"
I sighed. Charlie must be calling me Isabella behind my back, for I couldn't think of another reason that everyone in this rainy town knew me as my long official name, instead of my preferred nickname. Well, I do call him Charlie, instead of "Dad". I guess we just weren't ready for the whole Father-Daughter bonding thing yet…
"Call me Bella, but yes, that's me. Nice to meet you," I said as I smiled as warmly as I could. Mike seemed much friendlier than Edward.
"Oh, it's certainly a pleasure to meet you," he replied as he winked. "May I escort you to your next class?"
I was shocked. Full out shocked. Nobody had ever taken a second look at me, much less tried to flirt with me! That is, if what Mike was doing was considered flirting. I wouldn't know.
"Erm…sure, thanks. Oh, wait. I have Gym. I think I can find it."
He seemed to perk up at my words. "Really? I have Gym, as well!"
As we walked together, he startled me by what he said next.
"Cullen seemed really annoyed today…Not that he ever acts completely normal. The guy's kind of weird, if you ask me. But, today was different." He shoos his head in confusion. "So, what are you going to do about the cell phone?
"I…don't know," I replied. He waved and left to go change out and I subconsciously touched the phone as I thought. What was I going to do with it?
After Gym was over, I changed back into my normal clothes and hurried to my truck. I sat in the driver's seat and took Edward's phone out, setting it on my lap. Picking it up, I opened the phone, surprised to find that it was turned on, further tempting my curiosity. I couldn't. I shouldn't look through his phone…should I? What if he found out? What if he asked me? I was a horrible liar and he would probably see right through me. I decided to leave my thoughts of snooping behind, and I started the truck, unbeknownst to the fact that I was shivering from the cold until now.
When I arrived home, I finished the tiny amount of homework I had and I found myself sitting at the kitchen table, my mind swirling like whirlpool. Edward's phone leapt from one hand to another as my course of action changed with each switch of the hand. I could give the phone to him tomorrow during school and that would show him that I didn't mean to bother him. The phone went from my left to my right hand as another idea popped into my head. Instead of just handing him the phone, I could always confront him, or I could go to his home and question him there. Or would that seem too desperate? I groaned in frustration and slammed the phone on the table just as Charlie walked in.
"Hey there, Bells. How was your first day at school?" he questioned me as he hung up his belt. I sighed and shook my head. "It was fine. Everyone was really friendly…um...Ch-Dad?"
"Yes, Bella?" He looked up from the T.V.
"Well…I was wondering if you knew where the Cullen's live?" Of course he knew, he was the police chief!
"Sure I do. They live in a grand white mansion just outside of town. Why do you ask?
Oh, no reason, I'm just thinking of visiting them to return a phone to a handsome boy who I think hates me. Yeah, right. Like I could say that. "I was just invited for a study party at their house." I smiled inwardly at how quickly the lie came to me.
"A party?" Charlie asked as he raised an eyebrow.
"A study party, Dad. Nothing like that."
"Oh, okay…I suppose that'll be alright. Who's going to be at the study group?" Leave it to Charlie to play 'Twenty Questions'. But, he was a good father- looking out for me.
I quickly searched my mind for the names of the two girls that Jessica had pointed out to me. Hmm…Alice! And Rosalie!
"The two girls who live there, Alice and Rosalie."
"No boys, correct?" Charlie looked so frightened, it was almost humorous.
"No, Dad. No boys." Heaven forbid his seventeen year old daughter finds a boy she takes a liking to. I rolled my eyes. "Could I get the directions to their house?"
He nodded his head. "Sure."
In about an hour I was seated in my red truck, turning the heater on. I glanced at the directions Charlie had written once more, and then pulled out of the driveway. As I drove towards their house, I thought about what I was going to say once I got there. I would return his cell phone, then say…what? "Hi, I was wondering why your eyes were pitch-black and whether you hate me?" That definitely wouldn't be a very good first impression.
I turned into a clearing and my jaw dropped at what stood in front of me; a huge, rich mansion surrounded by lush, green trees. A red BMW and the silver Volvo I was in the student parking lot sat in the driveway, causing my truck to pale in comparison. I parked my car and rapidly took the key out, hoping that the huge noise didn't announce my arrival. I walked along the pavement, up the stairs, and I stared at the doorbell. "I can do this," I told myself. "There's nothing to be afraid of…"
I pressed the button and a chime rang through the mansion. The door slowly opened and there stood the incarnation of beauty, a mixture of a scowl and a smile on her face. Rosalie.
A/N: So, you guys like? Review and tell me whether I should continue or not :)