hey everyone It's nice to write you. This is my first twilight fic of my own writing.

Summary: Bella is Mara Cullen's physiotherapist and baby sitter. She finds Edward Cullen very attractive but stays away from him after his crazy protective girlfriend threatens her. Can Bella escape her feelings for Edward or will it land her in a lot of trouble? Extremely heavy on the B×E pairing. Actual story better than summary. Please read.

Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to the lovely Stephenie Meyer.

I just love to write, although I love Edward more but anyway here's the first chapter. Enjoy...

CHAPTER ONE: SURPRISES
My phone buzzed on the bedside table. I rubbed my eyes groggily and wondered who could be calling at such an hour. The caller ID was unknown. Peculiar.

I picked the call. "Hello?" My voice was still thick with sleep.

"Hello Bella." Huh. Why did this voice sound so familiar?

"Who's this?" I said out of curiosity.

"It's Esme Cullen dear," a motherly voice answered.

I smiled automatically. I shoulda known. "Hello, Mrs. Cullen. How are you doing?"

Esme was my mother's close friend since kindergarten. Renee had introduced her to me at a school reunion that I had been dragged to. She had a warm motherly personality. Mom had told me Esme had failed to have kids with her husband, Carlisle Cullen so they ended up adopting three kids and that's all I knew. I never really got to meet them.

"I'm alright sweetie. Sorry that I called at such an ungodly hour," she apologised.

"It's fine really."

"Let me get straight to the point. I'm just from calling your mom and she told me you recently graduated from university doing your masters degree on physiotherapy," she said bluntly.

"Yes? And?"

"Well I'm looking for a physiotherapist for my littlest baby girl Mara. She's six years old and she's having pains in her joints and she's refusing to see a doctor."

Is she offering me a job?

"Yes she's offering you a job," Esme answered.

"Did I just say that out loud?" My cheeks flamed up in embarrassment.

Esme chuckled. "Yes you did dear."

"So when do I start?" I was ecstatic.

"How 'bout Monday? I'm going to text you the address details," She suggested.

"A-alright," I stammered. I couldn't believe my luck.

"Well good night Bella. Hope to see you soon," she concluded.

"Mrs. Cullen? Thank you so much." She was really an angel. God, I needed money badly.

"It's nothing Bella, really," she brushed off. "I also checked with your former teacher at the university and he told me you were amazing. It's procedure really," she added, the last statement sounding like an explanation for why she called my teacher.

"Ok. Good night." I concluded.

"Good night dear." She cut the call.

I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear with happiness. Esme's call had come at the right time. Finally I could make enough money to help Rose out with the rent for our apartment. She'd taken me in since mom moved around so much with Phil on account of his baseball career and Rose's apartment was close to the university.

Rose worked as a model for Vogue at one of their branches. She had insisted that she pay the rent and it was fine but I couldn't help but feel awful for letting her do that. The money mom and dad sent me was only enough to pay my tuition and buy a couple of other essential things I needed. My family wasn't rich, and we learnt to live with basics.

I finally drifted back to sleep, a smile still tugged on my face.

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The alarm woke me up Monday morning, resounding every three minutes. I had tried to ignore it but it was annoying me. And I couldn't shut it off since it was in Rose's room. I flipped my phone over to check the time. It was 6:03am. Rose was going to wake up anytime soon. And she would yell at me to get my ass out of bed. Thank god I was a morning person otherwise...

True to my word, Rose knocked loudly on my bedroom door. "Get up lazy butt." God, my best friend could be annoying sometimes.

I sighed audibly and got out. My bed sheets were rumpled but I didn't bother yet to make my bed. I opened the door and a sleep laden Rose stared at me. Her long blonde hair was dishevelled but she looked gorgeous none the less. I bet I looked as though an electric current had been passed through me. "Good morning to you too, Rosalie." She didn't like it when I used her full name.

She smiled at me sweetly. "Good morning, Isabella." Ooh, touché. Well played.

"Hit the shower. You start your new job today. I want you looking presentable, professional but stunning," she ordered.

I knew better than to go against her, but I pouted and dragged my feet to pick my towel up and headed to the bathroom. I hated when she played Bella Barbie on me. It was my own personal hell. Hard to believe, I'd rather face a bunch of vipers than let her do my makeup or go on one of her shopping sprees.

After having a shower, Rose pulled me to her room and sat me at her dressing table. Why did she have to have so much makeup? Because she was a model was her brilliant answer. I mentally rolled my eyes. Forty agonising minutes later, my hair and makeup were done. She had put my hair up in a high bun and she let my bangs fall freely across my face. Thankfully, she had put light makeup on my face that looked natural.

"You look gorgeous, Bella," she commented.

I rolled my eyes. Typical Rosalie. "Yeah, right. You're my best friend. You're supposed to say that."

She frowned and opened her mouth to say something back but I cut her off. "Rose I'm getting late. It's already coming to seven thirty. Esme wanted me there by eight. I didn't want to be tardy." I said this after glancing at the digital clock on her dressing table.

She nodded softly and handed me my outfit and for once I couldn't help but smile. It was an office suit. White long sleeved blouse, black suit with a skirt that would probably reach just above my knees.

"I'm glad you like the outfit I picked out for you. Now go change. You'll be late." She smiled at me.

The suit fit me perfectly. These were one of the times I thanked the cauldron that I had Rose for a best friend. I knew I wouldn't have been able to pick what to wear. I was just so indecisive sometimes.

I brushed my teeth after having cereal and milk for breakfast and I made sure not to get any of the toothpaste on my suit otherwise Rose would throttle me. Saying a quick goodbye to her after she came out of the shower, I made a mad dash for my Audi A5. It was my baby. I loved it as much as Rose loved her flashy red Mustang. She had built it from scratch but I had bought mine using my savings since I was five years old.

I got to the Cullen house-scratch that-Cullen Mansion in record time. Turns out it was just a couple of blocks from our apartment. I gawped at the sheer size and beauty it had. There was an intercom close to the gate and I got out of my car and walked over. I clicked the button and someone answered.

"Cullen residence. How may I help you?" An almost mechanical voice asked.

"Yes this is Isabella Swan. I'm here for Mara Cullen. Esme Cullen hired me as her physiotherapist. I have an appointment for 8:00am." I finished and looked at my watch. It was 7:50am. I hoped this man didn't leave me out here and wait till 8:00am.

Fortunately, he didn't. The Gates clicked and opened road to the house though short was tarmac. The outer walls were an egg white with pillars, which had sparkly stones embedded in them that glinted in the light, supporting the upper floors. (Yeah I'm not that good at describing but bear with me)

I parked my car in the lot close to the other cars. And boy were there many cars. I moved slowly towards the door. Curse Rose for putting me in these death traps. Before I could get to the door, a small petite girl danced towards me excitedly. She was brimming with happiness and I became more confused when she hugged me tightly and fiercely.

For a small thing like her, I had to admit that she had a lot of energy. She squealed when she pulled away. "Hi, Isabella. I'm Alice Cullen."

Once she pulled away, I took a really good look at her. She was really pretty. Her green irises were bright and she had pitch black spiky hair, gelled to perfection if I may add, and it brought out her pale complexion even more. I couldn't help but smile back. "Call me Bella. Isabella sounds so formal."

I felt really comfortable with Alice already. I knew I had to be professional with this job but Alice made it hard to. We would get on well, I could feel it.

"Well, Bella. It's good you've come. We're going to be great friends. Let's get you inside." She dragged my stumbling frame to the door and into the house. She was really strong.

A/n, First chapter done. Bella has met Alice. In the next chapter, she meets Mara, Esme and Edward. Adorable fluff coming up.

This is my first take at writing fanfic. I'm jjust sixteen years old but I've aalways loved writing. so go easy on me. *pouts* pleeeeeeaaaaaaasssssseeeee! Read and review.

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