Okay so this is my first every Twilight story (Weird title, I know((Blush))) and I am so nervous to post this(: I've only ever written for One Tree Hill (Nathan/Haley) So hopefully I did okay:) It's AH/AU and probably OOC at times.

Disclaimer--Sadly I don't own Twilight, it belongs to the amazingly talented Goddess, known as Stephenie Meyer.

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A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another one of them will fall for the other, maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late or maybe, just maybe, forever.

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Owwee.

I bit my lip to stop from crying out as I banged my knee on the edge of one of the many tables around the café. They were all pretty evenly spaced out, but of course I would walk into one.

Trying my best to hide the discomfort I was currently feeling in my leg I made my way over to the table of people that had just come in-limping the whole way.

Putting on my best smile I took out my notepad, pen at the ready, "What can I get you?" I asked politely, despite the throbbing on my lower thigh.

"A few more minutes." The blonde haired girl told me, rudely, I might add. Bitch.

All her little friends snickered behind their menus.

"Sure." I locked my jaw, turning on my heel I made my way behind the counter, gripping the pen in my hand so tightly I thought I heard a snap.

Stupid Lauren Mallory.

"Bella?" My head turned reflexively at the sound of my name been called, and I couldn't stop the smile crawling onto my lips.

"Are you okay Sweetheart? You look like you just ate a sour lemon." Esme joked with a genuine smile on her face.

Despite having to deal with snotty Lauren Mallory I loved my job, because I had the bestest boss in the world. Seriously. Esme had moved to town just a little over a month ago with her family, she'd bought this small café and had it up and running within two weeks of been in Forks. Some would call her crazy, giving clumsy Bella Swan a job but I thought she was the kindest person ever.

"I'm fine." I smiled, releasing my death grip on my pen and pad, setting them onto the low counter.

"I really don't like that girl." She spoke, her eyes trained on the fake blonde in the booth, her cackle could break glass. I was sure of it.

"That makes two of us." I agreed. Maybe I could accidentally spill their drinks over them? I mean, I am naturally clumsy, no one would think for a second I had done it on purpose…

"How about you take your lunch break early?" Esme offered, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder.

I was about to decline, knowing the lunch rush would be in soon but as I heard another cackle from across the café I nodded my head, thanking Esme with a smile as I walked through to the kitchen.

Truth be told Esme was the only reason I had stuck with this job, it was just a way to get some extra cash over the Summer-at first. Then after working for her I simply couldn't bring myself to quit, she told me that her sons were going to help her out once school started up again (much to my dismay, it was only a couple of days away). I'd never met her them, only her husband. Carlisle. The first time I saw him I nearly keeled over, he was gorgeous. But so was Esme, I couldn't even begin to imagine what they're three sons must look like. I closed my eyes then, feeling insensitive, despite never meeting her boys Esme had explained to me that they were adopted, and that she couldn't have children. She was so trusting. See why I cant quit?

"Bella!"

My head snapped up at the chirpy voice, a tiny body coming barrelling toward my own.

Oomph.

"Oops." Giggle. "I missed you!" She squealed, her arms wrapping around me the best they could as we were both sprawled out on the floor.

I couldn't help but laugh, her giddy-ness was infecting. "How was Australia?" I asked, both of us getting up from the ground.

"Amazing." She grinned, and then started gushing about everything she'd done on her holiday, and what she'd seen. Boys. Ocean. Boys. Kangaroos. Boys.

"Sounds great." I grinned, then wrapped my arms around her again, "God I missed you Alice, never leave me that long again."

She laughed, lifting her pinkie finger out to me. "Promise."

I wrapped my pinkie around hers, both of us giggling. "Good."

"So this is the place, huh?" Alice said, taking a look around, "I like it, and the brown haired lady, is that Esme? Oh my God! No wonder you couldn't quit! She is so nice…"

I smiled again as Alice broke into another long ramble.

I really had missed her.

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Five, four, three, two, one…

Quitting time. I grinned while taking off my apron, the last couple of hours had been dead in the café, so I'd offered to close up, letting Esme go home early. Despite her protests I could see she'd wanted to get home to her family, she'd been putting a lot of extra work into the business, getting it up and running and now that it was doing good she deserved a break.

And now I deserved a break.

Alice had gone home just after lunch, but reminded me about out shopping trip tomorrow. Imagine going to school in the same close as last year? The horror. I laughed quietly, Alice and her melodramatics.

A soft jingle brought me from my thoughts, looking up I assumed the last customers to leave hadn't shut the door right and the wind blew in, making the bell ring.

Oh how wrong I was.

It wasn't the wind, oh no, but a Greek God like creature. Only more beautiful.

I felt my heart stutter in my chest as he closed to glass door, his bronze hair ruffled due to the breeze and slightly damp because of the rain.

He looked like a male model, modelling a new line of raincoats.

"Hello."

Thu-u-u-mpp. My heart missed a few beats, his voice was smooth, like velvet. And rich, like chocolate.

I was sure I looked like an idiot, my mouth half open, my apron half way over my head.

But I simply couldn't form words.

"I was just wondering if Esme was still here?"

"N-no." I cleared my throat, finally finding my voice. "She went home about an hour ago."

"Oh okay, well thank you anyway."

I never thought I'd seen anyone as unbelievably gorgeous as him, until he smiled.

Oh my God.

His lip pulled up slightly to the side, into a crooked grin.

Was the room spinning? Oh oops. Breathe Bella.

I tried my best to smile back, and breathe at the same time. And since it took all my concentration to remember to breathe it wasn't an easy task.

He nodded once and with a small wave he was gone. Just like that.

Leaving me dazzled.

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My old Chevy truck groaned in protest as I pulled up at my house.

My boots squelched and sloshed on the muddy grass as I walked up to the front door, my apron was covering my head, a makeshift umbrella.

Sighing in relief as I got into the house I hung up my jacket, shaking my hair like a dog, despite my attempts to keep it dry I always failed.

"Hey Bells." My Dad greeted me from his spot on the couch, I could hear the sounds of a baseball game been played on the TV. What else? I thought. "Good day at work?"

A Slow smile spread onto my lips, "Yeah," I replied. Coming face to face with the guy of my dreams? "It was okay."

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Thoughts?(: