Hey there lovelies!
Here I am again with a new fic (:
Again, this will be drabble-ish. Which means short little chapters with an update everyday. (I'll try)
I've come across this idea a couple of days ago, and let it grow in my mind until I was able to write it down.
I hope you'll enjoy my new Edward and Bella (:
xo,
Pearl
Stephenie Meyes owns Twilight... *sob*
I just own a ticket to Breaking Dawn and a lovely new laptop!
The Beard.
"He's so gay, it's such a shame!"
"Don't date her if you plan on getting laid, I bet she wants to stay a virgin until marriage."
At least, that's what they say about twenty-two-year-olds Isabella Swan and Edward Cullen. But they have a plan, it's about to get time for a change.
Chapter One.
It was raining, the sky was dark with angry-looking clouds and gusts of wind that made you want to bury yourself under a pile of fleece blankets, your average autumn day in Seattle.
I sat on my bed, treasuring what was left of the week off from college I had and read through the important paper that was due next Thursday.
I didn't have a housemate so normally it's nice and quiet, and I lived in a studio not far from campus and outside. The rain was tapping on my windows and cars were slipping through the wet roads. All seemed like a perfect, me-time kind of day, filled with reading and drinking coffee.
There was noise in the hallway, which was rare since I lived on the top floor and the only other apartment was unoccupied.
I figured I wouldn't have a neighbor at all this year, because semester had already started and chances were small someone would even be able to afford the three bedroom apartment with the fancy kitchen and marble bathroom.
Yes, I'd seen it and drooled all over those shiny cabinets and professional looking steamer and chef-stove.
No, there was no way in a million stinking years I'd be able to afford that, thanks to my lack of good money-planning and time left to work.
All I did was waitressing tables at the coffee shop and diner downstairs a few times a week, the place of my landlord Mike Newton, and that wasn't exactly a gold-mine.
Fridays were my days off, so I didn't bother dressing up nicely and just stuck with the black loose yoga pants and a warm sweater.
Can't have enough warm, fuzzy sweaters over here
I wondered what was going on at the luxurious apartment next door, and my curiosity got the best of me.
Standing up from the bed, I stretched my arms in front of me and tried to loosen up the painful knot in my neck without much success. I yawned once before pulling my ponytail a bit tighter and walking to the door.
I cracked open the door, sticking my head through the gap and peeked out to catch a glimpse of the noise-maker.
Nothing to be seen… Weird.
I walked out of my doorway, being careful about not closing the door and went over to the door on the opposite side of the hallway.
It was opened, a stream of light coming through the crack.
I decided to be a very polite neighbor and knocked, twice.
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