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Hero in the Horror Section

"He's gone," I said, just lying there. I was in his…old…room. He was gone without another word to me. The rest of the Cullens were still here. Everything was the same, except, Edward was gone. I was still a senior, Alice was too. Edward was supposed to be….

NO! I will NOT think of him anymore! Oh but its hard not to. Why did I have to love him so much?

Stupid, shiny Volvo owner.

Now all that I have left of him is that damn, God forsaken Volvo, his room, his family, some pictures. The only thing I have left of his scent were stray clothes he left behind-basically all the ones of his I had ever worn. For some reason he left me a letter, maybe to remind me of him, I wouldn't know.

I haven't read it, yet. Well, maybe I won't read it all. Maybe that's best. Maybe. No! I will not read the letter. Okay, maybe just a peek. NO! Have you ever said a word so much that it began to sound weird? Yeah well that's happening with the word maybe.

"Alice?" I called.

"Yes, Bella?" She was at our...my…door almost instantly.

"I think I'm going to go over to Port Angeles to shop. Please, can you tell Esme not to worry?"

"Do you want any company, Bella?" She asked kindly.

"No, I'm just going to the book store."

"Oh, well then, have fun," she said almost questioningly.

"Thanks Alice."

"Bye, Bella."

I continued to get ready and walked downstairs. When I got outside I walked to Edward's…my Volvo. I got in, started the car, and drove to the main road. I don't know why I use this stupid car. Oh wait, yes I do, it's because Charlie gave my truck back to the Blacks, all who won't speak to me know that I live with the Cullens…well most of them anyway. I miss him so much.

I spent a good hour in the car thinking and driving to Port Angeles. Once I arrived it took me ten minutes to get to the book store. I walked inside and straight to the romance novels. All the couples on the covers had lust filled eyes and looked; well I don't think the word is happy but maybe loving. I don't really know. I think it's one of those things you just feel. I picked one up called 'The Tragic Love Story: I Write Sins Not Tragedies.' I read the back and decided to buy it. I soon found myself in the horror section and the non-fiction horror section. I didn't even know they had a non-fiction horror section here. Who'd have thought?

I saw this huge section on nothing but vampires.

"This is most definitely my section." I said to myself.

I looked around for about five minutes before I saw something that caught my eye. Of course, all the good stuff is on the top row, like all the back pain medicine is on the bottom row at the drug store. I turned around and saw a black stool. I picked it up and placed it in front of the book shelf where the book

I wanted was and stepped up.

Oh great the book is stuck, I thought. Why does this always happen to me? I pulled again and again and it was still stuck. With one last try, I pulled the book as hard as I could and began to fall backwards.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," I shrieked, but wait a second, I never hit the floor. Oh my God I'm dead!

"Are you okay?" asked a boy I had never seen before. It was then that I realized I was being held by two strong arms. He was tall, probably taller than…Edward. He has blonde hair that was long and semi-messy. He had these bright blue eyes I just wanted to melt in. He also had unnaturally pale skin. He was, to say the least, gorgeous. And he was my hero.

"Yeah, I think I am, now." I answered. He then set me down and I my knees buckled and I began to fall again. He quickly grabbed me.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine; by the way, I'm Bella."

He laughed, "I'm Andrew Cinder."

"Thank you Andrew." I said gratefully.

"You're welcome, Bella." He said, smiling.

"Listen, I know we just met and everything, but would you like to join me for coffee? There's a place right up the street with an excellent vanilla bean coffee."

Before any other words could come to mind I said, "Yes."

His grin grew five sizes as he led me out of the book store and onto the street outside. We walked down the street toward a small coffee shop I had never noticed before. He then led me inside.

"What would like today, Bella?" he asked me.

I looked over at the menu and was overly confused at all of the names so I said, "Whatever you're having."

He smiled and ordered for both of us and paid. The look he had was filled with joy and happiness. He then turned to me and asked, "Bella can you please go grab a table for us."

I nodded and began to look around. I walked to the back of the coffee house, near tables where no one else seemed to want to sit. It was at the far back, in the corner and wasn't very well lit. When I sat down, Andrew came toward our table with two cups of hot coffee and sat down.

He smiled again. Looking directly into my eyes he said, "Tell me about yourself, Bella."

"Well, um, I'm Isabella Swan, but everyone calls me Bella. I go to Forks High School. I love music…" I had to fight back tears with that one. Edward and I used to sit around for hours listening to his extensive CD collection.

"Cool, I'm Andrew Cinder; I play football at Blocks Academy. I also am a fan of music. Oh, and I'm a senior at Blocks.

"I'm a senior, too!" I nearly screamed and he began to laugh. I blushed a very bright shade of red. I loved his laugh, it was so beautiful, not like Edward's but very close. I, then, began to laugh as well. He had that effect on me. Wait-Andrew, this boy I just met, effected me? Whoa! I didn't see the A-Train pulling into the station. I never thought anyone except Edward would have this effect on me.

"So, Bella, what do you do for fun?" Andrew asked me.

"Cook, drive around, listen to music. Whatever I can find to do. What do you do for fun?" It felt weird searching my mind to come up with something to try to keep a secret for the Cullens, because most of the things I did were with vampires.

"Football, hang out with friends, go to movies, just anything fun." He answered me, honestly.

I took a sip of coffee and it was good. I then told him, "This coffee is excellent."

"Well thank you. I love this place's coffee. I grew up around all of this stuff and I'm still not sick of it."

"Wait, what? Is this your coffee shop?" I asked him, very confused.

"My family's coffee shop, it's just named after me." He began laughing and happened and handed me the napkin dispenser.

I took it from his hand and read the napkin of top. It said 'Andrew's Coffee Shop'. How did I miss that? I began laughing hysterically.

He began laughing and said, "This is my graduation present, all four coffee houses in Washington will be mine on May 28th."

"Wow," was all I could muster. I had heard of Andrew's Coffee Shop before tonight. They had bands perform, open mike night, poetry readings, and brought in lots of money. In other words, Andrew was going to be loaded before he was twenty-one.

"Bella, this may seem forward, but would you like to go out with me again, tomorrow?" he asked. He seemed very shy about it. It was so adorable.

"I would love to go out with you again tomorrow, Andrew." I answered, smiling.

"Great, I know this awesome little French restaurant."

"Cool, I can't wait."

"Bella," he began again, "would you mind if I drove you home tonight and brought you back out here tomorrow to get your car?"

"Of course you can drive me home, Andrew." I answered, whoa who is this Bella, who accepts two dates in two days from someone she just met, this Bella who let someone she barely knew drive her home and bring her back out twice tomorrow.

"Great, you ready to go?" Andrew asked, already standing.

"Yeah, let's go."

I stood up and he led me out of the door. We walked side by side down the sidewalk talking and laughing until we reached his car.

"Oh my God! You have a Lamborghini!" I screamed.

He laughed, "Yeah, my dad likes me to drive around in a suitable car for a quarterback, so he got me this. I would've been fine with an older car or something but he insisted. So I said ok." He began laughing again, and I joined in.

"I have a silver Volvo, it goes pretty fast, what's the fastest you've driven in this lovely car?"

"Ehhh, 150, 160. Depends on the mood I'm in." I laughed at that.

He is so cute AND funny I thought.

He opened the door for me and shut it after I got in. He then ran to the other side of the car and got in. We both buckled our seat belts and he started the car. We pulled out of the parking lot where his car sat and we began the drive to Forks.

We spoke in the car quite a bit. He told me how he also lived in Forks and that Blocks Academy was in Port Angeles, so his dad let him go there because it was on the way to the coffee shop.

I told him how I moved to Forks form Phoenix and how Forks High was. I also told him how my dad is chief of police and surprisingly Andrew knew my dad. It took us about forty-five minutes to get from Port Angeles to Forks. Since, the Cullens mansion was right inside of town it only took five minutes from the 'Welcome to Forks' sign to get to the beginning of their driveway. He drove up right before the front porch. He got out of the car and ran to my door. He opened it up and helped me out, but he kept my hand in his. Surprisingly, I was okay with it. He walked me the short way to the door and leaned in when….

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