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Chapter 1

Bella

I sat with my back against the large oak tree with my nose stuck in my favorite book, Pride and Prejudice. I loved Jane Austen. I sighed heavily as the soft breeze rolled through, rustling my dark brown hair and the leaves of the giant tree, some falling gently to the soft green grass. I brushed my hair out of my face and I watched as one fell onto my bare foot. I wiggled my toes and it slowly fell to the ground. It was a beautiful bright green color, the color of spring, at least here in Washington it was everywhere. I heard the soft ringing of the bell coming from behind me, and I sighed. Back to class I go. Just one more week, I thought to myself.

I silently packed up my books into my tote bag and shoved it onto my shoulder and slipped my shoes back on. I grabbed my Snapple off the ground and drank the last of it and threw it in the nearby trash can. I trudged along the dirt path I had created from my many journeys to my quiet oasis under the tree away from the whole population of the school. Everyone was gathering their bags and books and hurriedly walking in every direction to get to class. I wasn't in a hurry. I hated Calculus more than anything else.

I walked into Calculus just as the late bell rang and took my seat near the back of the class and collapsed into the hard cold metal chair. I looked up and saw Mr. Richards writing in big letters on the chalk board his white head bobbing as he moved along. EXAM FRIDAY. I sighed. I hated that old man just as much as I hated calculus.

He turned around to face the class, adjusting his big black glasses on his big nose. The whole class laughed seeing the white line of chalk that he had just smeared across his wide nose. He put the chalk down and he tightened his plaid tie up into his throat and smoothed it down along his great big belly. I stared at his dress shirt and realized he had a big stain right where he had situated his tie. Sly, I thought to myself, trying to cover up his sloppiness.

He began talking in his meek little voice and I immediately tuned him out, pulling my notebook out and doodling random shapes and designs. I was so wrapped up in my doodle of a palm tree that I jumped when someone poked me in the shoulder with a pen.

"Bella!" Jessica whispered at me. I turned to look at her, startled. She started laughing silently almost falling out of her chair. I looked up at the teacher who was turned toward the board writing formulas. I threw my pencil at her. She cringed as it hit her in the chest and dropped to her lap.

"Don't do that to me," I hissed at her, leaning my head down and covering my mouth as to not draw attention to myself. She just giggled quietly and slipped a bright pink flier onto my desk.

I threw her a sideways glance narrowing my eyes but she just pushed it farther onto my desk. I rubbed my face and sighed then looked down at the paper. I read the big black letters on the top of the paper. Spring Break Luau. I looked up at her with a raised eyebrow. Why in the hell would I want to go to this? I shoved the paper away and she looked at me and frowned. I sighed. She always got so upset when I didn't want to participate in normal teenage debauchery. I mouthed to her I'll think about it knowing full well that I wasn't going to go and continued doodling in my notebook.

After an agonizing hour of nonsense, the bell rang and I jumped up quickly and almost ran to the door. I was hoping I could get away from Jess before she could hunt me down and interrogate me on why I didn't want to attend to the so-called "Party of the Year". Weren't they always? I rolled my eyes at my statement and got lost in my thoughts.

"Bella, slow down!" I heard Jessica running to catch up. Shit, I thought to myself. She caught up with me and she interlocked our arms. "So..." She trailed off. She stared at me blankly and I stared ahead intent on not answering her. "Have you thought about it?"

I turned my head to look at her. I drew my hand up and pinched the bridge of my nose. I hated being guilt tripped into doing stupid things like this. She grabbed my shoulders and shook them, knocking my bag off. "Jess, why do you always insist on going to these lame ass parties?" I grabbed the bag before it could fall to the floor. Her hands flew up into her long brown hair and began twirling it nervously.

"I..I…I don't know. It's not lame Bella! If you just TRIED to have fun for once...." She huffed looking hurt that I had just insulted her idea of fun. "It will be fun! I can do your hair…" She said grabbing my dark brown hair and twirling her fingers through it, smiling widely. I looked at her doubtfully. The smile immediately disappeared. She dropped her head in defeat.

"Come on, Jessica, get real. It's going to be nothing but a bunch of the horny jocks and slutty cheerleaders sucking face and making fun of us less fortunate people ." She furrowed her brow to contemplate what I just said. We walked in silence for a minute and she grabbed my arm tightly and yanked.

"Hey! I am not less fortunate! I live in a nice house!" she said looking hurt and folding her arms to her chest. God, sometimes she was so dense. I rolled my eyes at her and continued walking with her until I reached my English class. We stopped at the door and she leaned against it. She brought her hands to her chest and pressed them together. She began to pout. "Pleeeeaassseee!!" she begged. I scoffed and grabbed the door and pulled it open knocking her out of the way. I shook my head and walked past Jessica and she threw me a dirty look. I could tell she was mad. She turned and stomped off down the hall. I walked into the half empty room and sat down near the window. Ms. Patterson was my favorite teacher. I loved this class. She was sitting at her desk waiting for the students to finish piling in.

I sat in the chair with my head in my palm and stared out the window waiting for class to start. Two tall boys sat in front of me and completely ignored my presence. One I recognized as Jasper Hale. I didn't know him very well but I knew he had a twin sister named Rosalie. They definitely were the wonder twins. Beautiful, rich and absolutely perfect. I sneered at my own thoughts. The two boys sat down noisily and began talking about the party on Friday.

"Man, I can't wait to go to that party on Friday" the dark haired boy said banging his fist on the desk. "It's supposed to be the biggest party of the year. I heard a lot of hot chicks will be there." They both laughed and high-fived each other. I wrinkled my nose at their crudeness. Boys! I thought to myself.

Ms. Patterson cleared her throat loudly. She was so tiny I could barely see where the noise came from over the boys. I learned forward a little and I saw herstandin in front of the class patting her short curly red hair and flattening her shirt and waited patiently as the noise slowly died down. She leaned against her desk and looked around the quiet room. Someone in the back coughed. She grabbed her book that was sitting next to her on the desk and held it to her chest and she smiled.

"So this week, we will be discussing Romeo and Juliet." A couple of kids groaned in disappointment which caused an uproar among the class. She immediately tried to shush the class and everyone quieted down again. "Alright, alright. I KNOW that you all LOVE this book, oh so much, but it is my favorite book. At the end of the book, we are going to write a 4 paged paper on how this story relates to Midsummer's Nights Dream." Great, another bullshit paper I had to write. Awesome.

I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for Ms. Patterson to continue her discussion. She began talking again about the book, which I had read 3 times already. I let my mind wander to relating factors of both stories and leaned my head into my palm and waited for the next hour to go quickly.

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I walked slowly along the walkway after class as the sun beat down on my dark hair making my head hot. The sun was hardly ever out but today is was blaring down on the top of my head, as if confirming my already terrible day. Normally I would welcome the sun, anything was better than the rain and overcast clouds, but today, it taunted me. I lifted my head toward the sun, shielded my eyes and stuck my tongue out at it. Stupid sun. I pulled my hood up over my head to take some of the heat off. It helped, but not much.

I slowly trudged along walking to the parking lot not in any hurry to get into my truck and make it home. I thought of all the things I had to do at home and I suddenly wished I had a much more exciting life. I finally made it to the truck and I hardly notice Jessica, leaning against my dirty truck with her ear buds popping out from behind her long brown hair. I nearly ran into her. She looked up at me startled and pulled her ear buds out. She gave me a disgruntled look and she turned quickly, her bright blue sundress whipping around her. She tugged on the door handle signaling me to unlock the doors. I pulled out my keys and unlocked her door. The lock popped open and she jumped into the front seat without a word. I began to wonder why it is that I hung out with her in he first place. I walked slowly to my door and opened it. I threw my tote bag onto seat next to me and sat down, leaning my head against the back of the seat. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. I suddenly felt tired.

"Umm, Hello? Can we go please?" She stared at me harshly. I opened my eyes and slowly turned my head to give her a dirty look and come back with a witty comment but she wasn't paying attention because she had already put her ear buds back in and was bobbing her head to the music. She must still be mad at me from earlier. Who cares, she was always mad at me for some stupid reason or another.

I put my keys in the ignition and turned the key. Nothing. I furrowed my brow and stared at the dashboard. I turned the key again. Nothing. I leaned forward and rested my head onto the steering wheel. Not again. This happens all the time. I pulled off my hood and I heard Jessica scoff. I closed my eyes and I heard the door open and Jessica slam the door. The whole truck shook. After a few minutes, I heard a knock on my window. I figured it was Jessica so I ignored it. I heard another knock, this time louder. I sat up and opened my eyes to look into the most beautiful face I had ever seen. I stared at the face for a couple seconds before realizing what was happening. He signaled to me to roll down the window and I started turning the handle. The window slowly came down groaning with every crank and the heat rolled through the window along with an amazing smell.

"Hi" He said smiling the most perfect smile I had ever seen. "Are you having some car trouble?" I looked at him mesmerized. I was speechless. I nodded slowly and he chuckled. "I don't mean to pry but I was sitting over there waiting for my ride to come and I couldn't help but notice. Do you need any help?" he said running his fingers through his hair, his unbelievably perfect bronze hair.

"Yeee…….yes" I said stuttering slightly. I swallowed hard and slowly reached for the handle. I felt like such a dumbass. Since when did I stutter? I shook my head trying to concentrate on the task at hand trying not to look at him. I opened the door and climbed out of the truck.

"May I?" he motioned for the door. I nodded, stepped back and he took the door from me and reached into the truck and popped the hood. I stepped back even further and watched him walk around to the front of the truck and open the hood. The muscles in his arms rippled as he held the hood. I realized I was holding my breathe and I suddenly released it quietly. I stepped closer to the truck to see what he was looking at. The closer I got, the more I could smell his intoxicating scent.

He didn't look like much of a mechanic to me, but what do I know? I slowly walked around to the front of the truck and peaked around the hood. He was holding the hood up with one hand and grabbing at some wires with the other. I watched him work under the hood, pulling at wires and cables. I looked him up and down inspecting this unfamiliar figure working under my hood. He was wearing a fitted white shirt with black jeans and black converse. I watched him for a couple minutes before I spoke.

"Is there any hope?" I asked as I kicked the tire of my old truck. Stupid rusty piece of shit. I had been begging my dad to buy me a new one since last summer. I had my eye on this newer truck. I begged my dad to buy it for me but with no such luck.

"You know Bella, you are lucky to even have a car. Do you know how many people your age that don't have a car?" I rolled my eyes at my father's speech. I had heard this over and over again. "If you want a new car, you are just going to have to pay for it yourself. You know the way things are now that your mom is gone" That always made me feel like shit.

My mom had died almost 2 years ago from breast cancer, just 2 days after my 15th birthday. That was the worst birthday I had ever had. She was so sick and so weak but she refused to not let me celebrate my birthday. She got up really early that August morning and made me a huge chocolate cake with purple frosting and cooked me a huge breakfast. She decorated the house and had some of our friends over to celebrate. Charlie of course missed my birthday because he was off working that day, as usual. He was never around, and I sort of blamed him for my mom's death. I shook my head trying to shake the unhappy memories away coming back to reality.

I watched the unfamiliar presence as he scratched his head for a minute smearing grease across his forehead. 'I am not too sure really. I'd have to take it to my house and give it a good once over before I could really give you a definite answer." I giggled looking at his forehead. He looked at me confused.

"You have um…grease on your forehead" I said laughing a little louder than I meant to. He blushed a bit as he tried to wipe it off his forehead, failing miserably in fact making it worse. His green eyes began to sparkle. My heart beat a little faster. What was wrong with me? This is just a guy. Sheesh, no big deal. He smiled and leaned forward again to play with all the wires and cables

Suddenly I realized Jessica wasn't anywhere to be found. I looked around the parking lot, my truck was the only one left. Where had she gone? She was always walking off doing her own thing, but she was always getting into trouble. I walked a little closer to the hood.

"Hey, have you seen my friend anywhere? She was standing out here a few minutes ago but…" I trailed off as he raised his eyes to mine his bronze hair falling into his face. He pushed it back with his forearm.

"I saw her walk towards the gym but I didn't see where she went. Sorry." He looked back down and he tilted his head to the side and furrowed his brow to concentrate. I sighed heavily. My thoughts were startled by the slamming of the hood. I looked up and he was wiping his hands off on a handkerchief and looking at them intently trying to get all the grease and dirt off. He raised his eyes to meet mine and I could feel my face suddenly get hot. He smiled.

"Well, I think it might be your battery cables. I think you have a bad connection but I need all my tools to take a look at it. If you like you can bring it back to the house to have it looked at. I think I fixed it for now. Give it a try." I walked back to my truck and turned the key. Suddenly it sputtered alive. I grinned widely. Thank God!

I stood there and stared speechless. Who in the hell was this guy and why had I never seen him before? "Oh, by the way, my name is Edward," he said reaching his hand out to shake mine. I stood there stiff. He frowned a little when I didn't grab it immediately. I shook my head and grabbed his hand.

"I am Isabella, but everyone calls me Bella. Thank you…you know for fixing my truck" I said shaking his hand . He pulled his hand away and I looked down at my hand which now had grease on it. I looked at it disgusted for a moment and then I looked up.

"Sorry," he mumbled looking a little embarrassed. "Here," he said handing me the handkerchief he had in his hands. I took it and wiped my hands off slowly, smiling. "You can keep that, I have more," he said looking away. I couldn't help my mind from spinning.

"So…" I said, started off trying to gather the words to make a complete sentence. " I have never seen you around before. Are you new here?" I asked wringing the handkerchief in my hands. I looked down nervously.

"Oh…..umm yeah. We just moved here from Chicago. Forks is really…different from Chicago," he said chuckling, more to himself than to me, I thought.

Just as I was about to open my mouth, a huge muddy white jeep came speeding through the parking lot and screeched to a halt right in front of us. I stood back shocked and the dark tinted window rolled down and music poured out of the window. A head popped out and he looked at me and winked. Shocked and utterly disgusted at the wink, I glared at him.

"Bella, this is my ride and my older brother, Emmett." he said shaking his head. Emmett reached over and turned the music down. Edward walked over to the side of my truck and picked up his backpack.

"So, Bella, is it?" Emmett said while watching his brother gather his things. Edward threw a look at Emmett. I nodded quickly. "Nice to meet you, Bella. Edward hurry up, I got to get home before everyone does, I left a huge mess in the kitchen and I've got to clean it up."

Edward walked around slowly to the other side of the jeep. He stood up on the huge tire and looked over the top of the jeep and looked at me. "If you need me to look at it, I will have better chances if you bring it to the house." he smiled widely.

Jessica came running up to me nearly knocking me over to see the mysterious boys who were now standing there talking to me. She was such an attention whore. She smoothed out her dress and stood still sticking out her chest slightly. I rolled my eyes at her.

"Don't be rude, Bella. Introduce me to your new friends," she said smiling the biggest smile I had ever seen her smile in my life and batting her eyelashes. Christ, I thought to myself. I looked back at Edward and Emmett who were looking at her wide eyed. I sighed.

"This is Edward and his brother Emmett. Edward fixed the truck for us," I said matter-of-factly. She giggled a little bit and I looked at her quizzically. What in the hell was she doing? I grabbed her arm and I lead her back to the truck. She ripped her arm from my grip, glared at me and walked to the other side of the truck and got in, slamming the door. I looked over my shoulder and noticed they were still watching us. "Thanks Edward for your help" I said smiling. "See you around." I could only wish that last statement came true.

I got into the truck and watched as Emmett speed away through the parking lot, stereo blaring. I sat a little too long and Jess huffed and stamped her foot on the floor. I put the truck into drive, and slowly pulled out of the parking lot thinking about what had just happened. I couldn't believe I had acted like such a dumbass. I couldn't think of anything but that perfect smile the whole time I drove home. I sighed. It wasn't such a bad day after all, I smiled to myself.

A/N- So this was my first fan fic and I hoped you enjoyed it. I am slowly but surely still working on it so bare with me.