Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of the characters

This is going to be a long AN so bear with me for a while...

This story has been planned for a couple of weeks and a lot of thought has been put into each character. My beta and friend, Ellen or Itsmelon, and I have been tossing the first few chapters around for ages.

I want to give a huge, super massive planet-sized thank you to Ellen. I wouldn't really call her my beta because she has done so much more than editing chapters.

The characters are very OOC and I've adjusted them according to what the story requires. This story is fully planned so I won't be making up stuff as I go – it'll be smoother. A lot of my personality has transferred into Bella and so she's more natural.

As I am not a guy, I couldn't get Edward perfect. Another, huge thanks to Daniel who explain to me what a guy would think like.

If you sincerely like it, review and tell me your thought. The five funniest reviews will get a sneak peak of the next chapter so watch out for those. Besides that, enjoy!

Lessons of the Heart

Chapter 1

Life is an extraordinary thing. It gives everything and takes in return.

Even though it hurts to let go of the ones you love, it is something that is inevitable. The saying goes, "There are many things you can avoid, but death and taxes are inevitable."

I, as a person, have never experienced loss. You could say I was lucky, in a weird twisted way that only I could come up with.

Death was something that I had accepted many years ago. I had given up.

It didn't hurt as much as holding on. You slowly pass into this phase where everything is simply there but doesn't matter.

I refrained from loving, living. That way, I was never hurt.

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Forks High School – gossip, small people with big dreams, bitch fights, love triangles; you name it we have it. This is my school, surprising as it may seem. Everyone here seemed to think that they would be the next Nicole Kidman or Tom Cruise or, the latest, Edward Cullen.

The stereotypical numb-skulled pretty boy was the feature article of every magazine. Jessica, a friend and a faithful member of the I-love-Edward fan club, had thrust magazine after magazine under my nose. The repetitive, insignificant details about Edward Cullen were now painfully carved into my memory.

What did Jessica think I was going to do with Edward Cullen's birth date and past relationships? I don't even want to think about what she does.

Ugh! Ninety percent of him is make-up and he probably looks like an acne-faced nerd in real life. Jessica and her army of Edward worshippers had nearly buried me alive after I had pointed that out. Never, I repeat, insult Edward Cullen in front of them.

I am here and warning you because I was lucky enough that Jessica decided that she would spare me this time, because I was her 'friend'.

My loved, old Chevy truck choked to a stop in the limited parking lot of school.

Chaos. Why were people running around like mad stalkers, clutching the latest issue of Girlfriend? Not that they didn't normally but what was with the psycho rushing?

Ah, Jessica, my faithful gossip queen. Jessica's eyes were bloodshot, like she didn't sleep last night. What was she doing - emergency fan club meeting to discuss Edward's favourite colour? I really wouldn't be surprised.

"Oh my Edward!" Notice how Edward had replaced 'God' in her sentence? "It's about Edward! He's coming to Port Angeles tonight for the Twilight premiere!" Then she started to jump up and down. Creepy...

"Can you please, please, pretty please come with me to the premiere?" Grovelling – interesting technique.

"No." I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked toward the main building with Jessica trailing behind me.

"Come on, Bella! Please!!!! My mum says I can't go alone and I will be grateful to you forever if you come with me."

"No!" I refuse to encourage this rite. I methodically pulled out my books and pencil case.

"Bella..." Jessica whined like a sick puppy, "You don't understand how important this is to me."

"I don't." I turned to face her. "Jessica, you know that I am not into this celebrity showbiz. I don't even care about Edward Cullen." She looked offended like I had called her fat. "He's just another guy! He won the genetic lottery and is being paid for something he can't even take credit for. His parents should be the ones that should be paid."

"But... Edward is talented! He is a musician and an actor and he's only seventeen."

"Jessica, his music sells because of his face! I bet you he can't even sing a note to save his life." Where is Mr. Banner when you need him?

"Bella, I won't ever make you read another magazine if you consider going with me. I promise!" That offer was fairly good.

"I'll ask Renee and Charlie but if they say no, you can't force me. The deal is still on because I am considering." Please, Renee, Charlie, please say 'no'.

"I love you! Not as much as Edward, but I still love you!" Jessica squealed as the teacher walked into the class.

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"Hey, mum!" I called as I ran – more like tripped – up the stairs to dump my school bag on the floor. I slogged through the pile of homework set and hurried down when I heard Charlie walk in. He was early today.

"Hi dad!" I walked into the living room where my parents were making googly-eyes at each other. Yes, they had never matured out of their teen years.

"Mum!" I snapped them out of their private bubble. "Jessica asked me if could go with her to the Twilight Premiere. It's on tonight and it's in Port Angeles. What do you say?" Please say 'no, please say 'no'...

"Yes! Sure. You really need to get out more. Act more your age!" Renee was all for me acting like a stupid teen. She 'worried' that I'd rather sit and read a book than go out with my boyfriend. I shot a pleading glance at my dad who wasn't as enthusiastic.

"Renee... I don't think that's the best idea. Bella is only sixteen and there might be alcohol and drugs. You never know what children these days get up to. Bella is responsible but the world out there isn't as nice." GO DAD! GO, GO DAD!

"Charlie! She is acting like a middle aged woman. She will be fine! There will only be love-struck teenage girls there. No danger!"

"Uh... Mum, the danger is me being under the stampede of love-struck teenage girls! Who knows what they will do to get Edward Cullen's glance?!"

"Bella, you are going. You might enjoy it and today's a Friday night. Go enjoy!" Renee said. Charlie attempted to interrupt but Renee had already placed her hand on his mouth and shot him a look that said, 'don't you dare say anything!'

Damn! I had no choice but to go. I stomped upstairs and called Jessica, telling her to pick me up in twenty minutes. I was about to change into my worst pair of holey jeans when Renee burst through the door.

"Bella, don't tell me you were going to wear that!" Renee shot a disgusted glance at my jeans. "Here, I bought these jeans today. They are your size and they would look fantastic on you."

"I don't want to look good!"

"Yes, you do. Every girl does – even you."

"Hmph! Fine. But I get to choose the top!" I slipped on the pair of navy blue jeans which, I have to admit, looked fantastic on me. They sat nicely on my hips and gave me shape –

Whoa! Hold it right there.

I slipped on my navy blue top with the print of Elmo on it. My mum, surprisingly, gave me a smile when I picked that. Oh, crap! Maybe it looked good. I dared a glance in the mirror and surprisingly, it did look good.

Jessica's horn sounded, indicating that it was time for the torture to begin. I grabbed a sweater, my phone, my iPod, and my wallet, and hurried outside.

Jessica thanked me a billion times on the freak ride there. She drove faster than I had ever seen her drive. I clutched my seat in terror and waited till it was over. I stumbled awkwardly out of the car and to where girls were lined up against the red barrier. Security guards were posted inconspicuously on the sides of the red carpet.

Jessica dutifully dragged me right up to the barrier so that she could get the best view of Edward. Edward was 'fashionably late' but no one seemed to mind... except me. He was definitely one of them. He was a stuck up, rich, spoilt, stingy brat.

I hooked my iPod earphones and turned up the music until I could hear it over the babbling. A few minutes later, my music was drowned out by the noise of girls on high. They were squealing and fighting each other for the best view. Ah, the Edward Cullen must have arrived. The place where were standing wasn't crowded. I could clearly see the black limousine door open and two figures step outside. One was male - I'm guessing Edward - and the other a female, who must be his co-star in Twilight, Kirsten Stewart.

Jessica, along with the other thousand girls were screaming. I rolled my eyes and pulled out my earphones, looking down to safely tuck my iPod into my jean pocket. The distinct sound of Jessica's screaming was cut off and I looked up anxiously to see if she was still there. You could never know – she might have jumped over the barrier and grabbed by security.

Jessica was there. And she was hyperventilating. Oookay....

I turned to see the cause of her behaviour and saw him. I blinked then stared. He was good-looking! Holy -!

I pulled myself together and turned around, ready to walk away.

But I was stopped.... by Edward Cullen.