A/N – OK so this is my first FanFiction so be nice please. No flames. And in the story it doesn't exactly say the ages but Bella is 15 and Edward is 16. A/Human
Disclaimer – I do not own any of the Twilight Characters or anything like that in general. I wish I did though.
Chapter 1:
I've always wondered what it'd be like to get out of this place. To have a family. I've been here at Forks Adoption Center (F.A.D.) since before I can remember. Which may seem weird considering I don't remember, but one of the leaders here told me she found on the porch step with a note saying "Please take good care of her" and that was all. It was barely legible considering it had been a rainy night. So cliché.
"Time for supper!!" I heard Ms. Melody yell. Great… it was probably leftovers from last night. Last nights dinner consisted of liverwurst, mashed potatoes, and corn. I strongly dislike liver, and just hearing the worst at the end just adds on. But I guess I can't complain, I'm not the only one here who has to eat this, and I guess it's better than nothing. I reached the dinning room table just in time. I saw my best friend, Edward, sitting near the end of the table with his hand tapping the opening seat next to him and smiling in my direction. I waved and walked over to where he was, and took a seat.
"Hey Edward," I said.
"How's it going Bella?" He asked.
"Pretty good, minus this disgusting food," I responded. He laughed. Edward has emerald green eyes and ruffled bronze hair. He wears jeans most of the time and some sort of music tee. Today it's a 'Social Code' tee, finished off with black and white converse. Me, I was wearing a 'Flyleaf' tee, dark jeans and scuffed white converse. I have brown hair that goes about two inches past my shoulders and brown eyes.
"Yah I know what you mean… this stuff isn't the greatest…." Edward was saying as he lifted his fork with a piece of liverwurst twirling at the end of it. He put it in his mouth and scrunched up his nose. I started laughing.
"Well you try some and you'll be doing the same," he whined.
"Alright…" I stabbed a piece of the funky meat and put it in my mouth. Edward started laughing and pointing.
"You…look like…you're…constipated!!" he said in between laughs. I couldn't help but laugh along.
"So you want to watch a movie later?" I asked.
"Sure. Let's watch Meeting With a Vampire," he suggested.
"Okay, but I might get scared."
"That's ok. I'll protect you," he said with a wink. Whoa… I never knew how good he looked when he winked.
As dinner went on we kept laughing at each others scrunched up faces.
Fifteen minutes later we were in the den with popcorn in our pajamas, watching Meeting With a Vampire. I never realized how literal the title was. (A/N- I just used the title… again I do not own it.)
"So do you sleep in a coffin?" asked Dr. Stein.
"No, I sleep in a tree as a baaaaat," replied the vampire in somewhat of a Yugoslavian accent… emphasizing the 'a' in bat.
"Psh… ok this isn't scary enough, put something else on!" I said while stuffing popcorn in my mouth.
"Oh alright, there's Sweeney To-…"
"YES!" I exclaimed before he could finish. He started chuckling and put in the DVD. I don't know why, but when he laughed it sent and electric shock through me, He looked amazing in his blue and white plaid pajama pants and baggy AC/DC tee. I scanned myself over. I was wearing plan black fleece pants and a 'Hedley' concert tee, with my hair falling on either sides of me.
Just then the movie started… "'There was a barber and his wife…'" sang Johnny Depp in his beautiful English accent.
"I never knew Johnny Depp could sing." Edward stated.
"Me neither. I just thought he was an actor."
"Well, he sure is pretty good."
"What about you? As long as I've known you, I've never once heard you sing."
"Hmm…" Just then Edward stood and started singing along with the next song.
"Pretty women
Fascinating...
Sipping coffee,
Dancing... pretty women
Pretty women
Are a wonder.
Pretty women!"
Edward sang. He was actually really, really good. He amazed me. Just a little while longer and I was up there with him singing background.
When the song was finished we sat back down and started laughing. I have known Edward for the longest time, like I said. I've always denied it when someone asks me if I like him as more than a friend. But I that's because I've never had a crush. Ever. (That's mainly because half the people here are too young or too old or girls.)
But now any time he even looked at me, I'd feel a shock go through me. So I decided I'd try something I could never see myself do. Every time Sweeney would cut a throat, I'd hide in his shoulder and wince. He'd just wrap his arms around me and hold me there. By the time Sweeney Todd finished cutting his fifths victims' throat, we were both fast asleep.
The next morning I woke up to the sound of banging pots and pans coming from the kitchen. I sat up, stretched, and yawned. I looked to see the blue screen on the TV from the movie being done, and Edward leaning against the couch with his neck cranked back. I just noticed that one: I fell asleep with him, let alone on him, and two: That there were now creases from were I had been sleeping on him. His bronze hair looked even more ruffled. He looked adorable. I shook him awake. "Hmm… what?" He grumbled sleepily.
"We fell asleep."
"Oh. I kind of figured that." He sat up, stretched, and yawned. "What time is it?"
"Umm… I think ten," I said looking at my Mickey Mouse watch (hehe).
"Oh. Are we the first ones up?"
"Besides the cooks and the leaders? Yes." I smiled.
"Oh. Okay." We both stood up folded the blanket, and put it back on the couch.
I ran upstairs and took a shower (I even used my special strawberry shampoo). Then bolted downstairs to the table with a pair of jeans, my white converse, and an Eric Clapton tee on. Edward did the same as yesterday. Tapping the seat next to him and smiling. He was now wearing dark jeans, a Martin Luther King – Dreamsicle – tee, with his black and white converse.
Today's breakfast menu was porridge, and orange juice with pulp. Bleck. I hate pulp. But I'm okay with porridge.
E POV
Bella looked amazing. Even if her hair was sopping wet. I tapped the open chair next to me and smiled at her just like I had done yesterday. She smiled back. I've been in love with Bella for FIVE years now. But not too long ago Angela, one of the other girls here, asked Bella if she liked me as more than a friend. Angela told me she said no. Since then, I've trashed my plan to tell her how I feel. I don't want to chance ruining our friendship over something as stupid as this.
I picked up my spoon and poked at my porridge. I took a spoonful and stuck it in my mouth. I like porridge. I finished within five minutes.
I looked over at Bella. She was looking at James. This big buff guy. He's not a foster child. His mom's the leader and he comes here just for the fun of it. He's seventeen years old, wears khaki's and a mustard stained football jersey, with a black 'Bud Light' baseball cap turned backwards with his greasy blonde hair sticking out.
The girl next to him, Lauren, apparently said something funny because James burst out laughing showing his brace-filled mouth.
Grrrr. Bella was still watching… did she like him? I couldn't imagine why. I mean, c'mon, there are plenty of guys who are way better… like the one sitting next to you, Bella!! Gah. I'lI distract her… "So Bella, want to the park after breakfast?"
"Uh, yah, sure. I'm almost done." She smiled. She then started taking bigger slurps of her porridge.
B POV
Ew. During breakfast I had been watching stupid James. I think his brains are in his biceps. Those things are huge. Big muscles freak me out, it's like he's on steroids or something.
I kept watching him talking to Lauren. She irks me. She's such a prick. She said something stupid about how some girl had toilet paper stuck to her shoe after coming out of the bathroom in the mall, and James burst out laughing as if it was the funniest thing in the world. I noticed what looked like bits of hot dog from last week's barbeque were still stuck in his braces. Classy.
"So Bella, want to go to the park after breakfast?" Edward asked.
"Uh, yah, sure. I'm almost done." I smiled. I started taking bigger spoonfuls of porridge so we could leave. The sooner, the better.
A/N – So there's my first chapter!! I hope you liked it and please, please review!!
Beta-ed by eRegz.