Hey! This is my first fanfic, and reviews are always nice :)
And sadly, I do not own Twilight, Edward, or Bella. Sigh.
"Bella, I still cannot believe we are going to live in Paris this summer," Angela said with a thrilled gleam in her eyes. Months ago we had both signed up for a program based in the most romantic city in the world. But I wasn't expecting anything romantic. I thought of Mike, my boyfriend back in Forks, who I only agreed to go out with him because I pitied him. Yet, I kept on dating him; growing up in a small town like Forks did not leave you with many options.
Earlier that day, Charlie and Angela's parents had dropped us off at the small airport in Port Angeles. The flight had been short and reasonably uneventful; I had managed to spill the entire contents of my purse on the floor.
Here in Seattle, the upcoming flight would be torture. The airline had mixed up our seats, so Angela and I would be seated separately. This was going to be fun.
"I am so glad we are doing this. I don't think I could have taken another rainy summer in Forks," I said.
"Won't you miss Mike?"
I inadvertently answered a little too late, "Um … yeah."
Angela looked at me cautiously as she gathered her bags to board.
Inside the plane, Angela got to her seat first. I sighed as I made my way past her. I found my seat, put away my bag, and sat down. Looking out the window, reveling in the fact that I had scored a window seat, my phone buzzed in my purse with an incoming text:
Look Up! :)
I raised my head to see Angela enthusiastically waving at me. I waved back, and started to watch the still arriving passengers. Families, couples and businessmen were all making the same trip. My mind headed to practice the little French I knew, when suddenly, my mind went blank. My heart seemed to stop beating; blood rushed to my cheeks, my hands went into a clamor.
Walking down the aisle was the most stunning man I had ever laid eyes upon. His beautiful bronze colored hair was messy, his muscular frame showed through his simple grey shirt. I realized my mouth was hanging open, so I quickly snapped it shut. Just as my heart was restarting, the breath taking god-like creature stopped right beside me. He shot me a crooked smile as he put up his bag, and I felt my face flush for a second time. I have a boyfriend. I have a boyfriend. I have a boyfriend.
"Hi, I'm Edward." He sat down, and buckled his seat belt, never taking his eyes off of me.
"B-Bella," I stammered, internally cursing myself for being so awkward.
"Nice to meet you." His clear emerald eyes bore into mine. He was gorgeous. My cheeks heated once again as I inwardly made an excuse to look through my purse, and out of my peripheral vision I could see him still looking at me.
"Is this your first time going to France?" he asked.
"Yeah, first time out of the country. What about you?" I fidgeted in my seat.
"No, I've been there many times," he smiled that crooked smile again; "I love the feeling it gives you. As soon as you get there, everything is just intensified."
It was hard to look away from him, but the flight attendants had started speaking. I could feel the electricity pouring into my veins; the source seemed to be coming from him. I'm pretty sure he felt it too.
I started to pull my hair into a ponytail, but unfortunately I missed a few strands. This did not get past Edward. He slowly reached up and tucked the strands behind my ear; his hand pausing for a moment. I could not breathe, let alone move. We sat in silence for a few minutes.
He turned to me, his eyes wild. "Bella, tell me about your life."
As I talked to him, I explained about Forks, Charlie, Renee, I noticed he hung onto my every word. He made me forget who I was at points. It was later I realized I failed to mention Mike.
"…And so, we decided to spend this summer in Paris through this program where we take French classes, and just basically live in the city. It seemed like the perfect thing to do after graduating high school."
Edward smirked. "I think I'm in the same program." He gave me the title of the company who set it up, and we realized that we were, in fact, going to be spending the summer together. I could not help but smile back.
Finally, I decided to get a couple hours of sleep before we landed. It seemed so surreal to be sharing my life with someone I had just met, however that did not stop me from dreaming of him.