Okay so it's been a while but I really like this story. First chapter is not always the best, so keep that in mind. I have already wrote 5 chapters and if you guys like the story that please reveiw! Reveiws = inspiration to write more!
Anyway...
-BELLA-
"Mama how come all the other kids at school have daddies and I don't?" Mitch asked. My cute, adorable 4 year old. It broke my heart every time he asked.
"Because God wanted it that way, but you like it right? It being just you and me?" I asked.
"Of course mama you and me are the best there ever!" he exclaimed giving me a hug.
"Glad you think so." I said.
So here it is, I was 18 wild, and drunk. It a classic really I was so drunk that I lost my virginity to a guy I didn't know and now I can't even remember what he looks like.
I had no idea who Mitch's father was and I was more and more ashamed of it everyday, but what can I do now? "Mama looks who is on TV!" I looked to see pop star Edward Cullen on the screen. He became famous shortly after I got pregnant. He always looked so familiar to me. Like I knew him, but that's just crazy.
"Bella you really need to get Mitch off that Cullen guy." My big brother Emmett said as he walked through the door way.
He came to smell what I was cooking in the kitchen as I hummed along to the music coming from the TV. I admit he seemed a bit stuck up but his music was my guilty pleasure and that's why I had no problems with Mitch liking his music also. "What? Sure he may be a stuck up pop star, but you have to admit he can sing and there is nothing you can do about. Mitch breakfast!" I called out. "Not to mention he's super hot."
"Mom!" Mitch complained.
"What? He's my age and even if he wasn't I-
"MOM!"
"Okay, okay I got the picture." I laughed.
"No, but seriously Bella that's not very manly." Emmett said.
"Oh I forgot I was dealing with the man of all men." I teased.
"That's right." He said.
I served Mitch his pancakes and then sat down to eat mine with him. Emmett sat next to me with a puppy dog look on his face. "Doesn't Emmett get pancakes?" he asked.
I just laughed and got up to get him some pancakes. Emmett was 24 and I was 22. Today we were taking Mitch to the park to have a picnic. Emmett has always been there for me and ever since Mitch was born he's been there for him to. We got in the car and headed for Wal Mart first to pick up a few things.
As we were heading towards the picnic blankets I tried to see what Emmett was staring at. But sooner than later I had to turn my head to see where I was going. Emmett however didn't realize this and smacked right into a clothes rack knocking it over. I could help but burst out laughing so I ran behind the changing rooms to hide it because one of the workers was running over. It was then that I realized what Emmett had been staring at. It was a blonde girl about my age. But she wasn't a fake blonde like some blondes that I knew back in the day,
I watched as he apologized and she just smiled and said it was nothing they couldn't fix as she helped him clean up the mess. For the first time in my 22 years of age I saw Emmett blush!
I looked down at Mitch standing by my side and he was smiling as we poked our heads a little farther out to see better. Emmett looked for us and quickly spotted us as he said a quiet good bye to the blonde girl. He saw the smirks on our faces and stuck his tongue out which was accompanied by a lovely glare.
"What?" He said.
"You like her." I accused.
"What ever." He said breaking his eye contact. I was a master at spotting a lair and he was lying.
"Ask her" I said.
"Bella, she's pretty and all but that doesn't mean I should get down on one knee and-
"I meant on a date you ding dong."
He hesitated trying to think of an excuse. "C'mon Uncle Emmett I thought you were the man of all men?" He accused and I couldn't help but laugh at that.
"I am!" He said defensively.
"Then be a man and ask her on a date." He opened his mouth to respond but I cut him off, "I can spot a lie a mile away now go!"
"Mitch feel free to take notes." He said,
"Why?" Mitch asked.
"Because you're about to see a man in action." I just laughed as he went over to the girl, Mitch and I snuck behind the same fitting rooms as before.
He tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around only to smile when she saw it was Emmett. "How may I help you?" She asked.
"The real question is how may I help you?" he shot back. Mitch just slapped his fore head. Smart boy, couldn't have said that any better.
I had to jump in and save him I had no other choice. I ran up and started saving his butt, "What my 5' 11", all muscle lovable teddy bear of a brother means to say is that he really likes you and was wondering if he could take you to dinner on Friday." I finished.
He shot me a confused look, he was so clueless sometimes. She smiled and said, "I'd like that." She wrote her number on a piece of paper and handed to him. "See you Friday…"
"Emmett." He said anxiously.
"Okay then see you Friday Emmett." Then she walked off.
"Your welcome." I said.
He unfolded the paper and looked at it. "Her name is Rosalie, what a beautiful name." He stared at the paper adoringly.
"Are you sure you're not ready to get down on one knee?" I asked.
"Hey Uncle Emmett want to hear the notes I took?" Mitch asked. What notes could he have possibly gotten out of that?
"Sure." He said eager to hear.
"Well only one really 'When asking out a girl don't be a wimp like my Uncle Emmett." I couldn't help but laugh that was too good.
Oh, what a good day.
-EDWARD-
I ran into my hotel room and locked the door behind me as I heard the raging paparazzi behind me. Sometimes being a pop star wasn't the easiest thing in the world. I needed a break. I needed to let lose like I used to when I was 18 right before I hit it big.
I remember the last party I went to it was crazy. I remember banging this drunk chick. Brown hair and brown eyes but that was all I knew about her I didn't even know her name. I remember that town. Forks was what it was called. Maybe I could take a break there. Just a week or two. I know there is no press there it would be perfect. I decided I would get a plane ticket now. I mean why not the sooner the better after all my vacation time was just around the corner I would just call and say I'm taking it a few days earlier.
Wait. An air plane was to flashy I would have to drive there. So I packed my things and got in the car and headed to my home town. I know its really spontaneous to do things like that but that's the way I was you never knew what I would be doing within the next five minutes.
After hours of traveling I saw the Forks sign and heard the thunder roll. Yup this was it. It was non-stop rain here the way I remembered things. I should probably pick up a few snacks before finding a hotel to stay in. I saw a Wal Mart coming and turned into it.
I walked through the door and took a short cut through the clothes section to get to the food when a little boy came up to me. "I know who you are." He said.
I couldn't be recognized, "Shhh we don't want anyone to know who I am okay?" I asked."Okay." I sighed with relief and it was then I saw how much the boy looked like me. Same hair, same eyes, even the same voice… "I'm so sorry. Was he bothering you?" A voice asked.
I looked up to see one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. She looked to be about my age. It was then when I was recognized. "Hey! I know who-
I put my hand over her mouth, "Please don't say it."
She pulled my hand off her mouth. "Sure no problem." I liked how she understood what I meant. She seemed very down to earth. Then a huge guy who also looked about our age walked up. "No way." He said.
"Emmett he doesn't want anyone to know." The angel said.
"Whatever. Ready to go to the park?" I wondered if this man was her boyfriend, only one way to find out. This should be easy the small boy and the angel seemed to be fans.
"Oh there's a park here do you mind if I were to come?" I asked.
"Mom! Please." One.
"Emmett?' Two.
He thought for a minute, "Why not?" Third times the charm.
I followed there car to a park I knew all to well. I just wanted to come to get closer to the angel. Hopefully the big guy wasn't her boyfriend. But I think the boy is her son. Oh well who cares this angel was to interesting to let a kid get in my way.
We got to the park and we sat down to eat. I figured it would be easiest to start with the kid. "So how old are you sport?" I asked.
"Four." So if the angel was my age then she must have been 18 when she had him. Maybe she's an older sister. "And what your sisters name?" I asked.
"I don't have a sister." He replied.
"Oh then whose this pretty lady right here?" I asked nodding in the direction of the angel.
"Oh that's my mommy! You think she's pretty because she was just saying how ho-
"That's enough Mitch, my name is Bella."
"Did you know that Bella is beautiful in Italian." I said,
She blushed, how cute, "No I didn't."
"Did you know that I am here?" The big guy asked.
"Is this your dad, sport?" I asked.
"No, that's Uncle Em. I don't have a daddy actually." He said sadly. I feel bad for him. But this means the angel, well Bella, was single.
"Oh that's to bad." I said.
"Uncle Em wanna have a race around the playground?" Mitch asked.
"Sure Mitchy. On your marks, get set, go!" And they were gone. Perfect. I couldn't help but notice how much the boy resembled me. It was kinda freaky. Forks was so much different then it was when I was 18. Or I guess I was different . I thought about the girl I was with before I left and for the first time I felt guilty.
My mind flashed back to the brown haired, brown eyed girl but I was interrupted by Bella, "So what brings you to Forks?" It was then that I realized that she had brown hair. And brown eyes.
NO WAY! It couldn't be… could it?
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I can post another chapter tomorrow if I have reveiws! Even if its just one!
By the way I have been diagnosed with bieber fever! (for those of you who don't know it means I love Justin Bieber. If you don't know who he is then I feel bad for you.)
Song to listen to: Baby - Justin Bieber
Quote: "It's not about finding the perfect person. It's about seeing an imperfect person perfectly." - think about it.
