A Cullen's First Impression

Prologue: Everybody always says that a person never forgets a first impression, so what happens when Bella's first impression of Edward Cullen totally changes her previous view of him? In a crowded cafeteria Bella Swan finds out that you can't judge a book by its cover. -Sorry, I suck at summaries, story is much better though!

Disclaimer- I was so thrilled when I found out I owned Twilight, and then so sad when I woke up and realized it was all a dream…

Chapter One- Saved from a Lifesaver

Bella sighed as she walked into the cafeteria, spotting her group of friends already at their usual table. She grabbed a tray and put a few different items on it, not really paying attention because she wasn't all that hungry today. Maybe this was because her lab partner, Edward Cullen, hadn't spoken a single word to her in the past two weeks since she came to Forks. She grumbled; leave it to the most gorgeous guy in school to make her time here miserable. She shook her head, resolving to never let Edward Cullen get to her again, and walked over to her friends. Mike stood up and pulled out her chair, as usual. She sat down and he returned to his seat across the table. Jessica was rambling on about the upcoming trip to La Push beach with Erik. Mike pulled out a packet of lifesavers and began offering them to the table. Some happily accepted them while others turned their nose up, saying they didn't really like hard candy.

Bella waited until she saw a green lifesaver surface, her favorite, and spoke up, "Can I have one, Mike?" Mike grinned like an idiot and tossed her the candy. She tried uselessly to pry the green lifesaver from a red one until giving up and popping both candies in her mouth.

Mike had watched this with amusement and laughed when she tossed the candy back to him, "Little trouble there, Bella?"

She scowled at him, and would've proceeded to stick her tongue out, when a loud crash sounded behind them. Bella along with the rest of her table gasped and jumped in surprise, a few girls around the cafeteria let out a startled scream. The source of the crash had come from a clumsy freshman who had stumbled and dumped his tray in the floor, the plate had shattered. People began clapping and snickering, congratulating the boy on giving them license to mock him for the next few weeks. Bella's table was laughing as well, and it was only when she tried to join in that she realized there was an uncomfortable feeling in her throat. Something was wrong. She tried to suck in a breath and realized she couldn't breathe. When she had gasped she had accidently inhaled her lifesaver candies, and they were now stubbornly lodged in her throat, blocking her airways. She tried a second time to gasp and began to panic, realizing she was getting no air; she was suffocating herself on a freakin lifesaver!

She pounded the table and saw that her friends were looking at her with worried expressions and as the realization dawned on them she could see a look of panic on their faces as well. "Bella, Bella are you alright?" She shook her head furiously, not even caring who had asked and began clawing at her throat. They knew she was choking and yet none of them moved to help! A few more people took notice of the crisis, and a few began asking others if they were first aid certified.

Before she realized what was happing a pair of strong marble arms wrapped around her waist and lifted her into a standing position. He began thrusting his closed fists in an upwards motion on her stomach; he was performing the Heimlich maneuver on her. She still didn't know who was attempting to save her, all she knew was she was still getting no air, her vision began to blur; she was slowly losing her grip on consciousness. He, whoever he was, moved his hands to her back and began pounding. Just before she fell into a pit of black, he gave her back one last strike and she was finally able to cough up the lifesavers, opening her airways. She sucked in breath after breath, afraid the ability to do so would disappear again. She then realized the arms still gripped her around the waist and knew that if he let go she would collapse. Thankfully he kept his hold on her as he slowly lowered her back into the chair. Bella focused on one thing alone, and that was reacquainting her lungs with oxygen. When her savior turned her chair to face him she gasped, but no one noticed because she had been gasping since she could breathe again.

Edward Cullen stared worriedly into her eyes, "Bella, I need you to calm down. You're hyperventilating. Breathe slow and easy." She slowly took in her surroundings; her friends had vacated the table, watching her from across the cafeteria. Edward had crouched down to her level, one hand on her right knee, the other placing two fingers on her wrist, taking her pulse. He looked up at her, his gold eyes piercing her chocolate brown ones. "How do you feel?"

She tried to speak, but it came out as a croak and was followed by a coughing fit. When she was done he handed her a bottle of water, she drank from it gratefully and then tried again, "Lightheaded…and I have a headache."

A crooked grin broke out across his perfect face, "Well, that's to be expected. You just went a little over three minutes without air." She glanced around the cafeteria and realized that other than a few stray people, they were the only two left in the room.

She looked back at Edward, her eyebrows knotted in confusion, "Where did you come from?"

He chuckled, "I was sitting with my family, over there. I heard the commotion and when no one else offered to help I decided to step in." He had pointed to a table across the cafeteria; he must have sprinted to get to her so quickly.

She looked up at the clock and groaned, "I need to get to biology, and so do you."

He shook his head as he stood up, offering his hand to her, "I'm skipping today, and I think you should too. Ditching is healthy every once and a while."

Bella took his hand and stood up shakily, "No, I can't skip. I never skip."

Edward chuckled as he steadied her, "Now why doesn't that surprise me? But remember what I said, ditching can be healthy. And I really think you should after your little episode."

Bella shook her head, "No, Edward-" it felt weird saying his name for some reason, she got a certain thrill out, "-I'm not skipping, but thank you for helping me."

He flashed that crooked smile again; her heart skipped a beat, "Your welcome, Bella." He walked her to class, as if he was afraid she would faint suddenly. When they reached the classroom door he finally released her from his protective grasp. "I'll see you tomorrow, Bella."

She nodded and watched him leave, wondering silently why she got a thrill out of hearing him say her name.

A/N- Sooooo, what do ya think!? I'm going to make the next chapter from Edwards POV, but before I post that, I need you to do one little favor: review!!!!!!! Thanks for reading!

~Julz