Let's say Edward had not made the choice to go to Alaska
Let's say Edward had not made the choice to go to Alaska. Would he regret his decision?
By request of my lovely miss Elle. Also for the under 300 challange.
Chapter One:
As I cooked Charlie's dinner I thought about the day I had at school and in particular the ever-mysterious Edward Cullen. What did I do to make him hate me so much and more importantly why did I care so much?
He most certainly owed me nothing. Nothing at all. What was I? A boring plain girl he would never be interested in. And even when he frightened me in the office and gave me the chilling stare that raised the hairs on the back of my neck I was still thinking about him.
As I turned to open the fridge to get more ingredients I laughed bitterly. What a fantasy. Edward Cullen and I Bella Swan together? Just the thought was absurd. I found what I needed and turned. I closed my eyes as I closed the door. I could almost picture his face with absolute clarity. Suddenly the beautiful god in my mind's face turned furious and hateful.
Wow Bella get a grip. This was quite an obsession I was forming. I opened my eyes to the Edward of my mind. The glorious Greek god was standing before me his own face only several inches from my own.