Summary: What if Bella was already in a relationship when she moved to Forks? What if she wasn't quiet and reserved, but popular, talkative, and slightly arrogant? What happens when she decides to cheat and get the handsome Edward Cullen to fall for her?

AN: okay, so i'm gonna try and go for a good romance/drama here, but it might not work out. so just read and tell me what you think! enjoy!

The Forgotten Love

Chapter One: Untimely Arrival

His hand gently brushed my cheek again, his sweet breath fanning my face. I gratefully took it in. His other arm twisted around my waist, his hand resting on the small of my back. His lips soon found my neck. I pulled him closer, my fingers tangling in his hair, my arms locked around his neck.

We were alone, just the two of us, behind the stage in the auditorium, shrouded in the darkness.

He continued to trail kisses on my neck, going up. Then his mouth found mine and I eagerly stretched onto my toes to meet his lips.

His kiss was gentle at first, as it always was. But it soon became more and by the time he broke it, we were both gasping for much needed air. He rested his forehead on mine, the tips of our noses touching.

"I love you, Bella. So much," he whispered.

"I love you, too, Robert. With all my heart."

I opened my eyes to the dim morning light as the memory faded away. Oh, how I cherished that memory, along with so many others. I sighed deeply as I rolled over. I already missing him.

What was I thinking! I had missed Robert the instant I had stepped on the plane leaving Phoenix and going to Forks. I had missed him before I was even gone. And I would miss him every moment I was without him.

My alarm clock began to beep, indicating that it was time for me to wake up. I groaned as I rolled out of my little bed and looked around me, hoping in some distant corner of my mind that I would be in my room at home in Phoenix instead of the shabby closet at my dad's house in Forks. But luck was not with me; I was surrounded by the claustrophobic light blue walls, the faded yellow lace curtains, the creaky rocking chair, the wooden desk, and the second hand computer. All at my dad Charlie's house.

I groaned again and grabbed my bag of bathroom essentials as I dashed out of the bedroom. There was only one bathroom in my dad's small shack of a house and I didn't feel comfortable displaying my personal hygiene items within my dad's viewpoint.

After my clean-up minute, I headed back to my room to get dressed for my first day at the tiny Forks High School. How can you just put some three hundred teenagers under one roof and call it a high school? I mean, get real.

That was another thing I missed about Phoenix; it's so much easier to blend in in a crowd.

So, I wasn't in a real great mood as I made my way out to the ancient Chevy my dad had bought me as a "homecoming" gift. The day outside seemed to reflect my dreary mood; the clouds never completely faded away in Forks.

I managed to find my way to the main office relatively easily; the sign made it completely obvious. The lady behind the desk was kind and overly-friendly. I couldn't help but just try to smile at her warm welcoming to me.

I knew the day would be awful the moment my first class ended.

"You're Isabella Swan, aren't you?" said the boy in the desk across from. He was tall and gangly and had obviously never heard of acne medicine. He had shiny, overly-oily black hair.

I smiled slightly. "Bella," I corrected him. I absolutely detested being called Isabella.

He smiled back, eagerness shining through him. "Bella," he repeated, "I'm Eric."

I kept the smile plastered on as I got up to leave. Once I was sure he couldn't see, I rolled my eyes at him. I knew he would be following me.

"So, what's your next class?" Eric asked, his voice behind me. I really needed to get a job as a psychic.

"Um..." I hesitated. I was trying to remember what my schedule had said. It finally came back to me. "Government."

"With...?"

"Jefferson?" The way I said it made it sound more look a question than an answer.

"In building six, right?"

I just nodded my head in response.

"Need help finding it?"

I didn't reply, and he took my silence as a yes.

As we walked, he talked. He told me about the school and pointed out its various occupants. He knew everyone's names, from the students, to the staff, to the janitors. No one ever returned his greetings though, but that didn't seem to bother him in the least.

When we finally arrived at building six, he waved and turned back in the direction we had just come. I rolled my eyes again, this time at his overly-helpfulness.

Mr. Jefferson was pretty nice, aside from his gawking at me, followed by him looking me up and down. I won't even go into the detail of that.

It was a while, but I soon recognized most of the people in my classes. But Eric wasn't in any more of them, thankfully. I intercepted quite a few seductive smiles from the boys scattered around the cafeteria. I always rolled my eyes at them and made sure they saw it, too; I knew that Robert would gleefully pound anyone that tried to make a move on me.

It was at lunch that I noticed the five beautiful beings that were supposedly my peers, according to a girl that sat by me at lunch. It seemed impossible for them to be only seventeen or eighteen; some of them looked like they could be teachers! The girl also mentioned that they were all adopted by the well-known Dr. Carlisle Cullen and his wife, Esme. Also, in an attempt to spread some gossip, I presume, she said that they were all dating someone within their "family" except for one of them. His name was Edward Cullen and he was, by far, the most beautiful. His bronze hair was tousled into a casual disarray and his dark eyes hypnotized me whenever my eyes caught up to them.

I shook my head in attempt to empty it of the thoughts that began to poison my mind. Jeez, Bella. Get a grip! You already have a boyfriend and one is enough!

Aw, but he's single and Robert's back in Phoenix! my sucker side retorted.

No, Bella. NO!

But my sucker side got a treat at sixth hour.

I walked into the Biology room, not expecting much, but I quickly saw that there was one available seat: an aisle chair right next to Edward Cullen. I smiled at the mere thought of sitting next to him.

I walked to the front, watched the teacher goggle at me for a second before he signed my slip at pointed me to that one empty seat.

It was one hell of an hour.

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