Heya, this is my first story so sorry if it kind of sucks! This is a twilight fanfic obviously and the idea for the story is based on this book called diary of a crush by Sarra Manning

The character might be a bit OOC, but it's for the story so hope you enjoy

Eden.

Do you ever get that feeling that you're waiting for your life to begin? Sometimes I feel like I invented that feeling. Everything's happening so fast, changing right before my eyes and I can't even bring myself to get out of bed and dazzle the world with my brightest smile and shinny new hair slides. Instead I'm huddled under my duvet, scribbling into my Emily the strange note book. Pathetic right, I seem to be writing a lot lately, it's like an escape, I never pictured myself as a diary type girl but I guess change is inevitable.

It takes all I have but somehow I manage to drag myself out of bed and get ready for school. School, new school, I guess in a way I should be happy, I get to redefine myself to a bunch of people who have no clue who I am. My friends back in Phoenix say it's the only good thing that comes out of moving to a new place. And I guess if it were someplace else instead of the miniscule town of Forks where the sun never shines I'd be up for it. But really what do I care what a bunch of small town folk think of me?

I mean, yeah I should be rising to the challenge, but you know not so much. It's my first day at a new school and everyone there has known each other since like birth, they've been in girl scouts and ballet class tpgether, how am I just supposed to squeeze myself into their conversations. I keep feeling like I'll get there and someone's going to tap me on my shoulder and be like "hey kid, you don't belong here" but where I do belong, where my friends are, is miles and miles away.

Why did Dad have to get reassigned to Forks, yeah I know his Chief of police now, but for what a town where the biggest crime problem is shop lifting. Why did Dad have to get reassigned at all, moving me, Mom and Miles halfway across the country? My theory, my Parents are hell-bent on ruining my life and destroying what little self esteem I have, that's why.

I got this massive lecture from the parents at breakfast about 'making an effort to fit in' yep my parent's think I'm a total freak, they added some stuff like 'we know the move was hard on you but it's been four weeks now and you should have adjusted by now' I'm sure that they've secretly been taking lessons on how to make me feel like a socially dysfunctional freak of nature, it's the only explanation I have for why my parent's treat me like some fragile handle-with-care package that they don't want to break. They don't get it though, it's not like I can just go up to random strangers and crowbar myself into their conversation and be like "Yeah, me too! I love the thrills, isn't the lead singer just the dreamiest?' insert retching noises. I just can't do stuff like that.

I knew though, that if I told them this they just wouldn't understand, my Mom especially, she's like this free spirited free thinker who can do anything she puts her mind to. I'm sure she wonders where she went wrong with me. So instead of sitting through more lectures I decided to join a club or sign up for an extra course, anything to make my parents believe I was actually trying to make some friends. Instead of being the introvert I normally am.

So it was directly after scribbling my name on the sign up sheet, I had decided on a course in photography, I was walking hurriedly down the hall, nothing particularly intelligent on my mind, except whether I should have some fruit loops or Oreos when I got home, it happened right after I decided on the Fruit loops. My entire life changed in less than thirty seconds, it was like one minute I was living this suck life and the next nothing was going to be the same again.

There weren't any neon signs, any warnings, and no dramatic music playing ion the background. There I was, just having taken a seat in the cafeteria picking at the chicken sandwich I'd ordered and hoping that no-one would see me sitting there all alone, when I looked up and locked into a pair of deep green eyes, and I felt my spiritual self shift into orbit.

His face was all hard planes and angles, cheekbones and jaw line softened only by these pillowy lips. His hair was equally confused, a messy bronze-brown going in all directions but it looked perfect on him. He was wearing jeans that were faded at the knees and dark blue everywhere else, a striped shirt and a suit jacket. All of him was in chaos and it was hard to work out whether he was oddly beautiful or beautifully odd, I never thought of boys as beautiful before, I hadn't even known that boys could be beautiful but this one was about to prove me wrong.

Then he kind of looked beyond me and frowned as if he was annoyed at my audacity for daring to be in his line of vision, boys that looked like that always think that they can get away with acting like jerks, he's probably an arrogant dickweed who thinks he can treat girls however he wants.

I saw him again, later that afternoon, gliding across the school yard, without a care in the world, it always seemed that everything slowed down when he was near and then I heard someone yell "Edward" and he looked up with a smile that could light up the night sky. His names Edward, of course he's called Edward, somehow the old fashioned name suited him like a glove, and how could he be called anything else.

So that was the first chapter, sorry if it wasn't exciting or anything but it will get interesting. So like I said this is based on the book diary of a crush, and this chapter was a lot like the actual book, I tried to add my own things but the chapter from the actual book was exactly what I need for the beginning of this story, but I will try and make it original as much as I can. Thanks for reading. Please review if you have the time. Thanks.