Well, Hello there people of earth! How are you today?? This is my newest story, and if any one cares I am continuing my other storys but I got this ideea :) It's a bit short because It's only a preface :) It doesn't make to much sense in this bit but later on in the story it gets there. :]

Gah! I accidently replaced this chapter (on fanfiction not on my computer, few!) with Chapter 1 of Outcast! It was there for ages and I didn't realise!

Disclaimer: I don't own twilight. If I did do you think Bella would end up with Edward?

Summary: 'It wasn't supposed to happen. I was supposed to graduate, get a job, get married, have kids, die. But now I have this and I wouldn't change it for the world. My happily ever after.'

Edward Masen, leader of the top gang in Washington State, found on a drive way by Bella Swan, kicked out college for failing. Not your average love story.

'The course of true love never did run smooth.' - William Shakespeare's Lysander, A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act I, Scence I

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Innocence

By SuperrHyperWhilstCrazzed

Preface

Brring! Brring! Brring! Geez! Where's the darn snooze button! I sat up, groggily, forcing my eyes open. Brring! Aha! I thought proudly as a smashed my fist down on the alarm clock, that might not work again, considering its already been smashed to pieces all week. I trudged down stairs and found myself a bowl. Pouring some Shreddies into it, I noticed a note taped to the fridge. Who was expecting me to read at this time in the morning?

Bella,

Please try and do your chores today, I know you probably won't but could you at least try, it's not like you have anything better to do. You've been home a week and haven't done anything yet. The dishes are piling up! Your father and I won't be home until Friday and it's Tuesday now, in case you haven't noticed. The milkman comes Thursdays, the bin men Tuesdays (about 10:30am) and newspaper boy every morning. No parties, boys or inappropriateness, is that a word? I think so. See you soon,

Love Mum.

Yes! A whole –Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday- three days to my self! But with the accompaniment of chores, whoopee! My favourite past-time. Well, I might as well get started sooner rather than later. Forgetting my Shreddies, I went around the house, clearing the bins into one big bin bag. I dragged the heavy sack out back, stuffing it in the bin. I checked my watch. 9:58. I grabbed the bin handle, pulling it behind me, round the side passage. Oh My God.

I left the bin where it was and ran toward a clump, a figure, a man, lay on the ground in an unnatural way. I fell to my knees by his side.

"Hello?" My cowardly voice whimpered. No reply. "Are you OK?" The man, slightly older than me, was sprawled on the floor in a pool of blood. I got to of my fingers and pressed them to the side of his neck. Ba dump. Ba dump. Thank God, he had a pulse. I used my small knowledge of first-aid to put the man into the recovery position, not like it would help. He groaned and I rolled him onto his side. "Hello?" I whispered again. "I'm Bella. I'm trying to help you." He moved his head slightly, to face me. For the first time I saw his face. He had snow white skin and blood red lips, a male Snow White. He was inhumanly beautiful; his facial features perfect and angular with high cheekbones, a strong jaw, a straight nose – despite the fact it was clearly broken – and full lips. He hair was messy, a bed head or even sex hair as some would call it, in an unusual, gorgeous bronze shade.

"Bella." He muttered, his voice a smooth as velvet. Opening piercing, emerald eyes, he looked at me. "Hello Bella." He said propping his self up on one arm. "I'm Edward. I don't know what I'm doing on your drive but, I do like being here if your here." I felt my self go crimson. A bad trait, I blushed whenever I got slightly embarrassed.

"Come on inside," I whispered. "I'll get you something to eat."

"I'd like the Bella." He said, jumping to his feet. And walking towards the door. How the heck can someone that badly injured do that? I stared after him. "Aren't you coming?" He shouted to me. I scrambled to my feet and ran over to him. Well I didn't get there really. I tripped, landing on my butt with a plonk, half way there. Another bad trait, the inability to walk across a flat surface without tripping. I stared at the angel that was Edward as he chuckled, helping me up.

Someone up there definitely loves me.


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