I don't own anything other than the plot.
This is my first Fan Fiction, but I have enjoyed reading other authors babies for a while.
I don't believe in holding chapters to ransom for reviews; however any that you wish to give will be gladly accept them and whilst I welcome constructive criticism, please don't be hateful and flame.
I have already done the plot for this story and there will be approximately 20 chapters including the epilogue. This will be a Bella an Edward story, even if they do lose their way for a while.
Special thanks to BrambleclawIsMyHomeboy12, who is my new Beta :).
BPOV
I was 15 when I first moved in with my dad in a small and rainy town called Forks. I had exiled myself to this dreary wet town in order to give my free spirited Mother the freedom to spend more time with the love of her life, my stepfather Phil. Phil was a baseball player and travelled quite a bit during the season.
Growing up I had always been more the adult, with my Mother being the teenager who was going through a rebellious stage. Then she met Phil. Phil grounded her in a way that I had never been able to. So although my mother kept telling me she was happy to stay with me while Phil travelled with his team I could tell that she was happier with him. So with her happiness in mind I decided to go spend the last few years of my high school career with my dad.
On the first day of school I met Alice. Alice would become my best friend and sister. Our time was split between our houses. My dad considered Alice another daughter and her parents and brothers becoming my second family. Alice had two older brothers, Emmett who was two years our senior and Edward who was seven years older.
Emmett was a senior when I first joined Forks High school and even then he was head over heels for Rosalie Hale, and she for him. They were the IT couple the head cheerleader and the football captain. Emmett immediately took me under his wing and adopted me as his baby sister, while Rosalie, along with Alice, saw me as a friend and sister who they loved to play dress up with.
The first time I met Edward was on Thanksgiving he had just completed his undergraduate degree and was going to start his law degree the following year at Harvard. Edward had returned to Forks for a two week break before heading back.
It was then that I fell in love with him. My biggest problem was he did not know I existed, other than I was his much younger sister's friend. I was 15 and he was 22, if I am completely honest it was his looks that got me first, and I don't think I managed to get a complete word out when trying to talk to him never mind a full sentence that actually made sense.
He had the most amazing hair, with shades of copper, bronze, blond and brown woven together to not only create the most unique coloured hair, but also the sexiest especially with his hair looking like he had had just gotten out of bed. Sex hair...there was no other way to describe it. Add to that the greenest set of eyes, eyes that felt like they were looking directly into your soul and could see all your deepest secrets and desires.
It was no wonder I had difficulties looking him in the eye. So we have the sexy hair the soul searching eyes and then nature decided to place both of these attributes in one of the most perfect faces. I swear his face would rival that of the Greek gods, he stood at well over 6 feet tall, 6'5 if I had to take a guess with a body that was just WOW. He was wearing jeans that hang low on his hips and a white t-shirt that search across he very, and I mean very well defined chest. It was no wonder I was unable to utter even a simple hello.
I remember him laughing at me, and Emmett messing up my hair while making a comment that they were still training me to be around people. Yeah that was not at all embarrassing, but as Emmett liked to point out as my adoptive big brother he was duty bound to embarrass me.
Over the next three years I only saw Edward over Thanksgiving and Christmas, as he had a really full study load. And even when he was home I did not spend as much time as I would like around him. The good news though was that as time went by I was able to talk to him, well more like managed to say hello and goodbye without stuttering but hey they were complete words.
Every time he came home to visit I would wish that he would turn to me and suddenly see me, really see me. He would declare his love for me and we would live happily ever after. I know the possibilities of this was low to no existent but I tried to learn everything I could about him from Alice while trying not to seem as if I was obsessed with him.
All though this I kept my feelings to myself, the last thing I wanted was for Alice to either play matchmaker or decide that I was only with her to chase her brother. Emmett was another story I knew that if he found out I would never hear the end of it, he would have material to tease me for the rest of my life.
I hated thinking of him dating other woman while he was at Harvard; my one consolation was that he had never brought anyone home with him.
