Yay! I'm back with a new fic! Well, my only open story left is Weirder Than Fiction and I have severe writer's block for that. Odd, huh? Thanks to Ashleigh for the idea! haha, I was sort of complaining that I needed an idea, and her brilliant mind started one for me, and well... here it is! Hope you like!

Yes, I own Twilight. Stephenie gave me the rights as an early birthday present.

-rolls eyes- Kidding. Are you that gullible? Gosh. lol.

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Bella's POV

"Are you sure you have to leave?" I bit my lip.

"Bella, look at my eyes," he said softly.

I looked up at his eyes. His goregeous, beautiful eyes. I fought to breathe.

He chuckled, knowing that I was beyond dazzled. As always.

"They're black," he prompted.

I sighed. "Alright. Come back as soon as you can."

"I will." He pulled me close in a hug and kissed me softly before going to hunt.

I woke up in the morning, trying to forget that he wasn't there, holding onto the knowledge that he would return soon. I sighed.

Meanwhile, we were running low on food and I was supposed to go to the grocery store. I pulled some clothes on, brushed my hair and teeth, and left the house with the grocery list and money.

Great. Rain. Making this wonderful day oh so much better.

I got into my truck and fumbled with the heat, grumbling to myself. Why was I always incredibly fizzed off whenever Edward was gone?

Eventually, I got to the store and walked through, grabbing all the food I needed. It was a very quick trip; I had pretty much memorized the layout of the store.

Only three lines were open, and I picked the shortest. Of course it was the one with the slowest cashier ever. The stupid girl was obviously still in training. She hit the debit key when the person was paying with credit, forgot someone's change, and put eggs on the bottom of a bag, which caused the customer to get really mad. It took forever. I shifted my weight from foot to foot impatiently.

Suddenly, another line opened. "I can take you over here," a voice called.

I grabbed my cart and proceeded to hurry over. When I turned the cart around, I almost hit a person standing three feet behind me who was also traveling to the next lane.

"Sorry," I mumbled, preoccupied with the aggravation of the grocery store.

During my halfhearted apology, the person I practically ran into darted over into the next lane.

I breathed in and out, trying to maintain my cool. Why was I this easily annoyed?

As I waited for the person to be done in line, I checked everything in my cart, trying to see if I could cut anything out and go into the express lane. There was nothing I could cut out, but it didn't really matter since the express lane wasn't that fast anyway.

Bored, I looked at the person in front of me to see if they were almost done. Only a couple more items left, I sighed in relief.

Then I noticed that the person didn't look familiar.

He had dark brown hair, sort of long, but not disgusting. Maybe a skater cut or an emo cut. He was wearing a black sweatshirt and jeans. As he turned slightly to pay the cashier, my breath caught in my throat.

He was beautiful. Not in a girly way, but in a cute way. He looked like the type of guy every girl dreams of. Except me of course, because I had Edward. But this unknown person standing in front of me was as beautiful as Edward, but maybe differently.

Then it was my turn in line. I pushed the cart forward, emptying its contents onto the belt.

This cashier was quick, and I was soon done.

I grabbed my bags and turned to leave.

I started to struggle with the door when a white hand suddenly shot out from behind the glass and the door opened.

"Oh." Startled, I dropped the bag with the frozen vegetables. Luckily it was nothing breakable.

Whoever opened the door for me was the same person from the line. He scooped down and picked up my bag for me.

"Sorry. I saw you wrestling with the door and decided to help."

"Uh, thank you."

He started walking with me to my truck, still holding my bag of vegetables. The only other bag in his hand contained no food items.

As we were walking, I noticed several things about him.

One, he was hot. Two, he was nice. And three, he was pale and had the beautiful topaz eyes I had come to know and love.

He couldn't possibly be...? Could he?

CLIFFIE!

haha!

And you don't even know his name!! :P

Blame Ashleigh, she said I had to do it. haha.

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