Michael Jackson owns the song, and Stephenie Meyer owns the characters, and Twilight.

I sat in the bar, bored out of my mind. Then I see the most beautiful girl ever. She has curves, pale skin, like me. Brown eyes, and a black strapless dress and black heels. She comes in and sits on the stool next to me

''Did I really have to come?'' she asked the two girls behind her. One was about 5'1, pale, and had a short spiky bob. The other was about 5'5, and was pale and had blonde hair. The one I'd notice, the one with the brown hair, was about 5'3. She was just as against coming here as I was, but my friends had dragged me along. That seemed to be the case for her. Man. Jasper and Emmett would have to be thanked for this one day.

''Yes, Bella. Now suck it up. Alice and I are gonna go meet our dates. feel free to sit here and sulk like a five year old.'' the blonde said.

'Good bye, Rosalie.'' Bella, I assumed said. As she talked, the other two walked away.

And then I see that idiot Mike Newton that is my room mate. He comes over and sits next to the beautiful brunette. Bella.

''Hey, baby. '' he said to her.

''Good bye.'' she sighed a she slid off the stool.

He grabbed her wrist as she turned, forcing her to face him.

''So. A pretty girl gonna tell me her name, or I gotta guess.''

''My name is of no concern to you.'' she said in a bitter sweet voice.

Mike said, ''Well, my name is Mike. Remember it, 'case someday you will be screaming it.'' that pervert said. I felt sick.

''Get the hell away from me you disgusting pervert.''Bella said.

Mike ignored her and pulled her body to his.''No.'' he spat as he tried to ra..ra..I can't even say it. All I know was that he was definitely thinking that. My green eyes had anger in them, and this little human boy almost lost it.

''Newton, what the hell are you doing to my girl?'' I asked as I pushed her behind my body.

''Yeah, right.''

''It's true. He is my boy.'' Bella said. A quick learner.

''Man. When you want a real man, you come find me.'' Mike said as he walked away.

''Are you okay?'' I asked.

''Listen. If you're just trying to get some, leave me alone. I'm not that kind of girl.''

''Well, I'm not that kind of boy, I'm Edward.'' I said.

''I'm not interested.'' she smiled.

Then she headed out to the parking lot.

I decided to follow her.

''.

I handed her a flower.

''I can't be with you.'' she finally said.

''Why?'' I breathed as I blocked the boor with my arm.

''I am not getting hurt again.''

''I won't hurt you.'' I whispered.

''All of you playas are the same. Just wanna knock up some poor girl.'' she spat

''I don't wanna do that. Give me a chance. I swear I won't hurt you.''

''Good. 'Cause if you do, my big cousin Emmet will beat the crap out of you.'' she smiled.

''Emmet McCarty?'' I asked.

''Kinda...huge? Black hair? Loud voice?'' she asked of me.

''Yeah. ''

' 'Yup. He's my cuz.''

''That explains why you are so rough.''

''What do you mesn?'' she asked me.

''You are pretty feisty.''

' 'The only thing that is feisty is my kissing.''

And with that, our lips met.

About fifteen minuts later, she pulled away.

I am proud to say that her lips were slightly swollen.

''Wow. You are a great kisser.'' she said.

I laughed.''You aren't so bad your self.'' I said.

And the our lips met, and we kissed again.