Summary:

Bella and Edward. Two star crossed lovers. Both from different families who have been fighting for our story progresses These two young soul mates may find themselves walking in the steps of fate. Based on the Fantastic story of Twilight with some inspartion from Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. This story will have tears rolling down your cheeks, For never was a story of more woe than this of Bella and her Edwardo.

Hey Guys Di here. This is my Romeo and Juliet story staring Edward and Bella. Now I wanted to do this just as an experiment to see how far I can stretch my writing abilities. Plus I love Rom and Jul but no one needs to know that. Obviously the ending is gonna be really sad but I would love it if some people could stick around with me while I write the story and just Give me their oppinion on my writing ability. So without any futher disruption I give you THE STEPS OF FATE!!!!! Enjoy (or cry ur eyes out)

The place was practically jumping. Music was booming, lights were flashing, people were dancing and the drinks were flowing like there was no tomorrow. I was new here, I knew no one and I was expected to just walk into a party where alcohol was being served even when the drinkers were underage. Dad thought that The Newton family party would be a great place for me to socialize and meet new people. What he didn't know was that the Adult version of this party, which was being held on the other side of the town (a dreary place by the name of Forks), was much more civilized than the teen version, that was now in full swing before my eyes.

The only good thing about this party was that it was masquerade. This was perfect; I could hide my face and not be noticed.

I was wearing a white, Cinderella ball gown that flowed out from my waist to the ground, Angel wings and a simple but still elegant silver mask that had strands of ribbon falling from the sides. I had decided to go as an arc angel. It was a symbol to me. It showed goodness, truth and purity, all things I wanted and wished to be.

The door was open so I decided to walk right in. No one seemed to notice my arrival so I just started to move through the crowd, hoping to find a place I could just sit for the remainder of the party. I ended up sitting on a couch that was placed right in front of a large golden staircase that circled round in a small curve.

After a while as I sat in my seat I noticed people around me whispering, nudging each other and.... Staring at me. I was being assessed with their eyes. So much for not being noticed. I had to leave now before I ran into a Cullen. Charlie, my father, would never forgive me.

The Cullen's were the rebellious teens in this town. They would continuously break the law and their parents would do nothing but pay their way out of jail. My father hated them and what they stood for and in return they hated my father for constantly locking them behind bars.

I stood up to leave and that was when I spotted him. Everything around me stopped. Music, voices any movement, all except him. It was like the spot light was on him and I couldn't look away. Everything was in slow motion like some movie where the hot kid enters and everyone stops. His Bronze unruly hair was blowing gently as he walked and his teeth gleamed as the light reflected of his smile. As he reached the bottom of the steps he readjusted his black jacket so that it sat perfectly on his shoulders. He was wearing a black suit, with a black tie and crisp white dress shirt. Upon his head he wore a pair of Devil horns. Haha well would you look at that. We were complete opposites. Dark and light, strong and weak, Perfect and plain.

I was just about to turn and leave when he's eyes shot up and met mine. Emerald green orbs striking deep down into my soul. In that moment it felt like he knew my deepest secrets, that he had the key to my heart, the breath to my lungs. It felt like I needed him to live.

I should leave now. The Cullen's could be here but just the sight of this strangely, beautiful boy had my feet glued to the spot. His stare was intense and the force made my eyes cast down a deep blush colouring my skin.

When I had the strength to look up though, he was gone. I looked around me hoping I might catch a glimpse, but all I saw were the other happy party goers dancing around me. I must look really awkward to other people just standing here, so I turned on my heel and headed for the door.

Just as a reached for the handle of the now closed door, I felt a strong arm curl around my waist and hold me fast. "I hope you're not leaving. The party has barely even started "a cool velvety voice whispered in my ear. I spun around and found myself face to face with a Shiny, red mask, but behind it were the same gorgeous, green eyes I had been staring into.

I now found myself speechless. Unable to even think. All I could do was look into those eyes hoping I would catch a glimpse of his soul. The boy in front of me softly chuckled at my incoherency and held his hand out. "Care to dance" he said in that same silky and seductive tone that was starting to make my knees shake and crash into each other.

And that's where it all started from our first dance, to sitting down and talking, finding out about each other and then our first kiss. Somewhere in there I was handed a number of drinks buy waiters who were walking around the room. Normally that wasn't my style to drink especially at seventeen but with this guy I felt safe and somehow right or complete. It was a hard feeling to describe but I felt like I could trust him.

The night continued on and I found myself introduced to many people, talking to heaps of girls and guys alike. Some Were this guys friends and some were just people around town that he knew. I was having so much fun but found myself wondering. There was something I had forgotten.

As I tried to remember I downed another drink and found myself realizing that I couldn't not only remember whatever it was that was sitting in the back of my mind but I had also lost count of the amount of drinks I had, something that was totally out of character for me. Just as this information hit me the bronze haired boy came up to me on slightly shaky legs and took my hand. He kissed it, then my lips and started to lead me up the golden stairs I had seen him enter on.

We were now passing rooms, some with doors closed, and some with doors open. He finally came to a door at the end of a long hallway and opened it gently revealing a room with a large red bed and nothing else. This should have scared me. I knew what was coming, I knew the consequences and I knew the disappointment I would cause my father if he ever found out, but I couldn't care less. I had found my true love; I had found my soul, my beating heart. The guy led me to the edge of the bed and then, very slowly slid to the centre with following shortly after.

The guy proceeded to pull down the zipper at the back of my dress, kissing me the whole time. He then pushed the straps of my shoulders and kissed a line across my collar bone. The slowness was starting to bother me so I reached out and took his jacket, throwing it on the ground. Next I took his tie using it as a lead to bring his lips to mine and then it to join his jacket, plus my recently discarded dress. We kept undressing each other until we were bare and then in a matter of seconds we were joined. I was screaming, moaning, shouting along with him but our noises of pure ecstasy were drowned out by the loud music still booming outside the door.

Finally we settled, almost falling asleep in each other's arms. My head was swaying with dizziness as the alcohol started to catch up with me. Then suddenly I was hit with the missing piece to my night of joy and I suddenly felt extremely stupid for forgetting. I rolled over and looked into my green eyed angles – or should I say devils- eyes. "I know this will sound stupid but..... I never got your name" I whispered to him feeling my face burning up with my embarrassment. He touched my face. His hand gently running from my temple down to my chin and back. He then replaced his hand with his lips, kissing me in the same pattern his hand had moved. Finally he brought his lips to my ear and whispered "Edward. My name is Edward Cullen" and then from the alcohol, exhaustion and shock of what I had just done, I blacked out.

Ok now I know its a short chap but its just my start up to see if anyone will actually read it and if I should actually go on. The chaps will get longer if people like the story and give me a chance. so please guys review tell me what you think and by the last chap be ready with a box of tissues because I have actually written the last paragraph and its kinda heart breaking.

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