Chapter One: My Best Friend–Well I Kind of LOVE Him...
I ran up to the huge mansion, which was like a second home to me, and knocked on the door. It was raining lightly so I wasn't that wet. Esme, who was like a mother to me, answered the door.
"Hello, Bella, come on in." She greeted me.
"Hey, Esme. I'm here to work on my homework."
"Well, go on up. He's in his room." I thanked her and ran up the grand staircase and a twisting staircase. I got to the end of a hallway and knocked on his door. I was surprised not to hear music.
"Come in!" He called from inside the room, his voice majestical and silky smooth while being deep at the same time.
He was sitting on his bed, leaning against the bedpost, wearing a tight t-shirt that hugged his perfectly toned chest and his gym shorts. My guess was that he had just been working out. He didn't look tired or sweaty though. I sat at his desk and dropped the tote bag that I used for a backpack on the floor next to my feet.
"Hey, Bella." He smiled as he saw me, though it wasn't my smile. It was hers. I smiled to myself as I thought of why his crooked smile was mine. When we were five I told him that I really liked his crooked smile, and I wanted to own it. We had gotten Carlisle, his dad, to write an actual legal document that we both signed. It stated that I would always own his smile. I still had that document; it was framed on my wall.
"Hey, Edward." I said as I was pulled from my thoughts. He was on the phone with Tanya, his girlfriend. They had been dating on and off for about two months. He was too busy talking to her to notice me rememorizing him.
Everything about him was the same as I remembered him; I had seen him earlier that day at school, but still... His bronze hair was just barely hanging in his eyes. His eyes were the same brilliant, mesmerizing green eyes I knew. Depending on the light, his eyes were either emerald or forest green. Sometimes they were a strange yet beautiful mix of the two.
But, ever since he had been dating Tanya they had gotten cold, frozen in some strange and sad way. Before her they were warm and inviting. His skin looked as pale as ever, just the tiniest bit paler than mine. All of his facial features were perfect. In short, he was still like a forgotten Greek god.
"We need to work on our English essay." I reminded him. He didn't pay attention as he was too busy arguing with Tanya.
"Look, I honestly don't care what you're wearing tomorrow! If you're going to be so insistent on having us match I'll just date Bella!" He winked at me, and I rolled my eyes, blushing. I heard Tanya start bawling on the other end of the phone.
"Tanya, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" He began apologizing. I rolled my eyes again. Why should he have to apologize? He was just kidding! I sighed to myself. She would never understand his humor like I did.
"Okay, I'll wear gray tomorrow. Bye." She began yelling again. A few minutes later he finally hung up.
"You're gonna wear gray tomorrow? What are you going to match, her eyes?" I asked skeptically. Edward knew my distaste for Tanya, before they started dating we were complete enemies. Now we put up with each other for his sake.
"Funny, Bella." He rolled his eyes. We tended to do that a lot.
"Let's get to work." I pulled out Wuthering Heights. Edward and I were in the same English class; we had every single class together. We always had since preschool. We always paired up for projects.
Edward sighed heavily after we had read a few pages. I got up and sat next to him on his bed. "What's wrong?" I asked as I squeezed his hand. He kept our hands interlocked, and my stomach did flips though I knew he'd never see me as more than plain old Bella.
I had chocolate brunette hair that slightly waved to my butt. My eyes were also chocolate brown. My skin was very pale. I was kind of pretty, I guess. I could look beautiful if I tried, but I usually didn't.
"Tanya is mad that I won't tell her that I love her." He admitted.
"Do you love her?" I asked nervously.
"No, I mean, I like her as my girlfriend. I just don't have that feeling." I was happy that he didn't love her, but I hated seeing him upset.
"What feeling?" I asked as I looked into his eyes.
"You know. That feeling when you want to be with that person forever, no matter what the consequences may be. When you never want to leave that person's side because it physically hurts. When you aren't certain that your relationship will work, yet you desperately want it to. That feeling."
I knew exactly how he felt; I wished that he felt it for me.
"If you don't love her you shouldn't tell her that you do. That would be lying." I told him honestly. He thought about it for a minute.
"Thanks, Bella. You always know what to say." He smiled, though it still wasn't my smile, and it made my heart ache.
"That's what I'm here for." I joked, forcing a smile on my face.
"No, you're also here to help me ace this essay." He teased me.
"Then let's get to work." He pulled his hand away from mine so he could write, and I couldn't help but feel upset, but I shook it off. We were nearly finished when Emmett and Jasper, Edward's triplets, entered the room. Emmett was very buff. He had emerald eyes and short, black, curly hair. Jasper was tall and lean. He had forest green eyes and honey blond hair that was usually like a bad case of bed head.
"It's time for dinner." They announced.
"Are you eating here?" Edward asked me. His eyes were hopeful for some reason; they were still cold though.
"I don't know." I teased him.
"Please." He begged.
"Yeah, Bella, it's not dinner without you here." Emmett said.
"Alice and Rosalie are here. They're eating here." Jasper told me. Edward was pouting at me.
"Of course I'm eating here. I was just kidding." I laughed.
"You are going to pay for nearly giving me a heart attack." Edward laughed evilly and threw me over his shoulder.
"Put me down!" I pounded my fists on his back.
It didn't affect him at all as he was carrying me down to his kitchen. Emmett and Jasper were just laughing at me. "I will get you." I warned Edward as he walked into the dining room.
"I'm counting on it." He smirked.
Rosalie and Alice laughed when they saw me. Rosalie and Alice were my best friends, aside from Edward, of course. When a person first saw Rose they thought that she was the cheer captain or a model. She had honey blond hair that gently waved to the middle of her back. Her eyes were a unique shade of turquoise. Once you got to know her you figured out that she was a girl who loved working with cars, was really nice, and always stood up for her friends. Some called her mean, but that was only because if anyone messed with her friends or family, they would experience her wrath.
Alice was just...just Alice. There was no word to describe her. She was very bubbly and energetic and yet, she could be calm and collected too. She looked like a pixie. Everything about her was small. She was very thin and only 5 feet tall. Her dark, dark brunette hair was very short, to her chin, and was always in a messy array of spikes. Her eyes were a light hazel color. She was always optimistic and the one who designed our dresses for the prom.
"Edward, put poor Bella down." Carlisle, Edward, Emmett, and Jasper's dad, told Edward. He set me down in a chair and sat next to me.
"Dad, I just didn't want her tripping and ending up breaking another bone." Edward's eyes were sparkling with humor.
"Ha ha ha. You are so funny." I said, sarcasm dripping with every word.
"Okay, guys, dinner's ready." Esme said as she brought the main course out. It was my favorite, her homemade pepperoni pizza. Emmett tried to grab a piece the second she put it down which resulted with Rosalie slapping his head.
"Sorry, babe." He rubbed where she slapped him.
"You need to control your hunger." Alice laughed.
"Hey, men need their food." Emmett said innocently.
"Then why would you need it?" Jasper smirked. It took Emmett a minute to realize what Jazz meant.
"Hey, I am very manly thank you very much." Emmett retorted.
"Sure you are..." I trailed off as I took a drink of water. Emmett pouted and crossed his arms over his chest as we all laughed.
"Okay, enough making fun of my boyfriend." Rosalie came to his rescue.
We all stopped laughing and began to eat and talk to each other about our days and stuff like that. Edward was just getting to the good part of a story when his phone went off. He looked who was calling and I could have sworn I saw a small grimace on his face. He answered it and held it to his ear. Esme and Carlisle gave him a look. Edward held up one finger as if to say one minute. He stood up and walked to a corner of the room as I heard screaming on the other end of the line.
"Who is he talking to?" Esme asked.
"Well, since there is screaming on the other end of the line and I suddenly have a bad vibe I'm guessing that it is Tanya." I scowled. Everybody but Carlisle and Esme scowled also. Carlisle and Esme didn't like her much, but they put up with her for their son's sake.
"What do you think is wrong with her now?" Rosalie sighed.
"I bet it's something to do with her wanting him to match her tomorrow." I smirked as I told them what she had said earlier.
"What does she want him to match, her eyes?" Alice asked.
"That's exactly what I said." I laughed.
"I know none of you like her, but we need to be kind for Edward's sake." Esme said. We all grumbled "I know." or "Sorry, mom." Esme and Carlisle were like parents to Alice, Rose, and I. None of us had very good biological parents. After about ten minutes Edward walked back to the table and sat down.
"Edward, you know that we don't answer our phones at dinner. Dinner is time to talk to family." Carlisle scolded.
"I know." Edward mumbled, looking at his piece of pizza.
"We're taking your phone away, Edward. That's the second time this week you've done that. That's not to mention the whole month." Esme told him. Edward's head shot up angrily, and Emmett, Jasper, Rosalie, Alice, and I just sat there awkwardly.
"That is not fair! I'm allowed to have a life! You can't take my phone away just because I answered it! That's what they are for!" He nearly shouted.
"Don't talk to your mother that way." Carlisle scolded again.
"Fine then." Edward angrily got out of his chair and stomped up to his room. Carlisle put one arm around Esme comforting her. She looked like she was about to cry. We finished the rest of dinner in silence. I couldn't fight the feeling of hate, jealousy, and anger in the pit of my stomach as I thought about how much Edward had changed since he started dating her.
Here is the first chapter to my first fanfiction. I hope that everyone liked it. Please review and tell me what you thought of it. Thank you to PixieWriter87 for being my beta!