I'm testing the waters here. This is my first Fanfiction One-Shot.

Disclaimer: All things Twilight belong to Stephanie Meyers, I just own the Laptop that I'm using.


The sky was dark as usual, but there was still a hint of sun. I was standing across the street from the small bookstore, which sits between tall buildings. Beautifully built store; with white painted bricks, the door and windows trimmed in blue. It's warm and inviting. It also holds the most beautiful and perfect man that I have ever seen in my whole entire life. That's why I'm standing here trying to hype myself up to go in…as usual.

Oh my god, oh my god. This is the most pathetic thing I have ever done. What am I thinking, I can't do this.

Okay, let's back track. I have been coming to this book store everyday for the past two week.

I have sat in the same spot for two weeks.

I have stared at the same guy everyday for two weeks.

He doesn't even know my name, for god sakes.

But today that changes. Today he will know my name. He will know that I'm smart, funny and interested in him.

I've been telling myself this lie all morning and I think I'm starting to believe it.

The small bell rings as I enter, and I quickly make way to my usual sit by the front window. From my strategically chosen seat I can see the check out desk and the back office. All right I can see Edward's every move. My routine consist of; seating in my strategically chosen seat, pretending to read The History of Art (seriously what other book can you justify taking months to read), waiting for him to come out of his office, drooling when I finally see him step out of said office, waiting for him to speak or laugh, trying not to pass out while he talks and laughs, then I go home dream of him and repeat.

Edward, did I tell you that's his name? I've over heard the older guy that works here call him out of his office once or twice. Okay fine, 10, 10 times has the old dude called for him. Ahh Edward, isn't that a charming and old fashioned name. It's perfect for him because he has a look that screams classic; 6'2, broad shoulders, chiseled jaw, strange colored hair that resembles the color of a penny, and the brightest green eyes that god himself took the time to create. Oh my god and his voice, I swear I stop breathing every time I hear him speak. It's like…

"Excuse me miss, are you all right?" said the sweetest voice in the whole wide world.

"Huh?" oh fuck me. Just one simple intelligent sentence Bella, that's all you have to do.

"You've been standing there starring at your chair for awhile, I thought you might need help."

"I..Umm…I'm fine, I…I was just lost in thought?". Floor please open up and swallow me whole, for the love of all that is holy, kill me now.

"Okay, well my name is Edward, and if you need anything just asks."He started to turn and walk away, but my idiotic voice stopped him.

"The White Stripes…"

"What?"

"Umm the name of the store reminds me of The White Stripes". The one corner of his mouth turned up at this.

"Yeah, It's one my favorite songs. It was Blue orchid or Seven Nation Army, but I figured Blue Orchid would be more inviting".

"Oh, well, yeah I guess so. Good choice, I'm Bella by the way". Okay now he finally knows my name. Dare I say, I just made progress.

"Nice to meet you Bella, I'll let you get back to…I guess what you came here for." He turned and started to make his way to his office.

"YOU!". Oh shit, that was way louder then I intended.

He stopped dead in his tracks, and paused for a second before he turned and faced me.

"What?...me?"

Alright balls to the wall, man up, tell him how feel.

"I…umm", okay just say a word in the Webster dictionary at least.

"Yes." And we go for the simplest word in the dictionary, really Bella. I just keep on surprising myself. Try again.

"I'm here to see you, Im here to talk to you…I'm here to get to know you, and for you to get to know me, like me, possibly one day love me. The whole nine revolves around you."

"That is…I don't even…umm, wow". He thoroughly looks shocked by what I said.

Abort, abort. I gather up my bag and start to make my way to the door. I wonder how long it will take him to forget this whole thing happened. I also wonder how many time can I bang my head into the wall before I knock myself unconscious.

Then I hear his voice from behind me.

"How about coffee after I close and we can start to work our way through getting to know each other", he's right behind me now, and he whispers in my ear, "liking each other, and possibly falling in love with one another".

I didn't even bother trying to form words; I just nodded my head like the smart Bella I was.

He took me by the hand and led me back to my strategically chosen seat. I could feel his eyes on me the whole time, and when I meet his stare, I knew the falling in love part was going to happen pretty soon.