"Bella

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight…or Edward…unfortunately…

Hey, as you've heard from the summary, this story is all about one of Bella's holidays and all the things that happen there. It's all set in England, of course hehe, and most of it's based on real life so I hope you all like it. Please review and let me know what you think at the end! Kthx

Harpz xx

Chapter 1 – Lovesick teenager

"Bella!" My mother called from the bottom of the stairs. "Hurry up, we're leaving!"

"Coming mum!" I grabbed my suitcase and made for the door.

This was it, the holiday I had been waiting for all year. Every summer, my parents, Renée, Charlie and I would go down to the Cotswolds for a week, to a timeshare in Uley. My gullible dad had won a mystery prize 15 years ago and when he went to collect it, some very persuasive sales people talked him into buying a cottage. Since then, we'd had to go there every year in the allocated week. But I don't regret him buying it. Uley had become my favourite holiday destination and it was then one thing I always looked forward to. I had been going there as long as I could remember and there was nothing that could stop me from going again. Except for Edward Cullen.

Edward Cullen was a sixth-former at my grammar school and I had been crushing on him badly since he started my school last year. I went to an all girls' school so as soon as my school started letting in boys for the sixth-form, practically the entire school was lovesick. You could literally smell the teenage hormones in the air every time a boy walked past. But I didn't care about the other boys; I only had eyes for Edward Cullen, as did the majority of the other girls. He was the major hottie, the primary target in the sixth-form and I don't think there was a single girl who didn't find him in the slightest bit gorgeous. Of course he was a little old for me. I had just turned 15 and he was 17, not to mention completely out of my league.

No matter how much I stalked him, how much I stared dreamily at him, he never looked at me twice. He knew all about me though. A concept I found extremely embarrassing and contradictorily flattering at the same time. One of my friends didn't hesitate in spilling all to him the moment she found out I liked him so naturally, I was horrified. But a part of me loved it. Loved knowing that he knew about me, loved knowing that he acknowledged the fact that I existed when the rest of his admirers remained anonymous. Loved knowing that he'd said my name at some point in the last year.

I had become infamous in the sixth-form. I was Edward Cullen's little lovesick stalker, the one who never spoke to him, the one who only ogled from afar, the one who inconspicuously followed his every footstep. He'd only recently found out what I looked like. Perhaps that was why I was so much more famous than the hundreds of other girls, because I was a mystery. Sure, everyone had told him about me and how in love I was with him, but he didn't know who I was. This was why I got away with it.

But in the last week of school, he was sitting on the field eating his lunch, coincidentally right behind my group of friends, when one of them, Ellie, decided to embarrass me purposely. She shouted out, "Bella! Isn't that lover boy, Edward!?" She was so loud that the whole school probably heard so it was no surprise that his head snapped up when she said his name. I tried to hide behind one of my other friends, Lydia, but by then it was too late. How could he not know it was me? How could he miss the one who was blushing furiously, whose face was bright red and whose brown eyes were practically bulging out of her head. The one who was smacking Ellie's arm so hard that if she wasn't so big and strong, it probably would have fallen off. And then he smiled. That dazzling crooked smile that made my heart beat so fast that I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I couldn't peel my eyes away from his glorious face, the way his deep hazel eyes sparkled with amusement and how he ran his pale hands through his glittering bronze hair, slightly embarrassed.

Lydia nudged me at that point and I realised that I must have looked like an idiot. Staring at him as if I was in a trance, who wouldn't be if you were looking into the face of the most beautiful angel in existence? I blushed again and ran away at once, ignoring my friends who were collapsing with laughter and his who were snickering and punching him teasingly. My life was so over.

For the rest of the week, I stayed well out of his way. I avoided all the corridors that he might walk down, seeing as I had practically memorised his whole timetable, even though I didn't really even remember mine. I went to lunch really late, when the whole field was almost empty and stayed in the computer rooms during breaks, to be on the safe side. I couldn't keep from seeing him completely though. Sometimes, when no one else was with me - even though most of my friends had been very supportive of me after that incident, eating when I wanted to, taking scenic routes – I would sneak up to the second floor corridor, the "runway" we called it, and watch him going to lunch from the large window that covered the north- facing wall. He saw me once, on the way to English. I had become a little sloppy towards the end of the week and decided to take a short-cut to the classroom, forgetting that he had that subject right before I did. And inevitably he appeared from the doorway, talking to some of his friends. I stopped immediately as I heard the sound of his musical, velvety voice and knew that it was too late to stop myself. I looked up and saw him smiling down at me, just as he went past.

I was relieved in a way that the summer holidays had come. At least it would give me the break I so desperately needed, and it would hopefully give him time to forget all about me and the fact that I ever existed. It was so much better that way. I was happy, he was happy, as usual. However, I hadn't reacted to the holidays in the way that I had hoped I would. Instead of getting over Edward, I just wanted to see him even more. I missed him terribly, longing for the chance to see him again, even if it did mean embarrassing myself. I was hopelessly in love. This was the one thing that could stop me from going to Uley. Seeing Edward Cullen again. But I knew that wouldn't happen anytime soon, not until I got back to school anyway, so for the time being, I would just have to sit back and wait patiently like a good girl, I try to enjoy myself at Uley. Edward's face weaved its way back into my thoughts, his perfect features, his amazing smile, his mesmerising eyes…

"OWWW!" My suitcase had fallen out of my hands, dropping heavily on my foot. "Ouch ouch ouch!!" I clutched my foot, hopping up and down, losing my balance in the process. I tripped up on the step I was standing on and half fell down the stairs, landing flat on my butt. "Crap, ouch!"

"Bella…" Renée looked at me disapprovingly, shaking her head. "How many times have I told you not to mess around on the stairs! You know how clumsy you are! You should have gotten your dad to carry it. Charlie!"

"Coming dear!" Charlie plodded down the stairs with as much grace as an elephant, I had no trouble figuring out where my balancing skills came from, and scooped up my suitcase effortlessly. "Are we all ready to go?"

"Yep, just need to get Bella's stuff in the car." Charlie put my suitcase into the boot of his cruiser and sat in the driver's seat. Renée sat in the front next to him and I took my place in the back seat.

"Off we go then!" Charlie put his key in the ignition, and the engine roared to life. I settled into my seat, resting my head back, trying to fall asleep. The ride to Uley would take around three hours so I figured I might as well pass the time dreaming of Edward…

"Bella? Bella sweetheart, wake up! We're there!" I felt my mother's cool hands cupping around my cheeks and my eyes immediately flickered open. I stared out the window at the row of cottages that confronted me, and the large stately home that towered above us on the other side. We were in Uley. I jumped out of the car, a sudden enthusiasm lifting my spirits, and ran to the little cottage that I had stayed in since I was a baby. I fiddled with the key in the iron lock and sprinted through the corridor, twirling and spinning around as I went. Charlie smiled at my childishness, dragging the suitcases through the doorway.

"Take your time Bella, we have all week!" He chuckled.

"I know, I'm just so excited! I want to go swimming! Oh mum, can we go swimming?" Uley had various facilities, a snooker room, a tennis court, a golf course, a croquet lawn and many others, but my favourite was the swimming pool.

"If you like Bella, once we get settled in though. Your father and I are going to go and visit the neighbours first, the cottage next door has finally been bought and we're going to see if any of our old friends are still here. Why don't you go and take a walk or something?" Renée drew back the curtains, and rummaged through the kitchen drawers, seeing what complimentary foods they'd stocked us with.

"Sure mum! I'll be back in a bit!" I skipped outside, pecking her on the cheek as I went by. Maybe this week would be better than I thought? I ran up the small slope leading up to the car park and trotted across the gravel. I knew exactly where I was going to go. There was a giant oak tree to the right of the car park that looked over the mini golf course. I used to love sitting under there in the evenings, watching the sun set and that was the first place I would always visit when I arrived at Uley. I smiled as soon as the familiar tree came into sight and slowed my pace, breathing in the fresh country air. It was early evening, so the sun was just beginning to set.

"Perfect!" I muttered to myself as I sat down on one of the protruding tree roots and gazed at the pink-purple sky. The sun's yellow glow faded as it brushed the freshly cut grass and the distant tree tops glistened as it began to disappear. I sighed contently and leaned against the rough bark of the tree trunk and curled up, wrapping my arms around my knees. Sitting here, watching the same scene from the same spot made me feel like a small child again, and for a moment, I lost track of everything, even the time.

Then suddenly something smacked into the back of my head. I sat up startled and realised that it was almost dark. A small spherical object rolled past me, it was a football. I picked it up and squinted behind myself, adjusting my eyes to the new light.

"Oh I'm so sorry…" I turned towards the direction the voice had come from and my breath caught in my throat. As the dark figure stepped into the glow of the lamplight by the outside swimming pool, his features suddenly became shockingly familiar.

"Bella?"

Ok there it is! Please please review and let me know what you think! Is it worth me carrying on? Oh and btw, Uley is a real place and everything that's described in it is also real, down to the oak tree. It's actually my favourite place ever and I'm heading up there in a couple of weeks so I thought it would be the perfect setting for this story :D Anyway, thanks for reading and please review!!

Harpz x