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This was it: the end of my life as I knew it. I stepped into the airport that would transport me to my ultimate destination. Italy.

All my life, I'd dreamed of going to Italy. Italy had…everything! Some of the more prominent things were the ancient Romans, Mt. Vesuvius, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, and Julius Caesar. Not to mention the pride of spearheading the entire Renaissance era.

Two years ago, I was positive I would not ever set foot on Italy. But, a year ago, I saw a notice at the school explaining foreign exchange students and the requirements. After that, a former foreign exchange student spoke at our school about the advantages of experiencing another culture. It was like it was jumping out to bite me! I had to take this opportunity of a lifetime.

So, I started learning Italian. I was never much a busy bee. I didn't have a steady job - just babysitting. I got myself one of those CD's that teach you a language. There were twenty units. Simple enough. I spent day and night learning Italian. In the first month, I had completed each of the units twice.

When I told my mother, she was thrilled. Of course, she said she would miss me. Actually, she would probably miss me a lot. After all, I was the only person in her life. She left my father when I was very little.

But she was supportive. She got another job. I got three jobs. One at a country club, one at Shop n' Save, and I upped my babysitting prices. Together, we scraped up the money.

And now, I was here! I could see people of all different backgrounds surrounding me. It made me a bit uncomfortable. When I got on the plane, I started looking for my row.

"C, D, E, F, …G. There it is," I murmured. I looked up to put my carry-on luggage into the compartment above my seat and met the eyes of the undoubtedly most beautiful person I had ever seen. I couldn't look away, but it wasn't only because I was absolutely entranced by his perfect face: he was giving me the most vicious stare I'd ever gotten. His black eyes looked like they were burning with intense fury.

I was a little bit frightened to sit down next to someone who was this angry. And here, I'd been hoping for a seat to myself.

I quickly recovered and introduced myself. "Hello. I'm Bella Swan." I tried my best at a genuine smile, but I don't think I had control over the muscles in my mouth. I offered my hand. He didn't take my hand, so I slowly lowered it.

"Edward Cullen," he said to the window. His fists were clenched and he looked like he was suffering immense pain. This was going to be an unbearably long ride.

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