CHAPTER ONE

EPOV

I groaned, stuffing my face deeper into my pillow. Why was someone ringing me so god damn early? The irritating ringing of my mobile stopped and I sighed in relief before huffing when it started again. Completely pissed at whoever was making me get up, I staggered out of bed towards my phone and flipped it open, "What?" I practically yelled.

I heard my best friend, Emmett's, booming voice, "Eddie, my man! What you doing tonight?"

"Don't call me that," I snapped, about to reply 'nothing' but remembering that the new live-in housemaid was starting tonight and my dad wanted me to stay and 'welcome them into our home.' What a load of shite, as if I wanted to spend my Saturday night listening to some old woman rabbit on about her life. "You know Carlisle wants me to stay in tonight and meet the new cleaning woman," I replied grumpily.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that," was Emmett's great reply. There was a short silence before he carried on enthusiastically, "there's a party at Lauren's tonight, and she told me to invite you specifically." I could practically hear him wiggle his eyebrows.

I rolled my eyes, Lauren was a nice enough girl but I had slept with her at the last party, and since then she had been hanging around me more often and it was getting annoying, "Tell her I say sorry," I answered bored.

"You seriously not coming?" he asked.

"It's not like I have much of a choice," I grumbled, "Plus you're not fun anymore! All you do is follow Rose around like a lost dog." I could feel him ready to defend himself and start telling me how amazing Rosalie was so I quickly carried on, "Anyway I'm going - think of me sitting here listening to some old woman telling me about her cats while you're out having fun."

Emmett's laugh was so loud I had to pull the phone away from my ear so I didn't go deaf in one ear, "Sucks to be you, man!"

I growled and flipped my phone shut, stupid Emmett. I shuffled around my room getting ready for the day and heading downstairs in an awful mood. Being woken up by Emmett, not being able to go to the party tonight and finding out my favourite jeans were in the wash was sure to make today a shit day. I went into the kitchen to see my father, Carlisle, eating lunch and threw myself down on the chair next to him.

He looked at me with a slight frown, "Everything okay, Edward?"

"Fucking peachy," I replied and started stuffing down the food that the cook placed in front of me.

"I'm guessing you're not thrilled to be staying in tonight then," he said calmly, "You know it's only for tonight, so you can meet the new staff."

I looked up at him, "Why is it so important for me to meet this person anyway? It's not like she's going to be hanging out with me on the weekends, is it? I hardly think that the new cleaner is going to be anything different from the last one that worked here."

He shuffled awkwardly for a moment, "Actually I need to talk to you about that, the woman who is going to be out new housemaid has a daughter who is also coming to live here with us."

"So now there's going to be children living here as well? Fucking great, what am I going to do when my friends come round and there's a little kid running around?" I couldn't believe how stupid Carlisle was being, letting a small child stay here when we had paintings and shit worth millions.

"Renee's daughter is seventeen," he replied evenly, and carried on before I could protest, "And I want you to be nice to her. She's new here and will be going to school with you starting next week."

I groaned in annoyance, what was I going to do if she was a total loser or a complete freak? Ugh what if she's like some of the popular girls in our year who only care about clothes and hanging out with their 'BFFs'? I couldn't see a way to get out of this and I knew Carlisle was serious about being nice to this girl so I reluctantly nodded.

"And I don't want you to use your charms to get this girl into bed either. From what Renee has told me Bella is a sweet girl, so don't go corrupting her," he said sternly.

I couldn't help but smirk slightly, "It's not my fault all the ladies can't resist this!"

Carlisle rolled his eyes at me but smiled, about to say something else when the doorbell rang, "This must be them," he checked his watch before giving me a warning look, reminding me to be nice and it was my turn to roll my eyes. I got up and followed him to the door, preparing myself to meet the mother and daughter that we were going to be sharing the house with for the next few months.

Carlisle opened the door and greeted the woman standing there, "You must be Renee, I'm Carlisle and this is my son, Edward."

He gestured for the woman to step into the house and she did with an awed look, obviously impressed with the huge entrance hall, "Nice to meet you both." She was slim with an almost childlike face despite her obviously being in her 40s. She gave me a friendly smile and I almost felt bad for thinking she was going to be an ancient old woman.

"Would you like to see your room? It should be all ready for you by now," Carlisle asked.

The woman, Renee, nodded excitedly, "If this hall is anything to go by then it should be lovely!"

I wondered where her daughter was, before deciding that I didn't actually care enough to ask.

Carlisle and I picked up the ten large bags the woman had with her and carried them towards the room with Renee following behind. I placed them outside her room and went back into the main hall so I could get to the living room, letting Carlisle show her the rooms and explain what her duties were going to be and all the other boring as fuck things that he needed to explain to employees about how they shouldn't steal anything and other obvious details.

I flopped on the couch, switching on the 50 inch flat screen and watching some awful comedy show until Carlisle and Renee came into the room, "I've given Renee a tour and we are just going out to pick up some food for her and Bella to keep here." I gave a small grunt to let him know I heard, not taking my eyes from the TV. "Edward," my father snapped, I turned to face him giving a look that said 'what?', "Bella might arrive while we're out so let her in and be nice."

"Why are you making me talk to her? Why didn't she just get here when Renee did?" I complained, not wanting to have to amuse some seventeen year old girl until they got back, knowing I wouldn't be able to entertain her with what I usually did when I was alone in the house with a teenage girl.

Renee replied to my question with a sheepish smile, "Sorry that's my fault – we had to get separate taxis because we couldn't fit all my things into one car."

"Yes, Edward, so stop being so rude," my father warned. I snorted at him thinking When was I ever not rude? and turned back to the programme I was watching. I heard them leave a few seconds later and the sound of the front door closing made me smile. Fuck yeah, house to myself.

I immediately switched to the music channels and picked a song I liked, switching the volume up to the maximum, which, when you had surround sound, was fucking loud and grabbed my laptop off the table and started searching for a new car to buy – after all it was my birthday soon.

I had only listened to a few songs when I heard a loud banging on the front door. I groaned, great it was probably Bella. I switched the music to a lower volume and got up to open the door.

As soon as I opened the door I knew I was totally fucked.

I know this was a bit slow but I wanted you all to get a feel for Edward's personality instead of just jumping straight into it. I hope it was good! Thanks for everyone who reviewed the last chapter – it sounds totally sappy but you really do make me want to keep writing xx