Hello there.
I figured that I might as well start my own story here.

This storyline has been in my head for a while, and I will write from Edwards point of view or I will write in 'he/she' -form.

Enjoy the reading, and feel free to drop a review to brighten my day!

Preface. (Edward's point of view)

I was standing in the 'The Eclipse', the underground-rock club that my friend Garrett started a few months ago.
Sipping my beer and gazing around, my eyes met those of a clearly drunk and blond woman.
She must have been somewhere in her mid-twenties.
"Darlin'", she purred and reached to cup my cheek.
I tried to get out of her gesture and raised an eyebrow.
"Excuse me, madam. But I don't recall knowing you." I politely said.

She looked like she would start to cry any minute, her eyes turning glassy and watery.
"Oh come on, dance with me, Gorgeous!" She shrieked.
I shook my head, knowing all to well that drunk ladies weren't going to be much fun.

"No thank you, I am awaiting my girlfriend," I smiled smugly.
Of course, there was no girlfriend at all. It was just some little thing to get this one off of my back.
"Girlfriend huh? She must be pleased to have a stud like you between her legs," the blond laughed.

I raised my brow once more, asking myself if she really had no manners at all.
"Sure she is... Now please, go... I think that man over there is gazing at you," I lied and pointed towards a guy with a long brown ponytail.
"Well well... See you," she said with blank eyes and strolled towards the guy I just pointed to.

I didn't really know why women like her couldn't see that I was much younger than them.
Hopefully, they would stay this oblivious so I didn't get caught.
Yes, I was a minor... I was seventeen.
But I have known Garrett for over ten years now, since he once was my parent's gardener and pool-guy. And we got along just fine.

I always hung out here Friday nights. At school, kids thought I was the lame loner who didn't have any friends nor wanted friends.
But of course, they were wrong.
Here was where I had friends, and I loved them.
You had James, the biker-guy-friend that Garrett had met in the Arizona desert on a bike-trip with his longtime girlfriend; Kate.

James looked like the tough guy, with his long blond hair that were pulled into his signature ponytail.
He had tatt's up and down his body, but his heart was made of gold. He and his girlfriend Victoria were expecting their first child after being together for over six years.
We called Victoria the Fire-Engine sometimes, since she dyed her hair a fierce red color.
Kate was also pretty cool. Her parents were stricly catholic, but once they were out of the door Kate was herself. She dressed modest, yet very sexy. Mostly because she had to mix clothing her parents approved of and cloths she liked. Just like she did today. She wore a black skirt, and tights which she had shredded. And in her purse he hid a studded belt and hung that over her hips to rock her outfit off.
She had pale blond straight hair and black streaks woven into it.

But tonight, James wasn't here. Neither was Victoria, because they were in Chicago where they wanted Victoria to deliver her child. They wanted that, because James' parents kinda had that as a tradition. His mother gave birth to her children in Chicago, as did his grandmother and great-grandmother. He wanted to honor his family that way and were staying at his parent's house.

And since Garrett's club was very crowded, he asked Kate to help a bit at the bar.
so I was alone tonight.

My body leaned against one of the walls behind the DJ-booth. The music was awesome tonight, and there would also be a couple of bands performing tonight.
Did my family know about all of this? Well yeah... My sister knew. As well did my brother. And I think my mom also knew.
But since I was good in school, getting almost always straight-A's and I never came home drunk with a different girl each time, they let me.

I was seventeen, yeah... Of course I had messed around a bit. But I was raised to respect a woman, and would never, ever take advantage of someone who was drunk. Or take advantage of a girl generally.

Last time, was with Tanya. She was about a year older than me and she was related to Garrett. In which way, I couldn't really remember. I think she was his niece.
We dated for about five months, and she was my first serious relationship. She was my first in every way... But I guess we grew apart, and my feelings for her had completely vanished. So I decided that being honest to her would be the best thing, and I had told her everything.

She was still in love with me. That, I knew. The way she hung around me, and shook her sleeve off of her shoulders every time I looked, the way she twirled her strawberry-blonde hair around her finger as we held a conversation... She was flirting big-time, and she was getting desperate.

I was happy that Tanya wasn't here tonight. I was alone, but I didn't really mind all that much.
Then, as I felt someone watching me, I turned my head.

I was stunned. She was gazing at me, like she had never seen a guy holding a beer-bottle and leaning against a wall.
It wasn't like I was dressed to turn heads as well... I wore a shredded dark jeans and white Tee. That was all.
But all of the gazing wasn't the thing that impressed me the most. It was the fact that I knew her. She was Isabella from school.

She caught me staring back at her, and turned away shyly.
What was she doing here? She was the kind of girl who studied hard and tried not to get into much trouble. -Well yeah... I was also like that but you get the point.
At school, she dressed a bit alternative in black hoodies and dark jeans with her signature Converse shoes or Vans.

But I hadn't seen her here, ever.
And now she looked at me. Her eyes turned back to me, reflecting that she was deep in thought. Brown eyes hooded with fear also.

What was it with her? I was fascinated.

So, I hope it wasn't too bad? Before I continue writing, I would like to know if you like this story and if you want me to continue.
Please, review. I know how you ladies like Ed, so he'll come your way to thank you ;)

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