Title: Written Confessions.
Author(s): FF; Shining Eclipse & Edwards Smile; LJ; thrown_rosesx & edwards_smile; my wifey :**
Pairings: Edward / Bella.
Summary: AH; To get credits for school, Bella Swan starts writing to Edward Cullen for a penpal project. But can Edward break down the walls she's so carefully created? co-written with my wifey :*
Author's Notes: This whole story is going to be written in letter format. Chapter updates will probably be quick and longer as time goes on.
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Monday; 09 / 12 / 05
Edward Cullen,
I hope I haven't freaked you out too much with this letter. My school was hosting a pen-pal exchange for some extra school credits, so I decided to hop up on it. You were the lucky name that came from the hat.
Though, you must have known of it in some way. Or else your name wouldn't have been in that hat.
Anyways … you're probably wondering who I am. Well, my name's Bella. I've pretty much lived my whole life with my dad Charlie. As I've gotten older it feels more like I've been living alone rather than with a father figure.
Oh well. There isn't much to go on about myself, if I have to be honest. I'm a junior, and I turned seventeen in September. I have a few friends that keep me company, but I've never really latched onto a true friendship for a long time.
I have a large love for literature, and most of my day is spent reading after my homework is done with. That sounds completely geek-ish, but I'm going to be full on honest with these letters.
What else is there about me? … Hm, I'm an only child. I guess that could have been picked from my statement about feeling like I was living alone …
I'm mostly known in the Emergency Room, but that isn't too good of a quality. I have two left feet and am constantly running into things or tripping over air. I almost got crushed by a car my freshman year at school, but I was pulled out of the way before it was too late. I've managed to fall through a window, too.
I'll probably be in a wheelchair by the time I'm twenty. Or I've made that bet with myself.
My prompt says that I'm supposed to ask you a question before I end this letter, so …
Edward Cullen, what's an interesting thing that has happened to you? I'm not too sure that you can beat me with falling from a window or almost being smashed to death by a van.
I apologize if my writing is a bit hard to read -- or if the ink is a bit smudged. I prefer pen to a pencil and I usually write too fast to care about how it looks.
Until next time,
Bella Swan.