Chapter 1
Disclaimer: If I owned any of this would I be writing a FanFiction? Not!
P.S. Hands off! Emmett's mine!!
"That's the last of them," Emmett says, dragging a heavy box through the open front doorway and disappearing with it. "No, we've still got the couch," I yell back, but I figure we can get it tomorrow. I scoot it under the garage roof and along with it the few boxes he forgot were by the car. I get in my yellow jeep and park it in the garage as well. I hop out and stare at the house. It's a nice Victorian house in a nice Victorian neighborhood, with a porch and magnolia garden and parking garage. I turn away from the house and glance towards the street.
We're borrowing this house for the summer from a friendly elderly couple the Petersons while they go and visit their children in Connecticut. It's not on the beach, countryside or anywhere fancy, just in California where Emmett and I thought would be a good getaway. We learned about it from a house renting website a couple weeks ago. We just got here yesterday from Illinois, but we stayed in a hotel last night and have been doing all the moving in today.
I'm staring at the house across the street. It's an old Victorian also, with stained glass windows and a beautiful flower garden. In the window a long haired white cat sits soaking in the sunshine. There's a nice garage room enough for two cars which is convenient while there's a red and white striped mini cooper and navy BMW convertible parked in it.
It's while I'm staring off that I feel someone come up behind me and grab my waist.
"We're all moved in," Emmett says, as I look up at him, smiling. He smiles back at me, and kisses me tenderly. "Let's take this up to our new room," He says grinning. He kisses me again and makes it hard for me to say no. But I have to. Not because I want to; but because there's a couple walking up to us.
As they reach us, I notice they are coming from the house I've just been admiring. Funny how the world works.
"Hello, we're the Carters, we live right across the street," says a stunning blonde in red pumps, jeans, and a red trench coat, shaking my hand. I smile at her. "I'm Rosalie," she says, handing me a plate of brownies as a greeting gift. "I'm Bella," I say back. "Thanks for the brownies, they look delicious." She smiles as she says, "Store bought." I find myself laughing.
Beside us Emmett and an attractive guy who has just introduced himself as Edward roughly shake hands. Then Emmett and Rosalie shake hands and Edward and I shake hands. I notice Edward looking uncomfortable so decide to make small talk.
"So how long have you lived here?" I ask the Carters.
"About a year. It really is a lovely neighborhood, you'll enjoy your stay here I'm sure," says Rosalie. Her arm is through Edwards and he's looking at the ground. She nudges him slightly but enough for me to notice and him to look up.
"Any places in town we should check out?" I ask.
"Well there's a really nice restaurant in town called The Harbor, Edward and I have been there many a times, right Eddy?" She looks questioningly at him.
"Yeah, it's great you should check it out," He says, smiling. "She drags me in there all the time."
"Well, we better get going," Emmett says. "We've got to finish unpacking."
We wave goodbye to the Carters and walk inside as they walk back across the street to their beautiful house.
We walk inside our new home and I set the brownies on the marbled kitchen counter. Emmett smiles at me and asks me how I liked them.
"Well they're nice. It's good to know we have nice neighbors. Rosalie seems very nice and Edward does too, although I felt a little nervousness on his part."
Emmett smiles at me. "You talk WAY too much, you know that?"
"Actually I-"
But I don't get to finish because he puts his lips on mine and drags me up the stairs.