Okay, so this is going to be one of those very clichéd stories where a girl meets a guy, they fall in lust and love.

I never thought of myself as one of those romantics, but, I loved every single minute of my adventure.

I should introduce myself, I think. I'm Bella. The guy I fall hopelessly in love with is Edward.

So the story begins with the airport, me and my mom, Renee, waiting for our flight back to Forks. My dad, Charlie would probably be waiting at home with welcome home pizza; he couldn't cook to save his life. The last time he cooked, he set our stove on fire.

We were looking at the hundreds of useless pictures my mom took on our trip to Australia. She wanted to "remember every single precious minute of our trip". She held me against my will in front of every single monument and piece of art. She was the photographer and I the model. It took the local pharmacy a whole day to develop all of the pictures she took, most of them silly or blurry. She stopped at times to laugh at how silly I looked, which was pretty often because she took most of the pictures when I wasn't looking.

"Haha! I still can't believe you fell into the fountain. And remember that guy that helped you up, and then winked at you?" Renee said, laughing her trademark laugh that sounded like music. It was that laugh that got my dad to ask her out so many years ago.

I blushed. One of my two talents: falling and blushing. I had gotten to be very good at both over the last 17 years.

Renee is a very spontaneous person, which is the main reason for why we were sitting in an Australian airport in the middle of the cold July weather. One day, about a month ago, she decided, well more yelled, we were taking a trip to Australia. I wasn't surprised at the sudden outburst (she had these frequently), but I was surprised that she had actually planned out a two-week trip and bought the tickets. Charlie wouldn't be able to come with us; he was married to his work as much as he was to Renee. A week after Renee decided and convinced me, we were driving to the Port Angles airport, about an hour away from Forks, the tiny town we lived in.

The trip was awesome. Well, no. That's an understatement. The trip was absolutely amazing and I am SO sad that we left Australia. On the day before we were supposed to leave, I begged Renee for hours trying to convince her to live there, even though I knew it was so much of a stretch it was comical.

Using any excuse to get away from Renee constantly teasing me about my clumsiness, I said, "Hey, mom? I need to use the bathroom, so could you hold your hysterics for like 10 minutes?"

"Alright, don't get lost or trip, Bella," she said, still chuckling as she looked at more pictures. To me, she kinda sounded like Santa, except her chuckle wasn't as deep.

I had already seen the sign overhead for the bathrooms, so I rounded a corner and leaned against the wall before continuing on my way. I needed a minute to clear my head from the laughing. I loved my mom, but sometimes I feel that she isn't just kidding when she laughs at me.

Not looking where I was going, I bumped into someone. I blushed almost instantly as a knee-jerk reaction and said sorry to whoever it was.

Boy, was the face a sight.

My first thought before seeing the guy's face was, damn this guy has a nice body... But all thoughts of the guy's body vanished when I looked up at the guy's face. He met my eyes in a gaze and then it happened.

I felt as if the whole world just stopped. My breath hitched in my throat and I swallowed nosily. His green eyes seemed endless and they were so damn bright. He smiled apologetically and put his hands around my shoulders to keep me from falling flat on my ass.

He murmured, "Sorry," still holding my gaze. He was the first one to react. He slowly walked away, backwards, as he kept his eyes locked onto mine. I turned around in sync with him, our bodies moving together, although not touching. I couldn't stand the intensity of his gaze, so I looked down at the blase tiled floor, wishing my blush would go away. The last thing I heard from him was a musical chuckle and a "bye, hope we meet again". My head was spinning. I put my hand on my forehead and closed my eyes.

Its sounds incredibly love-story-ish, but the moment we touched, I felt like I'd known him forever and I was just waiting for his appearance.

The ye gods and goddesses must've taken over my body, because I did something so completely out of character that if my mom were here, she'd be chomping on popcorn and screaming out, "OH MY GOD. YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT. HONEY, IM SO PROUD OF YOU FOR FINALLY COMING OUT OF YOUR SHELL!" Yeah, she was always one for being subtle…

I took a deep breath and said, "Hey! Wait up! I-I wanted to thank you. If you didn't catch me, I'd be sitting on the floor rubbing my butt." I grinned at him. He smiled a smile so breathtaking, I think I actually gasped.

He said, "No worries. As long as you're safe and sound, there's nothing to apologize for. Plus, it'd be a shame to see something that cute sitting on the floor all dirty." Then he winked at me.

I blushed again. He definitely noticed because he murmured, "That blush is very pretty on you." Thank god he changed the subject, or else I would've started stuttering again. "So, can I find out the damsel-no-longer-in-distress's name or is that something else I'm not allowed to catch?"

After his first line, I blushed even harder and smiled up at him. "Thanks, maybe you could see it again sometime. My name's Isabella. But call me Bella instead."

He once again laughed his musical laugh. "My name is Edward. And yeah, hopefully I will see you again. Do you want to help that cause and give me your phone number and where you're traveling to?"

I decided to be flirtatious and tease him. Two could play this game, right? "What if I don't wanna help that cause? Whatcha gonna do about it?" I said with a grin.

When I said that, I didn't expect two things. One, to be that forward with a guy that, albeit cute, I just met. Two? For Edward to be better at the game than I was.