Hell Dearies...wow that made me seem old...I'm only seventeen...XD. I get to say that now becasue it's my birthday! :P

This was going to be a one-shot story, but now it's not. I wrote it last night on a random wave of fanfictionness. (That's when I randomly get the need to write a story.)

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I am Edward Cullen. I am known as being an extremely handsome seventeen-year-old boy. I have girls flocking after me; literally…I swear they run so fast they could take off. Not to mention that most of them scare me half to death…but…that's nothing compared to what happens to them on a date with me.

All my friends are in relationships; it's my dream to have one. I would like someone to tell me why I can't get one single girl to last more then one date with me? Jasper has Alice, and Emmett has Rosalie. I mean, how the hell does Emmett get a girl? Maybe Rosalie likes feeling like the smart one for a change.

All I had was my left hand…to play out my love, music. I loved playing the piano. It is my greatest passion…other then starring in the mirror at myself. I even got my parents to put up a mirrored wall in the piano room. That way I can look at my self in the mirror and play the piano at the same time.

Emmett is a special needs child. I think Rosalie just likes having a charity case to tend too. I wish she would help him all the way to a circus. He would like it there; I would love to watch him try to eat fire.

Rosalie is stuffy, pretentious, (hope Emmett's not trying to read this, that's a big word), and she and Alice go shopping way too much. If I ever did get a girlfriend she would have to hate shopping. I am not being a pair of trained dogs like Emmett and Jasper.

Jasper is so tight assed. I swear he has something shoved up there, and who knows what it could be, maybe he sat on a fish stick when he was younger, strange kid. How he is dating Alice I don't know. She is the complete opposite of Jasper, though that seems to be what attracts people apparently. My looks are what attract people, but that's not all they do.

I realised I should probably get off to school; it was a big day, a music test. I already knew I was going to ace it, I was the top of the class, the teacher loves me, and I was amazing at piano.

I hopped into my Volvo and raced off to school. Sirens rang out behind me. I sighed and pulled over.

"Do you know how fast you were going?" The cops leaned down in my window.

"Is that just a line all you cops say?" I asked him.

He cleared his throat, showing his dissatisfaction. "One-hundred and twenty miles per hour."

"Oh wow, I'm cutting down then!"

"Why is your visor down? Your rear view mirror shouldn't be that tilted towards you."

"Well, I like to make sure I look my best when I drive. The visor mirror gives her a good front view of myself, and the rear view mirror gives me a good side view of myself." I smiled at him.

"That's just unacceptable."

"Have I dated your daughter?"

"Excuse me?" He gave me a puzzled look. "I don't think so."

"Oh okay good."

"Here's your ticket." He handed me a sheet of paper that I shoved in the glove compartment with all the other once he was back in his car and had driven away.

I sped off towards the school, hoping to make it there on time. I waltzed into class just as the bell rang, just in time again. I slipped into my seat in the back of my music class. A cute blonde named Tammy, sat in front of me. She turned around and smiled, winking at me slyly. I nodded my chin at her, acknowledging her shameless flirting.

"Hey Edward…" She dragged the last syllable of my name as she spoke to me. "Want to go see a movie with me tonight?"

I instantly sat up straight and felt my throat close up. I couldn't reject her, but I had to, for her sake. "Yeah, sure." I heard myself slip out of my mouth.

"Great, I'll see you a seven then gorgeous." She blew me a kiss before she turned around in her seat, back to facing the brown haired girl that sat in front of her.

The girl shot back around in her seat, once Tammy was facing her. She had been very intrigued by our conversation.

I rocked my piano piece. I rocked it so hard the piano was panting. I think my music teacher was trying to contain herself during my performance. All the girls in the class gave me standing ovations, all except one of them, she just clapped normally. It was odd. It was the brunette haired girl who sat in front of Tammy.

"Thank you." I said bashfully, all for the effect.

Lunchtime is always a blast. My friends and I get to sit there in the Cafeteria and look awesome, while everyone watches us be awesome. It's really quite awesome. I eat the Cafeteria food, only because out in Forks, there's not much to do at lunch, and my parents being doctors, don't have time to cook me food. I'm too busy playing piano and looking good to make myself any food for the day. Also, compared to Alice's cooking, the Cafeteria food is gourmet.

So this one time Alice invites us over for a new vegetarian meal she wanted to try. We all thought, well its just vegetables, how badly can someone mess that up? We learned. I have never seen purple slop before in my whole entire life, except maybe for that stuff that came of out Emmett's stomach when he ate to much purple Play-Dough. It wasn't Grape flavoured like he thought it was. Took him awhile to figure that out though, a whole container full of awhile to be exact.

"I have a date guys."

"You do!" Alice said hushed.

"Yes…"

"You said you were stopping this dating stuff!" Rosalie badgered me.

I sighed. "I know, I know, I know."

"Wow, I wish I knew that much." Emmett grumbled.

Jasper turned his pale emotionless face towards me. "Is she hot?"

"Yeah."

"That's a shame." He frowned…I think he frowned…slightly…his mouth moved a little bit…I think.

"Oh Edward!" Alice groaned at me. "You know you can't date!"

I threw my hands up in the air. "Yes, I know that!"

"Maybe if you made yourself ugly…you would never date again." Rosalie suggested.

"You still date Emmett." I informed her.

"Very funny." Rosalie glared at me. "No, but seriously, it could work."

I shrugged. "What, so I make myself ugly?"

"Did you call me ugly, man?" Emmett began to just clue in on the insult now. "That's not very nice!"

I ignored him. "How do I make myself look ugly, that's impossible?"

Rosalie grinned as if she had a good idea.

"What is it?" Alice asked her.

"All Edward has to do is get really sunken cheeks, extremely messy bushy hair, like a guys birds nest hair-due, a strange chin, plastic surgery can do that, same with the nose, and you'll need a very small and flat nose."

"Sounds familiar." Alice chimed in.

I really didn't know how they would make me look ugly. I wasn't sure I wanted to look that ugly anyways, I mean I could never look at myself in the mirror again. It would be a shame to make me ugly. For now, I just had to live with my amazing looks, not so tough in the short-term aspect of it.

An ambulance raced up to the curb of Tammy's house. She had fallen backwards while I was saying good night.

"What happened?" The paramedic asked me.

"She fainted…maybe she ate something bad tonight at the movie theatre…that popcorn can be very dangerous." I fished for excuses.

My dad walked up to me in the waiting room. "Son, no more dating."

"AGAIN?"

"Yes again, I can't keep covering for you."

"I know Dad, I'm really sorry. You and Mom gave me these intense good looks." I ranted.

"Yes, yes, yes." He sighed. "No more dating!"

Tammy wasn't in class on Monday. I starred at the back of the quiet brunette girl. She would turn every so often to stare at me. I flashed her a smile every time. She was plain, but still very cute somehow.

Should I risk it?