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Hey, this is Golden Eyed Edward's Gurl, and I'm here to say that I do not own Twilight. I know! Sucks right? Ok, so Edward is a vampire and Bella just arrived at Forks High School. She and Malerie have been best friends since they were born, both their parents being best friends since grade school. They moved to Forks together.

BPOV

"Oh my God, there he is, don't stare, don't stare," I thought this to myself as I walked past his table at lunch. The only reason I was freaking out was because this was the first time that he had eaten in the cafeteria since I got here. He usually ate outside, I guessed. I had seen him a couple times, but only from a far distance. I was arm in arm with my best friend Malerie. She must have noticed my arm tighten around hers. She looked sideways at me.

"Bella?" she glanced at me, then to her right. "Oh," she said with realization.

Of course she knew immediately what was wrong. I tell her everything, she's like my sister. So she already knew about my ridiculous and huge crush on Edward Cullen.

"I'm sorry," I said, "I… I can't help it. He's so gorgeous, and I'm so ordinary, and I know I shouldn't have this big of a crush on him, since I've only seen him a couple times, but he's never noticed me, and I don't have any classes with him so I guess that's one reason, and…," I was babbling. Malerie was just patiently listening as we entered the lunch line. That's what I love about her. She is just so understanding.

"Bella, calm down.. We've only been in this school for a couple weeks. It's ok, and you are not ordinary," she added firmly. She hated when I put myself down.

"Yes, I am," I groaned.

"No, you are not," she replied just as firmly as before. She grabbed her tray from the counter and began walking toward a table. I plopped down on one of the chairs.

"Then why hasn't he noticed me?" I asked. My question didn't even throw her off guard, like I'd hoped.

"Bella, haven't you paid attention? He doesn't notice any girls, not even Missy, Jessi, and Alex," she said, nodding toward a group of girls surrounded by a bunch of puppy-dog-eyed guys. I looked too. There were two blondes and a brunette. I thought they were gorgeous, but, Malerie was right, I'd never seen Edward Cullen glance their way.

"Well I don't see why he doesn't, look at them, they're so beautiful," I pouted.

"You are too, Bella," Malerie said exasperated, "you don't even know how many guys have stared at you since you got here." She gave me her "You-Better-Shut-Up-Cause-You're-Irritating-Me" look.

"Yeah right, I've seen how many guys that stare at you," I said back, ignoring "the look." Malerie had long, dark hair, with bouncy curls, full, red lips, and big, brown eyes. She had a good body too; she loved to dance. I continued, "God, just look at you. You're so freaking pretty. I probably look like some ugly troll compared to "Miss Brunette Barbie" over here."

"God, Bella, shut-up. You really don't see yourself clearly, do you?" she half-shouted. That did it. In that instant, Edward Cullen looked up from his untouched tray, and stared right at me. I stared back. It felt like we were the only two people in the cafeteria. He held my stare for what seemed like an eternity. Only Malerie, half-screaming in my ear, brought me back. I looked at her with wide eyes.

"What?" she demanded.

"I…I…Edward," I stuttered. She looked at him, than back at me.

"What?" she demanded again, "Tell me."

I shook my head, trying to clear it. I snuck a glance at Edward, but he was looking down at his tray again. It looked like he was trying to hide a smile. I looked back at Malerie's impatient face.

"Edward Cullen was staring at me," I whispered. Malerie smiled almost triumphantly.

"See, I told you so," she said in a sing-song voice. "He totally noticed you. Now you can stop moping and complaining," she said, very satisfied now.

"Whatever," I replied. We got up to dump our lunch trays. We headed, arm in arm, out of the lunch room. Just as we were about to leave through the cafeteria doors, I glanced back swiftly at Edward. He was staring at me again. He had this strange look on his face, almost like…like a hungry lion..

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"Dad?" I called, as I walked into the house.

"In here, Bells," he replied.

I was still thinking about that strange look that Edward Cullen had given me at lunch. No matter how much I tried, my thoughts kept wandering back to that cold stare. It looked like pure hatred. I had been quiet the rest of the day, and Malerie noticed. But she just took it as still being dazed by the first time he looked at me. I hadn't told her about the second stare. I also noticed his eyes, coal black.. Maybe he wasn't all that I'd thought he was. Just looking like a god didn't mean anything.

I walked into the living room where Charlie was watching TV. I gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"I'll be in my room studying if you need me."

"That's fine," he replied, not even taking his eyes off of the TV.

I went upstairs and closed my bedroom door. I sat on my bed to think. I started going over everything that had happened at lunch. Ok, Edward stared at me, I stared back, I started to leave, I looked back, he threw daggers at me. You know what they say, if looks could kill. I decided then and there that I would all together avoid Edward Cullen. I would somehow get over my ridiculous crush. I don't care how much he looked like a god. This was going to end. I wasn't going to waste my life wondering when Edward Cullen was going to look at me again. I vowed to take him out of my life, to never worry about him again.

I decided to do my Trig homework. I knew that I had to catch up on that if I wanted to pass. I opened the book and stared at the page. It all started to blur together, and I started to think about lunch again.

"Ugh, I'm gonna go insane," I said to myself. I slammed my book shut and headed downstairs to start dinner. I began pulling things out of the fridge to make chicken. I put the chicken in the oven then went to finish the laundry. I went back into the kitchen when I heard the oven beep.

"Dad, dinner!" I yelled toward the living room. I sat down to eat my own dinner.

"So, how was school Bells?" Charlie asked, apparently trying to make small talk.

"It was fine," I replied, not looking up from my plate. I didn't want him to see that I wasn't all there in the conversation.

"I'm going fishing with the guys on Saturday, just to let you know, ok," Charlie said, glancing up from his plate.

"Yeah that's fine, I'll just finish my chores around here and catch up on my homework," I replied, standing up to wash my dishes. "I'm going upstairs," I said, faking a yawn.

"Night Bella," Charlie replied.

When I got to my room, I pulled my blanket back and slid into bed. I stared at the ceiling.

"Stop thinking about him, stop thinking about him," I chanted to myself.

I needed to stop. This was only making me think of him more. I needed to get a grip. I had decided to forget about him, hadn't I?

"Well, that's exactly what I'm going to do," I thought to myself. Satisfied, I rolled onto my side and fell into a deep sleep.

So, there's the first chapter. Please review and tell me if you like it!!!! The second chapter will get better as you get into the story.