I don't own Twilight. Sadly Stephenie Meyer does.

Everyone's Human In this story to so yeah. This isn't a one-shot but I'm only going to make this a short story since its my first.

Edward POV

I couldn't stop staring at her. Isabella Marie Swan. It was my first day at Forks High school and by the end of the day I had already found out the basics of this girl. I had stalked her at any chance I got. Six hours of school and I already knew her full name, her age, where she had previously lived before she moved here 3 months ago and how her parents were divorced. I just saw her in my first lesson and I'm embarrassed to say that I'm obsessed. Obsessed with her long wavy mahogany hair and her mesmerizing chocolate eyes. I'm a stalker, a perv maybe. But the truth is I really don't care.

" Oii EDWARD!" Alice screamed banging her fist on the door of my car. Yes. I had started a new school and obviously so had my sister. And she was annoyed but I didn't know why. Then I realised that I was sitting in the car with the locks down. It was the end of the day and she was pissed that she was having to stand there in the cold while I daydreamed about god knows what. To her at least.

"Oh sorry Alice," I said as I let her in the car, "I was concentrating on something else, didn't hear you."

"Well obviously. Look I know you were daydreaming about Isabella again but try to stay connected to the real world too. It not just..." she trailed of, rambling so she could get it all out. Wait though. Did she just say she knew I was thinking about Bella?

"Why would I be daydreaming about her when I don't even know her? I saw her once Alice."

"Edward, you've been staring at her all day, I did notice, I'm not blind. And I heard you questioning people about her, you were just to oblivious to notice that half the time I was standing right next to you!"

"Oh. Well that's embarrassing." I said. All though I really didn't care, I was still focussing on Bella.

"You bet it is." Alice replied.

As I drove us home we were silent, I was thinking about Bella, Alice was probably thinking about Miu Miu or Chanel.

"It's Bella" I stated.

"What's Bella?"

"She likes to be called Bella, not Isabella, you stated her as Isabella earlier." I reminded her.

"Stalkerrrrr." she muttered under her breath, obviously thinking I couldn't hear, that obviously wasn't the case.

"Shusshh you little elf!" That was my lamest come-back ever. I was to preoccupied with Bella and her soft candy-pink lips…

"That Edward, was your LAMEST come-back EVER." Alice laughed speaking my exact thoughts.

"Does it look like I care?"

"No, probably because your thinking about Bella again."

I gave her a death glare, it was our first day of school and she was already teasing me about girls. Well one girl actually. She was speaking to me like I'd had a crush o her for months and I still hadn't made a move or something. That obviously wasn't the case though was it? I'd only known her 5 and a half hours, not even a day.

We arrived outside our new house that we had moved into when had relocated to Forks a week ago. We didn't start school until a week after because Esme (my mother) wanted us to settle into the house first and help her decorate. To some that might actually seem heaven. No school for a week. But in fact it was horrible, Alice was so picky about EVERYTHING and Esme wanted it perfect. So I was sat there a lot of the time helping them decide which SHADE OF WHITE would be better for the walls and kitchen tiles. It. Was. Torture.

But the thing is I was under even more torture now because, One: I couldn't stop thinking about the brown eyed beauty that was Bella. Two: I didn't know why I couldn't stop thinking about Bella. And Three: Because Esme was busy and Emmet and Carlisle (my brother and father) were helping Esme , I had to help Alice pick out carpet for her room since that was the only room we hadn't finished yet. Alice was picky and wanted carpet instead of wood floors.

Well annoyance three was out of the way. Alice had her damn fancy cream carpet. But why was I obsessed with Bella? I had only known her for 5 hours, 6 maybe. And I didn't actually KNOW her, I hadn't even said hello, not even hi. All I knew is that I wanted to find out more about her. And not from other people, I wanted her to tell me things, partly cause I didn't want to stalk her, mainly because I wanted to be her friend. Because I so desperately wanted to be around her. I had confided in myself a ton of feelings already, like I had known the goddess of a girl for months.

I sat in the middle of my bed, cross-legged on the soft new sheets, I thought about how Bella looked, even though I knew that wasn't what mattered most, I still thought she was beautiful,, and I couldn't stop my imagination.

Her face was so interesting. How one brow was a few millimetres higher than the other, how she was so pale yet had a lovely glow to her cheeks and how she unusually ran her fingers through her hair a lot. I had seen her do this many times today, maybe this wasn't usual, you couldn't know someone completely within one short period of time.

All these imperfections were what made her so interesting. What made me dream her about her that night.