A/N: Hey, this is the first time I've attempted to make a fanfic. I usually enjoy reading them instead, as my writing skills are atrocious. Why I'm doing one? I want to improve my non existing skills, and I had no internet LOL. Summer coursework? I wasn't that bored.

It's set in England as I don't have a lot of knowledge on America, so instead of writing false information, and mistaking a boot for a trunk for example. I stuck with England. Oh and they're all human. And to avoid any confusion, Rosalie and Jasper are twins, Emmett and Alice are brother and sister. Alice and Jasper, and Emmett and Rosalie are together as usual. Bella and Edward are both only children.

Apologises if this is rubbish.

BPOV

"ISABELLA, will you hurry up!" My best friend Alice roared behind the door.

"Alice, have you even looked at what you've given me to wear? I can't go out looking like this."

"Oh stop complaining, and just get out here. You're going to look beautiful, I can see it."

"Can't I have a jumper at least to cover something up?" I pleaded.

"You don't have anything you need to cover up, trust me. He'll be gob smacked once he sees you." Alice sighed. "Bella if you do not come out right now, I'll call Emmett in to break down the door."

"You wouldn't dare." I knew she would, but it stole a few moments from her. I could hear loud footsteps coming closer to the bathroom door protecting me from the wrath of Alice.

"Hey Bells." He laughed. "I overheard Alice. You couldn't happen to stay in there could you? I've always wanted to do this. Please."

"Go away." I shouted playing along with Emmett. I have never had an old brother and Emmett was the closest thing I had to one. We protected each other from his evil little sister.

"Well, stand back then." Emmett warned me. I walked over to the closed toilet seat and sat on it waiting for the door to crash down. Their mother Margaret would only replace it the next day, she was only too use to Emmett's brawny figure and innate strength destroying her home. There was a loud bang and cloud of dust that rose immediately after his warning. The once solid wood door fell to the ground, falling into pieces. He walked over the wood and grabbed me up fireman style ignoring my protests, dumping me onto Alice's bed. "Hey bells" he repeated staring at the door he annihilated smugly. "Well, Alice you've done a great job on her, she's finally scrubbed up well." He teased.

"See! Even Emmett thinks you look pretty," Alice said in a "I-told-you-so tone" "Right, well thanks to your little stunt in the bathroom we have no time to try out shoes, so just put these on. Don't complain and come on or you'll keep Jacob waiting." She threw a pair of white high heels in my direction. There was no way I was going to wear that death trap. I can't walk without falling to the ground in bare feet. Alice must think this is a joke. "Ali-"

"BELLA, GET A MOVE ON." She grabbed my wrist and dragged me to her Porsche. As I had no other shoes with me and walking around bare feet was out, I placed my feet into the white straps.

Whilst Alice was looking for something inside the garage I stared into the passengers mirror. Emmett was right, Alice had worked a miracle on me, even if I did have to sit in her torture chair for three hours, I had to admit I did look sort of pretty. She had left my hair down adding soft curls to it, my make up was subtle a little mascara and eyeliner with lip gloss. No blush, I could fix that easily - unfortunately. Alice had given me a blue dress to wear, which hardly covered my body. It enhanced my non existing cleavage and stopped down my mid thigh. Too short and too tight for me.

"Right we have ten minutes to reach the restaurant, once you're there ask for a reservation under the surname "Black" okay?"

"Ten minutes…with your driving we could reach the place in two." She just rolled her eyes at me, and continued talking.

"You don't know how much planning this has taken Rosalie and I to do. Rosalie said he'll suit you, not narcissistic, quite caring. Except he doesn't have a well off background, so don't expect anything too flashy."

We reached la fleur in less than five minutes. I had never been there before, looking outside the window told me I could never afford a glass of water there, maybe a side dish if I was lucky.

"Good luck Bella. Rosalie will be over later, she wants to hear all the details too. So be prepared to dish all the dirt."

"Nothing is going to happen." I had been to many of Rosalie's and Alice's blind dates for me. So far none of the males caught my attention, or interested me enough to continue seeing them. Why Jacob would be any different? I was clueless. I knew I'd leave, with yet another uneventful evening under my list.

"Good evening Madame, may I help you?" Said the male behind the podium.

"Urm… I'm here on a reservation under "Black"?"

He scanned his book, flicking through pages. Was this all a joke? Had Alice told me a bogus name and was standing somewhere close waiting for the punch line? "Ahh, Miss Swan?"

"Yes." I replied with relief.

"Follow me right this way please." He smiled leading me to a quiet part of the restaurant, leaving the crowds of tables behind us to a secluded spot. Sat down at the table was a handsome man with long silky black hair to match his dark pupils. His tanned skin glowed under the candle lights, but the one thing that captured me was his smile. So child like, and fun. "Hi, you must be Bella then?" Pushing his hand out into the air waiting for me to shake it.

"Yes, Jacob right?" I ask while settling into my seat.

"Yep. Was expecting you to be blonde actually to be honest." I glared down into the menu. Wow, this is going to be a long night. "So…what do you do for a living then Bella?"

"At the moment I'm unemployed. I moved to London, after my dad was given a better job in the police force. We lived in a small town called Swanage, further south. There was hardly any work for him, so we moved further north. You?"

"Right. Well I'm training to be a full time mechanic. Love cars and bikes. Father doesn't mind he said it's probably be the best I could do. He usually suggests that I become a police officer, have the height. And 'I could protect humans from the evil out there.'" He snorted.

To save us from the dreadful small talk a waitress appeared at our table. Her flame red hair blending in with her red uniform. "Good evening Sir and Madame. I am Victoria, and I'll be your waitress for tonight. Are you ready to order?"

"I'll have the soup."

"Madame?"

"I'll have the Ratatouille, please"Staring at Jacob in hope he would remember his manners.

"Anything else?"

"No." Jacob replied.

"No thank you."Hinting yet again, however he was still oblivious. She smiled at me and walked away. "I'm just going to go to the bathroom. I'll be back in a moment."

"Okay."

I rushed down into the hallway separating the toilets from the main room. Pulling out my mobile phone and waited for Alice to pick up her phone.

"You haven't killed him have you?" Rosalie demanded.

"No, but I'll kill you and Alice once I get home. He's horrible! He has no manners, and he's boring." I started to rant.

"Wait you've been with him for- for less than half an hour and you already want out?" Alice asked.

"YES, listen I appreciate what you guys are doing for me, but if I can't take the guy I'm not going to sit around for hours dying in my seat thanks."

Alice sighed. "Fine we'll call back in ten minutes. Your step-sister has gone into labour. Okay?"

"Thanks. Bye"

I started to turn to make my way back to our table, when I went face first into something hard and cold. No, hard, cold and vibrating. Two arms then enclosed my waist. Since when do walls have arms? Oh shit, not a wall. "Sorry," I whispered with my eyes closed not wanting to see the expression on the persons face.

He started to chuckle, making his chest vibrate. So that's what it was. "Sorry, I'm the one who should be apologising, I was actually walking over to you to see if you were okay. I heard your outburst." My cheeks started to flood crimson. Thank god my eyes are still closed. "Sorry, are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked worriedly. His soft velvet voice, caused my heart beat to increase. I unwillingly opened my eyes to meet the most breath taking green eyes I had ever seen. The bright bold green was penetrating my boring old brown ones. His odd bronze coloured hair laid chaotically upon his head. His lips were soft urging for me to reach out and touch them, smiling crookedly at me.

"I'm fine?" I ask as if a question.

"Glad to hear." He looked at our awkward position. "Sorry. I thought you were going to fall backwards" Loosening his grip on my waist. "I am Edward, nice to meet you."

"Bella." Was all I could allow past my lips without embarrassing myself.

"I must say, you look…astonishing. The guy you're with must be blind to treat you badly to make you want to leave."

"Well technically he is my blind date, so I guess that gives him a reason." I bit my tongue, it sounded funny in my head, until it was said out loud. He probably thinks I'm a stupid smart arse now.

He surprised me by chuckling. "Nice one." He looked down at his watch. "I'm terribly sorry." He sighed. "But I must go back to my date, she will probably call the police if I do not return soon. As much as I would rather stay here with you." He grinned.

My mind was blank, I had lost any coherent thought I had before. This 6 foot-something Greek God in front of me wanted to spend time with me? "Urgh I better go back to Jacob then I guess." I groaned "Alice will call soon, so at least I'm saved…somehow." I tried to add optimistically.

"Cheeky as this is. I was wondering, because the chances are that I would probably never find you again Bella. May I have your phone number, please? I just do not want to lose contact with you." He stared straight into my eyes. Dazzling me. That should be a crime…oh well, I get his number too.

"Course." I smiled passing my phone to him and receiving his to punch my digits into his phone. I exited onto his main screen, a picture of him and an older woman probably ten years the most with her arm around his shoulder. "Edward Cullen" written above his network provider.

"It's my mother - Esme." He answered my silent question.

"She's pretty, looks young too."

"She gave birth to me just out of 6th form before my father went on to medical school. Sorry Bella, but we must part, our unsuccessful dates are awaiting our return." He reached out for my hand and pressed his soft lips to them. "Till next time Isabella." He smiled and turned to walk back to the main room. I'm standing? I thought I had turned to a puddle already! My brain is mush so that's something…

I made my way back to our table to see my plate of food there. How long had I been with Edward? "There you are! Thought you done runner" Jacob complained. "Took your time" He added.

"Sorry, there was a queue. The cleaner was also doing his duty so we had to wait till he was done so we could actually go in there." I said starring down at my food, I was never good at lying. Right on cue my phone started to ring.

"Hello?" I answered

"Still want out?" Alice asked.

"Definitely." I replied instantly causing Rosalie to giggle in the background.

"You owe us the all the details, right pretend I'm telling you the story. Oh and do a better job this time I could feel the lies radiating off of you from the phone last time!"

I gasped. "She what? Now? Oh my God… Is she okay? Wait where is she?" Jacob looked up from his bowl.

"Wow, you must really want to leave him fast. Say Queen Elizabeth's, quite a journey from there. More of a reason not to prolong seeing her."

"Queen Elizabeth? Okay, I'll be there right away. Is Mike there with her? I can't believe she's already in labour." Mike was the name of one of the boys who was too friendly with me during my last year of school and practically begged me to the leavers prom.

"Tone it down." Alice advised me.

"Okay, I'll be there right away. See you soon. Bye, thanks too."

"Pas de problème! Á bien tôt," Alice chimed remembering I was at a French restaurant.

I looked at the puzzled Jacob staring at me. "Jacob I'm so sorry, my best friend Lauren, just went into labour and I'm the child's godmother. I have to rush to the hospital now." Lauren my enemy for the past two years seemed a reasonable name to use. She hardly stuck to one male.

"It's okay I understand. I do hope you enjoyed our date, and I'll get your number from Rosalie right? See yah"

"Thanks for understanding Jacob. It's been a" Horrible, pointless… disastrous? "lovely evening. Thanks for dinner" I smiled and walked out of the restaurant catching a unoccupied black cab on the main road.

"SPILL!" Alice ordered before I had hung my coat up.

I sat down on the sofa next to Rosalie and started to explain my catastrophic date. I was interrupted a few times by one of them "He didn't even mention how you looked? Once?" Alice asked miserably. "Mechanic?" Rose laughed. "He can put a bike and car together I must hand that to him. But those cars were ones that were manufactured in the 50s or 60s. Any later he is baffled." Once the tale of Jacob was finished, I warily moved onto Edward.

"YOU GOT HIS NUMBER?!" Alice screamed jumping up from the arm chair she was sitting on.

"Yes, well he asked for mine actually."

"Are you going to call him?" She asked eagerly.

"Maybe, I don't know. What if he was drunk?" I was starting to doubt myself now.

"If he was drunk then hell that gives you more of a reason to call him. Astonishing used when you're drunk is definitely a sign of truth. If he thought you looked ugly, which no one in the right mind would he would have said it. End of, you're ringing him."

"And since when have you been into demanding people, like the pixie?" I snapped back at Rose.

"Well, a few weeks ago Emmett found it pleasurable whilst I was in control, giving the orders." Rose winked at me.

"ROSE! That's my brother you're talking about." Alice cried with her hands over her ears.

Rosalie rolled her eyes. "Oh please, it's not as if you don't publicise what you and my brother get up to."Alice was dating Rosalie's twin brother Jasper. They had been teenage sweethearts before I had moved here.

"Enough. Like Rose said, you have to ring him. Bella, we've never heard you talk about another guy like this before. It is obvious he affects you in someway and he sounds interested in you too. Also, he sounds like a true gentleman, the kind of person you deserve. Don't regret not calling him."

"Fine, I'll call him. Just not today, I'll give it a few days."

"Ooo leave him waiting for more, eh? Bells knows how to play the game! Except when Emmett and I started out, no one wanted to wait, it was too much to resist. Then when I did get him-"

"Rose, I know Emmett isn't my real brother, but he's the closest I have to one. A tad awkward to listen to that, well picture." I interjected.

"No one said you had to picture us together…naked, close to one another." She smiled mischievously.

"ROSE SHUT UP!" Alice yelled, throwing one of the cushions at Rosalie's head. Causing us all to break out laughing.

That night I struggled to sleep, tossing and turning relentlessly. I sat up in my bed resting my back on the headboard, pulling the duvet over my body further. The only time I had problems sleeping was when something was troubling me beyond nightmares and constantly sleep talking.

"Till next time Isabella." He wanted to see me again, and by the sound of it he was counting on meeting me once again. He thought I was astonishing, no wait, he stopped before he answered. I caused him to be…what was the word Alice used earlier? "He'll be gob smacked once he sees you." I. Isabella Marie Swan, caused the sexy, unreal, Greek God to hesitate. I laughed at myself.

It was obvious what he did to me. I was pretty sure he had transformed me into a puddle with his influential green eyes and velvet voice. He caused my heart rate to increase to an audible pounding in my chest, my palms became sweaty and I had difficulty to prevent myself from hyperventilating.

I was in love, with Edward Cullen, and entirely wrong about tonight, it was anything but uneventful.

A/N: To carry on is the question? Enjoyed writing that lol. Please review ;) I'm not a writer, more a reader, so, it would be nice to hear what people think about it. The title sucks, I couldn't think of anything else LOL. Next chapter I was thinking along the lines of a funfair thing. I don't know, it's hard to think when you're running on three hours sleep.