Bella gazed at her ceiling willing the work to do it by itself. I heaved a sigh and rolled out of my bed. Hitting my knee on the nearest box I cursed out loud. Being a klutz never seemed to have its advantages. I scooped up the offending item and threw it in the corner with the other closed boxes of all my stuff

I would be lying to say I wasn't excited to go to college. The only qualms I had about leaving had to do with my father Charlie and how he was going to fend for himself. Sure, he was able to take care of himself until I had moved in with him when I was seventeen, but I was still skeptical how he managed to accomplish that feat.

I was leaving for college in less then three hours. I probably should finish packing. This was always my problem throughout high school and my life: procrastination. I threw the rest of my junk and placed my books carefully in the last box and taped it up securely. Most of this stuff was getting shipped to Georgetown. I didn't feel like carrying a bunch of suitcases with me while trying to navigate the streets of Washington D.C.

I walked down the stairs of my modest home and was overcome with my gratefulness at my lack of social life in high school that enabled me to study extra hard so that I was able to acquire the scholarship from one of the greatest colleges in the U.S.

Charlie and I said a quick good bye hoping to bypass the tears that were uncomfortable for the both of us. I got into the cab that was to take me to the airport. I had a long plane ride from Forks, Washington to Washington D.C.

I was dressed in comfortable clothes that seemed to be my normal attire. A t-shirt and jeans was my favorite outfit. It's not like you could go wrong, unless you were a girly fashion person who liked to always look good. That particular sentiment didn't really bother me so I had no problem with ignoring "girl standards".

Once I got on the plane, I had been rather pleased with myself that I had not tripped throughout the time it took to get through the airport and to my gate. Of course, right when I was thinking this, my foot caught on someone's bag in the aisle of the plane and caused me to go head first into the person in front of me. I was dreading when I would hit the person but all I felt were warm, strong arms wrap around me and keep me grounded, in the literal sense. Because as soon as I looked up into the eyes of my catcher, my stomach started doing flips and I started to feel a little lightheaded.

He had the greenest eyes I had ever seen, like the moss on the roots of trees in Forks. Sounds cliché to compare them to fungus that lived everywhere where I came from, but that was the first thing to pop up in my now scrambled head.

"I'm so sorry" the beautiful man said to me.

I gaped back but was lucky enough to choke out a "Well, unfortunately that's the usual in my two left footed life."

"My bag shouldn't have been that far out, it's entirely my fault for tripping you." I noticed his voice couldn't have sounded more soft or velvety.

"Don't worry about it; you seemed to make up for the minor infraction by catching me before I went flying into anyone"

He chuckled lightly at this and said, "It was the least I could do after all".

I observed that I seemed to be holding up the line and quickly said my thanks again and went after me seat. It turns out I was on the aisle seat two rows behind and across from him. He happened to be on the aisle also, which gave me a perfect view of him. I decided this might be a bad thing during the plane ride.

He stood up and my eyes were immediately drawn to him, just like I was afraid they would be. He reached above into the overhead compartment to get something out of his bag. I couldn't help but notice the way his arms strained to get into his bag above him even though I had noted earlier how tall he seemed. I guessed about 6' 2". In other words: hot, sexy height for a male.

I was a little bit confused with my reaction over this guy because I never seemed to be terribly interested in the type of guys that littered Forks. Then again, maybe that was the problem, they wasn't much of a pile to pick from. I was a little horrified to know that my standards to get a guy to catch my attention seemed to be a little higher then the average girls' considering this seemed to be a god in human form.

I let my eyes rove appreciatively up his body with his perfect fitting jeans up his torso encased in a plain t-shirt that hugged his arms nicely and up to his flawless face where a head of unruly, bronze hair sat. I gave a small sigh at his physical perfection and then reflected on his kindness toward me earlier when I had tripped. Maybe being a klutz wasn't that bad when you could have this guy catching you. He had to be too good to be true. Not that it really mattered seeing as I doubt we would ever see each other again after the plane ride. It then occurred to me that he was going to Washington D.C. also since this was a non-stop flight. My stomach made the flip again at the thought of him being in the same city as me for any amount of time.

He seemed to sense my eyes on him because he turned to look at me and realized I was staring blatantly at him. He gave a small wave and smiled before he settled back into his chair with his items from the bag he just got. They were a pair of reading glasses and a book.

I inwardly groaned at the thought that he liked reading as much as me. I had a sudden urge to find out what he was reading. Of course I was too much of a coward to ask him. I used the excuse that I didn't want to disturb him.

Instead I got my ipod and book out of my own bag. I was reading Crime and Punishment for the 6th time. I couldn't help but get lost in Dostoyevsky's way of creating someone's thought process through a crime and subsequently their punishment. My ipod was turned to Kings of Leon so I could drown out the hum of the airplane. I was luckily able to waste half of the flight just listening to my ipod and reading until I saw a pair of feet come into my peripheral vision on the floor next to my chair. I looked up in reaction to see a creepy guy leering at me from above. He shifted his eyes back to the bathrooms and to me again in what I understood to be an offering to join the mile high club. I shook my head embarrassed to think that I looked like someone to even be interested in that.

Luckily, the person who had been in the back of my mind the whole plane ride then came into view. "Wow, it seems that not getting seats next to my girlfriend really didn't work out since I can't seem to keep guys off you."

The other guy looked confused at my beautiful savior. I'm sure I had a stunned expression myself until I wiped it clean to play along with his game. "Yeah" I said to the creeper, "I'm taken". He walked off with a huff. I couldn't help giggle a little at the awkward events that had just transpired.

"I'm Edward, Edward Cullen." My beautiful stranger slash savior said to me.

"I'm Bella Swan."

"It's nice to meet you girlfriend of mine" he said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Well I'm just glad you finally showed up…" I answered back. "You seem to be doing a nice job of helping me out without even knowing me."

"Don't let it get around," he whispered conspiratorially, "But I happen to like being nice to beautiful women." I blushed at his compliment; I wasn't exactly use to them.

"What are you reading?" he seemed to blurt out. I told him and his eyes lightened. "I love that book" he said. It made me glow inside to know that he liked something I was into. "What are you listening to?" he asked. I told him Kings of Leon and he looked shocked. "Wow, two for two, I think I like you even more then when you tripped over my strategically placed luggage into my arms."

I gaped, "What! That was on purpose?"

"I'm just kidding, I really am sorry about that" he said repentantly.

"No matter" I replied. There seemed to be a line forming behind him so he excused himself back to his seat. I watched him go with an irrational sense of loss.

The plane was making its descent now so everyone had to get back into their seats and buckle up. Once the plane had taxied and everyone was on their way to get off the plane, I realized that Edward hadn't started off the plane yet. As soon as I was next to him he slid out right behind me.

"I figured if you fell again I could always catch you" he said from behind me.

"Perfect" I replied with a hint of sarcasm in my voice since I didn't really want to make a fool out of myself again. We made our way off the plane and down to the baggage claim. Right as he was about to say something, a streak of black came hurtling toward him and caught him around the waist. I then realized it was a short but beautiful woman probably the same age as me. My heart sank a bit knowing that this was probably his girlfriend.

"Edward I have missed you so much even though I just saw you a couple weeks ago but the gang has also missed you and we haven't hung out since the last time we were all together and this year of college is going to be so fun and I cant wait" the little thing said.

She said all of that in one breath and I was thoroughly impressed.

"Alice come down, take a breath, we have a whole year to catch up. And this is Bella; I met her on the plane. She's going…. Actually, I don't know where you're headed Bella" Edward said.

"Georgetown, I'm a freshman" I answered back

"Oh my gosh, what a coincidence, we go there also, we are now sophomores now though." Alice screeched. "I'm Edward's sister, well adopted considering you would have to be insane to see any resemblance in the two of us but other than that.." she trailed off when she noticed Edward's glare

"Alice you are going to scare her off with your intense amount of energy. Look she already looks frightened" he noted.

"No, no, I'm fine really it was just a long flight" I tried to wipe my face of any emotion. Either the frightened like he had mentioned would show on my face or the relief when she said she was his sister. The conversation drifted into silence.

"Well, I better get going, I have freshman orientation and everything." I said to them both.

"We will probably see you around Bella, I hope we see each other soon" Alice said sincerely. I could tell that it would be easy to be friends with her. Edward was staring at me like he wanted to say something but quickly smiled and said he would see me around.

As I walked to catch a cab, I could have sworn I could here Alice chastising him about not getting my number. But then again, it was probably just wishful thinking.