Long time, no see. :D

Hi, again.

I'm starting with this new multi-chapter story and would be updating weekly. I think. Anyways, it's my second AH story, so take it easy.

As for the title, the phrase is really, 'This is Greek and Latin to me.' which means, that I don't understand it. But I've interchanged Latin with English. So, one language we know and undertand, the other we don't. Contrast. Refer to the summary for understanding it more.

Keep an eye for the A/N below.

Cheers!

Summary: He frustrates her, she captivates him. Knowing well that she shouldn't, she can't help but be ensnared by his intense yet soft gaze. Will their mutual love for select things bring them together or will their contrasting personalities tear them apart?

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Although, I do admit to having fun with her characters.


Chapter 1

"Apollo! Come on!"

My Siberian husky came bounding towards me, all excited. Apollo loved to go out. Rather he loved to chase squirrels. And 7.30 in the morning was the allotted time of our walk through the park.

I attached his ice blue leash, which matched his bright and intelligent eyes, to his navy blue collar. He circled around my legs once and dashed outside as I opened the door, wriggling to get going.

"Hold still!" I exclaimed, as I struggled to lock the front door behind me. Finally after putting my keys in my pocket, I let him lead the way.

He knew the way to the park by heart, or should I say, by nose. The cool, crisp Ontario air helped me wake up fully. It was routine everyday for Apollo to come in my room and wake me up at 7 in the morning. I didn't even need an alarm clock, he was that punctual. After coffee and changing out of my sleep wear, we were ready to go.

We reached the entrance to the park and Apollo became even more hyper. How he had so much energy at this time in the morning was beyond me. We went to our spot by the patch of grass to the backside of the park and I let him free. And of course, he went to the big cedar tree nearby to search for squirrels. I sat down on the grass as always, with my legs stretched in front of me, and looking up at the early, hazy sun, made myself comfortable.

My mind went to the new job I was starting tommorow, as it had being going for the last few days. I'd applied for the position of a Junior Editor at Cullen Publishing. Imagine my surprise when I got a phone call saying that they wanted me to come for an interview the next day. I never would have imagined that after a week of getting that phone call, I would be joining Ontario's most famous and successful publishing company.

Actually, Cullen Publishing was owned by Cullen Inc., as many of the well known companies in the world were. The CEO of Cullen Inc. was some hotshot person called Edward Cullen. He and his brother, Emmett Cullen, owned the company, but apparently, Emmett was not interested to follow with the proceeding of the company. Cullen Constructions was in his name and he was very good at his job. World renowned celebrities asked him to build and design their houses. I'd seen them in magazines, and boy were they breath-taking!

My eyes opened to that mop of hair. Bronze, tousled and simply unique.

I gazed at his face which was, as usual, serene and calm, and wickedly handsome, as he walked his dog. Iris was her name. I'd heard him call her on numerous occasions. I'd see this handsome, lean man walk his Golden Retriever everyday. And I'd stare and go into a tizzy seeing his profile, his air of confidence, his gait, everyday. I'd never been close enough to see his eyes, but having such a face, body and personality, surely they, too, would be deep and captivating. I had no doubt about that. He'd walk Iris through the park for exactly twenty minutes and then he'd be on his way. Never once glancing in my direction while I shamelessly ogled him. And that's what I did for those twenty minutes.

Seeing him call for his dog, who he set free for ten minutes, was my cue that our half an hour was up.

I called Apollo and he came running towards me, tongue out of his mouth, panting. I gave him a kiss on his nose, kneeled, and attached his leash. I got up and started walking him towards the exit. He was being particularly jumpy. Dragging me with him towards some unknown force, I was losing my balance. He was never so restless. I wondered what had gotten into him.

Shouting for him to slow down and cursing myself for my clumsiness, half-running, half-falling down the path, and because of me having, oh so, good luck, I inevitably crashed into someone. Hard.

Staggering to keep upright, I prepared myself to apologize and looked up.

And gasped.


A/N:

-Apollo is the name of the Greek God of Music, Poetry and Archery. I love Greek Mythology and I'm hoping to incorporate it somehow in this fic.

So, what do you think? Like it? Don't like it?

Should I continue?

I'm looking for a beta and if someone is interested, please PM me. Also for coming up with ideas and stuff.

Review please!