A/N: So, I got a few reviews saying they liked it so I shall continue. Let me know if you like, any suggestions, feedback, would be awesome, thanks! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight in any way. It'd be cool if I did though…

Alice smirked and motioned me to turn around, "See, I'm not the only one who noticed you were late."

I sighed and turned around, ready with a smart ass comment. All thoughts flooded out of my head when I saw him though.

Every girl has a dream guy, right? You know, the one you picture when trying to fall asleep at night. I always pictured mine as tan with dark hair and dark, very muscular but with a sweet puppy dog look about him. Apparently I was wrong.

Edward was tall and very pale. Not the sickly pale that some guys have, the sweet pale with just the right hint of color. He was lean with the slightest hint of tone; you could see it in his arms, which were neatly folded over his chest. He had a slight smirk plastered on his face, his green eyes lighting up with humor. His hair topped off his entire image thing. Image? Did I really just think that? It was bronze with a coppery tint running through the entire thing. It was messy, sort of like he had just woken up. He was my dream guy.

"I… um… excuse me," I rushed out of the room, blush creeping up into my cheeks. His eyebrows crinkled as I pushed past him and I heard Alice let out an audible giggle.

"Did I do something wrong? I didn't mean to offend her," I heard his worried, velvety voice from a distance.

"Edward," Alice laughed, "If I told you what just happened, your ego would get so big there would be no breathing room in here. Just go play Xbox with Jazz 'til dinner is ready."

"But, if I offended her, I really would like to apologize," I hear him mumble.

"Jasper told me that he was set on beating you in COD tonight and he's using this as practice time," Alice pushed.

And just like that he was gone, like a bat outta hell. Boys. Boys and Video games.

I tiptoed back past the living room, where the boys were wrestling on the couch for first player, back into the kitchen with Alice.

She noticed my presence because she pointed to the tomatoes as a silent way of telling me to start chopping.

"You didn't tell me he was beautiful," I whispered ever so softly, knowing she'd hear me. I saw the corners of her mouth go up but she said nothing, for once.

I continued to chop the tomatoes, trying to focus on not cutting my fingers off instead of Edward. Of course, that didn't work to well.

"Fuck!" I screamed shrilly and my face paled as I looked down at my finger. Blood was dripping and I could smell the salt. I had always had a weird tendency to smell blood, like some people had the ability to smell snow. But of course, most people didn't pass out at the sight of snow.

"Alice," I said weakly, my head spinning. I could hear footsteps coming towards the kitchen but I was to dizzy to care.

"Bella!" Alice cried, seeing my finger and dropping the spoon she was stirring the pasta with.

I felt myself slipping, feeling the room fade from black to metallic silver until the black just took over.

EPOV

I hadn't meant to offend her, really I hadn't. I was just joking about being late but she seemed so flustered and ran out of the room thirty seconds after I said something.

I tried talking to Alice but she just convinced me to go back to playing COD, I mean there was no way I was letting Jasper beat me. Not a chance in hell.

I walked back into the living room where Jasper had his headset on and had stolen first player from me.

I tackled him to the ground; I had won first player fair and square. No one could beat me at a Nacho eating contest. No one.

"What the fuck?" Jasper growled, holding the controller as far away from me as possible.

"I won," I gasped back, fighting for the controller, eventually grabbing it from his hands.

"Fuck off," Jasper whined and settled on grabbing the second player controller. I had to admit Jasper was getting better but it wasn't fair that my mind was somewhere else completely. Thoughts of Bella flooded my mind, but why? I had only met her a few minutes ago.

I had only seen her once before, in a picture. When Jasper and Alice had first moved in, I came over to help Jasper move the heavy stuff because Alice was too tiny to be much help at all. We had just moved in the book case and Alice started right away with filling with her favorite recipe books and her many volumes of the Do's and Don'ts of Fashion. I swear, the only reason I know that because Jasper complains about how they miss with his Zen when playing COD/. And they sort of do, to be honest.

I brought up a rather heavy box for Alice and when I looked inside it was filled with what looked like photo albums. I was curious and opened one that was labeled Sisters Forever and Always, mostly because I knew Alice didn't have a sister.

The front picture was of Alice and Bella; they looked like they were in their teens. Alice was on Bella's back giving her a kiss on the cheek and Bella was laughing at something.

I saw the picture and quickly closed the album, Jasper had walked in. I don't know why but I suddenly felt ashamed, like I shouldn't have seen it, like I was meant to see this girl in person.

Ever since I had always wanted to meet Bella, but our timing when at Jasper's was always a little off. Today, seeing her in the kitchen, I knew there was something special about her, something different.

"Fuck!" I heard a high pitched voice squeal, it brought me out of my daze. I immediately dropped my controller, knowing it was Bella. Jasper followed suit and we came just in time to see Bella drop to the floor.

I lunged and caught her head just before it hit the floor.

"What do we do?" exclaimed Alice, "Do we call 911?"

"No Alice," Jasper laughed. How could he think this is funny? It was his sister!

"Put a towel on her hand to stop the bleeding and I'll get some gauze and medical tape. She passes out when she sees blood; she'll come around in a few minutes," Jasper explained."

Alice immediately found a dark blue towel to wrap around her hand and I wiped the hair away from her face. I felt her move beneath me and slowly her eyes fluttered open.

Her eyes were the warmest swirl of chocolate brown, the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. They were big and round, they reminded me of Bambi's eyes.

"What happened?" She whispered, looking up at me weakly.

"You cut your hand and you saw the blood," Jasper explained as he walked back into the room with his medical supplies. Bella nodded and turned her attention back to me.

"I don't think we've been properly introduced," I smiled, "I'm Edward Cullen."

A/N: I decided to try and get Edward's POV in there too. Most other stories I read never seem to get the bro side of Edward, like his thoughts on when he's chillin with his boys. It's always always always anout Bella so I decided to add a little in there.

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