A/N: Thank you for taking an interest in my story. It means a lot. I'm sorry if any of you are confused, hopefully the next chapter will help everyone understand. I'm still trying to figure out how to answer everyone that leaves comments, I promise I'll figure it out soon. As for the posting, with 3 kids it may be hard to post a chap everyday but I will do my best. Thanks for your patience!

I also want to thank Kim Ginsberg for lighting a fire under my ass to get this story out and for editing my mistakes! Thanks love :)

Chapter 1

I, Bella Swan, am now a resident of Ithaca, New York! My apartment isn't big, just has two bedrooms and two bathrooms. When you walk through the front door there's a little foyer and to the left is a coat closet. If you go to the right it leads you to the living room and open dining room. The kitchen is to the left of the living room. It's an open floor plan with a small bar/counter separating the two rooms. Down the hallway there's a linen closet, first bathroom and a little storage closet all the left hand side. On the right is the first bedroom. Its a decent size, big enough for a full size bed and a couple small dressers. The master bedroom and bath is at the end of the hall and I have to say its huge. I'm pretty sure I can fit a king size bed in here along with all my other furniture, but for now my full size will have to do. There's even a little balcony outside the living room. Stepping out onto it, I can see a lake. Hmm...I'll have to find out what the name of that is.

My parents stayed with me for about 2 weeks to make sure I had settled in. We walked around the neighborhood and found a really cute cafe called Sunnyside on the corner of Mitchell and Vine, just down the street from my apartment. Three blocks down and a left on Veteran's Place will take me to the University, which is perfect so I won't need a car anytime soon. I also put up an ad at the cafe, at the insistence of my parents, looking for a female roommate. According to the barista at the counter, I should be getting calls any day now since my apartment is located in what's considered, "college town."

Speaking of calls...my phone is ringing. And of course it's buried underneath all my books. Finally locating my phone, I notice its an unknown number.

"Hello," I answer on the third ring.

"Hi, umm, is this Bella?" the caller asks timidly.

"Yes this is she. How can I help you?"

"Oh, thank god you answered. I was hoping the room you have for rent is still available? I just saw the ad yesterday and I wasn't sure if I was too late."

"Um...yeah its still available..." I trail off hoping she'll give me her name.

"Oh! I'm so sorry. My name is Alice Cullen. I tend to get carried away, according to my brother and my boyfriend. I'm just so excited that the room is still available! Is there anyway I can come by and check out the place today?"

Holy crap. This girl just said all that in one breath. I don't think I've ever met anyone like her.

I laugh a little before answering her. "Sure that's no problem. I'm home now if you want to stop by."

I hear a squeal and then some giggling. I guess she really excited.

"That's perfect! Oh, is it okay if my brother comes with me? He's really protective and just wants to make sure the apartment is in a good area." She explains hurriedly. I'm not too sure about this but something is telling me that I can trust Alice and her brother. Hopefully I'm right.

"Yes that's fine. What time will you be here?" I ask her.

Maybe I can clean up a little so it looks a little better.

"We can be there in 20 minutes," she replies.

"Alright see you soon."

After confirming the address and saying good-bye, she hangs up without another word. From just talking to her on the phone, I already like her. Hopefully this will work out for us.

Looking around, I figure that I can pick up my books and vacuum. Once thats out of the way, I have 10 minutes left before they arrive. Sitting down on my new chaise lounge (courtesy of my dad) I flip to the food network channel to see what's cooking.

I'm so engrossed in Iron Chef, that I jump and squeak when I hear pounding on the door. Getting up and walking to the front door, I look out the peep hole and see the top of someones head. Asking who it is, I'm surprised when its Alice on the other side. Opening the door I'm immediately bombarded by a tiny little woman. She gives me a tight hug before pulling back.

"Hi I'm Alice. Thank you so much for letting me come over. I can already tell we're going to get along great." She giggles.

As I look at her I notice she's not that much shorter than me, maybe five feet, and she's absolutely gorgeous. With bright hazel eyes, shoulder length auburn hair and tiny freckles on her nose. As she moves further into the apartment, I finally notice the man standing in the hall.