Chapter 1

BPOV

I was setting dinner as usual for Charlie. Charlie couldn't cook if his life depended on it.

Everything was the same. Edward was over and helping me make dinner and do my homework.

"Jesus Christ, Bella. How the hell can you only make steak on Saturday nights?" Edward asked.

"Steak takes up to much time. I have that time on weekends only. Use your brain, smartass." I said, handing Edward the pasta. He put it on the table and came to me.

"Bella, promise me that if this Saturday you make any steaks, you'll come by my place to drop some off." He had the pleading look in his eyes that I couldn't deny.

"When do I not?" I asked. He took it as a yes and laughed.

The phone rang. Edward handed it to me.

" Hello?

"Bella, Amanda is coming over for dinner. Can you please make an extra plate for her?" Charlie asked.

"Come on. Seriously?" I asked.

"Isabella Marie Swan, be nice." Charlie rarely used my full name.

"Fine!" I hung up.

"Amanda?" Edward guessed. He knew me so well.

I nodded. Amanda was my father's girlfriend. He was convinced she was "The One". As far as I was concerned, she hated my guts. I swear it's like she had a halo around Charlie and other people and then devil horns in front of me and Edward.

Edward handed me a plate to start filling up. Then he started laughing.

"Edward, what the hell are you laughing about?" I asked.

"The last time Amanda came for dinner."

I remembered. She was convinced Edward had put poison in her lasagna. Charlie gave up trying to convince her otherwise and ended up taking us all to Port Angeles. I started laughing too.

"That was really funny." I said.

"Bella, we're home!" I heard my dad call.

Edward walked behind me into the living room.

"Hello Edward. How are you?" Charlie said. Charlie regarded Edward as a son he never had.

"I'm good. "Edward said.

Amanda walked in.

"Isabella, how are you?" Edward and I both knew it was fake.

"Great." I fake smiled.

At dinner, she made comments on how I ate too much. Of course, Charlie didn't notice. I left my plate as it was and ran up the stairs.

I hated her. I hated her so much. Amanda Greene was the worst thing to ever happen to me.

"Bella?" Edward asked.

Suddenly the bed dipped next to me. Edward lay down and brought me into his arms.

"I hate her so much. Why did she have to be Charlie's girlfriend? I mean Charlie's nice and caring and sweet and she's….." I trailed off.

"A notorious bitch?" Edward provided.

"Exactly. I mean Mom was bad but she never made comments on me. She just ignored me and loved Hayley." I said, looking up at him.

"Don't let her get to you. Sooner or later, Charlie will realize her real nature." Edward said, playing with my hair.

"What if he doesn't? What if he asks her to marry him and I'm stuck with her for ever?" I asked.

"Then you can always come live with me. I've got plenty of space." Edward smiled.

Edward lived alone after his mother and father died a year ago.

"I might just take you up on that." I said.

Edward laughed. "Come downstairs and eat please. Ignore Amanda if she says anything."

Edward was the greatest best friend ever. He could cheer me up with one conversation.