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A/N: Alright this is a rewrite of one of my old stories that did very well before so I hope to cause some serious traffic and review alerts with this one. I am rewriting all the chapters for this story. I'm making them longer, better and funnier. So I know I have been saying I was going to do this forever and a day now but I've finally had time to edit my stories completely and change a few things here and there. I will be adding things and making the stories better all the way around. I have several stories already started that I might start to post and continue them as well. Please review and or send me a PM! If you have any questions please feel free to PM me and I will get back to you. I adore hearing from each and every one of you! I am back and ready for action!

Thank you my lovely readers.

~Twilightlovergirl


Hiding Our Love

Chapter One: Amazing Feeling

Bella's Point Of View

Today was a day, which I have been dreading for the last week or so; I was moving.

Ever since my mother and her new husband, Phil got married, I have felt like I was the third wheel around the house so I decided that it would be best if I moved to Forks to live with my father, Charlie for a while.

I had a big sinking suspicion that my trip to Forks would last a lot longer than I originally planned, but I just tried really hard to ignore those thoughts.

My plan was to graduate high school and then head off towards a decent college.

I was the shy girl, so I didn't really have that many friends, and the little that I did weren't very close to me, so no secrets were shared.

I never even had a boyfriend, not even close.

Nobody ever even asked me out.

Which was alright with me, nobody ever caught my attention.

My mother was my best friend, she knew everything about me, and there were no secrets between us.

Renee, my mother didn't want me to move away from her, but I knew that it would be sacrificing her new relationship if I were to stay; Phil was traveling for his baseball all the time, so me moving in with Charlie would be my best choice in that matter.

I wouldn't call myself gorgeous or beautiful but I would say that I was at least pretty.

I have long, mahogany brown hair with just a touch of curl to it; it goes all the way down to my waist, and I have near matching chocolate eyes.

I always dressed plain, a usual shirt and pair of jeans, I didn't care much for fashion but I liked to look decent.

Renee brought me out of my thoughts, she was one step away from hysterical as she hugged me goodbye.

I couldn't look her in the eyes as I walked on to the plane, or I would have broken down too.

I would miss her but I needed to be strong.

Renee needed Phil, and Charlie seemed truly excited about having me come and live with him so hopefully this will be a halfway decent year and a half.

That's correct, I am starting in the middle of the year, I would have started at the beginning of the new school year but Phil was headed out again and I didn't want my mom to be all alone for all that time.

So I decided I would start at the beginning of the new semester, now though; currently everyone was on their winter break so I would start school in three days.

Charlie was poking his head in and out of the crowd of people, standing on his tippy toes with a worried look on his face when I spotted him in the small airport.

I smiled and waved in his direction, once he saw me his face broke out into a large smile, making him look ten years younger.

I really have missed my dad.

The car ride was mostly quiet except for the little bit of small talk that started up.

He was just as comfortable with the silence as I am so that made me very happy; we were similar in many ways like this.

Once we got home, Charlie announced that he bought me the rusted old Chevy truck that was in the driveway, I was elated.

I loved it.

It was definitely my style, it had character and I didn't look a free car in the engine.

I thanked him for it while his cheeks tinted and announced that he was going to watch a game on the television.

That was one of the best things about Charlie, he doesn't hover.

I found my old room easily, and found that I would be sharing a bathroom with Charlie.

My room was normal sized, with some different things from when I was a child.

Now all I had to do was replace the childhood things with my belongings now.

I don't have many hobbies but I did share a love of reading, writing and piano composition.

I was signed up for personal piano lessons at Forks High School, and was also taking a music appreciation class.

I knew how to play the piano but I knew that I needed to improve, that's why I decided to take the extra lessons twice a week.

I have composed a few songs but I can't seem to get the ending right on the last one that I wrote.

I looked up at the clock and noticed it was around five o'clock, so I decided that I should get something started for dinner tonight.

Charlie cannot cook.

I quickly went down to the kitchen and opened the fridge door.

I gasped and called out to Charlie, "Dad can you come in here, please?"

He walked into the kitchen with a wary look on his face, "What is it Bella?"

I looked back over at the fridge and then back to him, "What on earth have you been eating for the last several years? I doubt someone could live off of eggs and bacon for years on end," I told him.

He looked sheepish before shrugging, "I am not a very good cook," well that was obvious.

I knew that already.

Renee did say that Charlie couldn't cook to save his life.

I walked around the kitchen opening the pantry and different cupboards, examining what food he did own.

There wasn't much so I made a decision.

"Well I am going to go grocery shopping, and make you a real meal," I told him happily.

I've always liked to show off my cooking skills, it was a small hobby of mine to read up on some new recipes, and try out new dishes from time to time.

I think I got that gene from Renee but hers are different from mine because mine were more...edible, I guess you could say.

"Bella, you don't have to do that, I can cook for you."

I was shaking my head before he got to finish his sentence.

Charlie gave me the keys to my new truck and his credit card so I could purchase the food.

I found the store quite easily from the little sticky note paper Charlie gave me that had the directions on it.

Really it was the only grocery store in Forks.

The Thriftway.

The parking lot was empty except for a small blue car with a nice sized ding in it, along with a shiny metallic silver Volvo.

I parked next to the Volvo (I didn't know how well the other dinged up, blue car driver drove) and grabbed my wallet and went inside.

There seemed to be a strange buzzing in the air, and it confused me.

Was this just my body reacting to the new air because of the humidity deduction?

No I visited here many, many times and have never felt this before.

Still, I have never heard of or felt anything like this before.

The tingling sensation made the hair on my arms stand up on edge, and my entire being seemed to have come to life by feeling this current evoked from my body.

It was an amazing feeling; an indescribable feeling.

I didn't want it to ever end.

I grabbed a shopping cart from the corner and started on with my shopping.

Down the first aisle I noticed someone was already down it, so I scooted my cart to the edge of the aisle, the man looked up from the can he was inspecting and turned towards me.

I gasped at what I saw, he was so beautiful.

He was tall, a little over six feet with an unusual penny shade of bronze hair that just made you want to run your hands through it and he had these bright, deep, emerald green eyes.

His eyes drew me in, the sparkling green depths screamed for me to go closer to him, but my feet seemed grounded in place.

The electric feeling was in full force now, and it seemed as though I wouldn't get out of the store without spontaneously combusting from the thick feeling in the air.

I finally seemed to find my voice, "Hello, I'm Bella."

Oh that was so stupid, why would he want to talk to me!

But still I held out my hand out.

I wanted to know him.

I needed to know him.

That seemed to break him out of the similar trance like state that he was in.

"I'm Edward," he took my hand by my fingers and kissed the back of it.

I almost gasped at the sensation of his skin on mine.

I wondered if he could feel it too.

I blushed and he smiled even wider, I smiled timidly back.

"So Bella, why have I never seen you in town before?"

I now found something good out of all my travels to Forks.

If only I would have met him sooner.

"I just moved here from Arizona," I gave a brief explanation, and I wanted to hear his velvet smooth voice again.

He looked like he was in a half-dazed state and he never looked away from my eyes.

"So when did you arrive?"

I nearly moaned at the sound of his voice.

"I arrived a few hours ago, and when I tried to make dinner I noticed Charlie doesn't cook, so I took over kitchen duties," I explained.

"Charlie?"

"My father," I explained.

He seemed to be slowly stepping out of his dazed state and his bright eyes now held an emotion that I couldn't seem to understand so I ignored it.

"Do you mind finishing your shopping with me?"

I thought about that for a millisecond before my answer was so obvious that it was sticking me right in my face.

"Of course," I answered in an obvious tone and he smiled at me, he still hasn't stopped smiling.

I never wanted him to stop.

"Arrived a few hours ago, and you're in a grocery store? That doesn't seem fair," Edward hedged.

"Charlie can only cook breakfast items, so I will be taking over kitchen duties," I explained.

"Still, a long flight from Phoenix, you must be tired," he looked concerned.

"I'm fine," I laughed, "I napped on the plane, and I am trying to get adjusted to the time change," I shrugged.

Bad excuse Bella it's only an hour time difference, I thought to myself.

Luckily he didn't seem to notice it.

We walked throughout the store, talking easily about random things and picking up the necessary grocery products.

I even helped him do a little shopping and helped him plan a few meals, from what I understood he was single and living alone.

What seemed to be the current of gentle electricity that was flowing thickly through the air never entered my body but stayed on the outside, making me even more nervous to be around this man.

I could now understand that the electricity was connected to him and wondered idly if he could feel this too, and what he thought about it.

I could feel something burning in me it was an unidentifiable emotion that I was feeling for this man, and ten more minutes into random conversation I knew what the specific emotion was; Love.

I fell in love in the course of a half an hour of knowing Edward Masen.

I identified the emotion much more easily than I thought that I would.

I could tell that I loved him because it was instinctive, and primal; something that I didn't know much about.

I worried for my own sanity for a bit; this seemed to be way too quick for a normal person, for this to happen.

I took a deep breath and focused on the situation at hand, talking to Edward.

I found it more difficult than I thought that it would be because of his obvious good looks.

His green eyes smoldered at me, almost like he was daring me to get closer to him.

The scary part was that I wanted to be closer to him.

I wanted our bodies touching without a drop of oxygen between us.

This feeling was so strong inside me that I felt like I was going to implode from the strength of it.

I was dizzy.

I paid for my groceries after a few minutes of arguing over who would be paying for my groceries and then we left.

The old man at the register didn't seem even the least bit interested in our conversation.

I walked over to my truck and opened the passenger side door to unload the groceries while Edward went to the silver Volvo and unloaded his own groceries.

I knew he was close by me and I could feel him getting even closer, but when he put his hands on my waist and spun me around I melted into his hands.

I couldn't seem to even breathe.

The sweet current flowed through my body effortlessly; my small gasp followed his as well.

It was so strange from going from the outside of my body to touching all of my insides, like it was just hovering over the surface, and now it had finally gotten it's freedom.

It was odd by how right this felt, like he was supposed to be here with his hands on my body.

I have never felt so at peace in my life, and I closed my eyes briefly to just enjoy the sweet sensation.

Edward broke me out of my trance and I opened my eyes.


A/N: Okay! Please let me know what you thought!

This is a rewrite of one of my old stories that did very well before so I hope to cause some serious traffic and review alerts with this one.

I am rewriting all the chapters for this story. I'm making them longer, better and funnier.

So I know I have been saying I was going to do this forever and a day now but I've finally had time to edit my stories completely and change a few things here and there.

I will be adding things and making the stories better all the way around.

I have several stories already started that I might start to post and continue them as well.

Please review and or send me a PM!

If you have any questions please feel free to PM me and I will get back to you.

I adore hearing from each and every one of you!

I am back and ready for action!

Thank you my lovely readers.

~Twilightlovergirl