Chapter two:

I couldn't be sure, but I think I passed out after that. When I awoke a few hours later, I checked automatically around my room. My heart did a double take when I noticed Edward sitting in the corner of the room, staring at the wall. So I was right. It wasn't a dream.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes, greeting him with a cheerful 'Good morning' - well, as cheerful as I could manage under the impossible circumstances.
I got dressed quickly in the bathroom. No one was in the house, so I didn't have to worry about anyone stumbling across Edward in my room. When I walked into my room again, Edward was standing up next to my piano. He eyed it carefully.

"You never did tell me your name." He muttered.
I watched him carefully and walked closer to him and the piano. I lifted and slid back the protective lid, revealing the ivory keys. "My name's Grace…" I looked up at him and then nodded back to the keys, "You may use it if you wish." I said lightly. He looked up and smiled sweetly.

At first, we didn't talk much. Edward had a small use of my piano when he thought I was downstairs fixing something to eat. I could hear the beautiful music, which I could have only imagined, through the floorboards. It was unlike anything I'd ever listened to. No classical music compared to this. His playing reminded me so much of the complex composition of Matthew Bellamy.
But when he heard me leaving the kitchen with those amazing abilities of his, he stopped playing. I walked into my room to find the lid back over the keys and he was sitting back in his corner again. I tried to make a conversation with him after that.

"Edward," I cleared my throat. "Do you have any idea why you might be here?" I asked. It seemed like a stupid question to me. I tried to keep my face down to hide my embarrassment, but the blush on my cheeks gave me away. I couldn't understand why Bella found it so hard in the book to talk to Edward. Yes he was unbelievable handsome and I wanted to touch every single part of him, but I couldn't exactly feel shy around him. It just felt like talking to someone new.
"Well, I did have a think about it, but I can't be sure." He mused. He eyed me shortly which I noticed out of the corner of my eye, then started to pace the room.

"How do you know me?" He muttered.
I walked over to my bookcase taking out Twilight. I showed it to him and his eyes widened. "You're a story book character…" I whispered. "But I still can't understand what you're doing here, in the real world…"
He took the book from my hands and flipped it over, reading the blurb like I did the day I bought it. His eyes skimmed the lines in seconds. He sighed before speaking again.

"There's nothing about me in this book," and he handed it back to me. "Bella's mentioned, and the rest of my family, but not me…" He started to pace again as I flipped through the book to my favourite chapter 'Chapter 13, Confessions.' My eyes widened as I read the first line.

"The sunlight was shocking. I couldn't get used to it, though I used to be out in it everyday in Phoenix."

I gasped and flipped through again to the end.

"I hobbled around the dance floor with my broken leg making such a fool of myself. Why couldn't I have found a taller date than Tyler?"

I shook my head and threw the book away from me. "This isn't Twilight!" I shrieked. I turned to Edward, "There's nothing about you at all… What happened to all the life saving and all the love?"
He stared at me with an expression of concentration. I sunk onto my bed as I waited for an explanation, seeing as Edward was much smarter than me.
"I guess when I came here, I was taken from Stephenie's world… My world,which changed everything… I technically do not exist in this story anymore."

I stared. Now that he said it, it made perfect sense.

This revelation made me wonder. Was it like this in every Twilight book in the world? And there was the obvious question I had been denying to think about… Was Edward stuck here forever? Of course I was glad, in a way, that he was here. That I could finally meet Edward Cullen, but it wasn't fair. I had to do everything I could to find a way to send him back where he belonged.

This made my pulse rise which, undoubtedly, Edward noticed.