Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight! Hey everybody! It's Sadie, and I thought you might like to see another chapter today, but it might be a little short, and it is all going to be in Edward POV! Yay! I haven't gotten any comments on the quote, except for one, so SOMEBODY IDENTIFY THE SPEAKER OF IT! Hope you like the chapter! Oh, I also wanted to mention kripke's keepers, she identified the speaker, but her real name is Samantha, and she is my sister! And, I want to thank the two people who reviewed me (besides my sister) and they are: Twilghtaddict, and Twilighgurl1917! Thank you for reviewing, and those are the only reviewers as of right this minute, 12:55, so if you review after, I'm sorry if I don't mention you, but SOMEBODY ANSWER THE DARN QUOTE!!

Edward POV

When I walked up to the reception desk at the law building, I saw a girl with a nametag that said, 'Hi, I'm Jessica Stanley!'

Oh dear god, here we go again. It's always nerve wracking when I find a girl, and all they want to do is stare at me.

I cleared my throat, because she had been staring at me way to long.

"I'm Edward Cullen, I need my schedule and dorm room number."

"Ok, anything for you." Ugh, exactly what I am talking about.

She took her precious time getting my name off of the laptop she had, sticking her butt and chest out in the process. I looked at her, disgusted, and she mistook it for love, and she smiled…um… seductively? I really couldn't tell, but it was grossing me out. She finally gave me my number, but not my roommate, so I said, "Can I have my roommate, please?"

She grinned, and said, "If your lucky, you can be my roommate."

I quickly took the number out of her hands, and replied, "Never in a million years, and please stop staring and ogling me, it's very rude."

She glared at me, and not an impressive one either, but it was meant to be. I glanced at my number, but when I saw my roommate, I stared at it.

Written on the piece of paper were the words: Bella Swan.

Oh crap.

Well, I obviously can't switch roommates, so how am I going to get out of this one? Maybe if I explain it to Bella, she will understand, and we can move past it, but that doesn't explain how I am going to tell my parents, because I really like Bella… even though I have never met her…again, pervert.

I walked up to the dorm room door, and thought, it's now or never.

I swiftly turned the doorknob, and walked into the dorm. It was quite big, and a pale beige kind of color pasted the walls. There were two big queen sized beds, and the one on the left already had a blue comforter on the mattress. I guess that meant that the one on the right was mine. Why she didn't take the bed next to the window was a mystery to me. The bathroom door was closed, and when I knocked on the door, I heard a muffled voice shout, "Sorry! I'll be out to meet you in one minute!"

Why was she sorry? She was in the dorm first, so why was she apologizing for going to the bathroom after an 8 hour trip?

After about a minute, give or take, she came out of the bathroom, looking extraordinarily beautiful. Her hair looked professionally curled, and she was wearing a blue tank top with a pair of dark blue skinny jeans.

"Hi, I'm Bella, but you probably already know that." she smiled warmly at me, and I tried my best to smile at her. I think my smile was crooked, but I really didn't care, I mean I really shouldn't try to look good for her. But I did anyway, because she deserved better that good.

"I'm Edward, but you should know that, too." we shook hands, and she surprised me. For a second, I thought that she might have touched a computer screen, because a shock ran through my arm. Well, at least she wasn't throwing herself at me, like other girls would do. She was different from any other girl I had met, and I liked it. I realized that I was staring at her too long, and looked away. This happened twice already today, and I don't want another.

I remembered something that I wanted to ask her, "Why didn't you take the bed by the window? I thought that was supposed to be the best place to sleep, and you got here first." she looked confused, and then realization crossed her face.

"Do you want the bed that isn't facing the window?"

"No! Of course not, I was just wondering that if you wanted it, why didn't you take it?" I asked. She thought for a minute, before replying softly, "Because I though that you might want it."

I was touched, and for a second I couldn't speak. She was one of the selfless girls that you read about in books, but you never meet. Something about her and me (sorry if that isn't the right grammar J we haven't gone over that in my English class.) just clicked. I finally said, "That's very kind of you, Bella." she just shrugged her shoulders, and blushed, and what a beautiful blush it was. Stop it, Edward! You love Tanya, and Tanya loves you! This is going to be one tough year. "Hey, Bella, can I talk to you for a second? It's about our parents." She looked scared, probably knowing what was coming.

She sat down by me on my bed, making my skin tingle with excitement. Stop it, skin!

"Bella, do you know why we never talked in such a small town, and why our parents don't like each other?" She shook her head, blushing a deep cherry.

"A few years ago, my Uncle Dan was drinking, but he wasn't full blown drunk, and he started to drive home. He was swerving slightly, and I know because my parents and I were following him. You're dad pulled my uncle over, and he didn't pass the breathalyzer. He told my parents that he was taking my uncle down to the station. I was three at the time." I stopped for a second, looking at Bella, and her face was a mixture of worry, sadness, and she looked like she was upset. Great, now I had upset my new, beautiful roommate. I decided to continue, after Bella put her hand on my shoulder, a sign that said that I didn't have to continue if I didn't want to. I started talking again, "They dropped me off at home, and they didn't come back, but the next thing I knew, my grandparents were rushing over and making sure I was okay. My parents came back the next morning, and when I was five, since I was such a smart child, they decided to tell me what had happened. They had caused a scene, let's leave it at that, and ended up in a jail cell, while my uncle had assaulted a police officer, and he had to be rushed to the hospital. The officer died, shortly after. My uncle got charged with murder, and is in prison for life."

She whispered, "I'm so sorry, Edward." I smiled lightly at her, which she returned with a small smile in return.

"I was raised not to talk to the Swan family, and I'm supposed to hate you, but for some reason, I don't. It wasn't you or you're parents fault that my uncle was drunk driving, so I didn't really hate anyone, but I couldn't tell my parents that, knowing that I would let them down. But just for the record, I don't hate you. In fact, I don't see how anyone could, seeing as how nice you are, so I'm not going to let a dispute between our parents keep us from having a friendship with each other." I finished, and she looked very happy, considering that I just told her that I was raised to hate her, and she smiled.

"I'm glad to hear that, Edward. I was really scared that we were going to be awkward around each other." she smiled, and I smiled back. Man, what's with all this smiling?!

"If you'll excuse me, I must go meet with some friends, and see who they have as roommates. Goodbye, Bella"

"Bye, Edward."

I walked away, feeling very happy. Now, to go see what kind of trouble Emmett's gotten into.