Chapter One:

Bella woke up abruptly to the morning sun creeping through her sheer blue curtains. Her heart was pounding at a frightening rate, butterflies filling up her entire body but her mind was calm. This was a first. I must have had some dream, she thought.

And then images of a beautiful boy with jade eyes and auburn hair ransacked her brain and she couldn't let it go. It was too wonderful to put a dream like this aside. She had imagined such a meeting countless of times in her daydreams. If only she had taken his invitation…if she had, she could only imagine what would have happened next.

However, it was only a dream. Nothing like this would have ever happened in her uneventful life. Her dreams were the only way to keep her happy and with hope. With this in mind, she replayed the night's events over and over while she continued on her with morning ritual.

Brushing her teeth, Bella remembered his brilliant smile in the dark of the night and his hearty laugh that echoed through her vacant street. As she brushed her hair, she visualized his auburn locks and how the many colors glinted in the gentle glow of the streetlight. When she washed her face, she could recall how lovely and fair he was, almost like an angel sent to her from heaven above.

Dressed and ready to go with a new found excitement, she bounded down the stairs careful not to wake up her parents and headed to her monstrous red Chevy. The cool morning air and thick fog clung to her hair and face making her shiver. She couldn't see anything for miles, except for the thick green forest that surrounded the Swan household. Bella imagined herself in a snow globe and then felt a faint sense of security. No one could disturb her, they could only look on in from the outside and that gave her comfort. She only hoped that it would last the rest of the day…

During fifth period Biology, Bella sat by herself everyday in Mr. Banner's classroom. As per usual, Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory snickered to one another a few rows up and she could only make out a few words, but they were enough.

"Look at her…she just screams batshit crazy."

"Batty Bella," Lauren laughed. "What is she even drawing?"

Her snow globe was cracking, and Bella prayed that she wouldn't be able to hear the rest of their conversation.

Jessica scoffed, "Probably love letters to Mike, she stares at him all the time. She should take a hint…" she paused and Bella looked up from her paper into the piercing glare of Jessica Stanley. She raised her chin and said "…that no one as crazy and deformed could ever be attractive to anyone, let alone Mike Newton."

And that was all that was needed to shatter her illusion of comfort and security.

Whispers settled across the classroom and Bella shrunk into her seat and hid behind her hair. She could feel pin pricks behind her eyes where tears were threatening to follow. She didn't want to give them the satisfaction though. What Jessica had said had hit home and she felt her self worth drop even further. Her excitement from earlier was diminished and she counted down the minutes until she was able to go home and hide in the recesses of her room and her thoughts of a happier life.

Once the bell rang, she slowly gathered her books and waited for everyone to leave before she exited. Bella hated how her dreams could cause so much optimism and so much disappointment. Her imagination was a double edged sword and she couldn't deal with the consequences. Consequences such as Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory and the growing affection for a beautiful boy that never knew she even existed.

"Edward Cullen…" she whispered to herself as she walked down the hall and before she knew it, someone had collided into her and her books scattered across the linoleum. She bent and quickly tried to reclaim her belongings, a furious blush on her face. She could see that the person she had bumped into was also trying to help and she couldn't help but stare at their hands; white alabaster skin.

Peeking behind her thick tresses, she was face to face with a broad chest covered by a blue button down. Daring to look higher, copper locks of hair hung in the strangers face blocking her view as he retrieved her books from the hallway floor. Bella's heart was in her throat and she felt like she was dreaming. Am I dreaming again? She thought.

With wide eyes, she waited until he managed to reclaim her belongings. After a couple of lengthy seconds, he finally looked up and Bella gasped. His skin was pale white and smooth, his lips full and pale pink, his jaw line sharp. His face was striking and perfectly proportioned. Jade eyes behind long black eyelashes were questioning and she realized that he was trying to give her back her books; the ones that he had so graciously helped her retrieve. Hesitantly accepting them, she broke her stare and felt embarrassed. Bella's blush was back full force.

With much effort she finally thanked the beautiful boy.

"Thank you so much." But it only came as a whisper.

There was silence and she looked up once again. He was smirking and his eyes were gentle. Her butterflies were relentless.

"Anytime, Bella," he muttered and his voice was velvet. He knew my name!

Standing up, she watched him as he walked passed her, down the hall and burned him into her memory.

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