AN: Ha well, i suppose this is the first chapter, i've had two feedbacks, which i think is enough really :L, I have quite a bit written already, so i'll be able to update quick quickly when i decide to! The POV's will change, but up to the point i have already written it's all E & B, if you want a character's POV just ask, if you enjoy it, R&R and be deadly nice and ask if some friends or whatever can take a quick look at this for me xD, i would like to get more people to read it, you can be critical and i'll change anything needed but obviously i need feedback :) I know it's very long but most are and they get longer...sorry! But i tend not to be able to stop!

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genesis-forbidden-fruit xxx

Brooklyn POV.

"Have a good day at school honey!" dad calls as I run down the stairs late, perfect, first day and I'm already late, even Jasper's left without me! He's my brother, my step-mom has already left for work, I haven't even met her yet along with my 2 other half siblings! Jasper left a few years ago when dad did,

"Thanks for the non-existent wakeup call!" I scream and walk out and slam the door, I jump into the Aston Martin Volante and head off for the school, I hate this town, I hate this weather, and I hate my life! Forks has got to be a nightmare on earth! Ok dad isn't all bad, neither is Jaz, I guess I'm just freaking out, not being at home with my mom, Phil and my friends, we got a lot of money where we lived and from Phil's job as a baseball player, that's why I have the Aston, she's my gorgeous girl! I love her to pieces, I pull out my sunglasses, Ben De Lisi, and pull them on, even though it's not sunny, my eyes are my best features so I'll save them to last, I have the normal amount of make-up on, you know, foundation, concealer for my tired eyes, bronzer, blush and eyeshadow, silvery-black smoky eyeshadow, a heap of mascara and a coral lipgloss that tastes of pineapple my favorite fruit, some may say I'm a pampered princess.

I park my baby in a safe looking spot, I slide out of the car gracefully in my Jimmy Choo's, Gucci leather skinnie trousers that litrally hug my slim long legs, a white Gucci rock 'n roll tee and a grey H & M cardigan, I lock her up breathe in deeply and exhale, I turn around and everybody gawps, I look around the cars, years old most, minus 3, a brand new Jeep Land Rover, BMW convertible and a Volvo, I sigh and walk up to the steps and to the reception to grab my timetable and a list of information, in a way I hate the attention I get from my cars and clothes but it's a part of me so I just live with it, I flick my redy-chocolatey colored hair over my shoulder and carry on walking forward, I get to the office where a red haired lady sat,

"Hi, I am Brooklyn Whitlock, I'm new here" I smile,

"Oh of course, we heard of you arriving, here is a schedule, a form your teachers will have to sign and you'll need to pop it back in here at the end of the day honey" she smiles and hands me the sheets, "Also text books you will need" she smiles,

"Thank you, see you later" I smile back, she seems nice enough,

"Bye sweetie" she smiles, I also had a locker number on the sheet of paper with the schedule, I strut to the allocated locker, I stuff them in on the top shelf and groan, they're very, very heavy, damn I wish I didn't wear the darn Jimmy Choo's they hurt from all the studs, on the outside, the lining on the inside and the part their attached to hurt,

"Careful!" a beautiful, soft, melting voice says and a tall, well built guy stands next to me and pushes back some of my books back on the top shelf, "They were going to fall",

"Oh, thank you" I answer shocked, I bring my leg up and loosen one of the straps,

"No problem, Jimmy Choo's very nice" he answers, "I'm Edward, Edward Cullen" he greets and holds out a hand,

"Thanks, very painful though, I wish I worn my other ones or some comfy Converse, Hi, Im Brooklyn Whitlock" I smile and shake his hand, I look up at his face, his emerald green eyes piercing into my hidden blue ones,

"Mmm" he muses,

"Who does she think she is?" I hear a girl hiss,

I glare and spin around, "Have a problem?" I hiss,

She jumps back a little and looks alarmed, "No",

"Keep it that way then" I retort and turn back to Edward,

"Nice" he answers with a satisfied smirk,

"Sorry, I just, I'm sick of people judging and stuff, just because of what I wear" I shrug,

"I totally understand, we get judged also, my family and I mean because we stay reserved from others, well we did, we have a few friends now but we rather our own company" he answers and leans against the lockers arms folded, gazing at me intensely,

"How do you mean you're family?" I ask,

"I'm in school with my sister and then a younger sister, who you'll no doubt meet in a class, she's in the same year as us, you'll probably see us all later on" he answers,

"Cool, how long have you been at Forks high?" I ask,

"2 years max, I couldn't help noticing, you have the new Aston Martin Volante, a very beautiful car, and I personally have the Vanquish and Vantage" he smiles,

"Wow! I was going to have a Vanquish, but then I seen my baby so you know, I have a Buggatti Veyron too and a Lamborghini Gallardo" I answer,

"All very beautiful cars, I guess you like your cars then?" he smiles, his eyes glow like the emerald stone would,

"Of course" I beam, "Only the Gallardo is undrivable at the moment though, water has gotten into the spark plugs and dad and I haven't gotten around to it yet" I pout,

"That's a common problem with those actually, do you drive the Buggatti much?" he asks,

"Now and again, I tend to go on private roads though with it to get up to top speed" I beam,

"You don't drive in Jimmy Choo's though right?" he smiles jokingly,

"No, either Converse or ballet pumps" I answer,

"Good" he smirks, "I'm sure your cars wouldn't forgive you if you did, would you like any help with the Gallardo?" he blurts,

"Oh, if you don't mind, I can't do it on my own and dad works all hours down the station" I answer,

"No problem, I work on cars a lot when I have spare time, so it should be a breeze" he smiles, his smile lights up his whole face and his eyes glint again, I become immensely drowned in his presence and I lose all track of sense and thought,

"Thanks" I smile,

"No problem, hmm well, would you like a tour of the school?" he asks,

"Oh, please" I smile, god he's beautiful! Is he even real?

AN: Hmm well what did you guys think? As i said get the word out pretttttty please xD! And click the button there in the middle anything back will be better than nothing! xxx