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BPOV

Everything was dead silent.

The only noise was the sound of my breathing and a couple of cars outside of my bookstore. This wasn't unusual though, considering it was in fact a bookstore and people are usually quiet, but right now it's quiet because it is a half an hour before we open and I'm just setting up the computer system for the day. I have no idea what hell I'm doing, why does it have to be so complicated? Why can't I just have a simple cash register?

Oh, right, because Daddy said no.

My name is Isabella Marie Swan, and my dad, Charlie Swan, is practically a billionaire.

He is like the God among all the computer nerds of the world. He is right up there with Bill Gates, actually, they are good friends, and he comes over for dinner sometimes. I don't really know how to explain what computer stuff he created and is famous for, but I do know it is all very high tech, and fast, and everyone loves it. My dad is famous throughout the world, which meant my whole family was, including me. But with this fame, comes a life with absolutely no privacy. If I ever go out with my many 'friends', there is a paparazzi always following me. And I hate it.

Well there are many things that I hate about the life I live. I hate that I have over 2,000 friends on Facebook and there are only three I consider actual friends. I hate that my father is always trying to make me seem like a perfect angel all the time. I hate that my mom may or may not be cheating on my dad with her boss. I hate that I own a bookstore and a coffee shop, and I did shit to get them. And I hate that every day, I meet people who are fake. I hate that I am forced to be fake. I just hate this.

I own a bookstore, Bella's Books, original right? Well it wasn't my idea, it was my father's. And I also own the coffee shop that is inside of it, Perk Up, corny right? Again, Daddy's idea. I never get to make my own decisions. I have asked my dad about it and all he has to say is something like "Sorry Bella, but we can't have anything happen to this family that will make us look bad." I never really got why it mattered though, it's not like he needs anymore money, he's like the second richest man in the world.

I really just want to get away from it all. I wish I could just throw my phone away, not have it ringing 24/7 with 'friends' and family members wanting to talk to me, and hang out with me. Can't they just leave me alone? Then once my phone was gone, I'd go far away from Boston, maybe Seattle, and go to college and work for what I have like normal people do. Maybe I'll even change my name, Patty Von Higgenheim. There, that works; no rich chick would be caught dead with a name like that.

I finally got the stupid computer contraption to work, I think, when my phone starts ringing. I answered without looking at the caller ID because it doesn't really matter who it is.

"Hello?"

"Hey Bella!" My best friend Alice called from the other end of the phone. Now this isn't bad, Alice is my best friend. She is the most real person I have ever met. I love her to death.

"Hey Alice, what's up?"

"Eh…nothing much Jelly Belly just wondering if you would be up to some lunch today?"

"Yeah that sounds good, I have at least six people working today so I think I will be able to slip away for a little bit. Where are we going to go?"

"I was thinking McDonalds." She said.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah sure, why not? I could really go for a Big Mac right now…oh and a McFlurry." See what I mean? Alice doesn't care what other people think about her, even though she is just as famous as me because her mom owns a hotel ring. Most people like us wouldn't be caught dead eating at a McDonalds. But not Alice, she doesn't give a shit. And that's why I love her.

"Alright you nut, sounds good to me."

"OK I'll meet you at the bookstore at noon." She said. "Oh and hey Bella, why don't you go out with me and Jasper tonight, we are just going out to eat, and then maybe a bar afterwards."

"Well I don't know, I feel kind of awkward going out with just you and Jasper, I feel like the third wheel."

"Duh, don't you think I know that? There will be other people silly. Emmett is going with Mike, Angela, Ben, and Jessica" She said loudly. Then not so loudly "..and Jake."

"Uh, I don't think so Alice I really don't feel like dealing with Jake at the moment." Jacob Black is the son of one of my dad's colleagues, and is eager for his 15 minutes of fame, and he thought I was the way to do that. I guess he's not technically a bad guy, but every time the guy is in the same room as me, he is always hitting on me. I guess he thinks one day I will realize what a stud he is and get right on that, but yeah…no. He's huge, not like fat huge, but muscles huge. And that is such a turn off for me. And I don't want to be with a person who is trying with all his might to be on the cover of magazines.

"Oh come on Bella, he's not that bad, I'll try and distract him with other girls if I can. Can you please just go out with us?"

"Sorry Alice but despite Jake being there, I really can't go. I'm open late on Monday's now. We close at 9:30, so after I leave here I really just want to go home and sleep."

"Ugh, fine whatever, but I'll get you to go somewhere with me this week if it's the last thing I do."

"Alright Alice, I'll see you at noon."

"Kay, bye Bella!"

"See ya" I replied and then hung up and got ready for my wonderful day to begin.

It was about 9:00 at night now, and I really just wanted to close down so bad. I want to go home and watch some pointless sitcom to just clear my head for a little while. The bookstore was completely dead. So it was just me again in the dead silence. That was until my dad called.

"Hey Dad."

"We need to talk Bella." Great, here it goes. "Did you really have to go eat at that germ hole this afternoon?"

"Dad, me and Alice we just craving some grease and carbs, it's not that big a deal."

"Well I think it is, when I see stories saying that I'm going bankrupt and have to resort as low as to make my own daughter eat at Mc…whatever it's called. I have an image I need to uphold here Isabella, and I don't need you to ruin that, don't I give you everything you want? So please just give me what I want for once."

"Whatever, Dad." I said while hanging up, tears pooling in my eyes. Jesus, I just went to McDonalds. Why does he have to put this pressure on me? After wiping my eyes with my sleeve, I looked to start cleaning up and closing for the night since it was already 9:20.

As I was finally getting the stupid computer system to close down I heard the bell ring over the door.

Are you fucking kidding me, we close in five minutes.

I walked around the counter about ready to rudely tell this customer that we close in five minutes and they need to hurry up. But when I looked up at the man walking toward me, anything I was about to say got caught in my throat. This man was beautiful.

He was slowly walking toward me looking sort of nervous. He had on a pair of worn out jeans and a white t-shirt with a black jacket over it. He was also wearing some worn out black Converses, and he looked as sexy as hell. He was at least six feet tall, if not taller. He wasn't ridiculously muscular but he wasn't lanky either. He had the most confusing hair color I had ever seen. It was brown, but it wasn't brown, it was red, but it wasn't red. Whatever the hell it was, it was beautiful. He had a strong and structured jaw with thin lips and a perfectly angled nose. But his eyes had to be the most breathtaking. They were just so green. And so beautiful.

Once I was done ogling this perfect man I realized he finally made it up to the counter and was looking at me expectantly and all I could do was stare.

"Excuse me, ma'am, I'm really sorry that I came in this late, I know you are closing soon but if you could just help me, I'll be out of here in no time." He said softly, in his velvety voice that gave me goose bumps.

"S-sure what can I help you with?"

"Well I promised my daughter that if she cleaned the bathroom, I would buy her a new book, but I'm not really sure what to get her." Crap, he has a daughter; does that mean he's married? I took a quick peek at his left hand, and thank the lord, there was no ring.

"You made your daughter clean the bathroom?" Oh shit, that was rude wasn't it? Crap, he's going to leave.

But he didn't leave, and he wasn't offended, he just chuckled a beautiful chuckle and said "I know it sounds kind of bad, but they have to learn to clean somehow."

"Yeah I guess." I replied, glad he wasn't mad at me. I just wanted to keep on hearing his voice. "So how old is your daughter?"

He smiled a brilliant smile when he started talking about his daughter and said "Oh she is three, um…she doesn't really know how to read but she likes me to read funny books to her, I guess, so if you have any suggestions for a funny book that a three year old will like and a father won't feel embarrassed to say he has read, that would be great." He said with a crooked smile.

This guy is just too damn cute for words. "Well I would suggest Amelia Bedelia then. It's a really funny book that almost all kids love, and I like reading myself." Did I really just tell this hot guy that I read Amelia Bedelia? What a dork!

"That sounds great then, I trust what the book expert says." He smiles again and I find myself smiling along with him.

"Ok well right this way." I walked out from behind the counter and walked to where I know Amelia Bedelia was. Once I got there, I took out the book from the shelf and handed it to him. "Here you go, you will enjoy it trust me, maybe even more than your daughter."

"I hope so; I'm trusting you here, so if I go home and don't laugh once at this book, I'm blaming you."

"Well if you don't go home and laugh at this book, then I would begin to think you are not human."

"Well maybe I'm not."

"Well maybe you won't like this book then."

"Oh well, I'll buy it anyway, because I think my human daughter will love it."

"OK good so can I help you with anything else?"

"Actually yeah, you wouldn't happen to have Brave New World would you?"

"Yes I do. So fan of sci-fi, huh?"

He looked kind of embarrassed and I felt bad if I made him feel bad. "Uh, yeah I am, but I haven't really been able to read any lately so I thought it would be a good idea to get one so I can have something to read."

"You are a fan of sci-fi and haven't read Brave New World? Don't they have kids read that in high school?"

"Yeah didn't really get that far." He laughed nervously. And then I really felt bad. He must think I am such an insensitive bitch.

"Oh, well here it is, I don't know why they make kids in high school read it anyway, most of the time they don't even appreciate it for what an amazing book it is."

"I completely agree, but don't tell me what happens." He said playfully and smiled.

"Oh I won't." I smiled right back because, really, how couldn't I? I led him back to the counter and rung up his two books. "OK your total is $16.78."

He was still smiling before I said the total, but once I did his smile faltered, and he dug into his pockets and pulled out a 10 and 5 dollar bill. He looked nervous and kind of embarrassed when he said, "Um…I-I think I'll just get the Amelia Bedelia book then. And maybe I'll come back another time for Brave New World." He then took two Twix bars off of the counter and handed them to me. "But I'll take these; my girls love them."

My heart ached for this beautiful man. He couldn't even afford two books from a book store. I never had to experience something like that. I could afford everything. He looked embarrassed beyond belief too, and I just wanted to tell him it was OK, there is no need to be embarrassed. Someone as beautiful as him shouldn't feel anything short of happiness all the time. And it's not just his beauty that made him deserve happiness. He just put away what he wanted and got something that would make his daughters happy instead. That is amazing; I don't think I've ever seen anyone do something so nice before in my life.

"OK, then your new total is $6.99." He gave me the 10 and I gave him the change. He took two dollars out of the change I gave him and put it in the tip jar. I don't understand this guy, why would he give me money when he obviously needed it? I wanted to tell him to take it back, but there was no way I would be the reason for his kind smile to not be on his face, like it was right now.

"Thanks a lot…um sorry I don't think you told me your name."

"It's Bella."

"Bella. Well thank you again Bella, I'm sure I will be back eventually, my oldest is the biggest book fanatic there is, so I think I'll bring her by some time."

"Well every Saturday we have someone come in and they read to the kids, there are raffles and giveaways also if you wanted to bring them then."

"Does it cost anything?"

"No, it's completely free, except for the raffle tickets and stuff."

"OK well I will definitely see you then, Bella. Thanks again." He said while grabbing his bag and making his way to the door.

"Um…excuse me, sir." I practically yelled across the store. He turned around instantly and looked at me expectantly. "D-do you think you could tell me your name, maybe I can give you and your daughters some special VIP access on Saturday."

"It's Edward. Edward Cullen. I'll see you this weekend, Bella. Have a good night." He said kindly. He's always so kind.

"Bye, Edward." He left out the door and I sat there thinking about what just happened, in the silence. Oh, how I hate the silence. I wish I was still listening to his voice, Saturday couldn't come fast enough.

Lie awake in bed at night
And think about your life
Do you want to be different?
Try to let go of the truth
The battles of your youth
'Cause this is just a game

A Beautiful Lie, by 30 Seconds to Mars.

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