A/N: Okay so here's the second chapter. I'd like to dedicate this one to Mismatched Harmony, thanks for the tip. R&R please!

Kill Me in a Record Shop

Him

Bella's POV

The sound of the shop door's bells filled the area. As they silenced a familiar copper colour caught my eye. He was here. And when I say he, I mean Edward Cullen. The same boy who has been here everyday after school, which was when my shift started.

I hated to say it but I suddenly got a tingly feeling through my body and the air hummed with a new vibrancy with it. I knew I always, for some reason, anticipated the moment when I would see him after an excruciatingly painful school day. And finally seeing him now, sent a wave of… comfort? Happiness? Peacefulness?

I quickly glanced at his outfit. He was slightly emo so his wardrobe consisted of a pair of black skinny jeans, navy converse, tight red t-shirt and dark blue hoodie. His strange copper, red, and brown hair was in its usual casual disarray. When I went down past his hair and forehead, I was met with his striking emerald green emerald eyes. They were like windows to his soul.

We couldn't stop staring into each other's eyes. His eyes slightly glazed over as if he was remembering a memory, but we were both searching and asking questions with our eyes. My subconscious told me to look away but for some reason I just couldn't, instead I felt a blush creep up my face. So I was relieved when he broke out of his daze and looked to his right, browsing through the rack.

Embarrassed, I turned back to the assortment of CD's I was sorting. Half an hour passed by and I could still feel Edward's gaze on the back of my head. The whole time he had been looking at each CD and seeing which songs the album presented.

When my shift was just about over he left, and instantly my body toned down. It was like a wildfire that was burning rapidly than was somehow suddenly doused with a huge rainfall, putting out the fire. But I was still happy from seeing my crush. Yes, crush.

I have had a crush on Edward Cullen ever since the first time I saw him.

***

"Alright Bella, you can start on customer service, just arrange those racks over there, and if a customer need help, well you help." said Garret my new boss.

I walked; more like stumbled to the racks and started placing the CD's in their proper racks. A few minutes had passed and the bells chimed alerting me of another customer.

I turned around to return some CD's to their former place when I bumped into someone and started to descend backwards. But before my body could come in contact with the cold tile floor, I felt a pair of strong hands catch me from around the waist. Suddenly my body became a live wire.

The hands disappeared and my whole body seemed to emotionally deflate. It felt like I had something very dear to me, was taken away and it could never be replaced. Oh how, I wished for the spark to return.

When I looked up to thank my hero my plain brown eyes were met with emeralds. His eyes shone in the light like he had found his long lost dog, or toy. I'm sure my eyes mirrored the same expression.

Quickly I looked him over. He was wearing dark wash skinny jeans, emerald green converse (though the green had nothing on his eyes), tight brown shirt, and black hoodie. His hair was a mess of copper and red highlights. He was well built but not like a bodybuilder, but not lanky either. His face was so smooth and pale, it was as if he were chiselled out of marble. He was gorgeous.

I realised that my short glance turned into a drool fest. I closed my mouth and no doubt felt the blood rush to my cheeks.

"Thanks." I mumbled quickly. Not bothering to hear his reply, I turned on my heel and went back to fixing the CD's. I could still feel his gaze on my back but I didn't dare turn around.

When my shift was over I raced home. I quickly made some spaghetti for Charlie, then left to do my homework. When I finished it was still a bit early so I took a shower hoping to calm my nerves. At first my body tensed then relaxed. I washed my hair with my favourite scented shampoo and conditioner. Strawberries. For some reason they reminded me of my erratic, hair-brained mother. Even though I missed her dearly I wanted her to have some alone time with Phil. When the water ran cold I stepped out and changed into my pyjamas, and hopped into bed.

Right when my head hit my pillow I fell asleep. That was the first night I dreamt of Edward Cullen.

***

I broke out of my reverie by a distant voice that was calling my name. Garret released me and I went home. I made some chicken enchiladas for dinner. Then I brought some up and ate in my room while I made my homework. Once I got a bit drowsy I started to shake my head as if the action would get rid of my sleepiness. As I was rotating my head back and forth I caught a glimpse of some pictures from the corner of my eye. I walked up to it and lifted it up closer, so I could study the picture better. It was a picture of me and Alice, my best friend. We were in one of the mall's photo booths, much to my dismay. Seeing me and my new friend triggered a somewhat old memory. Alice had told me her brother was Edward, and she found out about my crush on him.

***

"So Alice," I said trying to make small talk to get rid of the awkward silence as we tried to consume what was edible of our lunch, "do you have any siblings?"

"Yeah, I do. I have a brother. His name is Edward. Oh look there he is right now. Edward!" She pointed to a guy with a strangely familiar head of hair. At the sound of his name, his head shot up. While searching where his sister's voice had come from his eyes met mine. Again, I felt that same electric hum in the air. When he broke his gaze, I felt a blush creep up my face. I guess Alice noticed because she squealed.

"Oohh. Eddie boy likes Bella and Bella seems to like him back. You guys would make such a cute couple. Someday you guys are going to be together. I bet you on all of my closets that you two will eventually hook up and with my help it's going to happen any time now." She said it so fast that I had to think it over. Something in there had me dumb struck.

"Closets?"

***

Ever since, Alice has always suggested what my outfit should be everyday. Okay maybe suggested was an understatement, forced seems more appropriate. But since Edward was kind of emo, most of my wardrobe consisted of band t-shirts, skinny jeans, converse, and hoodies. I was pretty comfortable in my outfits so I went along with it. Anyways Alice had fun choosing my outfits, and I didn't want to get on Alice's bad side. I just hoped it would help get Edward to like me.

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-Franny