Chapter 3

Disclaimer: Sadly, steph owns eddie and bellie...and the others too. but the plot's mine :)

I lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling and thinking about the people I had met today, there was Alice, who was definitely going to be good friend and Rosalie who was practically Alice's sister, so I guessed I'd be pretty close to her aswell. Then there were the guys: Emmett and Jasper and of course, Edward.

I thought about the relationships that Emmett and Rose, Jasper and Alice had...I'd never had a boyfriend, and I didn't think that that was going to change anytime soon. Nevertheless, both couples had the kind of relationship that I would love to have if I ever did get a boyfriend. They just fit together, it looked effortless and natural; as easy as breathing.

I didn't know anyone who had a relationship like theirs, and the closest thing to their relationship I had ever had was with my mother Renee, who had died when I was nine years old. Her death had thrown my life absolutely upside down, because she had been my best friend, the one person that had promised me that she would 'always be there for me'.

I looked over to my bedside table which was already set up with pictures and a very cool touch-activated lamp, and grabbed the last picture, the one furthest back and hidden behind about five others. It was a picture of my mother and me, the week before her accident. We were on a beach playing, with our hair windswept hair in our faces, sandy legs and pink cheeks, yet what I loved the most about this picture was how happy both of us looked. We looked content and peaceful, a way I hadn't felt in a very, very long time.

I felt the tears threatening, pricking my eyes like hot needles, I wanted to be held, and comforted, but like so many times before, I knew that there was no one to comfort me. I reached over to my desk and grabbed my iPod, pulled on my worn-out black converse shoes and a hoodie, deciding that I would go for a quick walk around the campus, before it got to dark and I tripped over everything as opposed to most things.

I pulled open the door to my room blinking furiously, trying to clear my eyes. Not watching where I was going, I took two steps and collided, with something hard and sweet smelling.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, excuse me," I said, without even bothering to look up.

I heard a smooth chuckle from above my head and a velvety voice whispered in my ear "we seem to be making a habit out of this Bella, do we not?"

His sweet smelling breath caused the hairs on my neck to stick up, my body to tingle in pleasure and my face to turn beet red.

I gulped and looked up into the perfect emerald eyes, finding them very close to my own. I automatically took a step sideways not wanting him to notice my eyes, and the wet streaks from accidental escaped tears, but managed to trip over his foot and fall dramatically to the ground instead.

I groaned and rolled onto my back so that I could stand back up easier. I heard Edward chuckling openly behind me and growled angrily as I stood.

With my back still turned away from him, I began to walk towards the elevator, but I did not make it very far until I felt his strong, cool arms wrap around my waist and pull me back towards him. He cradled me to his front, so that even through both of our shirts, I could feel his perfectly sculpted chest.

I sighed in pleasure and automatically leaned closer in to him, I didn't want there to be any space between our bodies. Edward seemed to feel the same way for he spun me around slowly and pulled me closer to him once again. I felt his hand sliding gently up my side, and sighed in pleasure, his touch made me feel so alive and perfect.

"Bella?" he asked gently, keeping me close to him.

"Yes Edward?" I responded

I felt his cool hands lifting my chin so that we were once again staring into each other's eyes. I would never tire of staring at Edward's eyes, they were deep and full of the emotion he was feeling, and the color, was unlike any I had ever seen before.

"Bella, why were you crying?" he asked, in that same gentle voice.

I reluctantly pushed my self away from his embrace, muttering that I did not want to talk about it. I walked again, toward the death trap elevator, still with the intentions of going for a walk, but this time I heard Edward's footsteps behind me.

The elevator only took a second to arrive, but of course, the doors took around a year to open, and when they did, the elevator was full of girls who immediately began squealing Edward's name, pulling up their shorts or skirts so that they appeared even shorter than they already were and pulled him into the elevator all the while glaring glaring ferociously at me, even though Edward really hadn't been anywhere close to me when the elevator arrived.

"Ladies," Edward said mockingly, giving a fake bow as he was pulled into the elevator. Within two seconds he was being rubbed and patted and petted like some toy, except the Edward toy seemed to be enjoying his treatment and was already making out with a skinny blonde girl with gigantic boobs, and running his hand down her lower back.

He released the blonde girl after a couple seconds and looked out of the elevator at me.

"Coming Bella?" he asked, as I watched a slutty brunette girl lifting up his shirt and stroking his abs, which, I hated to admit, were amazing.

"Umm, you know Edward," I said bitterly, "I think I will just take the stairs."

The elevator doors closed on his perfect face looking a little confused, but my last view was of him lip-locking a red headed cheerleader-ish looking girl, as if he had already forgotten me.

"And that, was the gorgeous Edward Cullen for you in a nutshell."

I spun around, I hadn't noticed anyone behind me, but there was Rose, sort of smirking, but smirking sadly. I couldn't quite put a finger on her expression.

"Is he always like that? Is this why you and Alice rolled your eyes earlier?"

"He's a nice kid most of the time, just not when he's around girls. All he does is use them as his...pleasure slaves? I guess you could call them that," she said chuckling lightly. "It's not that Alice and I don't like him, its just, as girls, we are a little repulsed."

"Ugh, yeah," I said, suddenly realizing that only a couple of minutes ago Edward Cullen had had his hands on me. I felt, just as Rose had said, repulsed.

"Rose?" I asked, "how much did you see, just now I mean..."

"Oh, I was just coming to find you to see if you wanted to play X-Box with Emmett and me..." she said sheepishly. "But then I saw Edward and the whole elevator thing. Where were you guys going anyways?"

I sighed, glad that Rosalie hadn't seen our more private moment, or my catastrophic trip. "I was going to go for a walk, but now I am really feeling like a soothing shower, I'm going to have to pass on the X-Box for now Rose, sorry." I said, laughing.

"It's fine, don't worry about it! See you at dinner," she replied, and walked gracefully back to her room.

I flew into my bathroom, stripped, and jumped into the shower; wanting nothing more than to rid myself of Edward's touch.

I felt anger bubble up inside me even as the hot water soothed my shoulders, drumming ceaselessly into my head.

I had trusted Edward, he had seemed so nice and kind...and caring. I vowed, never again to fall for his charms. He was a dirty, sick, disgusting, beautiful, sexy... Oh God, I thought... it's going to be very a long year.

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