AN: I've been feeling incredibly frustrated with myself lately. I've read the most amazing fanfiction over the last ten years and I've started to have doubt seep into my mind. I've always wanted to write fanfiction and to finally have started, it's very overwhelming and exciting but at the same time, I feel I'm not adaqueate enough. I haven't got the largest vocabulary (I never had the funds to finish school, so perhaps thats why?) or the best grammar. So to the people that take the time to read my stories, just know I'm very grateful that you look past the many flaws and still enjoy it. I will be trying my best to better my grammar and writing in general, up to your standards but it will take time. Thank you so much once again and have a lovely weekend. Here's to 2018!

Chapter 4

7pm

I'd just finished putting on my shoes, my hands were shaking as I tied my shoelaces. Why was I so nervous?

There were three knocks on the door downstairs and I heard dad get up to answer it. He thankfully knew I was going to visit the Cullens and to be honest, he was thrilled I was making friends.

"Hey there, I'm Alice Cullen, Bella's new bestfriend!"

I could practically see my dad's shocked face. I myself, was quite shocked. Did she really consider me her friend? Her bestfriend at that? To be honest it made me incredibly happy. Alice seemed to lift everyone's mood when she was in your presence. I needed that in my life.

"Uh, nice to meet you Alice. I'm her dad. Charlie. She'll be down in a minute, she's just getting ready."

I quickly made my way downstairs and saw my dad blushing by the door and Alice giving me a wide, toothy grin. Dad wasn't the best in social interactions.

" Hi Alice. We best be leaving. See you later dad. "

I followed Alice to her car as she screamed a goodbye to my dad.

We arrived at the Cullen home, or should I say mansion? The place was huge and surrounded by trees. Whoever designed this home surely had a gift in architecture. It was stunning. Modern yet homely.

I suddenly had butterflies in my tummy as we walked up the stairs the front door. What if they didn't like me? Or I said something moronic, like oh I don't know, I want to marry your son.

Bella, get a hold of yourself. Geez.

Alice turned to me and smiled, "Relax Bella, they will love you as much as I do, if not more!"

We walked in and I saw the whole family sitting in the lounge, watching some sort of sports channel.

"You must be Bella. I'm Esme. The mom of these beasts. Are you hungry? We've just finished eating and have far too much leftovers and I'd hate for it to go to waste"

She was absolutely stunning, with her golden eyes which to be honest did not look earthly. It seemed all the Cullens have gold eyes. How strange. Her figure was that of a 25 year old, with beautiful brown locks of hair.

I smiled, about to politely refuse when at that very moment, my stomach decided to make itself known and grubble very loudly. Crap I forgot all I ate today was an apple and chips. Esme, as if she heard my tummy making a fuss, smiled and walked towards the kitchen.

"I'll call you when it's dished up, Bella." she called to me over her shoulder.

I blushed in embarrassment.

"You must be the famous Bella. Edward and Alice won't shut up about you. I'm Emmett. The most handsome out of all of us."

I blushed yet again. He was absolutely massive when close up. With brown curly hair and the same golden eyes.

Edward seemingly popped out of nowhere, and flicked Emmett over the head. My heart started thumping as I saw him. He looked at me and smiled. I was confused but smiled back nonetheless. He winked and said,

"Don't listen to him Bella. He has a big ego to make up for his lack of size in other areas..."

I went red as I realized what he was implying.

That seemed to have irked Emmett and they started to wrestle. I watched and laughed. Edward seemed to be very strong and Emmett, well he was just Hulk in general.

"Honestly, can you two not act mature for ten minutes."

I saw Emmett's girlfriend gracefully walk down the stairs. She was honestly the definition of a model. With curves in the right places, defined jawline and a perfect face, I felt instantly self conscious about myself.

She didn't look in my direction as she walked towards the couch and took a magazine off the table and began to read. Not once acknowledging me.

I hadn't noticed Alice had disappeared from next to me when I saw her hop around the corner. Yes, you heard that right. She hopped around the corner. She seemed to be on an infinite supply of quality grade crack. Edward and his brother had stopped fighting and they went there separate ways. I tried to stretch my neck to see where Edward was going but I couldn't see properly.

"Bella, I dished you up some food. I hope it's okay." Esme appeared next to me with a plate filled with food for about three people. It looked delicious though. It seemed like it was lemon and herb chicken pasta. My tummy grubbled again.

"Thank you so much, Mrs Cullen. It looks amazing."

She led me towards a table in another section of the house that happened to be their dining area. I sat down and tucked in. It was too delicious not too.

I'd just finished and put my plate in the sink, about to wash it, when Esme saw what I was doing and said no, go sit in the lounge and that she'd do it. I felt bad but my curiosity for the better of me and to be honest, I was itching to see Edward again.

"Thank you so much Mrs Cullen. The food was absolutely amazing."

She smiled and shooed me out the kitchen with a smile. I walked in the lounge and saw Edward standing by the stairs,

"Bella, if you'd like, I can give you a house tour?"

Once again, the army of butterflies in my belly starting flapping their wings.

"Yeah sure, that would be uh great."

Play it cool, Bella. Play it cool.