STEPHENIE MEYER OWNS TWILIGHT

I was walking to the parking lot with Rosalie when I saw him. He was leaning against a silver Volvo, his arms folded across his chest. His face was angled towards the ground, which was horribly frustrating. I wanted to know what he was thinking, and his eye's were the windows into that beautiful head of his. Finally, when I was only a few feet from him, he looked up at me.

I let out a gasp, and nearly dropped my books.

It was heart wrenching. I thought I had it bad. His eye's looked as though he had suffered some of the most extreme torture. I wanted to run to him, to wrap my arms around him, to tell him I could fix it all. Then I thought about that. Hmm...probably not the best idea, considering I only met him a few hours ago. There was no need for my hormonal outburst.

"Hey." He said as he looked down once again. That little habit annoyed the shit outta me.

"Hey." I tried to speak quietly, to match his tone.

Then it was silent again. A good five minutes passed that consisted of nothing but Edward staring at the asphalt, and me staring at Edward.

"I'm gonna drive with Alice today...if that's cool with you two?" Rosalie! I had completely forgotten she was standing next to me. Edward's head bounced up, first in recognition, then in some sort of strange nod. "Good." Rosalie placed a light peck on my cheek before walking towards the other side of the lot.

"So, how has your day gone?" I asked, trying to bring the mood back to where it was at lunch.

"Uh, I guess you could say it was...interesting?" He said that with the tone of a question. It was cute in a way. He was doubting himself, doubting how he felt. Vulnerability was gushing off of him in that moment.

"Interesting, huh? How so?" I said with enthusiasm. I was enjoying this moment of power.

It was funny to think that only an hour and a half ago I was crying in the bathroom. I chuckled then, because I felt so at ease now. I don't know if it was him, or just the change in atmosphere, but I wanted to find out.

"I just..." He paused, as if looking for the right words. Dear lord, he is so fucking adorable. "I just found pieces of myself I didn't know I had before." He finally looked up at me with a bit of pride in his eyes.

"I can't begin to imagine what that means, unless you're referring to your explosion after lunch?" I immediately regretted that remark. His head went down again, and I couldn't see his eyes anymore. It made me nervous, and out of sheer instinct I reached for his chin to lift his head up. "Hey, I was just kidding." I smiled my kindest smile then, so that he would feel secure in this moment. "I know now that she is a complete bitch. I should have listened to you, and I'm sorry." He lifted one side of his mouth then. It wasn't a complete smile, but it was cute. I realized then that my hand was still on his chin. I pulled back quickly understanding that this was probably inappropriate. He laughed at my awkwardness, and I chuckled back.

"I'm the one who should be apologizing. I shouldn't have gotten that out of control around you. It's inexcusable."

"No..." I laughed "Jessica is a pretty understandable reason for blowing your shit. I'm not gonna say I get it, but I know where you're coming from."

We looked at each other for a long time then, it was a perfect moment. Perfect not because of what I was staring at but because of how he made me feel while he was looking at me. You see, I'm a pretty plain girl. Not ugly, but ordinary. I accepted this fact a long time ago, and have never tried to be anything I'm not. But when this boy stares at me I feel like a goddess. He makes me feel so beautiful, and pure. I could stand in this spot, on this slick asphalt for the rest of my life, as long as he was in front of me. I sighed a sigh filled with so much happiness. I was content here.

"Oh! Look at the freak and the whore! What a perfect match!" I spun on my heel then and looked Jessica Stanley straight in the eyes. She had ruined my perfect moment. She had hurt me. She had made me feel like I was less than I know I am worth, and that stupid bitch was going to pay.

"Oh Jessica, Jessica, Jessica." I felt I should start this way. It was intimidating. I wanted to be scary right now. "You fat little pig." Her face went from satisfied to taken aback in two seconds. For the second time today, I was gonna have some fun. " Did you really think you could ruin me? Did you really think I would let you get away with it?" I waited for her to say something, after thirty seconds of listening to her stammer I motioned for her to say something. Finally, she found her voice.

"I always get away with it, whore." She looked around at her friends to get some kind of a back up. I laughed at her then. Like hell she would get away with it this time.

"First off, try and find another word for whore. It's starting to get boring. Second, go to the Clinique counter. They offer free make up lessons, and I'm almost positive that they would pay you to fix up..." I pointed in the general direction of her face "..that." Her mouth fell open then, as she reached up to touch her peeling handiwork. I walked up to her then, I got close, less than a foot close to her then. I thanked god for my height as I looked down at her. I felt the power I had lost in front of the bathroom coming back to me. "And thirdly, if you think you can fuck up my life, you are sorely mistaken. I don't know if we've met, but my name is Isabella Swan, and by graduation I promise you, that I will crush your life here. Every friend you have made will be mine, every person you have control over will ban against you. And you, my dear little piggy, will have an apple in your mouth." I stared down at her for a while longer, hoping that I had made the impact that I wanted. I cocked my head to the side to show her that I was waiting for an answer.

She nodded slowly, then turned away quickly. I clapped for myself after she had gained enough distance from me. I turned around, ready to walk home when I saw his face. He was gaping at me. I didn't know what to do, I had just let the bitch strike, and he was here to witness it.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry. I shouldn't have...I lost my....Shit." I didn't know how to justify myself. I looked up at him through my lashes, hoping that he wouldn't just jump in his car and drive away. "I'm sorry for behaving like that." I wasn't sorry for behaving like that, I was sorry he saw me behave like that.

Suddenly his face broke I into a huge smile. He looked me dead in the eyes while taking three long strides towards me. Before I could manage to say anything, he had my face in his hands.

"That was the hottest thing I have ever seen in my life." His scratchy voice was warm against my face. "You have nothing to apologize for, but I'm positive I'll be apologizing to you in a minute." I looked at him quizzically before he was crushing his face into mine.

In a split second I forgot where I was, why I was there, and what time it was. But I didn't forget who I was with. His hands were still on the sides of my face, gently caressing my hot skin. I reached up and laced my hands around his neck, then let them crawl up into his unkempt hair. Our tongues met in my mouth as he gracefully licked my palette. As he retreated from me, I took a chance and started nibbling on his bottom lip. He sighed right as I was about to move down to his neck when I heard someone whistle.

In that whistle we both remembered where we were. We pulled back quickly, wiping our faces. I looked up to see Alice driving away. She was laughing as she went past us, and Edward gave her the finger. We laughed together at this almost family-esque exchange before looking at each other again.

It was awkward, but in a beautifully new kind of way. He opened his mouth to begin what I assumed to be an apology. But I got to it before him.

"No need for apologies, as long as we do that again sometime." I was surprised at my own boldness. I never would have reacted this way before. I probably would have slapped him. But I wanted this to happen again, I wanted to be that close to him again, if not closer. I smiled inwardly at myself thinking about how good that would be.

"I can deal with that" He smiled down at me before placing a light kiss on my swollen lips. I smiled back up at him before my phone started vibrating. I grabbed it out of my back pocket and looked at the time.

"Shit! Oh Fuck, I gotta get home..." I put my still ringing phone back into my pocket, and looked at Edward. "I gotta go."

"I figured."

We both laughed, then looked away from each other.

"How are you getting home?"

"Well, uh...I was gonna walk home. Forks isn't a very big town, I figure I could make it home pretty soon."

"I bet I could get you there faster..."

"Are you offering me a ride home Mr. Cullen?"

"I thought I was being pretty forward there..."

I winked at him before skipping to the passenger side door.

Before he unlocked the door I had time to reflect on this completely frazzled day. It started okay, got terrible, and I ended up in heaven. I'm not going to say I'm with the hottest guy in this school, because that would be presumptuous on my part, but I'm not going to lie to you, I had visions of us walking by Stanely hand in hand. I think I'm going to like this school. As long as every day ends like this one...

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I'm sorry it took so long to get this out, I lost motivation for a bit. But I'm back, and I'm not going anywhere!