Thanks to Stephanie Meyer for her marvellous characters. I enjoy putting them in impossible situations.


Thanks Tawny, you are the best!


Chapter 7:

Edward Cullen had never seen a girl get a rise out of his brother the way one Bella Swan did. To say he was overjoyed was an understatement.

Most people tended to focus on Emmett, the big, burly, raucous goof who loved drawing attention. His practical jokes were a thing of legend amongst the Cullen household and all those who had the dubious fortune of being his acquaintance. However, what most people missed was Edward Cullen.

Oh he was noticed to be sure, one would have be blind to miss a dandy like him. However, most people lost the ability to think when they saw him and never figured out the shrewd brain behind his iridescent green eyes. While he was never the prankster amongst his siblings, he had perfected the art of 'mind fuck' as Emmett insisted on calling it, much to their mother's distress.

He had despised the family's move to Forks, though he would die before he admitted it. He never showed it much, but he loved his family dearly and was fiercely protective of them. He understood that sometimes, one had no option but to move on from past grievances and as was the norm, he fluidly did what was required when the move to dull, dreary and wet Forks was suggested.

He, much like his father, did not have the heart to tell his mother that no good ever came of keeping certain secrets, but again, neither of them could bear to watch the hope fade from her eyes.

He sighed, leaning his forehead against the cool glass that was the southern wall of the Cullen mansion. He knew that the direction his thoughts were taking him was a dangerous one. He had a diabolical mind and nothing ever came of him having too much free time on his hands. But he was so bored! The town was tiny, wet and green. That was all there was to it, but then Bella Swan had entered the scene and made the landscape so very interesting!

The very next instant, he sat himself down at his beloved baby grand, the first notes of Claire de Lune echoing in the cavernous room. Edward played the piano when he was in deep thought. It was one of his quirks. Years on the instrument had made playing it a second nature to him and while his fingers flew gracefully over the keys, his mind pondered new possibilities and beginnings.

Esme Cullen peeked into the hall from the library and watched her son play the piano voraciously after several days. The past month had everyone busy with the move and there hadn't been much time for anyone to indulge in their hobbies. While her heart rejoiced in the music, her mid told her there was more behind the music than her son was letting on. She knew something was coming and decided to warn Carlisle.

They knew that they needed to 'gird their loins' when their musical prodigy started playing in earnest. Just as she was about to turn back to her reading, she heard a high pitched squeal from the bedroom upstairs. She paled as she saw Alice flit down the stairs and join Edward on the piano bench by jumping on his back and hanging on like a monkey. Edward laughed as he continued to play without missing a note and made a revolted noise in the back of his throat when Alice placed a big, slobbery kiss on his cheek.

Resigned, Esme sat down on her favorite chair in the library. There was nothing anyone could do to stop the terrible twins but wait and watch.


I know some of you might be tired of Edward, but good things come to those who wait!