Edward BOV

"Edward, I think you need to get out, because I can smell your already rotting corpse all the way down stairs. You've been in your room since after school on Friday, so why don't you go downtown or better yet go hunting! Have you looked at yourself you look like shit! People are going to get curious if keep going to school looking like that." Alice was giving me this disappointed look, which I know I deserve. She's right I have been in her for a while, neglecting my responsibilities and I am starting to get hungry. To get out and about won't kill anybody, so to speak; plus I won't look suspiciously dead, like my caring but way to perky sister, Alice, said.

"You're right Alice; I do need to get out." Before Alice could even respond, I was flying out the window towards the meadow.

I ran less than a minute and had already been over whelmed with a delicious and far too familiar scent. I lunged at my prey and broke the mountain lions neck without even a flinch. I began to sink my teeth into the warm and pleasurable liquid that began to run down my dry throat that left me feeling full of energy and rejuvenation.

Bushes were rustled, I jerked my head up, and someone was coming. I began to smell the most intoxication smell I had ever come across.

I looked done and remembered I was leaning over a dead mountain lion, I threw the carcass away from me and was lost among the trees that surrounded the forest.

I licked my lips to whip away the left over blood and began to carelessly walk, acting as if I didn't just kill one of the most deadliest cats with just one hand.

Within a couple of minutes the human would break through the bushes and come out to the opening of the meadow.

But what I did not consider the fact that human would be dead drop gorgeous.

As I was analyzing her, time had flown by and I had hardly even notice her speak, I was to absorb by her looks.

The beautiful creator had long wavy gold blonde hair, just as I would imagine Goldie Locks hair to be. Skin that was a naturally tan from being out under the sun for long hours, she looked short, about 5'5, but she certainly didn't have short legs. They looked as if they could go on forever; she had long and lean muscles that highlighted the tone of her athletic built body.

Her face was well shaped and had dominated features; her face was shaped like a square with a strong jaw line, like mine was, but less manly and had a far more feminine look about it. She had high cheek bones as well; but not as sharp as mine, they looked so soft and round.

I just wanted to cup them in my hands and never let her face leave them. It didn't help the fact that both of them had a rose tint that completed her look with such innocents.

However, none of her other features even compared to her most heavenly like eyes. They were bright lushes green that were defined by light brown; a dark blue shade ringed her eyes that made her eyes pop out even more. Creating the most intense and creative look I had ever come across; her eyes, there were no words that could capture their true essence.

Bad things have happened to this Goddess, its written all over her eyes, being disloyal to what her face said. They proceed on telling me that she has seen far too much, especially for such a short life span.

I began to get furious, who would do anything bad to this angel like create standing before me. How dare they, I wanted to know now what had happened to her and who had the nerves to do it so I could torture and then kill. I vowed then and there that I would not rest until this innocent girl was attended to and I knew her life story.

All I know was I had never see anything like her in my whole life. I wanted her, no I needed her, and I would do anything to make sure that I would have her as mine. Not in the psycho ownership kind of way, but in a loving and caring manor.

Fox (Aka Bella) BOV

"Hello," Fox chipped from shock in seeing someone so deep in the forest, especially when he looked like a God.

Okay, do I like have something on my face or something because the beautiful angel keeps staring at me. But I do have to admit, I enjoy look at him too, who wouldn't. He was extremely tall, roughly around 6'2, he look drastically lean from far away but once you get close you can see all his muscles popping out of his shirt showing a very well toned and athletic built body that I wish I could say was mine.

He had the most interesting hair I had ever come across, and that was saying something cause I was from L.A., there was so many different varieties and crazy ass styles that you couldn't help but just stare at the green Mohawks, shaved heads that left pieces of hair in patters, or even the ones that went full out rainbow hair, now those were the ones I admired. I could never do something like that but have always wanted to try. It would be so much fun to just do whatever the fuck you wanted and not care at all what others thought.

But that's beside the point; his hair wasn't anything like the bold trend marks but just rare and unique. It was all tasseled and messy like he just rolled out of bed, the look other guys spend hours trying to get, his hair was brown, no wait, gold, no that's not it either it's more red, all most as if it was copper, okay that's not it either, to red. Oh I know its bronze, with different toners and shades that gave him that look of being a model.

But once I got to his face, I was lost and felt that I would never be able to stop looking at him.

More particular, his eyes, they were so buttery and inviting. His eyes looked as if they were made of caramel and had dark chocolate drizzled over, to provide that highlighter that popped out the lightness. I found myself inadvertently staring and I didn't want to look away. But it seems as if it was the same way for him, but how could that be? My eyes were just green, not boring but not great either, no shocking difference from other peoples, not like his were.

I began to look at his face so I wouldn't draw attention to myself from drooling that was beginning to occur from the intensity. He had a very strong and masculine jaw line that made his face form a square; he had extremely high cheek bones that defined far more toning to his gorgeous face. He had a cleft chin but not prominent, it was only like a little dent that adds something else that somehow tied all his other features together. I wanted him, and I meant badly.

Now this is getting awkward, he hasn't said anything for like ten minutes now. I look down at my phone and see it has literally been ten minutes. What's wrong? Do I look that repulsive to him that he can't even exchange a simple Hello? If that is the case, then I have never experience this before; so many people usually stare at me for the complete opposite reason. Everyone else thought I was angelic looking; many would forgetting their own manors and publicly stare. Jealousy would take over and begin envy that forced them to walk away in a huff.

So maybe that's why he was staring at me, however; I didn't think he was going to run away in a storm. But even though everyone else I had crossed paths with had fallen in a trance, why him, the God, be overwhelmed with my looks. No it has to be the other option; he's far too good looking to even consider me as a looker.

"Hello, I'm sorry for my rude behavior. Do you think you could find it in your heart to forgive me, give me a little slack and all us to start over?" I was so overwhelmed by his musicale voice and lyrical words that I hardly registered what he said. He was pleading with me? To forgive him? Wait why, what did he say he did wrong? Oh I know its cause of the staring. Hang on, why did his choice of words sound strange? Who talks that proper now a days? Strange, very strange, he is a peculiar one; I should keep my eyes on him, hehe and not because he is a little off but because I think I'm in love, well, so to speak.

He's staring at me again, but why? I give him a quizzing look think he might respond what he's waiting for. Oh damn, I'm such an idiot, he's waiting for me to answer him, duh.

"I asked if you …" as the same time the curious boy, or a man, no he looks to young to be a man, okay a boy, but he still has man features. You know what, fuck this, he's a fucking boy. Okay back to what I was saying, the boy began to answer, I began to reply, "Yeah, I'm fine with…" at the same time, then we grew silent again. We both tried to answer again at the same time as well, so then the boy said, "I apologize for my interruption, please continue, as it is accustom that women go first."

At this, I lost it, his voice is just so…so I don't know and his looks, well let juts say they take my breath away. How could anyone concentrate under these circumstances? Okay breath, take a breath in threw your nose and a breath out of your mouth. Seriously, what is up with his phrasing of words?

"I was just going to say, it is fine with me if we start fresh." I tapped Moonlight and turned the reigns a little so he would go back to where we came in through the bushes. I thought it would be a little humorous if I made it literally a new introduction. Not that we really even introduced ourselves, but that's beside the point.

"Wait, where are you going?" The boy had a hurt look across his face with a hint of, could it be longing? His eyes began to plead with me begging me not to go as I responded, "Don't fret, you will see in a sec."

As Moonlight and I both intruded through the bushes again I once again said, "Hello" with a sly smile that crossed my face.

"Well Hello, and how are you doing on this fine day? Or I should say soon to be night?" The boy replied without even a blink and definitely formed the most breath taking smile I had ever seen showing off his purly whites.

"I'm doing great, I guess." However, I was far from great, hell I wasn't even fine, but he didn't need to know that. "You're lying." The apparently intuitive boy stated in a matter of fact manor, how did he know? Was I that obvious? But I've always been a great liar and had never had anyone second guess what I said. So what makes him different?

I decided to skip what he said and act like I didn't hear, "Lovely day out, what with all the clouds, the darkness that seems to have a permanent hover over the town, and of course you can't forget the wetness. " I said with such hate at the end and I began wishing I was still in L.A. when even winter it was warm but I still had a playful tone that would help benefit me in showing this boy that I was doing great, to keep the questions from pouring out of his full but shaped lips.

"Yeah that's why you just got to love Forks, the rain and all makes it just so damn sunny, I can't stand it." He broke out into little chuckles from his own humor as I began to join him.

"This place is definitely the opposite of L.A. But I think I'm going to really love it here." Especially because the Greek God is placed here.

"Oh, so that is why I do not recognize you. When did you get into town? And you must be Isabella Swan."

"Yeah, I'm new here and I just got here about two hours ago, wait how you know that was me."

"Oh and it's Fox now" I add quickly before he thought he could call me by my old weak name.

"Okay Fox Swan," at this I had to force an interruption. "Fox's, just Fox, no Swan" I said with such force and a hint of venom to just get it across now that I just want to be called Fox.

"Okay Fox it is. It's a small town and word travels fast for your arrival. Your father is the chief of police and you did live here before so people who knew you from your early years have been extremely egger and highly excited that you were returning. Therefore, you have been the biggest topic of discussion, about you and who you use to be. Maybe you are the same, I have no Idea but usually that is the case."

Before I could reply he introduced himself, "Oh and by the way, I'm Edward Cullen. I'm a junior at Fork's high so if you see me…" Oh god, here it comes, I knew it was too good to be true to be talking to this God like of a creature and expect him to want to socialize with me. He's going to tell me how to not talk to him and act like we never meet before so we can go our separate ways.

However, that was far from what he said, I was shocked when he said, "don't think I'm stocking you or anything, I just can't help myself from staring at your angelic like characteristics."

What does he mean, 'my angelic like characteristics'? He thinks I'm beautiful, this boy, oh yeah, he said his name was Edward, man I love that name, so old fashioned and traditional. I don't tell anyone this but I love old fashioned things and I enjoy upholding traditions, even though my family has none; so I always dreamed of making my own when I created my own family.

"Don't worry I'll only like you are a semi-stoker," I proceeded with laughter, "So you're a grade above me, interesting, so what are you doing out here?"

"Walking and enjoying the beautiful creations mother earth has provided us with. What about you? You just got into town and you are already riding though the forest, on a beautiful mustang I might add."

"Yeah, Charlie had to go down to the station and I didn't feel like unpacking so I opted to hanging out with my new buddy her Moonlight. Charlie just got him for me because he didn't want me to be alone and he always knew I loved horses. I've also always wanted to have two redbone coonhounds, just like the ones from the movie and the book, "Where the Red Fern Grows" they would be siblings, one be a girl and one be a boy and then I would call them Rhett and Scarlet, after my favorite movie and book Gone With the Wind. I know what you're thinking."

"And what is that?"

"That it's the most stupidest thing you have ever heard. But I've always wanted them since I was little and always pictured them running next me and my horse."

"I don't think it's stupid at all, I think it is a great dream, I hope it is fulfilled one day."

"I hope so too."

"Well it is getting pretty late and I don't think you should be out her in the dark, you never know what could happen. Plus, you should start getting unpacked it is easier to adjust once you feel you are settled in."

"Yeah, I suppose you are right, I do need to get back." How did he know it made you feel better? Did he move a lot? I'll have to find out, mental note.

"It was a pleasure meeting you; have a nice night and sweet dreams Fox." As if that would ever happened.

"Nite Nite, and don't let the bed bugs bite." I ended with chuckles from one of my favorite sayings, so childish, I know.

His smile grew so wide from my comment and he seemed to be a little shocked that I would say something so nerdy like that.

Well what did you guys think? Edward is finally in the picture and hoped you guys liked how they meet. I also know I didn't really make Edwards wording really proper or anything so if you guys could just go with me on it and pertend it was then that would be great. Please review, I really do enjoy hearing what you have to say no matter how bad it is, becasue I defintily don't like sugar coating. If you have any questions or ideas please let me know. Thanks for reading and I will totally love you more if you replied wiht comments. PLEASE, PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP. DON'T MAKE ME BEG, PLEASE!