This is the outtake I submitted for the Fandom against Juvenile Diabetes. This is Chapter one and two from Edward's POV.

Thank you to my amazing team, Teddy and Tersi for helping me find talk like a man. ;o)

Hope you like it. Let me know what you think! Enjoy

*Re-posted for additional beta work!* Thank you, Brie.

~ Edward's Point of View ~

I was six years old when I learned about the 'Cullen Chemistry.' A strange shift was taking place at the end of summer that year, and I didn't understand it. It was a truly shocking discovery for my "girls are yucky" constitution. Little did I know, just twenty-three years later, I'd finally understand how truly lucky the Cullen men were when it came to finding our true loves.

I was sitting in the fort at the top of my play set, watching my Papa make googily eyes at Grammy. Papa must have said something funny, because Grammy was laughing and then kissed his cheek. Then, Papa surprised me when he kissed Grammy on the lips! Gross! I was never going to kiss girls because they all had cooties. Then they cuddled and continued to speak quietly to each other before Grammy went inside the house. I just couldn't understand why Dad and Papa were always making kissy faces with Mom and Grammy, but I knew there wasn't a girl on the planet that I'd want to do that with.

I didn't understand what all the fuss about girls was. They didn't like to play sports, and they got really mad when you got their dresses dirty, even if it was an accident. Girls didn't like to play in the mud or learn about bugs, or build forts. Mom and Grammy were special, thoughthey played in dirt. Well, they played in the soil to grow flowers, but they still didn't mind when I messed up their clothes. Mom was the perfect girl in my eyes. I didn't mind when she gave me kisses because they were special forehead kisses and I knew you could only get cooties if girls kissed you on the mouth. I loved Grammy too, but she was different than Mom because I only saw Grammy and Papa when they visited during the summer and at Christmas.

When Dad was tucking me in for the night, he asked me if I had fun, and I told him I did except that Papa and Grammy kept kissing and that I thought it was gross. He decided it was time to tell me about true love.

"Son, as crazy as it sounds, one day in the future you will meet a girl who you will love and want to kiss," he said, sounding very serious.

"Dad, that's NEVER gonna happen. Girls are disgusting and all they want to do is play house and stuff," I said.

"Well, Edward, when it comes to the Cullen men, there has always been one girl in the world who is different than all the rest, and you will know it the moment you see her. Then, once she is yours, you will spend the rest of your life with her and wanting nothing more than to make her happy for the rest of her life. You will also know it's her because you'll be able to feel her in the room without even touching her. It's like two magnetsyou are drawn together, and when you finally do touch, your skin tingles and your heart beats faster," he said with a far off look in his eyes. "It just hits you like a bolt of lightning, and when you finally look into her eyes, she'll own you."

"That really doesn't sound good, Dad. I mean, tingling skin, a fast hear beat, and lightning all sound like you should go to the doctor. And no offense, Dad, but doctors aren't fun. They give you shots and medicine that tastes yucky. If a girl is going to cause that, then I'm just gonna keep avoiding them."

He chuckled, and then patted me on the shoulder before saying, "It may not sound enjoyable now, son, but one day, you will understand and I'll be there to say I told you so."

He then left me to think about everything he said, and as I fell asleep that night my heart started to beat a little stronger and the fire started to sizzle.

I sighed and shook my head, trying to clear the memory from my mind. I knew that memory came to me because of the woman I thought I had seen on my balcony last night. She was without a doubt the most beautiful figment of my imagination. Long, dark hair blew in the breeze as she looked for stars in the sky. Her pale skin was illuminated slightly by the moonlight breaking through the clouds. I was frozen in place as I watched her from the gazebo where I sat, drinking my night-cap. When I was finally able to clear my brain laden haze and regain the use of my legs, I rushed to the balcony to talk to her, but she was nowhere to be found. There was not one trace of anyone having been up there, and there were no lights on in the room next to mine indicating there could be anyone next door. It was as if my dream girl had just been presented to me, only to be ripped right out from under me. Needless to say, sleep did not come easily, and I spent most of the night thinking about my past dating experiences.

For the last couple of years, I'd been dating, trying to find the one, but I'd only met women who spent the whole time talking about themselves. I was at the point in my life where I wanted to feel that spark my grandfather told me about when I was six. Other than Gianna—who was my first and only college girlfriend, and sadly enough, more of a fuck buddy than a real girlfriend—I still hadn't found 'the one.' After last night, I was convinced I'd never find her. Either way, the search had to be postponed because of the wedding, and I was over the whole dating scene anyway.

The wedding obviously was not mine, but I wished it was. Most men may not think the way I did, but when you were the last bachelor in your group of friends, it sucked. In less than a month, the last of my buddies and my business partner, Jasper, would be tying the knot and then would be taking off for a two week European honeymoon, leaving me to deal with the Volturi build. Though I was happy for him, I was also extremely jealous. How many people walk off a plane with a fiancée?

The thing that was stressing me out the most was the fact that this would be the first time that one of us would be out for an extended period of time. Although we had a strong team, it would still be an educational experience. The focus right now was on our interns, because we were going to do the last approval during lunch today, so I needed to know who my final candidates were.

I had just finished reviewing the intern assessments of our final six applicants when my stomach growled for the first time. Lunch couldn't get here fast enough. Along with the department heads' reports, we would be deciding who we would be hiring this year. We would only be offering three permanent positions for a junior designer, a building assistant, and a junior decorator. Once they finished their finals and received their degrees, assuming they would still meet our strict guidelines, we would cover all the fees for the required accreditation exams. It was something we had done since the company began and would continue to do for all future employees. It is also one of the reasons I believed we had such a low turnover within the company. Our support was offered through the entire start of their careers, and we wanted them to succeed.

This was only the beginning, though, once I was finished going over everything; Jasper and I would be starting the interview process for the next six interns. We were rotating the departments that the next group of interns would be working hands on in. We were bringing them in for the landscape, administration, and graphic design teams. Jasper headed the GD team, so his participation in choosing those final two interns was vital.

My stomach was rumbling even louder as I put together the portfolios of the top six applicants for each department into my briefcase. I was ready to go and went to grab Jasper so we could head out.

Once we were in the car, I pulled my tie off and undid the top button of my shirt before running my fingers through my hair. The stress of the day was getting to me, and it was only Tuesday. Or maybe the little green monster wasn't so little anymore.

"Dude, what's up with you?" Jasper asked, glancing at me before turning his eyes back to the road.

Not wanting to elaborate on the fact that I was losing my mind and jealous of him, I said, "I just didn't sleep well last night. I'm also starving. I had breakfast with Dad at six this morning and was in the office before seven." I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes before continuing. "Someone has to make sure everything is copasetic while you're busy with wedding stuff."

Oh yeah, the green eyed monster had reached full-on Hulk status.

"I'm going to pretend you did not just get all snippy with me. I'm sorry if you feel that my wedding is interrupting the status quo of the office, but I will not apologize for my happiness," he responded harshly before asking, "What crawled up your ass this morning?"

Do I have my acceptance speech ready for the biggest douchebag award ready?

"Fuck, man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it the way it sounded. I am so fucking jealous of you right now, it's not even funny," I said. "Alice is a great girl—a little hyper, but still a great girl, and I just want that too. I know she's out there for me, but I'm just over all the fake women out there who have no goal in life other than becoming a trophy wife."

He sat quietly as I continued. "I want a woman who has her own career and ambition to go places in life. I want a woman who wants a house full of kids and doesn't care if her skin gets marred by the babies she carries, because I won't. I want a woman I can share all of the highs and lows in life with because without that, things would become even more monotonous than they are starting to become. The bottom line is I want what my parents have, what Em and Rose have, and what you and Alice are going to have. It's just so Goddamn lonely being the fifth wheel with all of you."

I was so busy ranting that I hadn't even realized he had parked the car already. I was feeling like a girl with all the bitching I just unloaded on Jasper.

"I'm sorry that you're feeling this way, man," he said sincerely. "I'm not saying this because I'm trying to set you up or anything like that, but Bella, Alice's sister—who she hasn't stopped talking about by the way—is also single, so while you're doing all the wedding things with me you'll have someone in the same boat as you."

"Thanks," I said condescendingly. "That makes me feel so much better."

"That's not what I meant and you know it." His accent became more pronounced as he became more agitated. "I'd like to be able to say I understand, but I can't. I want you to find that special lady too. But until that day finally happens, and I know it will, pull the horn out of your ass before I kick in further and puncture something."

I laughed at the picture that formed in my head. "You're right, Texas. I know she's out there, and I just have to wait for her to appear. Let's go eat. I feel like I could eat your horse!"

We headed toward the Mexican restaurant we loved. Jasper starting talking about what Alice wanted him to get for her while we were here before he picked her up from the airport.

I felt her before I saw her. Like a dream, she was there was again, and even though Jasper was still talking, I had no idea what he was saying because I was lost in the beauty of her pink cheeks. She must have been embarrassed about something because besides the blush on her cheeks, her eyes were cast down toward the table. Oh, how I wished she would just look up so I could see her eyes. I needed the confirmation that I wasn't losing my mind, and decided to ask Jasper if he saw her too, but before I could, he was guiding me into the restaurant.

I had to act fast and see if she was really here. I then realized that I'd left the files we were going to be discussing in the car. It was the perfect excuse to catch her without Jasper questioning me, especially after the conversation we'd just had in the car.

"Hey, I left my briefcase in your car. Can I get your keys to go grab it?" I asked in a rush while he was dealing with the hostess. I wanted to catch her before she disappeared again—if she was even really there at all.

I rushed out of the restaurant and went searching for her in the food court, but she had vanished just like last night. Defeated, I retrieved my briefcase from the car and went back into the restaurant. I wasn't even hungry anymore, but knew I had to force some food down to keep Jasper from noticing how morose I'd become. Focusing on the interns would hopefully keep me distracted.

It was a little after one o'clock when we finished all of our work. We headed to the Things Remembered store to pick up the items that Alice had ordered that were finally finished. With our task completed, Jasper dropped me off at the office before he left for the day. He was meeting Alice's sister for the first time this afternoon.

Now that I was back in my office, I typed up the final letters of recommendations for the three interns who we would not be hiring. They were fantastic people and had bright futures ahead of them, but we could only hire one new person in each of the departments. I emailed Emily to set up appointments with Alec, Lauren, and Jacob for Thursday afternoon for their formal reviews.

With that task finished, I set to work on the model home designs for the new subdivision we would be beginning in January of next year. The land had been purchased, zoned, and was in the process of being leveled for the sites to be sized. The designs needed to be finalized for all permits to be requested and utilities to be brought in. I was so engrossed in the blue prints and drawings that I hadn't realized it was already dark outside. Designing houses had always comforted me and I loved the whole process of helping people achieve their dream homes.

I knew Mom would notice my gloomy look as soon as she saw me, so I called her to let her know that I wouldn't make it home for dinner. She would also detect any change in my voice and focused on sounding upbeat as we talked. I was letting her believe it was about work that I needed to focus on, but really, I just couldn't face her right now. She mentioned that she was having a girls' night with Alice and her sister but would leave me a plate in the fridge to heat up when I got home. That was just another thing I was happy to miss out on—putting on a cheerful face for the bride-to-be.

With the phone call finished, I put the final touches on the blue prints and took them to Sam's office so he could start the long process of acquiring the proper permits.

Since I was choosing to miss a family dinner, I wanted to finish the revisions for the Volturi project. We had never taken on hotel remodels or a project of this magnitude. The proposal needed to be as accurate as possible if this was to become a new and hopefully thriving business venture for us. With seven hundred rooms, forty suites, and two penthouses, it was the largest project we will have done so far.

It was just after eight when I emailed the final draft to Rose for review. I was hungry and tired, so I decided to head out for the evening. There was nothing else that couldn't wait until tomorrow.

I heard women giggling in the theater room when I got home, and I shook my head. Avoiding them at all cost was my first goal. I was sure they were watching a chick flick and downing a few girly drinks. I headed into the kitchen for the leftovers Mom promised me. I heated the plate and went up to my room. I decided to take a shower after I was done to wash away the defeat of the day.

Before dozing off, I decided that I was going to believe in the impossible. She had to exist if I've seen her twice. I wasn't going to let her vanish into thin air. If—no, when—I see her a third time, I was going to grab her and never let her go.

I knew for some, love was a slow growing ember that needed to be tended for the fire to build, but for others like the Cullen men, it was an instantaneous flame that latched on to every fiber in our being like an uncontained wild fire burning out of control.

The bottom line was, I was the lucky one who would get to marry the girl of his dreams when she appeared again.

Once I asked, of course.

Have a great weekend everyone! I know I will since it's my birthday weekend! If you want to, let me know what you think of Edward's POV!