Hi there, people! This is my first Twilight fanfiction. Please review. Flames are accepted but not preferred! heh heh.


Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
Chapter 1

"Bella, darling, would you please speed it up in there? We're going to be late for school," I heard Edward call through the bathroom door. Edward had invited me to stay with him until my father got back from his vacation to New York. He would be gone for the next three weeks.

"Okay, I'm ready," I said, opening the door. I clumsily stumbled out of the bathroom, and Edward caught me before I could fall, as usual. My face smacked against his perfect chest and I took in his scent. God, he smelt so good. . .

"Be careful, Isabella," Edward whispered into my hair.

I loved the way he pronounced my full name. I looked up and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "You don't have to worry about me," I told him.

"Oh, yes, of course I don't. Never," Edward replied sarcastically. "Come on, I don't want to be late." He lifted me off the ground and brought me downstairs.

"Have a good day at school!" Esme called after us as Edward carried me out the door and to the car.

Just like I didn't bother protesting to Edward carrying me anymore, I also didn't bother protesting to him driving. I knew it would never work, so I might as well just save my breath. I was almost getting used to Edward's maniac driving, anyway, since we always do everything together now. . .

"So, I'm guessing everyone took Rosalie's BMW today?" I asked as Edward genlty placed me into the passager's seat.

He was sitting next to me and starting the car almost immediately. "Yes. Once they noticed how long you were taking, they realized that they didn't want to be late." He laughed and turned to face me so he could cup my face in his hand. His eyes were dazzling.

"But don't worry, Bella. I'll always wait for you, no matter what." He leaned in slowly to kiss me. I was staring into his golden topaz eyes, and if I wasn't so mesmerized I would have leaned in too, to meet his lips faster.

Edward's lips finally touched mine, very gently. Then, he deepened the kiss, but pulled back shortly. Both of us looked at each other, and then at the stirring wheel, noticing that now we would be really late. Edward began to drive at 110 MPH, neither of us saying a word. Edward was the first to break the silence.

"So, are you in the mood to do anything tonight?" He glanced over at me.

"Um. . . sure, why not?" I replied. "Why don't we go to our meadow? We haven't been there in a while."

"Whatever you want, my sweet Isabella," Edward replied reaching over to cover my hand with his.

I almost stopped breathing again. God, just the way he says my name is just perfect. Everything about him is just perfect. . .

We arrived at the school shortly. Of course, we weren't really that late, but we walked swiftly to our first class. Edward had recently gotten his schedule changed to match mine as best he could, although not all of our classes were the same.

Our first class was Literature. It was boring, as usual. The teacher was so dull, but luckily he never noticed when people weren't paying much attention to his lectures on Shakespeare and Edgar Allen Poe. Edward and I occasionally steal glances at each other. When he met my eyes, I looked away quickly only to hear him chuckle quietly under his breath. Then, he inched his chair over closer to mine so they were touching, and he held my hand under the table making little circles on the top of my hand with his thumb.

God, he was so perfect. He always did exactly the right things, at exactly the right times. I love him so much. . .

I leaned my head on his shoulder and whispered, "I love you, Edward."

He looked down at me and smiled, saying, "I love you too, sweet Bella."

The bell signaling the end of class rang suddenly, surprising both of us. Everyone collected their books and scurried out of the classroom, leaving me and Edward as the last two, since I was so slow of course.

'I'll always wait for you, no matter what.' I thought of Edward's line from before as I saw him waiting patiently for me by the door. The thought that he would wait for me forever made me smile.

I rushed over to him with my books and nearly tripped over myself, but I managed to catch my balance. I noticed Edward's outstretched arms, there in case I did fall, and I gave him a loving smile. He returned it with that crooked smile of his that helped me forget to breath. I gasped, still staring into those beautiful eyes. He laughed outright at this and said,"Am I dazzling you again?" All I could do was nod, and Edward started walking me to my next class.

Edward had his arm around my waist the whole way to my next class. We were getting stares from both boys and girls alike, and from the way Edward kept tightening his grip on me, I was guessing that he didn't like what some of them were thinking about me.

"You know, some of those girls are really jealous of you, Bella," Edward told me.

"Yeah, I wonder why?" I replied looking up into Edward's eyes.

"Well, some of them can be really mean," he added, almost growling.

It's okay, Edward. I'm fine. I don't need them when I have you!" I went up on my tip-toes to kiss him on the cheek. But Edward wanted more than that. He stopped just before we got to the classroom and bent down to kiss me passionately on the mouth.

Thank God for his tight grip around my waist. . .

Edward pulled back and we noticed that we were getting even more stares than before. Some people had even stopped walking as if it were some kind of show. I was blushing like mad, now.

Obviously Edward heard even more rude thoughts, because he quickly pushed me inside the Trig classroom, and stalked off to his History class.

I took my normal seat next to Jessica.

"What was all the commotion about outside?" she asked curiously.

Now I was blushing even more than I ever thought possible. It was nothing important," I told her, opening my book to last night's homework.