A/N: Hey, guys! I'm so excited for you to read the next chapter of the story. The point of view will change every chapter. Here is Edward's! Let me know what you guys think, and thanks so much to the ones that have showed my story any type of love. I appreciate it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight :((((((

EPOV:

"Edward, time for dinner," my mother, Esme, called from somewhere downstairs. I paused the music that was playing on my laptop and headed downstairs, smelling pasta. My stomach grumbled loudly in fierce agreement.

I took my seat at the table before digging into my meal. I almost moaned at the taste. Mom never disappointed.

"How was school today, kids?" My father, Carlisle, asked from the head of the table as he loaded his bowl with salad. He was still wearing his navy blue scrubs, having just got home from his shift at the hospital.

"Good! I got a ninety-four on my Spanish quiz. And, I had the most amazing salad at lunch. Oh, and Jasper said I can take him to the mall this weekend and pick out his outfit for the homecoming dance. I'm so excited," my twin sister, Alice, babbled. She was always so giddy and happy. I never understood why, but she was. She found happiness in everything and anything. I wish I was like her.

I've been feeling ungrateful lately. I had a great life. Supporting family, wealth, friends and good grades. However, I wasn't happy. I should be, with the good life I have, but lately, I just wasn't. I felt… lonely.

"That's nice, sweetie. What about you, Edward?" Dad asked and looked at me.

"Good," was all I said. He sighed in frustration and continued eating.

My family noticed my unusual behavior lately, but haven't said anything. Occasionally they will ask me what is wrong, and I will say nothing, and the conversation will end. I could tell it hurt them that I was distant. But, I wasn't in the mood to be all happy like Alice. I just wanted to be to myself.

"Someone from school is coming over tomorrow to work on a project for history." I blurted out.

"Who?!" Alice asked excitedly.

"Bella Swan."

Alice clapped her hands, the sound bouncing off the walls. "She's in my trig class! We always say hi. She's so cute."

Alice wasn't wrong. Bella was cute. Her long brown locks framed around her face so beautifully. Her skin was pale and radiant, always looking immensely soft. And let's not forget her eyes. Her gorgeous chocolate-brown eyes.

Bella was so damn shy, and I never knew why. She had the potential to be someone popular, to have any guy she wanted. But, she never talked. I never saw her with anyone. It was even hard to talk to her at times. She always seemed sad and lost, and I never understood why.

After dinner, I climbed the stairs back up to my room and shut the door behind me. I was about to start brainstorming for a topic for the history assignment when my phone vibrated on the nightstand next to my bed.

Tanya Denali: Hey babe what r u doing?

I groaned out loud. Tanya was… overbearing. She seemed to think her and I were dating. She followed me around like a lost puppy and always called me names like "babe" or "sweetie." Just because we hooked up at a few parties when I was drunk out of my mind, does not mean we were dating. I didn't have the heart to tell her this, though.

Tanya wasn't ugly, but she was a bitch. She was one of the most popular girls in school, and she knew this. She let it go to her head. Her friends basically bowed down to her. Tanya had long blonde hair and blue eyes. She was tall and skinny and had curves in all the right places. But, she didn't have natural beauty. She wore a great amount of makeup to make herself look the way she does. I was beginning to suspect that her hair would fall out soon because of the amount of hair dye she pours onto it. She was utterly plastic.

I really wasn't in the mood to talk, so I typed something short, hoping she'd get the hint.

Homework

My phone vibrated again not even 30 seconds later.

What about later? U can come over… my parents wont b home until 10…

I almost laughed out loud. Why did she always want to fuck? It was rather annoying. She had no substance, at all.

I have a lot of work to do. Sorry.

Ok babe, let me know if u change ur mind

I placed my phone back on my nightstand, having no intentions of talking to anyone else for the night. I scanned through my history textbook, writing down some of the most popular aspects of WWII. Even though the project wasn't due for two weeks, I wanted to get started early and knock it out of the park. I decided to pick my phone back up and text Bella to ask her what topic she wanted to work on.

Hey, Bella. I was just brainstorming on possible topics for the project. Did you have anything in mind?

I placed my phone next to me, waiting for her to reply. As I waited, I listened to some music. Music always calmed me down and made me feel better. I always seemed to get lost in music. I hadn't realized forty minutes went by before Bella responded.

No. Anything is fine.

I scowled at my phone. I was kind of hoping she would pick the topic.

Okay. I'm debating on either Hitler, Auschwitz, or Pearl Harbor. Which one seems the best?

She replied about ten minutes later.

Hitler.

School the next day went the same as usual. The first five periods passed by in an annoying blur.

I walked into the cafeteria with Tanya following me helplessly. I rolled my eyes when she started asking me to come over tonight.

"I'm working on the history project tonight, Tanya," I told her as we waited in line in the cafeteria.

"Who's your partner again?"

"Bella Swan," I muttered as I grabbed a plate of chicken nuggets and placed them onto my tray.

"Ew," Tanya murmured under her breath.

I turned around and glared at her. "What do you mean, 'ew'?" I was so annoyed with her cruel and unnecessary behavior.

She rolled her eyes as if I was missing out on some obvious information. "You know what I mean. She's weird."

"What gives you a reason to say that? You don't know her. Why are you so rude to people?" I don't know what made me so angry, but Tanya was such a bitch. She had no right to talk about anyone that way, especially if she didn't know a thing about them.

"Whatever, Eddie. Call me later," she slid her perfectly manicured finger across my chest and waltzed away, violently shaking her hips, causing a lot of guys to look at her with lust in their eyes. I almost laughed out loud at them. She wasn't much to lust for. And, I absolutely loathed when she called me Eddie.

I plopped down at my table with Alice, her boyfriend, Jasper, Emmett McCarthy, and Rosalie Hale- Jasper's twin sister, whom was also Emmett's girlfriend. I think my friend choice was another reason I was so lonely. Don't get me wrong, I loved my friends, but they were all dating one another. I was a fifth wheel a good portion of the time. They tried hooking me up with different girls, but I wasn't interested. I wanted someone intelligent. Someone with substance and worth. Not a blond bimbo who was easy to get into bed with and difficult to have a conversation with.

"What's up, bro?" Emmett asked as I sat down in the chair next to him.

"Nothing," I mumbled.

"What's got your panties in a twist?" Jasper asked as he threw his arm around Alice's shoulder. She relaxed into his embrace, her eyes lighting up like the city that never sleeps at nighttime.

"Tanya's just annoying."

"Why?" Alice asked.

"She just thinks she can talk shit on everybody," I answered as I dipped a nugget into ketchup and popped it into my mouth.

"Who does she even think she is? She's disgusting," Rosalie pointed out as she took a sip of her water bottle.

"I know," I said.

Just like that, both couples were caught in their own little worlds. Emmett was whispering something into Rosalie's ear, causing her to giggle and blush. Alice was talking Jasper's ear off about the Homecoming dance that was in two weeks.

I fiddled with my hands in my lap. I never knew what to do when they did this. I found myself glancing around the cafeteria.

I watched all the students interact with one another, then I saw Bella. She was sitting alone at a table, scribbling furiously into a notebook. Her eyebrows were furrowed in concentration, her lips pursed in determination. She looked really focused on whatever she was doing. I wondered why she sat alone.

Some people enjoy sitting alone, I thought to myself as I turned back to my friends.

After lunch, I headed towards my locker. Tanya was, of course, waiting for me there. I said nothing to her as I opened my locker. I was still annoyed by how shallow she was acting at lunch.

"Are you still mad, babe?"

I grabbed my books and shut my locker, turning towards her with a scowl on my face.

"Why are you calling me that?"

She rolled her eyes. "Why can't I?" Her voice was whiny and pouty, attempting to sound cute. But it just annoyed the living hell out of me.

I pushed my way past her, not bothering to walk with her to history. I heard her yell "Eddie!" from somewhere down the hall, but I ignored her and walked faster. I have no idea how I was supposed to get rid of her. But I knew I had to, I was suddenly growing more annoyed than usual with her antics.

I walked into history and took my seat. Class was nothing but a bunch of note-taking. Before the bell rang, I made sure to stop Bella before she left, spotting her in her usual baggy, worn clothes.

"Hey, we're still on for tonight, right?" I asked after I made my way over to her desk.

She nodded and looked down, focusing her chocolate eyes on her hands that kept folding and unfolding nervously in her lap. I didn't understand why she did that. Why couldn't she just talk to me?

"Okay, I'll text you my address after school. If you happen to get lost, you can call me and I'll try to give you directions."

"Okay," she breathed so quietly I barely heard. I gave her a small smile before leaving the room.

I took a shower and did some other homework before Bella came over. I wondered if she was going to talk much tonight. Would she open up since it was just me and her, and not the rest of the school around to judge her? I hoped she would. I really wanted to get this project done soon.

I hopped out of the shower and checked my phone. It was 5:45 now and I had a text message from Bella waiting to be read on my phone.

I'm leaving my house now. See you soon.

She'd sent that five minutes ago. She should be here soon.

I changed into dark-washed jeans and a plain black T-shirt and did my best to tame my messy hair. Five minutes later, I sighed when I realized nothing was going to change. I ran my fingers through it one last time and headed downstairs.

"Is your friend on her way, son?" Dad asked as he flipped through the channels on the TV, sporting a pair of typical "Dad" flannel pajama pants.

"Yes."

"I made some snacks for you two to eat while you work. I hope she likes snicker doodles," Mom brought in a plate of the delicious cookies, the sweet smell filling my nostrils. I smiled kindly towards her. She was the sweetest woman in the world. I didn't deserve her graciousness.

A few minutes later a soft knock on the front door broke me out of my thoughts. Bella was standing outside, hiding behind her hair. She looked frustrated. Sad. Angry. It bothered me. Did she not want to be here? I mean I know homework is a pain in the ass, but I didn't think I was too bad of a partner.

"Hello, come on in," I tried to sound as nice as possible.

She hesitantly stepped inside. As I led her throughout my house, she looked around in awe. Her eyes darted all over the room, wide with amazement, I presumed. Our house was pretty grand. Mom made it look great when she had designed it.

"Hello, dear. I'm Esme, Edward's mother. It's so nice to meet you," Mom welcomed Bella, holding her hand out to shake it.

Bella smiled shyly and shook her hand. "Nice to meet you, too."

Mom handed Bella the plate of cookies. "I made you and Edward a snack. I hope you enjoy it! It's my secret recipe," Mom winked at Bella.

As Bella took the plate, she looked down at the cookies with sadness. I swear I heard a whimper come out of her throat and saw tears well in her eyes. She blinked rapidly and smiled at Mom in thanks, but it didn't reach her doe-like eyes.

"Hi, Bella!" Alice greeted as she bounced into the room, smiling kindly.

"Hello, Alice."

"Why don't we go upstairs and work in my room, Bella?" I suggested, deciding to save Bella before Alice tried to descend on her with talk of fashion and makeup. She nodded and followed me up to my room.

As I sat down on my bed, I noticed Bella curiously browsing through my music collection on my shelves.

"Debussy?" She pointed to a CD, catching me by surprise.

I felt my face grow hot in embarrassment. Nobody really knew about my love for the piano. Nobody expected Edward Cullen to be into such music. They probably expected me to have CD's of artists like Drake, or shit like that, like other kids my age. Yeah, right.

"Yeah, I love his work."

"Me, too," Bella muttered and toyed with the CD, running her fingers up and down the cover.

"You know him?" I was amazed. I never in my life thought I would meet someone my age who appreciated his music.

"Yeah," was all she muttered. She then picked up another CD. It was an old Rolling Stones CD.

"You like the Rolling Stones?"

I nodded. "Yeah, they're great. I love rock and alternative, even grungy shit, too. So much better than the shit they play these days about getting girls and money and sipping cough syrup. Older music is the best."

"I like it, too. Your Eminem collection is astounding, as well."

"Finally, someone that understands me!" I enthused, pumping my fists in the air in victory. She giggled softly and nodded. The sound was musical.

Okay. This girl had kick-ass taste in music. I grinned widely as she sat down on the other end of my bed, nervously glancing around the room before placing her backpack protectively by her side.

It was too quiet in here. I got up and played a mixtape I made of some of my favorite songs as background noise. Bella seemed to loosen up when she heard a Coldplay song. The muscles in her body seemed to relax and a small smile played on her lips.

"So, why don't we get started?' I suggested as I grabbed a cookie and offered it to her. She smiled a small smile and grabbed it before taking a small bite.

"Wow, these are good," she muttered as her head nodded to the beat of the music. I don't think she even noticed it, but I did.

My phone vibrated next to me. I glanced down at it.

Lauren Mallory: Heyy

I put my phone on silent and placed it on the nightstand. I wasn't in the mood for pathetic girls.

"So, what are your opinions on Hitler?" I asked as I grabbed my laptop and opened a word document. I was planning on writing a few key ideas down.

"He's a genius," she said, taking me by surprise. A genius? Adolf Hitler had killed 6 million Jews, and then some. How could she say he was a genius?

She must have noticed my confusion, because she added in a small voice "an evil genius. I mean, he was able to brainwash a whole entire country into following his ways and completely agreeing with his beliefs, even though they were twisted and horrible. Only someone smart can do that. He spoke with so much determination and passion, that people felt they had to follow him. He was brilliant, he just used his intelligence in a terrible way. He knew exactly how to use the weakness and devastation of Germany post World War One in his dictatorship."

I felt my eyes widen. I never really thought of it that way. I've never heard anyone claim Adolf Hitler as a genius. But, as Bella talked, I realized she was right. He was a genius.

"Okay, so we got something interested and unexpected to work with. Mr. Banner will definitely like that," I smiled in her direction. She blushed and looked down at her hands again while I was wondering why the sight of her porcelain skin blushing deep scarlet caused my mouth to water. I typed away on my laptop while Bella stayed silent, still glancing around my room.

"What are you thinking?" The words flew out of my mouth before I could even stop them. I mentally scolded myself for attempting to invade her thoughts. It was just that I usually could read people very well, but I couldn't with Bella.

She flushed tomato-red. "You just have a really nice house."

"Oh, well, thanks."

She nodded in return. I looked back down at my laptop.

"So, we should most likely start at the very beginning of Hitler's life, right?" I prompted.

"That's probably smart."

"Okay, I'll look up his birthdate and place," I suggested. Bella nodded in agreement and grabbed her history textbook from her backpack. She crossed her legs on my bed and nervously glanced towards the plate of cookies. She thought I didn't notice, but I did.

"You may have another one, Bella," I chuckled. She smiled shyly and hesitantly reached for the cookies.

"These are amazing."

We ended up finishing up three slides containing information on Hitler's early life. Around 7:15 PM, we decided three was enough for now. We made plans to work on the project again on Thursday.

"Well, I'll see tomorrow, Bella," I bid as I walked her to the front door. I almost laughed out loud when I saw her huge rusty truck in my driveway. The thought of tiny Bella driving that monster amused me.

"Bye, Edward. Thanks for having me over and being so kind."

"Of course," I breathed. She smiled and waved before heading out into the rainy night, pulling her hood over her head to protect her long curls from the evils of Mother Nature.

Next chapter up soon! Leave a review :)