A/N: Hey guys, this is a newer version of Edward Cullen Shall Fall In Love… I wanted to correct a lot of grammatical errors that I've seen. Anyways, review, and check out my Banging the Best Friend Challenge! [Link is on my profile]
Edward Cullen Shall fall in love
Chapter One: Saying it is one thing, doing it, well, yeah.
New school, new people, new home. Not exactly my idea of fun. However, I really have no reason to complain. Moving in with my dad was entirely my idea; and my idea alone. I was tired of moving along with my mom every single time she met another man. I always did it though, because I loved her. And now, she had finally settled down. And, because I love her, I wanted to give her some privacy. So, her I am, moving in with my slightly odd father.
I think my parents were equally shocked when I announced to my mother my decision. Probably because even when I was little, and had no concept of where I actually was, I refused to go to Forks. Threw tantrums, ran away, etc. And now? Well, I was going with out any complaints. At least not any verbal ones.
So here I was, staring up at my father's small two-story home. I watched him as he pulled my suitcases, filled with my few possessions, from the trunk of his cop car. Yep, that's right. To me, he's dad, to everyone else in this dinky town, he was Chief Swan. And I, since my father is notorious for talking, was known as Isabella Swan. I sighed, and followed my father through the house, up to my familiar bedroom, a soft blue, adorned with yellowed white curtains, and wooden floors. I thanked him as he set down my suitcases. He gave me one of his crinkly eyed smiles, and I couldn't help but grin back.
"So…" He drew in a big gulp of air, nervously running his hand through his thinning hair.
"So…" I sighed, plopping on the bed, a bit uncomfortable still.
"I have a present for you. It should be arriving-" I heard the crunch of gravel and a loud rumbling engine. "Ah, never mind. Look outside."
I got up instantly to look out the window. There was a red, rusty, truck, with huge cabs. It looked ancient, and I loved it. I hugged Charlie tightly in a suprising burst of affection. "I love it! Thank you!" I exclaimed, pressing my face to the window like a two year old at a toy store.
He blushed, embarrassed, but returned my hug stiffly. "You're welcome. I didn't want you to have to feel obligated to be stuck in the house, or always ride with me in the cop car."
"Thanks." I smiled, getting a warming feeling in my chest. It was nice to know he thought of my feelings. I smiled genuinely again, something I didn't do often around him. "I'm kind of tired." I faked a yawn. "I'm gonna try to sleep off this jet lag before tomorrow. You know… First day of school. Well… for me at least."
Charlie nodded, leaned over, and gave me an awkward one armed hug, giving me a long stare before walking out and shutting the door behind him. I stare outside at the gloomy, darkening sky, listening to the pitter patter of the rain hitting the roof. I let a single pity tear escape, but wiped it away quickly.
Hours later, when my head hit the pillow; I began the real waterworks, crying as hard as the rain was hitting the window. It wasn't until the early hours of the next morning did I finally fall asleep.
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I awoke to the buzz of my alarm clock early on Monday morning, and I shook my head, trying to rid myself of the exhaustion that consumed my body. I groaned and looked out the window, trying to convince myself it really was morning. The sky was bleak and depressing, the overcast making me feel grey and fuzzy, just like the sky.
I slowly dressed myself into something new, skinny jeans and a navy blue t-shirt. I shoved my feet into my black combat boots and then hurriedly ran to brush my teeth once I saw the time.
When I finally walked downstairs, Charlie was gone, meaning I was running late from what I originally planned on. I opened the fridge, pulling out milk, and a banana off the counter. I had looked around for cereal or something more filling the previous night, but Charlie had nothing suitable for a growing teen. I mostly saw a variety of red meats, and starchy things like potatoes. That was it. The basics too; like bread, eggs, and butter, but no real food. I sighed, making a mental note to go grocery shopping tonight or tomorrow.
The sound of my truck's loud engine startled me as I started the car and pulled from the driveway. I found the high school easily, thank God. I parked, ignoring the stares, and walked towards where I thought was the office. I was correct, luckily, and nervously walked up to the lady.
"Hi, I'm Isabella Swan." I bit my lower lip.
"Oh, goodness. The town has heard a lot about you in the past month or so!" She exclaimed as she smiled broadly. "Here's your schedule." I reached out for it as she pulled it out from underneath a stack of colorful flyers. "There's also a map in there, and some other little tidbits that you'll need. Good luck." She smiled again, turning back to her computer, her brightly colored acrylic nails clicking loudly as she typed.
I walked slowly from the office, confused that she hadn't given me more information. But really, I was dreading homeroom. I wasn't late or anything, but I was panicked nevertheless.
Homeroom wasn't terrible, but it was… different. I kept getting stares, and the teacher made me introduce myself. The fact that I tripped over my own feet as I made my way towards the only empty seat only made it worse.
The rest of the day passed by quickly. I met a few people, like, Jessica, Lauren, and Mike (who were considerably the most obnoxious people to exist) so I at least had someone to sit with at lunch. But nothing was truly interesting until gym.
I hate gym, because I'm not athletically inclined at all. I'm the clumsiest person alive. But of course, no one knew that, so I got a lot of offers for me to be a partner. I went with the friendliest one of them all, Alice.
She was tiny, pixielike, and thin in the extreme. But she had a sort of softness to her, like curves. Her hair was black, and fashionably cut into a sleek bob. She smiled and introduced herself. She talked a lot, so I pretty much knew her entire life story within ten minutes. She was Alice Cullen, and lived with her Aunt Esme and Uncle Carlisle on the outskirts of town. She didn't remember her real parents, who had died at a young age. She had two cousins (who she considered brothers), Edward and Emmett, who also went here. She seemed surprised when I said I didn't know who they were. Alice giggled, and told me "I would find out soon. Very soon." I made to question it, but I stopped myself. Alice was pretty, and seemed popular. I would do well with a friend like her, hopefully. So, I kept quiet and listened, only talking when she asked me a question.
After a while, Coach Burks blew his whistle. Every stopped walking around the gym and headed for the locker room. "Hey, I know this is kind of forward, since I just met you, but why don't you come over? I'm having a few selected people over, and you should come too. Meet the fam." She said casually. She winked when she said that, and I almost questioned why she wanted me to meet her brother so bad, but I stopped myself, nodding in agreement.
"I can follow you in my truck."
"Sure thing." She smiled widely, exposing her bright white teeth. We finished changing, and we walked to the parking lot. When I saw her car, my jaw dropped. My truck was rust compared to this. She slid into a canary yellow Mercedes Benz.
"This is your car?" I asked, shock evident in my voice.
"Yeah. I know its flashy, but I love yellow. I had it specially painted. It's a E350…" She trailed off. "I wanted a Porsche Boxster S, but my Uncle Carlisle said that would have to wait until after graduation."
"Wow." I said. It seemed like she was bragging, but she was so… Sweet… That the confession was humble. "Okay then. I'm betting your house is even better?"
"Nah. The car was just a gift from my Uncle Carlisle. Nothing special." Despite her nonchalant tone, I suspected she was just being modest. And I was right.
My truck pulled into her driveway behind her BMW, and I gasped. Her house was beautiful. It had enormous glass paneling, with a soft cherry colored wood edging. I followed her inside, tripping several times over the rich Persian carpets.
She just giggled at my expression and pulled me into her living room. There was several people situated there, and immediately I was jealous. They were just… pretty, something I would never be.
"Bella. This is Rosalie." A blonde haired girl, with full pink lips, and big blue eyes, with a perfect figure, looked up from the TV and gave me a nod. "And this is Angela." Alice smiled, pointing to a girl beside Rosalie. She had layered light brown hair, with an occasional caramel streak here and there. She had bright green eyes, and a pretty smile.
"Hi Bella." Angela called. "We have a class together, right?"
I nodded, giving her a timid smile.
"And this is my Aunt Esme." I looked at the woman perched on the arm of the white leather loveseat. She was much too young to be an Aunt. She didn't look a day over twenty-five. Her hair was a soft caramel, with big blue eyes. She had a models physique, tall and slender.
"Bella. Nice to meet you. Did you just move here?" She smiled warmly, very motherly.
"Yes." I nodded shyly, feeling less threatened.
"Well good. I'm glad you've befriended Alice." Esme smiled again.
Alice tapped me. "You'll meet the boys later. So, just for future reference, Jasper and Rose are brother and sister. Jazz and I date, and Rosalie and Emmett date. They're off limits." She grinned teasingly. "And, Edward is… well Edward. He dates around, uh, a lot."
I smiled, sort of overwhelmed by all the information I had gathered today. "Oh okay."
"I have something to ask you though. Something… Yeah. Rose, Ang!" Alice called. They looked up. "Remember… that thing... that we um… planned?" They looked confused momentarily, then jumped up, and followed Alice and I upstairs. Now this… this was confusing.
Alice shut her bedroom door behind her. I barely had time to look at the richly decorated room before I was yanked down onto the bed.
"We have a proposition for you." Alice said slowly, examining my face. She continued when I made no objections. "Okay, well… My brother is a player. And I bet him that one day, there would be a girl that he would fall in love with, and that girl would break his heart. He just laughed at me. But really, so far, he just goes through the girls, one by one, never finding love. And I want love for my brother, but I also want to prove him wrong. Will you help us? I mean... win the bet? I really don't want to lose."
"Okay…" I said slowly. "But… But, exactly what do I have to do with this?"
Alice's eyes shined, probably because I didn't reject… yet. "We..." She motioned to her, Rosalie, and Angela. "Want to win the wager. So… we need you to be the girl. The perfect girl that Edward can fall in love with. And I mean… In love love. Like, no cheating on you kind of love, like no other girls in love. I want to make him whipped." Her tone was sort of pleading.
My eyes widened. "Me?" I yelled, panicked. "No. No. No! Not me! I-I- I can't!"
"Chill." Rosalie spoke for the first time. "Sure, you know nothing, but we," She pointed to Alice, herself, and Angela, "Have known him for ever. We all grew up together. So, combine us all together. Alice, his sister. Angela, one of his ex's, and myself, his brother's girlfriend, and lifelong friend, we can make you into anything, therefore, making him putty in your hands."
"I don't know." I said slowly. This was… weird.
"Sure, but we know. We know what makes him tick, what he loves, what he does to girls. We know it all… and we'll share it with you. We'll help you. And then, when he's head over heels whipped, we'll yank it out from under him, and tell him that we won the bet."
"Why would you hurt him like that?" I asked, trying to hide my surprise.
"It won't!" Alice said, laughing. "He'll bounce back. That's why its fun. The whole thing is to win the bet, k?"
I thought for a second. Isn't this what I wanted? Friends? And here they were. Perfect friends. Nice and popular. Surely, that was good. All I had to do was this one little favor, no matter how unethical it was, and I was in. "Okay… I'll do it." I sighed.
"Yes!" All of them screamed, punching the air. "Okay. Now… this is how it's gonna work."
I listened carefully while they told me about him. Then Alice shrieked when she saw the time. "Shit! They're gonna be home soon. Oh my gosh. Bella, is there any way we could crash at your house for a couple hours while we finish telling you? I don't want Edward to see you. It could ruin everything."
"Um. Okay. But I'm just warning you… it's a bit… well a lot smaller than you're used to."
"Your worrying about that?" Alice laughed. "Well don't." She smiled.
"Okay. Well then, c'mon. My dad won't mind. He'll probably be pleased. Even though it's a school night, he might even let you spend the night." I joked. Bad idea.
"Really? Oh my Kashi Go Lean! That would be fab-u-lous!" Alice screamed. "That way we can prepare you for tomorrow."
"Seriously? It's a school night." I replied.
"Yeah! C'mon!" Alice did another Jersey Shore fist pump.
"Alright… I'm sure my dad won't say no." I said uncertainly.
Alice jumped up and ran into her closet, throwing things into a bag. "Um. Wait. Can I call my dad first?"
"Sure." Alice pulled her phone from her jeans pocket, since I had no clue where mine was, and handed it to me.
It rang twice before anyone at the station answered. "Chief Swan speaking."
"Hey dad." I said quietly.
"Bells!" He exclaimed. "What's wrong?" Worry was laced in his voice.
"Uhm. Nothing. I was wondering though… if I could have some friends come over to spend the night."
"It's a school night Bella." Charlie replied.
"I know. But I don't exactly have a bedtime. And we'd be quiet. Promise." I begged. "I'm seventeen Ch- Dad."
"Fine." He sighed. "It's alright. I won't be home until late. I'm working part of the night shift then going over Billy's to watch the game and have dinner. You girls have fun. Not too much though. I'm glad you're making friends, Bells." He chuckled. "Alright, I'm gonna have to let you go. Semi emergency by the diner."
"Thanks Charlie. Uh, Dad. Really, I appreciate it." I laughed, then hung up.
I went to give a thumbs up to Alice, but when I turned, she wasn't there. Rosalie and Angela gave me tentative smiles.
"Were you guys coming to?" I asked nervously.
"If you'll have us." They replied.
"Sure… Just know, my house is nothing compared to this." I smiled sheepishly.
"No problem. Rosalie and Jasper's house is like this, but not mine. I'm normal." Angela said. She looked at Rosalie's expression and laughed. "Just kidding."
A minute later, Alice emerged from her closet, lugging three or four huge suitcases. "Um?" I questioned.
"Well… Rosalie and Angela keep stuff here. You look about Angela's size, a four, correct?"
I nodded. "Good, because she refuses to keep all the clothes I get her, so you can share. They're all new." Alice grinned.
"Okay." I said uncomfortably. "But what else do you have?"
"Silly silly! It's beautifying supplies dahling!" Alice giggled then started yanking the suitcases toward the door. "C'mon people. We've got to move! The boys will be home in about fifteen minutes."
We all grabbed a suitcase and helped Alice downstairs, and outside. Alice went inside momentarily to tell Esme where she was going, then we were off. We each had our own separate cars, so everyone followed me to my house.
I unlocked to door, and let them in. "Well, this is it." I laughed.
"It's cute!" Alice squealed. "But, c'mon. Time to beautify you!"
"Wait? Aren't you guys hungry?" I said.
"Yeah. Food would be good." Angela said, rubbing her stomach.
"'Kay." I grinned. "Um, well, there really isn't food here. How about takeout?" I picked up the phone book resting on the far side of the counter.
"Chinese!" They all yelled in unison.
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Eating was a quick event, and soon I found myself subject to Alice, Rosalie, and Angela's expertise in makeup and beyond. They shoved me into the shower, telling me to avoid washing my hair so they could color it. I sighed, and said nothing. Hey, they looked great, so maybe I would too.
So, I was Bella Barbie for a total of five hours.
And when I turned, I was unprepared for the sight before me. I was… I was… Barbie.
My hair wasn't flat anymore. It was curled beautifully and looked professional. When I looked closer, I realized it no longer was just dark brown; it was softer and had a reddish hint to it.
I could actually see that I had eyebrows, not some furry road kill on my forehead. My makeup was done, and I almost cried in satisfaction.
"You like?" Alice grinned.
"Yeah." I mumbled, too busy checking myself out.
Then, right after they were done, they started taking the makeup off.
"Hey." Alice said when I complained. "You don't want you pores to clog, do you? We'll just wake you up really early tomorrow and repeat the process."
I groaned, but smiled to myself. Having friends was nice…
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The next morning came quickly, and soon I was dressed and beautified again. True, I was tired, by my eyes didn't show it.
I was dressed in an extremely tight pair of jeans, and a tank top with: Fork's High Cheer Team emblazoned on the front. Yes, that's right. Rosalie, captain of the cheer squad, put me on the team. Apparently Edward has a thing for cheerleaders.
My hair was down and flowing, but in soft boho waves today. And once again, my makeup was flawless. My nails were painted shockingly bright pink, and would shine every time they caught light.
We drove to school in separate cars, just making it on time. Instead of homeroom, I had cheer practice and went with Alice, Rosalie, and Angela. They showed me a simple routine, and I tried to memorize it while trying to memorize the plan for today. Edward would see me today when he came in from jogging, as he always did during homeroom. Sure enough, the football team came running into the gym, sweaty and loud.
I stood away from Rosalie and Alice, like I was supposed to, talking to Angela. But I could hear they're conversation.
"What's up?" I heard Edward say to Alice.
"Ah, nothing. Trying to teach the new cheerleader some moves."
"New Cheerleader?" He looked up and laid eyes on me. "She's hot." He turned to Alice.
She laughed. "Don't even try it. She's not your type. She doesn't go for highschool boys. She's into the college type." She laughed again.
"We'll see about that." He called behind him, then approached me.
"Hey, I'm Edward Cullen." He grinned at me. He really did look awfully sexy sweaty. And he had a really nice smile. And those eyes… Ugh.
I waited several moments before replying, like the girls had instructed me to. "Nice. I'm Bella."
"Well, I've got to run, but I'll see you at lunch. You know… We can eat together." He flashed another boyish grin, his eyes sparkling.
One. Two. Three. "Maybe." With that I turned and walked away, flipping my hair over my shoulder.