Disclaimer: I don't own twilight...
Summary: Edward Cullen is just the average hot 23 year old guy. He's got friends, he loves football. His life is normal...Until he meets Isabella Swan. She lives a completely different life. She knows secrets that could ruin half the towns lives. She's been living in a world of crime her whole life. She's the daughter of the famous mobsters, Charles Swan and Renee Swan. Will Edward be able to look past her faults and see into the true her. The girl just looking for a way out.
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Edward's POV
My name is Edward Anthony Cullen. I'm twenty three years old. I have bronze hair, green eyes and I'm 6'2. My best friends are Emmett McCarty and Jasper Whitlock. They are both engaged to the loves of their lives. Em is engaged to Rosalie Hale and Jazz is engaged to Alice Brandon.
I was an only child. My mother had wanted more children but couldn't have any more after me. They always treasure what they have instead of dwelling on what happened. They got a dog and named him Jacob instead.
I met Em and Jazz when I was twelve. My family had just moved to Chicago and they were in my class. We were instant friends. From then on we did everything together, we were brothers. The only thing seperating us was blood. We went to high school together and we just graduated from Chicago University together. I was a Music teacher, Em was a football and basketball coach as well as the P.E. teacher and Jasper was a History teacher.
" So there's a new club that just opened up. Wanna go? Rosie and Ali are coming with us.", Emmett asks, unpacking his lunch.
" I don't know. The club isn't really my scene.", I shrug and take a bite out of my sandwich.
" C'mon! You'll have fun! Maybe you'll even get laid.", Jazz hits my shoulder.
" Fine, I'll go. Only 'cause you're basically forcing me into it.", I sighed. They high fived and grinned.
I got ready and tried to tame my hair. It never would stay in the right place. I put on my black button down and red skinny tie. I pulled on some black jeans and headed out the door. I made sure I had my wallet and a lot of cash. If I was going to drink, I needed to be able to get a cab. I pulled up to the club, Jazz, Em, Rose and Ali were all there waiting for me.
We danced, drank and drank some more. I was slightly buzzed but not majorly drunk. Ok I was majorly drunk. The only thing I even remembered was leaving the club with a girl. The most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Even through the fog of a hangover I can clearly remember what she looked like. Mohagany hair, brown doe eyes, pale skin...A movement at my side distracted me from my thoughts...
It was her...My dream girl...
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So what do you think? Should I continue? If so who's POV should be next?