A/N: I've been wanting to write this one for a while now. I think its cute, very short too!

Summary: Bella Swan stops at the grocery store on the way home from school, to stop and buy a few things for Charlie's dinner, when she finds herself meeting a very handsome boy stocking shelves.

Rating: K

Characters: All Human

POV: Bella Swan

My Grocery List

"I can do this, I lied feebly to myself. No one was going to bite me." -Bella Swan

I stared down at my list. Steak, seasoning, milk, eggs. The usual that went into Charlie's dinners. I sighed. Mine as well get this over with. It was cloudy and cold, and I just wanted to go home, and warm up.

I hopped out of my truck, and slammed the door to a close, causing little sparks of rust to drop onto the black pavement. I loved my truck. I've only been in Forks for about a week now. Sure I made friends.. Alice Brandon, Angela Weber, Emmett McCarthy- who by the way was the biggest guy I've ever met, but a total teddy bear underneath it all. (Don't tell him I said that) But in the end, I still had some things to get used to. I mean I went from Phoenix, Arizona to Forks, Washington. That's a big move, and alot to take in.

I walked through the doors, grabbing a basket on the way in. Steak.. steak. I walked hurriedly through the aisles towards the meat section. I snuggled into my sweatshirt, as I browsed through. Charlie was picky when it came to his steak..

When I found the right kind, I set two packages into my basket and moved along after I checked it off my list. I cradled the basket on my forearm walking about the emptied store. Although I've been here once or twice, I never remembered it to be so.. so quiet, and empty. I guess that was a good thing. I wouldn't be stuck in the grocery line.

The next aisle was seasoning, my next stop. I walked slowly down the aisle browsing along, despite my hurry. I glanced over towards the different colors of spice bottles as I walked along. Further up the long aisle I saw a boy stocking shelves. I went to look away and continue my shopping- but something about him caught my eye. I glanced over at him. This boy had bronze hair, wild bronze hair; I liked it. From what I could see he was very muscular as well, reaching high up on the shelves, flexing his forearm muscles. He must've caught my stare because he turned and looked at me. I couldn't quickly look away, instead I held his gaze. Such beautiful pale skin, and with my good eye sight, I was able to make out his eye color. Green.

I felt the heat rush to my face, and quickly looked away. Geez Bella! Focus! Charlie get's cranky when he's hungry! I snapped at myself. I focused back on my task. It took me about a good five minutes to find the one brand Charlie liked, and I hated it. The boy made his way closer down the aisle as he worked, he was within ten feet of me now. Ugh.

AH- there it was. Of course with all the luck I had, it was on one of the higher shelves. I sighed, and got on my toes, and reached for the seasoning, but it wasn't working. I felt my fingers linger on the shelf, but felt no bottle.

"Excuse me, miss?" I heard the most angelic voice ever. Oh God, please don't let it be him. Please, please. I slowly pulled away, and got back flat on my feet, and turned. I think I heard myself gasp, he was even more beautiful up close. He smiled a crooked smile- that I instantly fell in love with. "Would you like some help?" He chuckled. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out except a croak. My eyes were lost in his green orbs, and all I was able to find myself do, was nod.

He winked at me, and reached passed me. His large, stone arm brushed against my shoulders. He smelt so good, it was intoxicating, I loved it. "Which bottle did you want? The red or green one?" He asked. "Red, please." He nodded and jumped back down with almost no effort, and passed the bottle to me. "Wow.." I said breathlessly. "Thanks." I threw the bottle into the basket. It seemed like everything was forgotten. My name.. dinner.. Charlie..

My eyes lingered longer than necessary against his stone, hard chest. I fought my hands to stay at my sides, they just want to reach out and touch. Isabella Swan! I scolded myself. I sighed and looked down, but dared to peek up passed my eyelashes. His name-tag said Edward. Perfect name.. for the perfect guy. "So.." He smiled that favorite smile of mine. "Your Isabella Swan, aren't you?" He chuckled. "Bella." I smiled. He raised his eyebrows, and smiled sweetly. "Bella; makes sense for a beautiful girl." I felt my cell phone vibrate in my coat pocket. "Excuse me." I looked down on it, and sighed. Thankfully it was only my alarm. Charlie would be home in a half hour, and I was still here in the grocery store oogeling over a Greek God.

"I have to get going.. I'm cooking Charlie dinner." I said, most likely he already knew whats to know about me. Edward already knew my name right on the spot. He frowned slightly. "Alright.. well I guess I'll see you around." You have no idea. I thought. "Goodbye, and thanks for the help." I smiled as I walked away. "Bella?" He called out. I smiled to myself and turned around.

Edward jogged up to me, grinning. "Would it be out of reach to ask for your phone number?"

Well that certainly wasn't on my grocery list.