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Chapter 3

BPOV

OK these boys seem kinda nice, oh who was I kidding. They were hot – all three of them – but Edward was something else. He was simply WOW!and I was captivated. He was a god, and from the smug look I was getting from him he knew it.

God this can't be possible, I'm wet just looking at him. How does he have such control over my body already. I also wouldn't be surprised if I was drooling. Bravo Bella, brilliant first impression.

I quickly spun around so as to avoid eye contact with him, just in case. That's it Bella, if you keep busy you will forget all about him and his amazing brothers. I opened the car door next to me and grabbed for a box on the seat when I noticed the writing on the other side of the box:

"WEIGHTS!! Bella DO NOT LIFT ALONE!! Be safe. Love Mum x"

I mouthed with a light smile appearing on my face and a runaway tear trickling down my cheek. "I love you too, Mum" I whispered.

Suddenly two hands appeared from my side and attempted to grab the handles of the box. I instantly slapped the hands away and jumped to the conclusion that who ever it was assumed that I was unable to lift a box. I didn't even realise who it was until I was already mid way through my anti-sexist rant. Oops! Edward is never going to speak to me ever again. Dam it!!

However I then noticed something that surprised me. A small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Maybe I hadn't ruined everything after all. I have to stop jumping to conclusions!!

Then he responded, and once again showed his god complex. He actually thought he could lift that box, on his own. Maybe it would be useful to take him down a peg or two, it would be good for him, in the long run. So I stepped aside to allow him a try.

He put his beautiful hands through the handles and I was almost sorry for the pain they where about to feel. Almost. He lifted the box. It was a whole three seconds before it crashed back down on the seat again. I couldn't help it, I had to laugh.

Edward turned and looked at me, clearly expected me to say something and there was no way I was going to disappoint. "So this is what Forks lads refer to as proving me wrong, because from where I am standing you're going to need help with that one". Hehe hehe. I couldn't stop giggling.

He responded by accepting defeat and wishing to know what the hell was in that box. I imagine he was secretly praying it wasn't something incredibly light like my underwear collection or cushions, etc. We organised ourselves on opposite sides of the box and grabbed the handles before I told him what was actually in the box.

As we lifted I answered his question, telling him this box we were lifting was full of my weight. He looked so surprised. Like I had just told him that Santa wasn't real or that just because a girl goes "yes!" doesn't mean that's the guys cue to finish. It took him a few minutes before he was able to form a coherent sentence.

"What's with the look? Are girls not allowed to lift weights in forks or something" I questioned with a smile on my face so he knew I was simply joking with him.

"Er...sorry... why do you need to lift weights?" Edward replied sheepishly. I was so sure about his tone so replied:

"Well looking at you, and your brothers, I'm guessing you are not strangers to weights. Why do you lift weights?". His face looked surprised and impressed by my response, however still puzzled at the overall concept.

"Well, we are all swimmers on the high school team.." he started,

"..we compete across the states..." he boasted,

"..we are actually rather good" he continued.

"OK, now you know our reason, what is yours? He questioned but I wasn't really listening. Something had just suddenly occurred to me.

"Wait, back up, are you trying to tell me your 'those Cullens'?" I asked, not believing my own question.

"Er 'those Cullens'?" he replied quizzically.

"Sorry, er, in New York last Spring, you each took first in your swims"

"Yes, but how do you know that?" he asked a little worried, praying that I didn't just confess to being his families own private stalker.

"I was there competing in the womens freestyle before hand and stuck around to watch the mens before my flight took off. I remember being fairly impressed actually, you all pulled relatively decent times" I stopped and slightly blushed as I realised I was starting to rant.

"Wow, really?, er thank you Bella. Does that mean you will be trying out for the team then? State championships are coming up. We could use you..... if you are any good of course."

Edward finished with a cocky yet humorous attitude.

"I came out of last season with four competition wins, and two competition records. Is that good enough for you?" I replied in a equally cocky manor.

Edwards eye brows went up and a smile appeared that reached his eyes.

"Well then I can't wait to see you swim. How about you come with me to school on Monday and I will show you about and get you set up to try out after lunch?"

My heart fluttered, did he just actually ask to see me again. In public. Wow, I think maybe I'm going to really like living in Forks.

EPOV

I couldn't believe it, she knew who I was, and even more amazingly she was impressed by what it was. This girl was so much better than all the girls I had grown up with and I had only known her half an hour. I wanted to be so close to her constantly, I wanted to be her friend, her protector and her lover and we had only just met. It felt like my head had turned to mush! This is insane. I can't possibly be thinking all of this, but I was. I wanted to be the one to show her forks the way I saw it, I wanted her to walk into school on Monday with me at her side and let every man in the world know that she was mine and off limits. I wanted so much and yet I had no right to. Oh but I couldn't help myself. I had to ask.

"sure, yeah, that would be great. Thank you Edward" she replied.

She said yes. I wanted to shout it from the roof tops and let my heart fly with the lullaby of her voice. She said Yes!

O dear God!!! What am I going to do about Rose!!!