I realized I forgot to put a disclaimer on the first chapter so here it is:

I, in no way, shape, or form, own Twilight or any of the characters that are recognizable in this story. Don't sue.

Ok, another thing, I did also forget to mention that this is an ALL HUMAN story, but only Bella is OOC. Edward is still pretty much the same Edward we know and love, he just has a heartbeat and blood pumping through his veins now. Oh, and of course he has mortality.

So without further adieu, I give you CHAPTER TWO!

Bella's POV (I think pretty much the whole story will be Bella's POV)

I woke up the next morning to the sun shining through my window. I threw my arm over my eyes and groaned as I remembered today was the day the movers were going to arrive with all our stuff. After a few minutes of trying to force myself back to sleep, I gave up with another groan and hoisted myself up off my mattress.

Yawning, I made my way over to my suitcase, which was still in its spot by my mattress, and took out a pair of my favorite jeans and a plain black shirt. I trudged in my bathroom and changed into my outfit and quickly splashed more water on my face, hoping it would wake me up.

After running a brush through my tangled hair, I went back to my room to deposit my pajamas back in my suitcase. I found my pair of tennis shoes I wore on the car trip here, and pulled them on my feet.

After getting dressed, I made my way downstairs, still yawning, and found my mom and Chase sitting on the island in the kitchen with a McDonald's bag on one end. My mom was eating her usual- an egg mcmuffin- and Chase was munching on a hashbrown, which made his fingers all greasy. My mom turned to me when she heard my approaching footsteps.

"Good morning, Bella. Your breakfast is in the bag. I got you your usual." She smiled at me.

"Thanks, Mom."

I pulled my sausage biscuit with egg and cheese out of the bag and unwrapped it.

"Bewwa! Hathbwow!" Chase gurgled with his mouth full of food. I couldn't help but smile at him.

"Yeah, Chase. I have one too. See?" I held up my own and he beamed.

I ate my breakfast in silence, too tired to really carry a conversation. When I was almost done with my biscuit, I saw Chase lean down and grab at my hashbrown, which he pulled out of the paper wrapper and brought up to his mouth.



My mom reached over and pulled it out of his hands right before it touched his lips. "Chase! No. This isn't yours. This is Bella's. You can't have it."

Chase pouted and his eyes looked like they were about to leak tears.

"No, Mom. It's ok, Chase can have my hashbrown. I'm not really that hungry anyway." Chase pasted a blinding smile on his face and held his hands out to my mother, who put the hashbrown right back in his grimy hands.

After finishing my biscuit, I picked up the Diet Coke my mom got me and started guzzling. Chase brushed his hands against each other before wiping them on his shorts.

"No Chase! Honey, use a napkin," my mom picked up a napkin and started to wipe his hands and face.

I looked out the window and saw the moving vans pull up outside. Chuckling, I made my way to the front door and called back to my mom, "Hey, the moving vans just pulled up. I'm going to go out there and help."

"All right, sweetie," she called as I shut the door behind me.

By the time I got outside, the van was stopped and the movers were pulling up the door on the back of the van. As I waited for them to pull some of the boxes out, I turned and saw my mother walk outside with Chase on her hip. She sat him down on the porch swing and gave him a book, even though Chase obviously couldn't read.

"Just sit here honey, and don't get in the way, ok?" Chase just opened the book in reply and held it upside down, studying it with an intense expression on his face.

Chase was pretty much a very chill kid. He never really caused much trouble, and was actually capable of sitting still for an extended period of time.

My mom came to stand beside me and rubbed my back up and down while we waited for some boxes to be unloaded that we could actually lift ourselves. I picked up two boxes of my clothes and made my way upstairs.

The next hour or so went by like this. I would move the fairly light boxes myself and put them in the designated room and tell the movers where to put the big boxes and furniture. Every ten minutes or so, my mom would claim she was getting old and out of shape and skip off to drink some iced tea, or some lemonade- which I assumed she picked up while getting breakfast this morning.

After an hour and a half, my mother offered the movers a break and a drink. I warned her she would have to pay for the time it took them to take their break, but she insisted. The guys each 

grabbed a cup of iced tea and picked a spot on the porch to rest. After downing a cup of my own, I got impatient and decided I didn't want to drag this out any longer than I possibly had to.

I stood up from my spot on the porch swing next to my mom, and made my way back to the moving truck.

"Bella? Are you done with your break?" my mom called after taking a long drink.

"Yeah, Mom. I'm not that tired and to be honest, I just want to get this whole unpacking thing out of the way soon."

She nodded and went back to drinking her tea and entertaining Chase. I had just bent down to pick up a fairly large box when I heard a voice from behind me.

"Do you need any help with that?" I jumped when I heard it and turned to face the direction from which it came.

A boy about my age, maybe a bit older, stood giving me a crooked smile. "Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," he said in an apologetic tone.

"It's no problem," I managed to squeak out. My god, this boy was gorgeous. He had slightly unkempt bronze hair- a shade I had never seen on anybody before- and piercing green eyes. He was tall, standing at about 6 feet, and lean with a hint of muscle definition under his shirt. And his smile. He was truly beautiful.

He stuck his hand out toward me. "Allow me to introduce myself." Yes. Please do. "My name is Edward Cullen. I live next door." He gestured to his house with his other hand.

I shook the hand I was still holding. "I'm Bella Swan. I live…well…here. But I assume you already knew that." He let go of my hand and chuckled. I nearly fainted.

I forced myself to stop swooning over this stranger, no matter how gorgeous. It just wasn't right, or smart of me do so. I had had enough trouble caused by boys in the past. I was only setting myself up again.

All of a sudden, my mother was standing next to me, still holding Chase. "Who's your new friend, Bells?" she asked in a slightly disapproving tone. Edward noticed, his smile faltered and his eyes grew wary.

I sighed. She was so embarrassing. "Mom, this is Edward Cullen. He lives next door. Edward, this is my mom and my little brother, Chase." My mom shook his hand and Edward smiled another smile, though this one looked slightly uncomfortable.

"It's very nice to meet you, Mrs. Swan." My mom gave him a once over and nodded at him before making her way back to the porch swing. I rolled my eyes.



I was about to apologize for my mother's behavior but Edward spoke before I could. "Well, I just came over to see if you needed any help moving in." I nodded my head.

"Sure, if you don't mind. It's just me and the movers," I pointed to my mom and Chase, still sitting on the porch and drinking tea, "and those guys aren't much help."

He laughed as he bent over and picked up the box we were standing by. "Where would you like me to take this?"

I quickly checked the label that read 'Dishes and Silverware'. "It goes in the kitchen. Here, just follow me."

He followed me into the kitchen and dumped the box on the counter. "It shouldn't take us much longer," I told him. "We only have about a truck load worth of boxes left. The movers will get the big furniture."

He nodded his head understandingly and replied "I'm sorry I couldn't make it over any earlier. My brother claimed I owed him a rematch in a Halo tournament. We've been up for hours; I did win though," he grinned triumphantly.

I laughed. "Don't be silly. You didn't' even have to come over at all if you didn't want to."

For the next half hour, I didn't get very much opportunity to talk to Edward. Once he knew where all the rooms in the house were, he was able to move boxes without me guiding him to the right place in the house. I was on my way back out to the truck after depositing a box in my own room when my stomach growled. I heard a chuckle behind me and turned to find Edward with an amused expression on his face staring at me with his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

"I guess it's time for a lunch break. Do you want anything? Surely you've got to be hungry," I told him rather awkwardly; I could already feel the blood rushing to my cheeks.

"Sure. What do you have?"

I led him into the kitchen and searched through the refrigerator. My mom had picked up some lunch meat, cheese; bread and miracle whip earlier this morning on her trip to the store.

"Well, we have ham and turkey, so I guess our only option is sandwiches."

He laughed again, I was really starting to get used to this sound. I scolded myself once again for my thoughts.

"Well, turkey and cheese is fine with me. Is there anything you want me to do?"

"Yeah. You can go back outside and get us both something to drink."



We ate our sandwiches in the dining area; this time we actually had a table and chairs to use. I remembered what my mom had said and the promise I made to myself last night and decided to break the silence and get to know this boy a little better.

"So, you have a brother?" He nodded, his mouth full of sandwich, so I continued. "Do you have any other siblings?"

He shook his head. "No. Emmett is my only sibling, though I do have a lot of unrelated friends who I look at as family. What about you? Is Chase your only sibling?"

"Yeah, he is. Sometimes I'm grateful I only have one sibling, but sometimes I wish I had more."

"I understand that. I feel the same way sometimes, though, I must admit, most of the time I wish I was an only child. Emmett may be older than me, but he sure doesn't act like it most of the time."

I laughed, finding anything he said funny. What was going on with me?

"So, how long have you lived here? In Forks, I mean," I kept up the conversation.

"Well, all my life actually. I haven't lived anywhere else but that house," he replied, pointing in the direction of his house.

I nodded, impressed. "Wow. This is my second move ever, but they have both been within three years of each other."

"Where did you live before moving here?" he asked after he finished chewing the last bite of his sandwich.

"I'm originally from Phoenix, but I lived in Portland for a couple of years before moving here," I replied after finishing the last bite of my sandwich.

We spent the next half hour the same as the time before our lunch break, only sharing a smile as we passed each other while unloading the rest of the boxes. After we finished, and only large pieces of furniture were left in the moving van, Edward came up to me. "I'm really sorry but I should probably be getting home now. My mom was planning a family night type thing before we start school tomorrow."

Aw, shit. I had totally forgotten tomorrow was the first day of school. "Oh, it's no problem. I think I'm going to go take a nap anyway, that completely exhausted me. But thank you so much for helping. It's really appreciated."

He smiled his crooked smile again, "It was no problem at all. You know where to find me if you need anymore help. Please, don't hesitate to ask," he said as he gave me a small wave, heading back to his own house.



On my way inside, I scolded myself for fawning over Edward. I didn't want to get involved with another boy, but he seemed like a nice guy, and I was trying to make more friends.

So Edward would be my friend and I wouldn't drool over him anymore. There. That was an easy problem to solve.

I made my way upstairs and into my room. I began unpacking and arranging some of the stuff in my boxes until I grew tired and decided to get to bed. After all, I had to face school tomorrow.

Ok, there's chapter two. I know nothing super exciting happened, but we did see Edward! Next chapter should be up in a few days, and it will be Bella's first day of school (with plenty more Edward.) Now I'm off to take a nap, I think I got food poisoning from Saltgrass Steakhouse's shrimp.