The Great Stephenie Meyers owns these characters. I just had an idea.
EPOV
I heard Esme calling for Carlisle to bring me in to meet this Bella. I didn't like new people...they always tended to stare. I hated it when people stared. But I followed Carlisle into the living room, keeping myself in a direct line behind him, hiding myself. But as luck would have it, Carlisle stepped to the side and I caught a glimpse of an angel. She was gorgeous, perfect in every way. Her hair was a rich mahogany, and it hung down in little waves to the middle of her back. Her eyes were pools of molten chocolate. Her nose was small and pert, and her lips were large a luscious. They were begging to be kissed. My eyes traveled down her long and smooth neck to her beautiful full breasts. They were perky without being large. Her waist was small, her hips flared out to perfection, her legs were long and shapely. The thoughts running through my mind were anything but gentlemanly. My eyes travelled back up her body and back to her face. And I was shocked at what I found there. She was staring at me...and frowning. What the hell was she frowning for? And how dare she stare. I mean, yes, I did stare at her, but it was almost impossible not to. But why was she staring at me? So when Carlisle introduced us and said he hoped we would be friends, I put up my defenses again. I wouldn't be walked on again.
I don't really see that happening. I signed, smirk fully planted on my lips. She was gorgeous yes, but she probably thought she was all that, God's gift to man. I was shocked when her face became furious. I was even more shocked when she signed back to me.
That's okay. I don't need your whiny foster kid shit anyway. She smirked at me, almost daring me to reply. I couldn't believe this chick. What is her problem. To think she knew anything about me, or what I had gone through. She took that moment to flip her hair and glance over at Alice. And I saw it then. The telltale mold and tube leading from her ear canal to wrap around that perfect appendage. She was wearing hearing aids. Now I felt like an asshole. She did know more than I thought. But I didn't want to drop my facade. So I signed what came to mind.
Whatever. And I turned to the stairs and walked to my room. That's all I could do. I didn't want to stay down there any longer, knowing they all would likely stare at me after that little introduction. I slammed my door a little harder than necessary and flopped down on my bed. I pulled my ipod out of my bag and shuffeled through the music, finding something to fit my mood. Cold by Crossfade blared into my ears, mirroring what I felt in my heart.
Looking back at me I see
That I never really got it right
I never stopped to think of you
I'm always wrapped up in
Things I cannot win
You are the antidote that gets me by
Something strong
Like a drug that gets me high
What I really meant to say
Is I'm sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold
Carlisle took that moment to walk through my door. I looked up at him, then back down at my bedspread, not wanting to face what was coming. He tapped me on the shoulder, and when I looked up, he motioned for me to remove my head phones. I knew he wanted me to hear him when he talked to me. So I pulled out the buds and placed my ipod on my bedside table. Letting out a sigh, I turned back to him. What?
Edward, is everything okay?
Everything is just fine. He looked at me like he didn't believe me. I sighed again. How could I get him to leave me alone. I had learned that if you just went along with anything the parents told you, it would go much smoother. So I conceded. I'm sorry that I was so rude downstairs. I've never been good with people, and I didn't like the fact that she was staring at me. I secretly prayed that he would believe me and just leave it at that. But he didn't.
Look Edward. I know moving to a new house, in the middle of the year is frustrating, and getting used to new surroundings can be difficult. But you need to give this a chance, give us a chance. I think you can really be happy here. That's all I ask. And for your information, you were doing your fair share of staring at Bella too. He added that last part with a sly smile. Bella has had it rough. Not a lot of people understand her, or even care to understand her. If it wasn't for us, she would be alone. You both have more in common than you think. Take the time to get to know her. You never know what you might uncover. And with that he got up to leave. I caught his sleeve before he got too far away.
Is she downstairs? I guess I could apologize to her. It's not her fault that I am the way I am. Sometimes I can't help it.
Carlisle laughed a little, walking towards the door. He turned then and spoke to me while he signed. "I don't think you'll see much of her for the rest of the night. Everytime she comes here, Alice and Rosalie kidnap her and torture her horribly with clothes and makeup and "girl talk". But she's usually one of the first one's downstairs in the morning. She has this thing about cooking us breakfast when she's here. Catch her then." He turned to the door then turned back quickly. "And before I forget, me and the boys are gonna watch a movie downstairs. Would you care to join us?"
I thought about saying no, but I didn't really want to stay upstairs all night. Plus I was getting really hungry. I started to follow him downstairs, but not before pausing by a door where I heard giggling and a very loud "HELP!" I chuckled to myself, pressed my hand to the door, and continued downstairs for my first family event.
BPOV
Rosalie and Alice had those evil looks in their eyes as they descended upon me in the living room. I always knew what that meant. It was torture time, or as I not so fondly called it, 'Time to play Bella Barbie.' I hated it, but I knew they enjoyed it. So they literally dragged me upstairs and revealed to me their instruments of torture. Makeup, curling irons, and hairspray, those were their weapons of choice. They dragged a hairbrush through my hair, and they were almost done, when they caught a wicked snag. I heard footsteps outside the door, so I yelled for help. Fat good that did me. I was left to the evil devices of Alice and Rosalie.
After an hour of primping and curling, and squeezing me into jeans and a corset top, I was ready to be set free. I had to admit, the jeans made my butt look amazing, and the top gave me just enough cleavage without looking slutty. My hair was in fat ringlets down my back, and they did a smoky eye effect. I looked HOTT! Of course, I never doubted the skills of these girls. I just wish they didn't go so hardcore. I waited at the top of the stairs for five minutes, the normal wait for my grand entrance. I walked slowly down the stairs, much more slowly than normal cause Alice stuck me in these three inch heel hooker boots. Why she felt the need to punish my feet, and my sense of balance, I had no clue. I turned the corner and walked into the living room. I swear I heard a wolf whistle, and looked towards Emmett. He had a big grin on his face, so I just stuck my toungue out at him. Carlisle and Jasper and Esme were all clapping and nodding appreciatively. The only one that was left was Edward. I turned my head slightly, and there he was. His eyes were huge and his jaw had dropped a little. He pulled it back, and just a ghost of a smile pulled up the corner of his lips. I gave a shy smile to him and went to sit down on the couch.
EPOV
Oh. My. God. She was gorgeous, a godess in the flesh. My eyes flew open and my jaw dropped, and I just stared. I couldn't help it, even if I tried. My eyes were glued to her lush form and I relished in it. She finally turned to me, and being so distracted, I didn't raise my jaw. Then I caught myself, and pulled my lips into a tiny smile. And she smiled back at me. I was making progress! I mentally patted myself on the back. I had to go over and apologize, hopefully start over. So I walked over and sat down next to her on the couch. I was going to sign to her, but I figured I should take the time to actually speak to her. It would show my sincerity.
"Bella"
She turned to me. "Yeah?"
"I wanted to apologize for my behavior earlier. I was very rude and I hope that we can start fresh."
She looked a little confused at first, but a slow, soft smile spread across her face, warming her eyes. "I would like that Edward."
"Well, then let me re-introduce myself. I'm Edward Masen. It's nice to meet you." I extended my hand towards hers, hoping she would take it.
"Nice to meet you Edward. I'm Bella Swan."
She reached out and gripped my hand, and it was like a bolt of lightning travelled up my veins from her touch. I was shocked and almost pulled my hand away, but she beat me to it, pulling back and wiping her palm on her jeans. She must have felt it too. She looked at me in confusion before turning towards Alice, who had called her name. This was going to be an adventure, to say the least.