A/N: kinda short chapter, sorry. its all i was able to come up with in a night and a half. :) lots of homework, bia! oh and, this chapter didn't really have a soundtrack. Sorry. :( i was just listening to 'This Beautiful Republic' so, there you go. :)

Well, review please, i really need to know if anyone is actually reading this story. Cause yea.

~sara3

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The small specs of blue and green on the tile floor seemed so interesting, but I was completely and utterly bored out of my mind. I sighed again, leaning over with my arms against my legs. I glanced at the clock. How badly was Alice actually hurt? It was just a little fall, I suppose. I glanced around the room for the fiftieth time. Four dull tan chairs were spread out through the room, a table in the middle of the room with three smaller chairs around it, and two machines in the corner of the room- one for snacks and the other Pepsi products. The chair I sat on was faded and ripped. There was a television in the upper left corner of the room, volume turned down and playing 'That's 70's Show'. I watched as the color of the TV flickered.

I stood up and stretched a little, at least this was a perfect excuse not to go to school tomorrow. I smiled at that; I wasn't a big school person. My phone went off vibrating as I sat down again; I pulled it out of my pocket.

"Any news yet?" Emmett texted me. I ran my hand through my hair absently mindedly as I texted back, "Nope," and stuck my phone back in my pocket. Just as I did this a woman, or girl, around my age came skipping into the room. She had a pair of jeans on, holes at the knees, no pockets on the back, and was a little too long. Her shoes were Airwalk shoes, looked just like converse- the original black and white. Her shirt was plain white, mid sleeved, with the number eighty six on the front. It was very attractive. Her pretty brunette hair curled to the middle of her back, with red and blonde highlights mixed in. I couldn't help but stare.

She skipped over to the Pepsi machine, sticking in fifty cents while humming. Why I was suddenly so interested in her, I had no idea. The second thing I noticed, besides her nice, uh, 'behind', was the hospital bracelet that all patients had on their wrists. I raised an eye brow as she leaned over a little, dragging her finger along the buttons and trying to decide which drink she preferred. I smiled; it was kind of adorable how innocent she was. Was she a patient here? Wouldn't she have to be in one of those weird gown things? And why would she be prancing around so freely? I was confused, as usual. I watched intently, a little too mesmerized. Jasper walked into the room at that moment, sighing. I glanced away from her unwillingly, and met Jasper's relief filled eyes.

"She just broke her arm, she's fine, a little drunk off pain pills, but yea," he laughed a little. I stood up, grabbing my things. The girl at the machine clicked the Pepsi button finally, glancing over her shoulder unnoticed as she grabbed her soda. I smiled at her, a warm smile. She blinked a few times, and her cheeks flushed red, returning a sheepish smile. Jasper didn't notice the quick flirting as I turned back to him.

"Drunk of pain pills? Let's hope it doesn't become a habit," I joked. Jasper rolled his eyes, grabbing the rest of Alice's stuff that I had been holding. The girl, if I had forgot to mention, had the most amazing eyes I had ever seen. They were a chocolate brown, with a touch of hazel and somehow, red. I bit my lip lightly, wanting to talk to her. I tried to think of a reason for me to stay in the room, since she sat on the couch and started sipping her Pepsi while watching the television. "I'll just wait here then, I guess," I said. Jasper raised an eye brow. I coughed a little, nodding my head to the side. He continued to give me that 'I am completely lost' look, so I just sighed and shook my head.

"You go get her, I'll wait here," I said finally. He rolled his eyes, still not getting it, and walked off muttering a low 'okay'. I sat back down at the chair I had been at, and pulled out fifty cents from my pockets. I walked over to the soda machine, and was surprised to see they had all my favorites. I quickly picked Pepsi also, and shot an unnoticed glance in the girl's direction, she was sitting cross legged on the couch, laughing lightly at the TV. I smiled; her laugh was even heart warming.

I went and sat down, glancing at the TV. I noticed that once I wasn't looking at her, she looked at me, but only for a few short seconds. I smiled to myself, biting down on the rim of my Pepsi can.

"This is my favorite show," she said casually. Her eyes not leaving the television. I looked at her. Was that her voice? Did she just speak? Cause I swear, I thought I was hearing angels. I smiled, looking at the TV. "Yea, I love this show too," I agreed. She blushed again, smiling. At least I hadn't had to say anything. Now at least we were talking, no?

"So, what's your name?" I said when she didn't say anything else. More blush came now, and she looked at me for only a moment. "Isabella, but I like to be called Bella," she confessed to me. I smiled, "Beautiful name," I said truthfully. She shrugged, "I always wanted a name that started with an 'M', but thank you," she said, confidently looking at me for once. I met her eyes, again stunned by their beauty. My breath actually stopped as I watched her eyes uneasily linger to the floor and back to the television.

"And your name is?" she asked finally- not looking at me but sipping on her Pepsi can again. "Edward, Edward Cullen," I coughed a few times, remembering to breathe. She smiled and nodded. We were silent for a few moments, and I hoped that the time wasn't flying by as fast as I thought it was. It had only been a few minutes, maybe ten or so.

"So, are you a patient here or," I trailed off, clearing my throat for some confidence. She glanced at her arms, which I didn't really notice.

Her eyes seemed to scan across her arms and legs, as if remembering something. Finally, her angel like voice broke through the empty silence.

"Uh, y-yea, I am," was all I got. I let my eyes linger on her, and then realized I was getting a little intense with the staring, I glanced back at the TV. "Don't patients usually wear those, weird gown things?" I tried to laugh it off, since I had accidently entered her discomfort zone. I hoped I hadn't ruined a friendship before it even started.

"Well, they made me wear it for the first year I was here, but after they realized I'd be here a while, they let me bring my own clothes in," she smiled, lightly dragging her finger across the innocent white shirt she had on. My eyes followed her hands carefully.

I had been told many times, when I was younger, that I was too observant for a guy. I still was, so as I watched her hands, her fingers, lightly fiddling with the end of her shirt; I noticed a few scars on her wrist. It was hard to see, from all the way across the room, but it stunned me. My jaw opened slightly, and just as she was about to look at me Jasper walked into the room. I was also stunned by what she had just said. "Here for a while," and, "the first year," how long had she been here?

Jasper only glanced at her before nodding at me to come. I nodded, sighing as I stood up. Bella didn't say anything as I gathered my things for the second time. At least I got to know her name. I spun around to go to the door, when I jumped a little.

She stood in front of me, a small piece of paper in her hand, which was extended out to me. Her eyes were so much more beautiful up close, or closer, she was still a good distance from me. I wasn't able to look away from her amazing face to see her arms, but I was smart enough to take the piece of paper and not drool at that moment. She smiled warmly, but there was something off in her smile, in her eyes. I smiled a crooked smile, but she was looking down now.

"I'll talk to you later, maybe," she sounded wary of her choice. I smiled, a little too happy to get her number. "I can take you down to the cafeteria," I joked, not sure if she was allowed to leave the hospital. She nodded, taking her hands behind her back. She blushed, smiling, and couldn't help but laugh at my pathetic joke. I glanced up to see Emmett at the waiting room door, leaning against the door frame with a huge smirk on his face.

"Edward, I hate to bust you two up, but we do have to be home soon. It's almost past your bed time mister," he smiled at Bella as she turned and smiled at him, laughing a little. I glared daggers at him.

"Okay Emmy, I'll be there in a minutes. Can you get yourself in your car seat this time? Or do I need to get Alice to help you?" I challenged. His laugh boomed, and Bella started laughing harder. She was enjoying our 'fighting', I could tell. I smiled at her, as her gleaming eyes reflected back to me. Emmett rolled his eyes and headed for the elevator.

"I'll see you later Bella, nice meeting you," I said, smiling. She nodded, seeming a bit more happy at the moment.

I waved as I left the waiting room; she just stood there, fixing her shirt as I left. She didn't look at me again. I was still shocked, and overly curious, about her life. I wanted to know more about Bella, a lot more. What was hidden behind her beautiful eyes? Why did her smile seem off? And why had she been there for more than a whole year?

I intended to find out, no matter how long it took. I didn't know the pain that I was about to cause her though, or I would have never excepted her phone number. If only, I had known…