Chapter 2

First sight

I couldn't hear, see, or feel anything. It was nothing I have ever felt before. It was total blackness. I just thought about my entire life up to this point. How I loved Phoenix, but chose to live with Charlie, my dad, so my mom, Renee, could be happy. I never thought I would actually come to like it the way I did, but I loved it. I thought about the extremely embarrassing, and depressing first day at Forks High. I hated the cold and the rain that relentlessly greeted me after every class. I also remembered Mike, Eric, and Tyler having some feelings they annoyingly made clear every two-point-two seconds. When they all asked out at one point or another I said I was going to Seattle that weekend. In reality I went to La Push with my father to spend time with Billy Black, his best friend. That is how I met Jacob, my Jacob. We spent a lot of time together and I found being with him effortless. It was easy as breathing. When I was down he was like my own portable sun. Hey always knew what to do how to do it. He was perfect.

"Miss? Miss?!" a velvet-like voice brought me out of my thoughts. "Miss are you alright? Can you hear me?" He yelled shaking me softly

"Where am I?" I choked out, my eyes fluttering open. The first thing I saw were his eyes. They were the most gorgeous shade of green I had ever seen. They seemed to go forever. They also portrayed his emotions very clearly. He was very concerned and extremely curious. His hair was bronze with almost copper like shade to it in the sunlight. He had very defined cheekbones and a perfectly angular face. He was without a doubt the most beautiful boy I had ever seen.

"Uh… you're in my front yard in Forks, Washington," he answered seeming a little confused.

"Um…I'm sorry. I really don't know how I got here. The last thing I remember was making dinner, and I think I passed out…" I trailed off going into my thoughts. I looked up at him again and he had that same confused expression on his face.

"No, it's okay. My name is Edward Mason, what's yours?" he asked helping me up like a true gentleman. He also actually seemed interested in me, which I never thought somebody would do other than Jake.

"Bella, Bella Swan"

"Well it's very nice to meet you miss Swan. Why don't you come inside and clean yourself up. I'm sure my sisters, Alice and Rosalie, will be happy to lend you something."

"Sure. Thank you very much, and please call me Bella," I answered watching the same puzzled expression come across his face. Why does he keep looking at me like that? I looked down feeling shy, only to feel worse to see what I was wearing. The dress I had worn before was now covered with dirt and grass stains. I'm sure I was blushing scarlet red by now because I heard a chuckle come from beside me. I turned to follow him only to stop in shock and amazement.

His house was huge! It looked about five stories tall and covered almost completely with windows. It was white, looking like I gods house rather than an average person, but if his family is like Edward is, I'm sure they are far from normal.

"I know, we are a very blessed family," he said, answering my unspoken thoughts.

I only nodded and followed him in to his house/palace. The inside was beautiful. It looked like it belonged in the pages of a fairy tail, rather than in real life. Everything seemed so old fashioned, yet modern at the same time. Everything was a different style, but it all fit in perfectly, almost like a work of art. The thing that caught my attention the most was a beautiful black piano in the middle of the foyer.

"Do you play?" Edward asked following my gaze to the beautifully polished masterpiece of a piano.

"No," I replied honestly, "but I gave always loved hearing other people play"

"I play. Maybe you could listen some time or another"

"That would be…nice," I answered wondering if I would get to spend much time here.

"My mother is a very talented interior decorator," his voice coated with pride for his mother. I wondered if I would get to be able to meet her. Maybe she could even help me with decorating some time or another.

I looked back up at him to notice that he matched his house. He was wearing a very old fashioned Polo shirt that matched his green eyes exactly.

"Hello, Alice," he muttered looking up. By the edge of the stairs I saw a very short, almost pixie-like, girl dance down the stairs. She had long black hair that was very choppy, but still organized. She was definitely beautiful, and in a way that put me to shame. She was dressed in a beautiful red dress that looked like it belonged on a princess in the early nineteen hundreds, rather than in the present day. This family must be really into the whole old fashioned thing.

"Hey Edward, who is this?" she asked nodding in my direction. She then gasped as she took in my mud and grass clothes.

"This is Ms. Swan. She became very ill, and was unconscious in font of the house"

"Goodness!" she squealed, "How awful Come with me and we will get you in a more appropriate attire" She squeaked grabbing my arm. This family must be obsessed with the nineteen hundreds, because they all talked like they were there.

I looked over to Edward, and he smiled and nodded, so I took that as an "it's okay," so I went willingly. For some reason I found myself trusting and wanting to be with Edward. This couldn't take to long, could it?