A/N: I don't own anyone…the song belongs to Ray Lamontagne It's called Jolene Zac Brown Band does a pretty good version but Ray's is amazing so I highly recommend listening to it

Bella was tired her hair was all over the place and she didn't know if she could listen to anything more about social conformity. She was trying to get ahead on classes and the high school was the only place that offered Advanced Sociology AP classes, so there she found herself at eight at night. She was getting a headache from not eating since lunch. She opened the cab to her truck and hoisted herself in after her bag, and rolled down her window. When she went to start the ignition she was met with silence not even a kick over. Bella blew her bangs out of her face and reached for her cell phone. Beep…Battery Low Powering Off.

" FUCK!!!!!!!!!"

Bella grabbed her bag from the cab of the truck and locked it up, and started her descent across the parking lot and to the house. She was too busy kicking the gravel she didn't hear the purr of the car pull up next to her.

" What the hell are you doing walking the parking lot in the dark get in…"

The shiny silver Volvo had pulled up next to her and startled her causing her to trip on her own shoe laces. She didn't realize he must have seen it coming because as she was preparing herself for the burn of the concrete she felt herself pressed against a hard warm body.

" God would you watch where you are going. What is the point of glasses if you don't utilize them, now get in the car."

Bella was distracted if she hadn't noticed how beautiful he was before she certainly noticed it now while she was wrapped in his arms she felt like electricity was traveling to her spine all the hairs on her neck stood on end. As she tried to gather herself she pushed away from him. Instant loss flooded over her as she walked around to the other side of the car and got in.

The drive was silent he couldn't possibly have anything in common with her so why bother trying to make small talk. He watched her push her glasses up on her nose with one delicate finger. Those stupid ridiculous glasses they looked like they were made for a seventy year old woman. They over crowded her soft features.

She was everything he wasn't she was organic and rustic, plain but beautiful in a totally natural way. She didn't bother with makeup because it didn't matter to her and she certainly didn't need it. She was wearing a tunic that looked to be made of handkerchiefs held together with delicate lace…if he didn't know any better he would have said it was from the 60's or 70's defiantly vintage. Cut off shorts graced long slender cream colored legs and plain creamy brown leather sandals adorning her ankle was a daisy chain. Much like the one he had seen woven into his sisters hair earlier on in the day. Bella's hair had a braided band keeping her hair off her face much like a French braid. The remainder of her hair pulled into a messy bun. Her lips were parted and…

" I said do you mind if I find something on the radio?"

He hadn't realized she was talking to him until she almost shouted. He nodded his head at her to tell her to do as she pleased as he tried to focus on the road. She pressed buttons until she clapped her hands with delight and settled back into her seat.

" Oh this is an amazing song have you ever heard it?"

He shook his head in disagreement scared to hear what had gotten her so excited. However as soon as the beginning strums of the guitar subsided he was pleasantly greeted with the raspy low lyrics.

Cocaine flame in my bloodstreamSold my coat when I hit SpokaneBought myself a hard pack of cigarettes in the earlyMorning rainLately my hands they don't feel like mineMy eyes been stung with dust and blindHeld you in my arms one timeLost you just the same

There was no way that this girl this infuriating nosey girl could possibly like good music it was just not possible. No creature as clumsy as she was could be musical. He wasn't prepared for the singing he expected to be out of tune and horrible but was surprised she sounded like a tinkering bell quiet and soft bobbing her head along with the words it was one of the most pleasant sounds he had heard in a long while. He couldn't help the smile that graced his usually somber face. She looked over at him before going into the next part of the song and smiled at him smiling at her and nodded as if encouraging him to sing along with her.

Jolene I ain't about to go straightIt's too lateI found myself face down in a ditchBooze in my hairBlood in my lipsA picture of you holding a picture of meIn the pocket of my blue jeansStill don't know what love meansStill don't know what love means

She sang it so soulfully. She wasn't like anyone he had met at least not at this age. She certainly was completely different then his sister Alice. Bella reminded him a lot of his best friend Jasper. If he could call him that anymore. Jasper had a old soul, he would say things far beyond his age and there had been a time or two that his words had left Edward speechless. It was in moments like this that Edward realized how much he missed his friends. He had just been driving around after getting a fix when he saw Bella walking angrily across the schools parking lot. He sat along the forest line just watching her. The least he could do was make sure she got off alight regardless of what she may have originally thought of him he was raised with some manners.

Jolene Been so long since I seen your faceOr felt a part of this human raceI've been living out of this here suitcase for way too longA man needs something he can hold ontoA nine pound hammer or a woman like youEither one of them things will do

Jolene

I ain't about to go straightIt's too lateI found myself face down in a ditchBooze in my hairBlood on my lipsA picture of you holding a picture of meIn the pocket of my blue jeansStill don't know what love meansStill don't know what love means JoleneJoleneJolene

" Who sings that song it was pretty good."

Bella spun her head around so fast her glasses flew off and across the dashboard. She started to chuckle and let out an involuntary snort, and just shook her head.

" You have got to be kidding me right? Ray Lamontagne ….Only one of the best most soulful singers of all times…The song sort of reminds me of you." She sucked her bottom lip in to chew on it wondering if that had been the right thing to say

"

What kind of crap music do you listen to ?"

He chuckled at her snort and retrieved her glasses from his side of the dash. She really could be quite surprising…a breath of fresh air if you would. But he couldn't get mixed up with her he could only see her home safely. Girls like her got hurt by guys like him.

" I listen to plenty of good music…I've just never gotten the pleasure of listening to him before….you know your pretty soulful there yourself, and what do you mean it reminds you of me? You don't even know me."

Bella placed her glasses back on her face and realized they were nearing her street. She sighed and folded her hands back into her lap.

" I know I don't know you, but I know what your sister's told me of you…how you got mixed up with the wrong people during one of your down periods and how your too far in now. I don't know I guess the dysfunction of the person he is singing about just reminded me of you. I'm sorry I even mentioned it. I don't think your all bad though you know? Like the man in the song. He couldn't be all bad."

" Get out…"

Her eyes flashed quickly to him as she grabbed her bag and held it to her chest.

" Hurry up and get out! I saw you home now don't think that just because I did you one damn favor it means we are friends or that we even know each other. Because you don't know shit about me. At least not enough to compare me to a fucking hippie song."

Bella didn't have a chance to say anything because he had driven off so quickly. She quickly ran upstairs and to her room to sleep of her humiliation.

A/N: Well there is chapter 2 hopefully it meets everyone's standards I've had a few people add my stories now if only you could review it might further encourage the creative juices!