ok, so this is time to know what's on Edwars head-hope you like what will find.

Chapter 4- EPOV

I was leaning against the kitchen counter after finishing my dinner; I looked at the unopened boxes spread around my living room, they were all labeled with their contents, my books, my clothes, my pictures, my CD's, my DVD's...they represented the various sides of my life, my family, my work, my hobbies... Looking at them I realized that I had accomplished just about everything I ever wanted, I everything most people only dreamed about.

I had a beautiful family, which I loved and was loved by; I had a job that I loved, and gave me much pleasure, I had published 3 books and won several awards, I had enough money to do what I wanted, when I wanted, where I wanted, but deep down I was not happy.

Something was missing, I didn't feel complete. I observed my parents and it was obvious they had it all, financial stability, love, family. Even Emmet seemed more complete then I was, usually he made fun of me saying that I needed to find a girlfriend, that there was nothing more rewarding than having someone to share your live with. I was beginning to think he was right.

I had dated several women, some because I wanted to, some because my family wanted me to, but never I had found someone I could consider sharing my life with. Sometimes I wonder if there was something wrong with me, other than being gifted, and having to grow up faster than everyone else. All through in my life I always felt I lived in my own little world.

I could see, do and understand things that most people spend an entire live trying. But that wasn't enough, I wanted, no I needed what my parents had; I wasn't going to settle for nothing less, so that meant that if there was someone out there for me it had to be someone special, someone unique.

This week I had met someone different, someone who wanted to be unique…the first time I saw her was on my first day. I was running late and raced through the schools parking lot and apparently showered her with a muddy puddle, it was so funny when she came at me furious, it made me laugh she was like a little kitten who believes it's a tiger, I had to laugh and that made her even more furious. She was beautiful in a unique way; she had long brown hair and brown expressive eyes, her skin was kind of pale and that made her stand out, and when she spoke…the depth of her thoughts was amazing, she was perfect… except for the fact that she was seventeen and one of my students.

God or destiny was playing a joke on me, I had finally found someone special and she was off limits. But would I be able to keep things that way?

On that first day we shook hands and the feeling of her touch invaded my body with this warm electrical current that drew me to her. I had never felt anything like that.

After that day, she was always in my thoughts, in my dreams, oh my dreams…I only remembered having that kind of dreams around puberty, they all started in different places, but all ended the same way, with my lips on hers, my hands on her body…just the memory of it made my body react. If Emmet found out about this, his was going to make fun of me for the rest of my life.

What was I going to do? The wisest thing would be to stay away from her, the few times we had a conversation she had been interesting, funny and sometimes it felt like she was flirting with me, and that felt so good.

In a few hours I would be meeting her in one of her favorite places, she would be interviewing me, I would try to be as professional as possible, but I'm only human, and a lonely one. I really wanted to know her better, and wanted her to get to know me, and tomorrow that would be a great opportunity. I gave myself permission to think that tomorrow it would be like our first date, I would keep my distance, of course, but I would take this opportunity to find out who Isabella Swan really was.

I got to the Japanese Friendship Garden and the parking lot was practically empty, I saw Bella leaning against the wall next to entrance; she was wearing tight jeans and a blue tight shirt that showed all of her beautiful curves, and made her skin look even more beautiful. It was going to be very hard to remember how to be professional. Why did she have to look so good…

I parked, got out, and walked to her and was met by the most beautiful gentle smile, I was breathless.

"Good morning, Mr. Cullen, thank you for coming."

"Hello Bella" – I manage to reply, and hoped that my voice didn't give away what I was feeling. - "but please call me Edward."

"I'll try." – She said smiling. "Shall we go?"

"After you" – Has she turned my eyes gained a live of their own and started to wonder up and down her body, stopping right below her waist, and as her body moved, my body reacted. I closed my eyes trying to gain control of myself and took a deep breath. I couldn't believe I was acting like a hormonal teenager; my mother would be so disappointed in me if she knew, she had raised me to be a gentleman.

I was so engrossed by my inner battle that I almost let Bella pay for our admission to the garden.

"Please Bella, let me, it would be my pleasure" – I turned and paid. I decided it would be better to walk besides her.-"So tell me, why you like this place?"

"I thought I was the one doing the questions today"- She said with a smirk.

"I know, I promise to answer all the questions in the most sincere way, if you answer some of my questions too."-And I put my hand over my heart jokingly.

"Oh…I see…- she took out a note book and started to write something down, I was confused.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh I was just adding blackmail to your profile…"– She was smiling. I couldn't believe it she was teasing me… that delighted me.

"Well, you know what they say, looks can be deceiving" – We locked eyes for a brief moment, her eyes were filed with happiness, and it made me wonder if she was as happy as I was to be here, with me. She looked away blushing... that was the cutest thing.

"I have to say that surprises me a bit…but I don't mind answering your questions, as long as you answer mine."- We kept walking in silence, this was a beautiful place, with trees and flowers and streams that made a very calming background sound. After a few moments she finally stopped and sat down on a wooden bench, that face a beautiful waterfall, I sat down next to her. Without looking at me, she spoke.-" I love this place because it is very peaceful and quiet, I come here every time I need to think about something serious, and sometimes just to get away from my mom's energy that can be a bit draining."

"When you told me to meet you here, I have to say I was surprised, I would think someone your age, would prefer a place like a shopping mall, or something like that."

"Well, I thought we already had established that I don't really act my age."

"Right, I remember…you were born in your mid thirties." – She looked surprise to hear me say that.

"I can't believe your remember that."

"I remember everything about you." – Oh, now I've done it, I actually said that out loud, so much for being professional. I must be going insane, or have developed a death wish or something, I had just crossed the student/teacher line that divided us. I had to come up with something to salvage the situation. Think Edward, think…but before I could speak, she did.

"That's surprising to hear, I don't think I'm that memorable." – Oh, if she only knew how much I thought about her, how I relived every moment we had spend together, mesmerizing all of her words. Stop Edward, get a grip. I had to turn this conversation to a more professional tone.

"Well, it's not every year that a teacher has a student like you."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You are very special in the way you think and see things, and you show that especially when you write. Mrs. Johnson actually told to keep an eye on you, and not to treat you like the others."

"Really, she said that?"

"Yes, she is very fond of you, and believes that you will have a brilliant future ahead of you. You only need to believe in yourself."

"Do you believe that too?"

"I most certainly do. You have a unique mind."- She had a thoughtfu look in her face; I was dying with curiosity to know what she was thinking about.

"I don't know if I should be happy with that, or not…how did you cope with being different when you were growing up?"-How did she know about that? My faced must have showed what I was thinking, so she explained.-"Emmet told me about you being gifted and finishing college before he even got started."

"Oh…Emmet has a tendency to talk too much, especially about me."

"He is very proud of you, its shows in the way he talks about you. But you didn't answer my question."

"Sorry…at first it was kind weird because I would do things naturally and everyone just looked at me like with the most surprise look, it took me a while to realize why they acted like that. But once my parents realized that I was…let's say gifted…they took me to this special school, with kids just like me, and that kind of made easier. But it was still strange, like I lived in my own little world."

"I know the feeling…"

"You do?"

"Yes, on a much smaller scale, cause I'm not gifted like you, but sometimes when I'm with my friends, I say something, and they just look at me like I'm crazy or something. They think I'm weird because I prefer to stay at home reading instead of going to parties and stuff like that. Maybe that's why nobody asks me on date…"- I could see that as she spoke, she was in deep thought, it was obvious that this was a sensitive subject.

"Well, from what see, it's their loss if they can't see how special you are." – And I did it again, I said more than I should…how I wish I could tell her that I would love to ask her out, and spend more time with her.

"You're only saying that, because you're my teacher, and it is your job to make feel better."

"You are wrong; it is because I am your teacher that I shouldn't say things like that. I shouldn't even allow myself to be here alone with you." – We look at each other for long time without saying a word, before she broke the silence.

"Thank you…"- She smiled shyly-"I can't believe I just told you that, you know, when we talk like this, is very easy to forget that you are my teacher. It's so easy to talk to you, most of my friends can't actually relate to the things I say." – She was being so honest, she was letting me have glimpse at her soul, and I wanted more.

"I have to confess that… I feel the same…I mean…you're…it's really easy to talk to you and to forget how old you are and that you are my student."- Want I am I doing. Just shut up Edward, I looked at her with apprehension, I had no idea what she would think about what I just said, I had to somehow fix this.-"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that, it was out of line, please forgive me." – She looked at me for a long time studying my face, looking into my eyes, and then she finally spoke ending that awkward moment.

"Why did you move to Phoenix?" - She took her little notebook, showing that it was time for business.

"Well, my father was invited to be the Director of surgery of St. Joseph's Hospital, we are a very close family and even though we are all adults now, none of us likes to be apart from each other. So we all moved here. I know it sounds kind of weird, but that just the way were, has a family."

"I don't think is weird, I think it's beautiful that you want to be close."- Most women I dated thought that this was kind of a lame thing, wanting to be around your parents, but I couldn't image what would be like not having my parents close enough, to have lunch with them, and have them be an active part of my life. And with her answer she surprised me again.

"Most people think that is weird, wanting to keep your parents in you live."

"Although I came from a broken home, my parents divorced when I was really young, I only see my dad during holidays, but I'm very close to my mother, she is my best friend, and I can't image living without her."

"What's she like?"

"She's a lot like me, but only prettier, I look a lot like my father, she's a bit irresponsible, a bit crazy sometimes, and she is a lot fun to be around with. She is brave, and impulsive, and sometimes gets herself, with a lot of crazy situations, like the other day, she went skydiving with her new boyfriend, and only remembered she is scared of heights when she was actually there." – Bella kept on talking about her mother; it was obvious how close they were. But has she was speaking, I took the chance to observe every detail about her.

The way her long hair moved with the wind, the way her face reacted to what she was saying, how her hands moved according to what she was describing, her eyes, her lips, she was mesmerizing, everything about her fascinated me, it was like there was nothing else in the world, there was only her, everything revolved around her. Was it possible to have these feelings for someone you hardly know? Was this, what love at first site was? Did I just say love? Did I love her? How could that be possible?

We kept talking about our lives, sometimes she would take notes of what I was saying, but this was definitely not an interview, this was about two people getting to know each other. I told her everything, about my family, about my work, why I had become a teacher. I told her about what was like growing up with Emmet and my sister, I told her about my parents and their work. She seemed to be as eager to know me, as I was about knowing her. I didn´t even notice time go by, until we were interrupted by her cell phone ringing.

"Hi mom… Really? I didn't notice the time…" - She blushed with that, and I smiled.-"don't worry go ahead, I'll be fine…Yes I will eat something on my way home…No really, go have fun…try not be hit by a ball…I love you to." – She looked at me and said:

"Can you believe it's after two?" – I looked at my watch, time had flown by, I couldn't believe that it had been that long. But I wasn't ready to let her go just yet.

"Bella…since I took so much of your time, it would be inappropriate and rather impolite of me to let you go home, without taking you to lunch."-Please say yes…

"Are you asking me to have lunch with you?" – Was I?

"Well, I guess so, but only because I'm concerned about you health, of course." – I tried my best to hide the true motive behind my invitation. The truth was that I wanted to spend more time with her, just a little bit more. I looked at her, now knowing what to expect. She was studying my face again, like she was trying to see through me real motive, and then smiled the most beautiful smile, that made my heart melt.

"I would love to have lunch with you, Mr. Cullen…I mean Edward."- She blushed as she said my name, and the sound of my name on her lips made my heart bit faster. She said yes…to lunch with me! I tried my best to hide my enthusiasm, and then it hit me. Where was I going to take her?

"Ok, let's go then." – We walked side by side in comfortable silence, with our movement sometimes I could feel her hand close to mine, and that warm electrical feeling invaded my body. We got to my car and I opened the door for her, and she laughed.-"Why are you laughing?- I asked her when I was in my seat.

"I'm sorry but no one has ever opened the car door for me, I felt like I was in a movie or something."- She was not issued to being treated with respect; I was certainly going to change that.

"What would you like to eat? I have no idea what you like."

"I really love Italian food."

"Ok, I know this great place, but it is about 30 minutes from here, do you want to go that far or are you really hungry and want to go somewhere closer."- The place I had in mind was beautiful, perfect for a first date. I knew this was not the way I should be thinking, but I just turned off my good sense, and was going to enjoy my day with Bella, I would think of the consequences after, right now, I had a beautiful and interesting girl by my side, and that was all that matter.

I did it, it was really hard to write this one, hope you like it. If you do, let me know...