EPOV

It was never really on my plans to become a teacher; in fact I never one considered working in the educational area.

I was much more into becoming an architect just like my father; he owned a company specialized in the area to be more exact. I was the only one of his three children who inherited his talents. So of course I was supposed to take over his place. I only changed my mind in the senior year, when I got fascinated by literature.

When I entered college to get my English major, everyone thought I wasn't going to last more then one month, but the effect was exactly the opposite, the fascination only grew, and when I first entered a classroom as a teacher my destiny was sealed.

Of course I never lost my old passion, I also took a major in architecture and I was going to take over the head of our family's company in precisely a year. If everything went smoothly of course. With that deal my father never bothered me with my choice; my mother was a teacher herself so he considered it as a family thing.

I was now going to start on a new school, a very small one located on a equally small town named Forks. That would probably contribute to the fact that I am substituting an old teacher in the middle of the semester. I was probably the topic of the week.

The first classes had gone quite well with the exceptions of a few teenage girls that were more interested in hitting on me then actually paying attention.

After the pause for lunch was just over it was the senior's turn in a couple of minutes entered a first group composed only of boys, next came a few girls eyeing up and down and almost licking their lips. Aren't them afraid of getting a detention? The only reason why I didn't give them one it's because I had no wish to start off like that, throwing detentions everywhere on my first day.

Once most of the desks were occupied I patted the board to silent them and begin with the class.

"Hello class! I'm Edward Cullen and as you all know I will be your new English teacher."There were a series of murmurs that went to "Welcome buddy" to "Hey Hottie!"

Once the silence was settled again I restarted "Well as this is my first day I presume we could use the first couple of minutes to get to…"

Suddenly there was a loud noise coming from the door "I'm so sorry! I'm usually never late!" A sweet melodic voice spoke, but it wasn't the voice itself that took my breath away,it was the owner of it.

Right in front of me stood the most beautiful girl I had ever laid my eyes on, and I had already seen many beautiful girls. She had a long and soft mahogany hair that contrasted greatly with the paleness of her porcelain skin. Her face was flawless and her eyes…those beautiful brown eyes that had me immediately lost on them. But her lips were my big problem, those pink lips called for own to claim them in a long passionate kiss that would make us both forget their own name.

I was forcefully pulled back from my inappropriate thoughts by the same sweet sound calling for me.

"Oh I'm sorry. You are?" The realization that I didn't yet know her name hit me like a punch in the stomach.

"Bella sir, Bella Swan." I nodded and told her to take her sit, she did so apologizing once more with a tinge o pink in her cheeks that made her even more appealing. If that is even possible.

Bella Swan. The name suited her perfectly una bella ragazza.She was just that beautiful and perfect. And I needed her just like I needed air to breath. I would have to make her mine. She is your student you can't do that. Muttered a more reasonable part of me, and it was right. Even though she was a senior and for that probably a legal adult it was still illegal. Illegal! That is not even the problem you it occurred to you that she might not want you! Another truth, but would I be able to let her go if that was the case? No. I would never give her up. I could never give her up. I would make her want me, she would be happy with me! Keep dreaming love boy! Just forget her she deserves better.

This little voice inside my head was starting to annoy the hell out of me. Why wouldn't it simply shut up?

It was extremely hard continuing with the class as if nothing had happened. I couldn't help but steal a few glances of her. She was sitting at a table right at the middle of the class. Too far for my liking. That simply wouldn't do, on the next time I would have her sit in the first desk, right in from of me, where I could feel her wonderful smell. There were so many things to change so many details to of one thing I was sure she would be mine.

BPOV

I was never late, and I mean Never. Not even once in my entire life. But of course it had to happen at my first class with the new teacher? Just to give him the perfect impression of me. And he is teaching my favorite subject! It's not fair!

Thankfully he was really nice, a little creepy but still very nice. He kept staring at me as if I was something to eat. Not the way a teacher should look at his student. But I guess he was just stunned by my sudden entrance and I misunderstood everything.

He told me to sit down and I chose my usual spot in the middle of the class, not in the front but not at the back just perfect. He allowed the class to ask a few questions about him and then continued with the lesson from where had left. He was a good teacher and everybody seemed to understand everything, but he seemed a little distant as if his mind was somewhere else and he kept glancing at me in a weird way. This guy is scary, but extremely gorgeous, he had unruly bronze hair and stunning emerald eyes that could surely get you lost in them. He was not too built but wasn't skinny either. He was perfect. Adonis in human form, every girl's wet dream but scarred the heck out of me.

I was relieved when class was over and was about to storm out of there but was stopped by somebody's strong grip in my arms. I turned around to be faced with strong green eyes that bored into mine daring me to look away."Miss Swan I think you are too much at the end of the class I'm going to ask you to sit more at the front from now on." He said in his deep masculine voice. I nodded at him and loosened his grip "I will see you tomorrow.

"Yes sir."And the n left the class as quickly as I could without falling. I met Angela at the end of the corridor and we headed together for the next class. I couldn't however absolve anything; all I could think about was him. I somehow felt a pull toward him, and feared him all the same. But how come you can feel attracted to the one thing you fear?

I was thankful when the last bell rang signing that I could finally leave the school grounds. I walked to my truck alone since Angie was with Ben. But instead of driving home I resolved to head down to La Push I needed to talk to feel warm and safe like he always made me feel.