AN: Hello Everyone. I've updated pretty quick with this one but don't come to expect it. I was just excited cause quite a few people put me on Story alert or Favourite Author. So thanks everyone. Also thanks to everyone who reviewed. This chapter is dedicated to my first reviewers: oh-my-Edward, 4everbellaxedward and Hellisnttahtbadwhenyouhaveanangel. I love you guys already!!

Disclaimer: I am a really big idiot and because this is my first story I forgot to put a disclaimer on last chapter. So I'm telling you now that Bella and Edward and all other characters do not belong to me. I am simply using them for my pleasure (don't think dirty). All of the above and more belong to my totally awesome idol Stephenie Meyer. We all love her!

I continued to stare into his eyes until I realised he was actually talking. I blushed and my eyes travelled down until I was staring at his perfectly formed lips. I wanted to grab his face in my hands and kiss him until our lips were fused together. I heard my God chuckle and looked back into his eyes. They were sparkling with amusement with a hint of worry still there.

"I'm sorry. What did you say?" I asked embarrassedly. I was surprised I could form coherent sentences around him.

"I was just asking if you were okay. Are you?" he asked with humour.

"I'm fine. Unfortunately this sort of stuff happens often," I babbled. Why did I say that? He already thought I was a moron, now he'll think I'm an uncoordinated idiot. Great going Bella!

"What sort or stuff? Falling over?" he asked amused. He definitely thought I was an idiot.

"Yeah. Well, thanks for your help…" I trailed off hoping to get his name but he was staring at me. I began to feel self conscious. "Are you going to tell me your name?"

"Only if you tell me yours," he flirted. I couldn't believe it. This bronze haired, green eyed, hot bodied God was flirting with me. I almost lost it right then.

"I asked first," I protested.

"I'm Edward. Now tell me your name."

"Isabella, though nobody calls me that."

"If they don't call you Isabella what do they call you?" he asked while helping me to my feet. I swayed a bit but he wrapped his arm around my waist steadying me.

"Bella."

"And what do I call you?" he asked quietly, leaning in to my ear like it was a secret. His breath tickled my ear and made me shiver.

"You can call me what you like," I replied.

"Alright Bella, would you like some help carrying your bags to your room?"

"You don't have to," I protested. I didn't want him to feel obligated.

"I want to. Where do you live?" he asked.

I told him and he helped me find it. Once we reached my door his phone started to ring. He took his phone out and started talking. I didn't want to be rude and listen to his conversation so I opened my door and took my first look around my dorm. It wasn't overly spacious or cramped. It was perfect. I walked down the small hallway and opened the door. This room already had stuff in it so I assumed it was my roommate Mary's. I retraced my steps and continued down the other hall to what I assumed would be my room. I stepped in and noticed that this room was slightly bigger than the other room. Mary must have given me the biggest room. I felt a swell of affection for Mary even though I haven't met her yet. I saw a note spread out on the bed and leaned over to read the fairy writing scrawled over the page.

Hello my new roommate Isabella!

If you are reading this it means I wasn't in the room to greet you. For this I am sorry. We are going to be great friends and I know it! Trust me on that one. I'll be back at 2:30 and we can go shopping for some things for our room. How does that sound? I can't wait to meet you.

Love Alice… though you probably know me as Mary.

I read the note and smiled. I couldn't wait to meet Mary… or Alice. Whichever, whoever, or even both.

At that moment Edward poked his head through the door and smiled at me. I felt my knees go weak and my stomach flip. What this guy does to me should be illegal.

"I am so sorry Bella but my roommate is a bit thick and he managed to lock himself out of our dorm. Normally I wouldn't worry but he has training and if he doesn't go he's kicked off the team," he grimaced. I smiled at him even though my insides were yelling at him, damning his roommate to hell.

"That's fine," I assured him.

"It is? It's not though. I wanted to…" he trailed off biting his lip.

"You wanted to what?" I asked curiously.

"Never mind." He was about to says something else when his phone run again. He groaned and answered it.

"What Emmett?" he said angrily. I couldn't imagine what was making him feel this was, but I like that he did. He was incredibly sexy when he was angry.

"Don't do that. You idiot! Stop, I am coming right now." He closed his phone. "I am sorry but I really have to go now. My roommate, Emmett, decided to try climbing through the window and got stuck. His ass is now is sticking out next to a picture of a waterfall and a tree."

"It's fine," I laughed. "Go save your friend."

He smiled gratefully and ran out the room. As soon as he was gone I felt empty, like he had taken some part of me with him. I groaned and leaned back on the bed. I groaned again when I realised he hadn't even asked for my number.

"Isabella? Are you here yet Isabella?" I heard someone scream. I jumped off the bed and went to see who it was.

When I got to the living room I saw a small girl with short, spiky, black hair and petite features standing in the middle of the room. She was wearing a loose, short tie dyed skirt with a yellow halter-neck with a low back. She was stunningly beautiful. She turned to me and I saw her pale blue eyes light up with excitement when she saw me.

"You're here!" she squealed and ran up to give me a hug. She jumped around while hugging me and I couldn't help but join in. When she pulled back she simply beamed at me.

"I'm so happy to finally meet you Isabella!" she gushed.

"Call me Bella," I corrected happily. "I'm happy to meet you to Mary."

"No Mary. That name sounds boring and old. I am young and exciting so call me Alice."

"I don't see the connection between Alice and Mary. How did you get Alice out of Mary?" I asked confused.

"No, no silly. Alice is my middle name. My full name is Mary Alice Cullen." I laughed with her. "Well come on then. We are going shopping for stuff for our room. I didn't want to get stuff before you got here just in case you didn't like it."

"Thanks. I noticed that you also gave me the bigger room. Thanks for that too," I said sincerely.

"No probs. I'll be spending heaps of time at my boyfriend's room anyway so I figured it was the least I could do," she shrugged.

"You have a boyfriend? Tell me about him," I encouraged. If we were gonna be friends we may as well gossip about boys.

She giggled girlishly. "I'll talk while we shop." With that she pulled me out the door and dragged me to a yellow Porsche. I gasped when I saw it. She smiled smugly when she noticed my reaction.

"You like my baby?" she asked patting the cars bonnet. I just nodded. Her family was obviously loaded. I got in hesitantly.

As we shopped for appliances, decorations and other stuff for the room she prattled off stuff about herself. She has a brother who is a year older. Her boyfriend is Jasper. He is super hot, always calm and collected and (most importantly) a superb kisser. His twin sister Rosalie was one of Alice's close friends. All this she told me, and more, during a three hour shopping trip.

When I got home (it's funny how quickly I referred to it as home) I plopped myself on the couch and started massaging my feet. "God, my feet are killing me! Why did I agree to this?" I asked exasperated. Alice just chuckled and continued to bounce around the kitchen. She brought me a coffee and some biscuits which I ate gratefully.

"Don't get to comfortable," she warned.

"Why not?" I asked annoyed. She just laughed at me.

"We are going out for dinner with my brother, his roommate, Jasper and Rosalie!" she announced excitedly. "And since we are going out and it's your first night here I took the liberty of buying you a dress and I'm dressing you up!" she fizzed.

"No Alice! Can't I just wear jeans and a shirt? They're gonna think I'm plain no matter what I wear," I whined. Her eyes hardened with anger.

"You are anything but plain! Nobody will dare call you plain by the time I'm through with you. In fact," her eyes brightened again by this point, "I bet you will get at least four guys phone numbers by the end of the night."

"You're ridiculous Alice," I said good naturedly.

"But you love me anyhow. Come on. I'll show you your dress," she exclaimed while pulling me off the bed.

I groaned but followed her. I was preparing myself for a night of torture. However it was going to be a very good night. A very, very good night.

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