A/N: FIFTEEN REVIEWS IN TWO CHAPTERS!!!!!!!! I AM SO HIGH!!!!!!!I seriously love you guys. And luv4ed had some great feedback, which I totally agree on. For everyone's information, stalling is my thing. :D

I wanna dedicate this to my Dad's Toyota Corolla car, because if I didn't sit on it every night and pretend to talk to Edward, this fic never would be born. Also, I dedicate this to my bro, who was the one who inspired me to do what I love. Love ya, bro. :D

Disclaimer: We all need stuff that we can never hope of owning. Twilight is like that to me. :(

CHAPTER TWO- First sight

You are everything I need to see

Smile and sunlight makes sunlight to me

-Evanescence-Angel of mine

I leaned against the doorframe and closed my eyes.

Edward's long, perfectly-sculpted fingers caressed the keys of the piano. I've never had what you would call a really musical soul, but when this man-vampire, I mean-played, I really felt it. My soul floated with the wind coming from the open windows as note after note of a composition completely foreign to me was played by someone who seemed other-worldly, like he was a gift from heaven, completing perfection.

I opened my eyes, and took in the sight of the wide open French windows, and the light that filtered in through them, and the man, bathed in the golden light that was a rarity in this district, a look of perfect peace adorning his porcelain face as he played. And his face literally sparkled, as if thousands of diamonds had been embedded in it by the sculptor to enhance pure perfection. None of it could be real. He couldn't be real.

And then the moment was over, and he had finished playing. My heart cried out silently at the deprivation of the flawless beauty I had just witnessed, but I smiled anyway. He stood from his stool, and stepped sideways, his eyes unfocused, like he was still in that world of his own where he's happy.

There was a sound of quiet applause from the left corner of the room, and Alice, Edward's sister, beamed at him. She was followed by her soul mate, Jasper, the one with all the scars. It was as though the sound of her clapping banged us back to reality. He smiled slightly. "Did you have a good trip?"

I decided to sneak out before the pixie saw me, but no such luck. She whizzed towards me. "Leah! Oh, thank God you're here, I so desperately need a female to talk to!"

"That sounds positively terrifying." Edward commented, his mouth curved slightly upwards. "Jazz, you didn't do some unforgivable crime on the way that Alice can't bear to tell me, did you?"

The blond vampire shrugged. "Not that I know of."

Alice rolled her eyes. "You know that Jazz isn't exactly the best appreciator of Gucci."

My eyes widened. "I'm not, either."

My eyes met Edward's again. They were filled with laughter. He was laughing. At me. Somewhere in my shell-shocked mind, I was offended. The cocky bastard. "And is Edward an appreciator of Gucci?"

"No, Chanel is more his thing." Alice replied, catching on.

"Really? I was actually thinking more along the lines of, I don't know, Armani." Ha ha. Take that, Mr. Bloodsucker.

He just smiled. "Whatever you say."

I inhaled deeply. "I may be up for it, Alice." It was weird to say their real names. They had been the bloodsuckers and leeches for so long. "I just need to talk to my brother for one last time."

She rolled her eyes. "And they call us the dramatic ones."

I nodded. "Damn straight." I automatically looked at Edward for his response, and hated myself instantly for doing it. The corners of his mouth were curved upwards.

I checked on Seth, just in case he had imprinted on Claire and Quil and him were battling it out (har har) over her, and joined Alice.

"Hey, why does everyone assume that girls like me don't like hard rock?" Alice asked, totally out of the blue. I was still adjusting to the whole initial oh-God-I'm-in-a-vampire's-room shock, so it took me a while to answer. "Um, they do?"

She nodded firmly, and I frowned. Okay, so that was a stupid question. I had no idea what kind of music she liked. "So, uh, you like hard rock?"

She semi-wrinkled her nose. "I like some Goth stuff. You know, like Evanescence."

I made myself smile, because she really was trying to make me at home. At home in a vamp household. Mom would die if she knew. Well, Billy was handling the fact that his kid loved the vamp fortress, so Mom would have to deal quietly.

Somehow, I doubted it. But whatever.

"You should like Nightwish." I said, politely. "I mean, their front is a female too. They're awesome."

"Edward says that." She informed me. "But he likes all kinds of random music, so I didn't listen. Are they really good?"

I nodded, some long-forgotten enthusiasm at talking with a member of the same sex returning. "The best. And Within Temptation is pretty awe-inspiring, too. And I really like a band called The Marshall Tucker Band. You'll like them. They're southerners." I smirked.

She narrowed her eyes. "Did Edward pay you to say that?"

I snorted, proving my delicate feminity. "He didn't, believe me."

"I think he has those CD's in his room." She was frowning. "I'll go get it."

"No, I'll go." I stood up, and stretched my legs. I had already wandered out of the room when I realized that I had no idea where the mind-reaper's room was, but also found that I didn't care. Talking to Alice was fun and all, but I preferred to be alone. There's a weird sense of joy when you can feel the muscles of your legs coil and uncoil without any effort.

Yep, that's me, the girl who's only happy when she feels her legs move.

I began humming a Garbage song, and then I saw it.

His room.

It was so obvious that it was Edward's. It was right at the end of the hall, which was why I hadn't stumbled across it earlier. My eyes flew wide open in wonder, and I stopped trying to believe that I was still on Earth. It faced south, and the whole wall was like a window. I moved like someone in a dream-because I had to be dreaming- and touched the cold glass.

The view was breathtaking. It really made me forget to breathe, and I had to choke a little. The corn-blue Sol Duc River stretched across and was fringed by the vivid green of the untouched forest. The Olympian mountains rose regally like kings, and I was overwhelmed by a feeling of insignificance. Everything was so majestic, so regal……….. All the words fit to describe the scenery that I may have known melted away as I stared.

Presently, I realized that I was on a mission, and willed my body to turn. The western wall dedicated solely to CD's. I tried to stop myself from examining them. God, this room is so distracting. I padded across the thick golden carpet towards it. Just as I guessed. It was organized according to year. I brushed my fingers along them. He was versatile. Everything from Debussy and Schuman to Metallica and Kamelot to Eric Clapton and James Blunt. The genre difference wasn't illustrated, however. Maybe they were categorized according to personal preference.

My fingers rested briefly over The Marshall Tucker Band's album, A New Life, when a strange thing happened.

I turned my neck.

I mean, sounds entirely normal, right? But the weird thing was how I turned my neck at exactly that second. Now, I was looking at the well-organized desk, and saw something that looked interesting.

Since I still had the far-away feeling of a person in a dream, I felt no worries as I strode past the black leather sofa towards the desk, and picked the paper up.

The heading was Certificate of Divorce.

I blinked stupidly, and the other-worldly feeling evaporated.

"Leah?"

I whipped around. The universe hates me. "Hi, Edward."

He nodded at the certificate, which I was still holding in my hand. "I see you've seen my pride and joy."

I sighed. He sounded so bitter. His golden eyes weren't angry as he looked at me, though. They weren't even resigned. "You enjoy the view?"

I frowned, and he chuckled. "Outside."

I promptly went red. Damn it. "How long did were you here?"

"A while." His eyes had a strangely guarded expression. I shuffled awkwardly, and tried to take things into my hands. "So, I'll be going."

He nodded, with a slight smile. As I walked past him, however, he called my name again. "Leah."

I turned around slowly. His smile was crooked. "You forgot your CD."

He gave me A New Life.

I met his honey-gold eyes. "Thanks."

A/N: First of all, this chapter was called first sight 'coz it's the first time Leah really sees Edward as a man. Lame, I know. Many thanks to The Marshall Tucker Band, whom I have never heard of before I typed a Google search on A new life album 'coz I needed some symbology. :) Funny how life works. I worked really hard on this one, and researched like nobody's business, so be nice and PLEEEASE REVIEW!!!!!!! And, some thank-you's are in order.

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