How I wish you could see the potential,

the potential of you and me.

It's like a book elegantly bound,

but in a language that you can't read...just yet.

You gotta spend some time, love

You gotta spend some time with me,

and I know that you will find love.

I will possess your heart.

I Will Posses Your Heart by Death Cab for Cutie

Chapter Numero Cuatro (EPOV)

Another small, mind-numbing town. Where everyone knows everyone else's business. Where you couldn't do one thing without the whole town knowing.

My home.

I'd always lived in small towns. My father, Carlisle, was a country doctor. He was brilliant enough to be more but he loved knowing his patients names by heart. He loved knowing all their stories and all their troubles. Carlisle just loved people. It was one thing we didn't share.

Now, I don't hate people. Not at all. I just sometimes wish they'd go away. They being the ones who gossip. They being the ones who are judgmental. They being the ones who just irk me.

But I had a promise from Carlisle that this town would be better. And a promise is a promise.

I hate promises. It's a weak word with a weak meaning. I mean, who keeps them anymore? Besides children, of course.

But that's not really why I agreed to move. Anonymity. That was the siren that was calling me to the new town.

I'd gotten in some trouble here and I just wanted to start over. I was over my stupid teenager phase and I was ready to grow up. To go to college and to start my life. But everyone here only remembers me from what I did, that's how the judged me. So to get my fresh start, I agreed to move.

When I first saw the welcome sign when driving into Forks, I sighed. Why must all small towns have such ridiculous names?

A week after moving in, we started school. The school here had three hundred and fifty seven students- now fifty nine with My sister and me. My old school barely reached three hundred. I was a small fish in a big pond here.

Everyone seemed to ignore me. Which suited me just fine. But my sister Alice, who has never been ignored a day in her life, had a radar for detecting the 'its' and the 'isn't's. I stuck with Alice for lack of a better choice.

I was walking to class one day when my eye caught sight of a girl with brown hair, walking alone. And this wasn't the first time I'd seen her. Whenever I did see her she always seemed to be alone. She wasn't ugly, far from it actually, so why was she always alone?

It had to be by choice. She just had that look on her face that politely said 'don't approach me'. It was if people didn't notice her. It was like she was a ghost.

Before I knew it six months had gone by and nothing had changed. I still hung out with Alice and her friends and I still noticed the girl. Who still, was always alone.

A part of me wanted to go up to her, to introduce myself. She was actually quite interesting. I would be sitting at lunch, bored with the people around me, and I would find her in the crowd. She was alone but she always had a book. She'd have a new one every couple of days or so. Today she was reading Wicked. And she looked as if she was enjoying it. I would catch her giggle and shake her head at some parts, and it just amazed me how she could get so lost she didn't notice me starting at her or anything else. I didn't try t hide my curiosity. Or so I thought.

This is girl was extremely unobservant. I would blatantly be staring at her in the hallways as I passed and she would look on, not seeing me. But I wasn't the only one staring at her. I'd noticed this boy named Mike Newton stare at her quiet a few times.

At first I told myself it wasn't jealousy I was feeling when I would notice him staring at her, it was I just had a tummy ache. But you can only lie to yourself for so long. And before long I realized I had a small crush on her.

Like really, really small. Bacteria sized crush.

And the sad thing was, I didn't know her name. I tried paying attention to other people's conversations to see if they said anything about her.

….but no one did. I didn't hear one word about her. Nothing.

So I did some research. In the school's sad excuse for a library. There I found old yearbooks. I flipped through the year before until I found her. She hadn't changed much. Her hair was the same and her face still had that expression she carried so greatly.

Isabella Swan was her name.

I said it out loud once and laughed. I was such a creeper. But I had this deep, deep hope she would realize one day, that I watched her. Because I was to much of a chicken to go up and speak to her. I knew that much already. I'd tried to talk to her once, but I ran away before she even saw me.

Yes, pathetic I am.

It was about three weeks after I found her picture in the yearbook that I heard my first rumor about Isabella Swan.

Tyler Crowley was talking to some girl whose name I did not know. She had big, poofy hair though.

"So my Dad was talking to my Mom about Bella buying a whole bunch of candles yesterday."

The girl didn't look that interested, in fact, I've seen more interest on someone's face when watching the Home Shopping Network. "Tyler, what does it matter what Swan buys? She's a freak anyways."

I shifted in my seat a little when she said this. I had this urge to yell at her for calling Isabella-er, Bella, a freak.

Tyler leaned into her closer as if what he was about to was top secret. "It just gives us proof that she is a witch. Witches need candles to perform séances and other witchy activities."

Jessica rolled her eyes at him. "Tyler, you're such a waste of space."

I have to admit, I laughed when she said that. But only because it's true.

So people thought Bella Swan was a witch. I've heard stupider things. Which were about me.

You see, I sort of lost my beloved anonymity about a month ago. I did something stupid and kind of embarrassing. No, it wasn't kind of embarrassing. It was really embarrassing.

I was in Port Angeles one weekend looking for a decent music store. I really didn't want to go all the way up to Seattle for just one CD. But I somehow knew, that was going to be how it went. I was walking out of the CD store when I saw that there was a pier at the end of the street. I checked my watch. I still had three hours before curfew.

So I walked to the pier and looked out at the ocean, wishing I was somewhere warm so I could learn to how surf. Because, well, guys who surf are kind of bad-ass. Anyways, I was standing there for about five minutes when I heard this horrible squawking noise. It sounded like a dying cat.

I looked to see where the noise was coming from and saw that goose was standing there about five feet away from me, and it looked pissed. I looked down and saw that I was standing near it's nest. I then realized I was in one those 'wrong place at the wrong time' situations. I tried to slowly and slyly walk away from the scene, with every step I took the goose squawked louder and louder.

I decided that the best course of action was just to break out into a sprint towards my car. Surprising the goose. So as I started running the goose flew towards me and knocked me down.

I kind of just laid there a moment to shocked to move before I realized the goose beating the shit out of me. I pushed and he punched, I pushed and he punched, and finally I got him off of me. I ran away, quickly and I felt like such a wuss doing so.

When I got to my car I got in and locked the doors. I sat there for a moment letting what just happened sink in.

"I just got attacked by a goose," I said out loud, my voice surprised.

So that night I drove home in a daze. I was pretty sure I'd never forget that night. But it became real awkward when I got home, and Alice saw the bruises.

She dropped her cupped and ran up to me. "EDWARD! What happened? Did you get into a fight again? DAD!"

I held up my hands in front me, "I'm fine, Alice. I just got attacked."

"By what? A Russian mobster? You look horrible!"

I scoffed, "Oh, thanks Alice. I love you too." I paused for moment wondering if I should really tell her what happened. "I got attacked by a goose in Port Angeles."

There was that moment of silence. You know the one where it's so quiet you could hear a pen drop.

That was until all I could hear was Alice's laughter. "You-you got attacked by a goose? A bird? You a grown man got attacked by a bird?"

"Hey! The bird surprised me and it was huge!" I said defending myself, but I knew she right. It was pathetic.

"Wait until I tell Emmett and Jasper," She said still laughing.

My eyes narrowed. "If you tell anyone I'll set your closet on fire." My voice was dangerously low and I never broke gaze with Alice just to show her that this was a serious matter.

She stopped laughing immediately and she just looked at me, a shaken look on her face. "You wouldn't," was all she said.

I smirked, "Oh I would."

She nodded her head and swiftly turned around walking towards her room. I watched her go and as soon as she was out of sight. I went straight towards my bathroom and looked in the bathroom mirror, and sighed. What a great night.

That was about a month ago and when I came to school the next Monday the rumor mill had started business. I heard things like:

Did you hear that new kid Edward killed a man?

I heard he got into a fight with a mob boss. Apparently the other guy needs a new kidney because of Edward.

High school will never cease to amaze me. The ignorant people it houses is astounding, but I was just thankful I never once heard the word goose come out of their mouths.

But I was worried about one thing…what does Bella think of me now?

AN: So how do you like the look into Edward's mind? I don't think there will be another, but I felt this was needed. To kind of clear somethings up. So the rumor Edward heard was NOT about Bella's mom, just wanted to make that clear. So he still has no idea why she is always alone. Anyyyyways, I've had like five people ask me if I write the chapter based upon the song I put up at the top. And the answer is no, I do not. I write the chapter and then I go through my itunes account looking at the songs and picking the one I think is best. So the next chapter probably won't be out until Saturday. I gots a busy week ahead!

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doctorwholove. (I'm so anxious for this Saturday's episode! What happens to Amy?)