A/N: I am SO SO SO SORRY I took so long to Update. I can try and promise that it won't happen again!! I had already written the chapter, but I couldn't find the file. I'm really sorry. I had to rewrite half of it, so if its not as good, I apologize. Anyway, the more reviews I get, the longer the chapters are. I swear, that just how I roll.
P.S. Ericaisdazzled, you got the word cheese in this chapter!! Take THAT!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!
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EVOP
Emmett, Jasper and I were the last people on the field. After a horrible practice with the new freshmen, who truly did not know how to play without getting into an argument with one another, we just decided to relax and joke around a bit. "Hey Em, I bet that you can't eat a gallon of pickles?" Jasper, of course, was coming up with another bet that he could ridicule Emmett with. Emmett being, well, Emmett, agreed to said bet but not before trying to negotiate. "Jazz, how about I eat two pounds of cheese instead?" "No deal, Em. Anyway, we don't want to have to deal with you if you get sick from too much dairy intake." I nearly fell over laughing while Emmett attempted to glare at Jasper, yet failed miserably as a huge goofy grin slid onto his face. "Hey Jazz, I bet you fifty bucks that you can't throw the football across the field." In response, Jasper stood up and grabbed the football. His arm pulled back and thrust forward. From there, the ball passed the fifty yard line and was headed straight toward a figure towards the end of the field.
"Hey! Watch out!" Emmett yelled out, trying to warn the girl at the end of the field. I saw as she stepped to the right, avoiding the ball by about two inches. I stood there, watching as Emmett walked up to her and asked her if she was alright. I didn't hear what she said next, but the next thing I knew, Emmett was scooping her into his arms, giving her one of his famous death grip bear hugs. Emmett booming voice still reached the other side of the field where Jasper and I stood, saying, "Oh my gosh, Bells, how did you get here?" I could see the girl, Bells, I'm assuming, trying to breathe. As Emmett put her down, Jasper and I started jogging over towards them. "Hey Em, who's that?" Jasper yelled out. As we got closer, I got a better look at this girl. She had long dark mahogany colored hair that flowed in waves half way down her back. Her skin was pale and seemingly translucent on her heart-shaped face. She was thin, not unhealthy looking, but she looked tired. As I got closer, I could see her beauty. It was antique and natural, something that was rarely found in these present times. She was, by far, the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.
"Hey Jasper, this is my little sister, Bella. She just moved here from Phoenix. She's going to be coming to Forks High. Junior year." She smiled the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. I nearly gasped when I saw it. I finally looked into her eyes. They were brown, but covered with a white, milky veil. She was blind. I continued staring into her eyes, and her hands started to twitch unconsciously. She held out her hand for Jasper to shake, which he took and shook lightly. Then she spoke, "Ah, so you're Jasper. I believe Charlie said you helped Emmett with the Easy Talk, thanks. God knows what would have happened if Emmett did it by himself." She laughed lightly, earning her a poke from Emmett. We all laughed, but hers stood out above all. Her voice in general was like chimes; it was soft, elegant, and above all, beautiful. I found myself gawking at her, unable to tear my eyes away.
"Yes, I helped him out, but it was no problem. I actually asked if I could help him; I'm kind of a computer freak." After Jasper spoke, she graced us with yet another smile. I honestly couldn't get enough of them. This time, Jasper nudged my side, pulling me out of my Bella-induced trance. He snickered and spoke once more. "Bella, we are going to be leaving practice in about five minutes. I made a bet with Em saying that he could eat a gallon container of pickles, so we got to go." She started laughing and soon I found myself laughing along with her. It was almost like everyone else had disappeared and it was just her and I. She was gripping her sides when I realized that I had yet to introduce myself. Everyone went silent and I stepped forward and spoke.
"Hello, I'm Edward Cullen." She held out her hand, which I took gently and brought it to my lips. I swept my lips against her knuckles and looked into her veiled eyes, almost as if to try and pierce through it. A beautiful crimson blush spread across her cheeks, coloring her face and nearly making me swoon over her. "Bella Swan, nice to meet you, Edward." The way my name rolled off her tongue just made my mind go blank. The only thing that was through my mind was Bella and no one else. It wasn't until I heard a cough from Jasper that I actually released Bella's hand. I took a step back, but didn't miss the glare I was getting from Emmett. I knew how protective he was of those he loved, but when you were on the receiving end of his glare, it's not as funny.
"So, Emmett, why don't you take Bella home and Edward and I will pick up the gallon container of pickles?" Jasper, obviously trying to break the tension between Emmett and I, made an excellent excuse for us to leave. We said our goodbyes as I watched Emmett guide Bella towards his Jeep. Jasper turned to me and looked at me skeptically. "What?" Jasper and his strange sense of being able to tell read people's emotions easily normally didn't bother me, but as of this moment, his stare was a little unsettling.
"Edward, why were you staring at Bella that way?" I had been caught. Deciding to play dumb, I started walking towards the Volvo and spoke, "What are you talking about Jasper. I was just being nice." I stealthily glanced at him to see him staring straight at me again. It was beginning to become unnerving. "Edward, I know you better than that. You have never looked at anyone, especially a girl that way. And trust me; you have dated plenty of girls, so I would know." Damn him and his observations. He was right though. Never in my life of dating had I ever even looked at someone like the way I looked at Bella. Normally, girls swooned at the sight of me because apparently, I was good looking. I really didn't see it; reddish-bronze hair that was always messy, straight nose, square jaw. That was really all. I am kind of tall and lanky. Apparently, that is what girls wanted. To date a guy who had hair the color of a penny and who was tall and only somewhat muscular. I just accepted it and allowed the girls to fall over me.
"Jasper, I really don't know what you're talking about. Look, she's pretty but she's probably just like every other girl, okay." Accept Bella is beautiful and nice and…STOP this Cullen! My thoughts were definitely beginning to confuse me.
"Whatever you say Edward. Come on, we got to go get the pickles. We don't want Emmett getting away without doing the bet." We stepped into the Volvo and I sped off, my mind still being occupied by the one and only Bella Swan.
BPOV
After leaving the field, Emmett guided me to his Jeep, which from what I could feel, was huge and fit Emmett perfectly. On the drive home, he proceeded to tell me all about life after I left with Renee to Phoenix. He told me of how just two years ago, the Cullens moved to Forks and brought along Jasper and Rosalie Hale, their friends of the family. Rosalie and Emmett instantly became very close and soon became a couple. When Emmett spoke of Rosalie, I could hear the pure love and admiration. I was more than happy for Emmett; he deserved nothing but the best and if he was in love, I was happy for him. The way he described her, I could easily picture her as a model. Long blonde hair, perfect hour glass figure, and beautiful ocean blue eyes were exactly what I could see. And the fact that she had a passion for cars just like Emmett was excellent.
His friendship with Jasper, Edward, and Alice, Edward's twin sister and Jasper's girlfriend, had come naturally. It seemed to fit. Emmett could easily be friends with everyone and I was ecstatic about that. He deserved only the best.
"So, Bells, how was life in Phoenix? We never actually talked that much over the years and I bet you were up to a lot." Little did he know that my time in Phoenix wasn't as exciting and wonderful as he assumed. The sunny state had turned into my own personal Hell after the accident. Before the accident, I had few friends; basically, I was invisible. I accepted that and I was content. But after the accident, the few friends I had left. They abandoned her when she needed them the most…
"Bells, are you okay?" Emmett's booming voice pulled me out of my reverie and I quickly answered his question. "Oh, Phoenix wasn't actually that great. I felt like a freak among all the tan people, being so pale and everything. Anyway, the heat was starting to bother me. I started to miss the rain." Lies had become easier to tell since I became blind. Before, people could see the anxiety and the reluctance in my eyes, but now, the veil covered the emotions and my face was free of any sign of dishonesty. I felt bad about lying, but it was necessary at times like these. If Emmett knew what truly happened in Phoenix, he would hate me; he would never look at me the same way again. He didn't sigh or show any sign of figuring out my lie, so he spoke, "Well, things in Forks have been pretty boring, so with you being new here, you are going to be the news of the town." Crap. I hadn't thought of that. Being new was one thing, but being blind added to the stares that I would be getting. That and people trying to help me walking to classes and me trying to manage my temper in order to not beat them down with my walking stick.
My mind was so focused on trying to work out how I was going to handle my newly found predicaments that I almost didn't hear the sound of the Jeep coming to a stop in the front of the Swan house, the house that was now supposed to be my home. After finding my way inside, I ordered pizza, due to the lack of edible substances in the house. Moments after the pizza arrived so did Edward and Jasper. After about an hour of Emmett gagging on pickles, stupid jokes that made me laugh for no reason, and enjoying pizza with extra cheese and pepperoni, I bid goodnight to the boys and made my way upstairs to shower and go to bed. Once I reached my bed, I collapsed upon it and allowed my mind to wander on the day's events. In all honesty, I never expected to even feel welcome in Forks. But instead, I was not only welcome, but I found myself laughing and smiling authentically, something that I hadn't done in the whole year since the accident.
As I felt unconsciousness spread through me, one last thought crossed my mind. Maybe moving wasn't such a bad thing after all.
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