Update: July 6 2010

Edward Cullen, Duke of Warwickshire

Edward Anthony Masen Cullen

Father Dr. Carlisle Anthony Cullen

Mother Esme Ann Cullen (née Masen)

Born 20 June 1989 (age 23)

St Mary's Hospital, London, United Kingdom

Religion Christianity Church of England

Edward Cullen duke of Warwickshire is the only child of famed Dr. Carlisle Cullen. His paternal grandparents are the late Duke of Warwickshire and his wife Ellen Carter. He was second in line to succeed his grandfather, after his father but his father passed on the title and position which was passed on to his son.'

"Isabella why are you looking up Edward. You know what mother said."

"I remember what she said and I have to write a biography for my English course and the professor gave me Edward to write it on. The girl next to me got Prince William to work with and the boy on the other side of me got Prince Charles."

"Well stay away from, him. He is mine!"

"Then why was it supermodel Irina Li on his arm and not you last week?" I asked.

Tanya just huffed and stomped like an elephant out of the room. I smile once she was gone. I highly doubt that Tanya or I would have had a chance with Edward. Myself because I was five years younger and American and Tanya because she was a snobby girl that could hardly be called a woman and was only after Edward for his money and the title he carries.

Since there hadn't been that much information on Edward it didn't take me long to write Edward's biography. I used the profiling techniques that my father taught me to fill in some of hey he blanks. I kept those parts vague enough so that didn't sound like a tabloid reporting any and every little thing that they hear about Edward or anyone else that was rich and famous.

I sent the biography off to my professor along with notes I made on it.

"Isabella I need you to help in the kitchen again tonight. The Witherdales are coming and bringing their son along with them." Mrs. Dunn said. "He will be just perfect for Charlotte."

It took all I had not to react to what she had said. Charlotte and I had become good friends in the weeks since my birthday and I knew that she was not going to like what her step-mother was planning. Mrs. Dunn left once I agreed to be in the kitchen at six o'clock just like before.

Once I knew Mrs. Dunn was out of hearing range I called Charlotte and gave her the news. I had to pull the phone away from my ear at the scream she let out. She apologize for nearly blowing my ear drums and said she had to go.

Five hours later I was done helping the cook clean up the kitchen. I was almost to my room when a man with shaggy blond hair stopped me by throwing out his arm. I tried side stepping him but he stepped right in front of me.

"Is there something you need?" I asked.

"You are quite beautiful. Much more so than your sister. The dark hair suits you."

"I think you have the wrong person. My name is Bella and I am from America." I said. "Charlotte is staying with friends."

The man still looked at me all creepy like when he walked away. His behavior was beyond creepy and I was happy to make my way to my room. I locked the door nice and tight once I stepped inside.