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As always, thanks to MeteorOnAMoonlessNight for being my beta and Sara aka Nikki Black and Sukiethree for pre-reading!

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"Why don't you come out with us, Bella? It'll be fun!" Jessica all but begs me.

Her definition of fun and mine are two different things. Fun for me doesn't consist of going out to a club where my two friends will get hit on and have drinks bought for them all night while I just stand there being ignored. No one in a club hits on the big girl. I'm just invisible to them. It's times like these I wish I could be anyone else except for me.

"Sorry, I have the opening shift tomorrow at work. But you and Lauren have a drink for me," I lied to her before saying goodbye and hanging up the phone.

I loved my friends, I truly do, but they'll never get it. They'll never get me. I sighed and grabbed my laptop, sitting down on the couch. Here, on the internet, I could do anything and be anyone I wanted. I had friends on there who I could be honest with, who understood my struggles, because they struggled just the same. There were nights, however, when even that wasn't enough. I needed to feel more than I was right now. I loaded up Instant Messenger, opened up the section for chat rooms, and scrolled through the list until one caught my eye.

A Nintendo chat room seemed pretty safe, and it was bound to have a few guys in it. That was what I was craving; a confidence boost in the form of male attention. I double clicked the link to the room and then just sat there for a few moments watching conversations scroll by. I picked up quickly that the majority of the conversation was centered around Tetris, a game I'd never really enjoyed.

"Tetris is probably my least favorite video game," I wrote. I knew I might ruffle some feathers, but it would get me involved in the chat. Just as thought, I was met with a few responses like "how can you say that?" and "what the actual fuck?"

What I wasn't expecting was an Instant message to pop up. Their screen name was EAC720.

"You seriously don't like Tetris?" they wrote.

I smiled to myself. Some people took video games so seriously. "No, it's just not my thing. I've never been good at it."

"That's probably the saddest thing I've ever heard," popped up on my screen.

"If I do play video games, it's usually something like Mario. It always reminds me of my childhood," I replied.

It was a few minutes before they responded. "I get that. Mario is one of my favorites, too. I hope you don't mind me asking, but are you male or female?"

"Female. What about you?"

A few seconds later, they responded with, "Huh. Not usually a lot of girls in this room. I'm a guy."

"Good to know. What else do you do besides game?"

"Just getting my degree in computer science and going to work. What about you? No plans on a Friday night?" he wrote.

"Nope. I'm not really a fan of parties or clubs, and that's where my friends were headed. What about you?"

"Unless you count talking to strangers about video games, then no, no plans."

We continued chatting for a while, just learning small things about one another. I was from a small town in Washington called Forks, but was currently in Seattle for school while he was born and raised in Brooklyn and was attending school at NYU. We learned what each other's favorite band was, what was the best and worse movie we'd ever seen. The list went on, and before I knew it, it was already one in the morning.

"Wow, I didn't realize it was so late. I probably should get some sleep," I typed.

"Oh, right. Hey, before you go, would you be willing to tell me your name?"

I smiled at the screen as I read his words. "It's Bella. Tell me yours?"

"Edward. I really liked chatting with you, Bella. Do you want to talk again sometime soon? Like tomorrow? LOL."

"I'd really like that. Goodnight, Edward," I wrote before I signed off.

I closed my laptop and placed it back on my desk. I climbed into bed, happier than I'd been earlier in the evening. I'd made a friend tonight when all I planned on doing was a bit of shameless, anonymous flirting. I honestly couldn't wait to learn more about Edward tomorrow.

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I was woken the next morning by a loud banging at my door. I sighed and threw my feet over the edge of the bed, knowing I'd been found out by Jessica.

I pulled open the door. Sure enough, there she was. "What do you need, Jess?"

She narrowed her eyes at me, "You lied to me. I went by the coffee shop, and imagine my surprise when you weren't there. What the hell?"

"I just didn't want to go out, and you wouldn't let up otherwise."

"But it was so fun! There were these two guys, they were so hot, and—"

I raised my hand to stop her mid-sentence. "They would have been completely uninterested in me."

"Why do you say those things? You're gorgeous, Bella!"

"Look, you just wouldn't understand, okay? Maybe next time."

Jessica rolled her eyes at me, obviously not really hearing what I was saying. Everyone found her and Lauren attractive. They were both thin with pin-straight hair. They could walk into any store and find something to wear and a guy to match it. They had no clue what it was like to be 190 pounds with plain brown eyes and brown wavy hair that would never do what I wanted it to. I could only shop in stores that were dedicated to plus size women, and it was a limited selection.

"At least come have breakfast with us?"

I glanced over at my laptop. I'd been hoping to just spend the day chatting with Edward if he was around, but I figured I'd have more time to myself later if I appeased her.

"Fine. Just let me go get dressed."

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I never felt comfortable when I went out to eat with my friends. They had no problem with stuffing their faces and no one really gave them a second glance. Me, though? I always felt like all eyes were on me, that I had to pick and choose my meals carefully because no one wanted to watch the fat girl stuff her face.

"You're just going to eat an egg white omelet and toast? Really, Bella?" Lauren questioned my order.

I glared at her. "I'm just not that hungry, okay?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "Whatever you say. Did Jess tell you about the guys we met last night? So fucking hot."

I nodded and then tuned them out, letting my thoughts drift to Edward. I just wanted to get home. I just wanted a minute to be anyone but me.

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I rushed through my front door after Jessica dropped me off and went straight to my laptop, opening it up. I held my breath as I connected to Instant Messenger, and couldn't help my grin when I saw Edward's screen name on my friends list.

I clicked on his name to open up an IM, but before I could type anything, he messaged me first.

"Hey! I've been hoping you'd sign on," he wrote.

"Hey. Sorry, my friends dragged me out to breakfast. I'd much rather have chatted with you." I hit send before I lost my nerve.

"I'm happy you got time with your friends, but I'd much rather you were here chatting with me, too."

I read his reply over and over, a small smile on my lips. "So, what are your plans for the rest of the day?"

"I'm off for the weekend. I was hoping we could spend it getting to know each other, you know, as much as we can on here."

"I really like that idea. I think we could be good friends."

"I hope I don't seem too forward, but I'd really like to put a face to your words. Do you have a picture? I'll send you mine." As soon as his text popped up, so did a file attachment. I froze for a moment before double clicking on it, and the most attractive man I had even seen in my life stared back at me. He had piercing green eyes and the most unusual bronze-colored hair. His jaw was sharp and I could almost see the slightest bit of stubble covering it. My mouth watered looking at him.

There was no way I could be honest with him. He'd never speak to me again if he knew what I truly looked like.

"Bella? Are you still there?" he wrote.

I took a deep breath and pulled up a picture of Lauren. She was one of the most beautiful women I knew. I hesitated for a moment before I hit send.

It was done. I was officially someone else.