AN: I don't own any of the Twilight characters, they belong to Stephenie Meyer. I wish I owned Edward at the very least though.
Chapter 1Bella's POV
It was the beginning of my junior year, and I thought that it would be the same as every other year. My family moved every single year, every summer we would pack up and move to another town. Sometimes it was the same state, more often it was not. Sometimes, we would only live in a town for a couple months, and then we would move on. See, my parents are the people who come to a house and make it look really awesome and get it ready to be sold. That's why we move so much, because they are really good at their jobs, so many agencies want them to make the homes they are selling look really cool so that the homes will sell very well.
So I started out my junior year of high school in, knowing no one, feeling like I'm nothing special, and I just can't wait until I turn 18 so that I can find a place of my own to live. I walked through the doors of the school and headed towards the office, if was right across the hallway from the main entrance doors. How convenient. I headed across the hall, but as I walked, heads turned. Everyone was staring at me. Why? Maybe they just don't get that many new students. Anyway I ignored them and went into the office. It was pleasant enough, better than some others I'd been in.
The secretary was very nice and pretty. Her eyes spoke of a motherly personality. She gave me my schedule and a map and showed me where my first class was. I thanked her and walked out. This time there were no students staring at me, in fact there were no students to do any staring. Class must have started. Shrugging I started walking down the hall to my right, my homeroom was at the very end. My footsteps echoed through the empty halls, and as I passed a hallway that intersected with the one I was in, I heard another pair of footsteps join my own. Now two pairs of footsteps echoed through the halls, making it seem as if there was a couple of horses walking through the school.
The person behind me must have caught up, because a hand touched my right shoulder. I stopped and turned around. I glared up at the person, but as soon as I saw their face, my glare faltered, but I quickly plastered my glare to my face again. The person who had touched my shoulder was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. He was about half a foot taller than me, so about 6 ft tall. He had the palest skin, almost as white as snow, but more like the pallor of a person at the morgue. The features of his face made him look ethereal, like he was from the imagination of a great artist. His hair was the richest red I had ever seen, it was mixed with so much gold it was almost like bronze, and so soft looking; at that moment I really wanted to run my hands through his hair. But it was his eyes that caught my attention the most. They were like topaz, but a little darker. They spoke of a great hunger, but also the ability to control that hunger, a great wisdom, and…. curiosity. He was curious about me. Why was he curious?
Anyway, he took his hand off my shoulder and stuck it out for me to shake. "Hello, you must be the new student, Isabella Swan. I'm Edward Cullen; I'm in all of your classes. It's nice to meet you."
"It's nice to meet you too Edward. And please, call me Bella," I responded. He let go of my hand and gestured that we get to class.
"I heard that your family travels a lot," Edward said, striking up a conversation. "That you guys might move during the school year."
"Yeah we might, depends on how long it takes for them to fix up their current project. But I hope we stay here long enough for me to turn eighteen, that way I can stay here and finish off school. And then try and figure out my life. I turn eighteen in about five months; it has happened that they'll finish a house in just one month. I wonder if it would work to try to sabotage their project so that we'll have to stay here longer?" I was only half kidding.
"Well if it helps, my house is very large, and my parents would not say no to you living with us. In fact my mother would be ecstatic," he chuckled. Wow, what an awesome smile and his chuckle is so…"it would mean another daughter for her to smother in love."
"How many siblings do you have?"
" We're all adopted, I have two sisters, Rosalie and Alice, and tow brothers, Jasper and Emmet. Rosalie and Jasper are brother and sister, and Emmet, Alice and I each come from a different family. Emmet and Rosalie are a couple, and Alice and Jasper are a couple. My father's name is Carlisle, and my mother's name is Esme. They're both fine with having two teenage couples in the same house." He paused for a moment, upon his glorious face came an expression of confusion. I knew what had happened.
I sighed. "Let me guess, you're wondering why you told me so much, when I only asked how many siblings you have." He nodded. "Don't worry, this happens all the time. Something about me always makes people tell me more than they mean to, like I have an aura or something that just radiates trust." I snorted. "It sometimes is annoying people telling me their problems, but I always do my best to help. You still look confused. Why?"Edward POV
"I'm confused because I can't read your mind," I blurted out. Oh crap! Why did I say that? Now she's either going to think I'm crazy, run away screaming in fright, or figure out that I'm a vampire.
"You can read minds?" Here it comes. "Doesn't that get annoying sometimes?" she asked to my complete and utter amazement.