Summary: Bella Swan—a beautiful, shy, sarcastic, stubborn girl who has bad luck with guys. Edward Cullen—the guy all the girls would fall for. Guys envy him…or loathe him. The perfect gentleman. He sees love all around him, but never gave paid attention to it. They never spoke one word to each other, but all of a sudden he starts talking to her. What's up with that?

"Yay!" exclaimed my hyper best friend, Alice. "We are finally sophomores in college!" I rolled my eyes at her.

"Aren't you supposed to be saying that when we're seniors in college?" I asked her. She shook her head.

"I'm excited about everything, Bells!" she said excitedly.

Want to know about my best friend in the whole in entire world? Well here it goes:

Alice Cullen—the hyperest pixie you have ever met. We knew each other ever since we were in diapers. My parents and her parents were like, family friends. Her twin brother is Edward Cullen. The most gorgeous boy I have ever met. I see him all the time whenever my family and I visit them, but he never even speaks to me. This is what he says…or does:

I say,"Hi, Edward!" I'm just trying to be polite.

All he does is smile that perfect crooked grin and leave.

Arrogant, much? Believe me, I know. That's his greeting every time I visit them.

Anyways, yeah he's unbelievably gorgeous, is a goody two-shoes,—like me—gets perfect grades, teacher's pet, blah, blah, blah…Oh great! I'm talkin' about him again!

Anyways, Alice is a big shopping maniac. She freakin' almost buys the whole mall! Half of it for me! She spoils me! You don't even wanna know how many credit cards she has!

Speaking of credit cards—her family is very, very, very, very rich! And, yes I used a quadruple very! Her dad—Carlisle Cullen—is a famous doctor who I happen to see frequently. Since I am the world's klutziest person—or so Alice and Emmett says.

And in case you're wondering, Emmett Swan is my big, cuddly, scary, teddy bear, and to narrow it down, my big brother. He may be all intimidating and yadda, yadda, yadda…but he's actually a real softie! He watches LifeTime TV with me! He has a girlfriend who is absolutely breathtaking! Rosalie Hale—practically the most beautiful person in the world! Her twin brother is Jasper Hale and he is handsome, too. So, anyways, Emmett is overprotective with me and guys—since I have bad luck with them. I'll explain later. He taught me how to throw a punch whenever I needed to use it. He said,—in his own words—"Dang, Bells! You can throw a punch!" Yeah, I can hit hard.

I once punched a guy in the face, and broke his nose. Mike Newton—the most perverted guy ever. I almost said yes to him when he asked me out, but when I saw him roaming around my body that hit a nerve. Then…well, you know what happened.

So, yeah Alice is my bestest friend, and if you ever do anything to her, you will suffer a Bella-and-Alice-Torture-thingy. Also, never bet against Alice.

"We are here!" she sang. She opened the door and gasped. "We are so lucky!" I went inside and gasped as well.

The room was big, and the walls were baby blue. I love blue. We had a little balcony, since we're on the third floor. The curtains were silky white. The beds were made, but the covers were like those hotel kinds. That brought me down. I grimaced, so did Alice.

"It's nice, but it needs work." Her face lit up. "Which means…"—she paused for dramatic effect—"shopping!!"

I groaned. "Why do you torture me so?"

She scoffed. "Seriously, Bella! You're negativity is soooo insulting the shopping name." She glared at me.

"Since when did shopping have a name," I muttered. She heard me.

"Since now! Always bring a friend when shopping! Shopping 101!" she said.

"I thought "Shopping 101"—I put air quotes around that—"was "Never leave the mall without something in your hands"?"

"That too!" she exclaimed. Then she patted my head. "You actually remembered the shopping rule! Claps for Bella!"

"Hurray," I said dully.

"Suck it up!" she scolded. I gave her an army salute thing.

"Yes ma'am!"

Okay, I think it's time for me to introduce myself. My name's Bella Swan. I'm 21 right now, and my birthday's September 13. I lived in the small town of Forks, which is my birth place. My parents are divorced, and I stayed with my mom in Phoenix. My mom married a baseball player—Phil. She absolutely loves him. I didn't want to intrude in their happy life. So I left and lived with my dad. By the way, Alice was unhappy with my leaving, but was super happy when I moved back. As I stated once, I have bad luck with guys. Once, was with my kinda best friend, Jacob Black. We dated, and I fell for him. But then he joined a gang and chose them over me. All I could think was "Love Stinks". Next was Mike Newton—you don't really wanna know about him. He's a perv. Then Tyler and Eric—they only admired me. They even stalked me! I almost put a restraining order against them. After all, my dad is the police chief in Forks. As for my beauty, I don't have any. Everybody says I'm very beautiful. Pftt! I'm plain as Jane, and I'm a klutz. I trip over everything and I mean everything. I blush a lot and bite my lip when I'm nervous. There. I'm done with my boring speech about me.

I started to unpack my stuff when suddenly, someone knocked on our door. Alice stopped unpacking, and looked at me with scared eyes.

"Stop acting like we're in a scary movie, and get the dang door," I scolded her. She mimicked my army salute thingy and rushed to get the door.

"Hello! And welcome to Alice and—Oh. It's just you," she greeted happily to dull.

"Hi, to you, too, sis," a velvet voice said sarcastically. "I came to help you finish unpack, since you brought a lot I assume…or don't." He saw the big pile of Lous Vuitton bags beside Alice's bedside.

"Wow," was all he said.

"Yeah…I know," I agreed with him. "Uh, hi, Edward." Way to go, Bella.

"Hello, Bella," he greeted back. What the heck?! He said, "Hello, Bella." He didn't just smile! I bet the world became Topsy-turvy! Alice mirrored my shocked expression.

"Okay," he said breaking the awkward silence, "so do you guys need help?"

I shook my head, trying to compose my face. "N—no it's okay." I smiled at him. He gave me a crooked grin. I blushed. No!! Don't blush!

"I need help, Edward!" Alice said. "You go unpack all of my things, while I got shopping for bed covers since little Bella doesn't want to!"

"What?!" he asked appalled. "I have to do—?!" But he was too late; she left. He sighed.

"Do you want help?" I asked shyly. Why the heck was I sooooo shy?! I knew him ever since!

"Huh? O—oh…I don't think—um—it's—not—uh…," he stammered. I giggled at his nervousness. What a gentleman, I thought. My giggling made him blush a little.

"Its okay, Edward," I reassured him. "You do need help." I nodded toward the big, fat bags.

"Yeah…," he said unsure. "But—!" I silenced him with one finger.

"Nuh-uh-uh! Let's go, Eddie!" I teased. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing," I sang. He growled and ran at me. What the—?!

He grabbed me, and started to tickle me.

"Ack! E—Edward! S—stop!" I gasped.

"Say sorry!" he demanded playfully.

"Never!"

"Say it!"

"S—sorry!" I couldn't take it anymore. He stopped tickling me, and I took a couple of breaths.

"Good girl," he said. I glared at him. I didn't realize how close we were. He realized it, too. Our lips were almost touching. His arms were around me. He started to lean in, and so did I.

Closer.

Closer!

Clo—!

We both pulled away, and looked away. He let go of me, and started to twiddle with his fingers. I bit my lip, blushing.

"Awkward," I sang. He chuckled.

"Awkward, indeed," he agreed. "Shall we, mademoiselle?" He gestured over to the over sized bags.

"We shall, kind sir." I did a bad curtsy and headed straight to the bags. We started to unpack Alice's bags in an awkward silence.

I felt like Edward and me were like close friends. He's a great guy. I regretted calling him arrogant. But why all of a sudden did he talk to me?

There! Hope ya' like it!! Reeeeeeeeeviiiiiiieeeeeeeew!!!

Monica-san