NO ONE SPECIAL by Mathisson

Bella Swan had always been treated poorly by men early in her life and so she had just accepted that all men were going to treat her this way. One particular event happened that really left an impression on her and set the tone for her outlook on life from then on.

I'm rating this M for a reason. Lemons are a part of life and they're a part of this story. Also, in a few chapters, there will be an assault that I'll warn you about, but again, this is fiction so read at your own risk. The following was just a little teaser and trust me, there will be fluff.

As always, SM owns all that is Twilight, I just like to make pretty things with it and Dollybigmomma polishes it bright and shiny.

Chapter 1

Seattle was a great place to live, if you liked cold, green, and wet. And I did. At twenty-seven years old, I still liked to jump in puddles occasionally, get myself good and cold, and then warm up with a big steaming cup of hot chocolate. I guess in some ways I was still a kid at heart. But that was something few people knew about me, except maybe my best friend, Alice.

Alice Cullen was a force of nature, a real sweetheart, and someone I looked up to, which helped since she was also my boss. I loved her dearly and I also loved my job. Alice designed her own clothing and I was her executive assistant. She hired me straight out of college and roped me into her crazy, wonderful world, encouraging me to reach outside myself like I never had before. I was most definitely a creature of habit and refused to step out of my comfort zone if I didn't have to.

I was a fairly simple person with simple tastes in most everything. I loved to cook and bake, even though I had no one to cook for. Still, it was a comfort thing. I suppose you could say I needed a lot of comfort because I eventually needed to do something to counteract my culinary efforts. With the help of a dear friend, I discovered the joy that was running my freshman year of college. With his support and encouragement, it became second nature to me. It, too, was simple, no one judged me, and I could get lost in my thoughts. When I was stressed about something, that was what I learned to turn to first and running had never failed me. That was more than I could say about some other things in my life.

To say my high school years were rough was like saying the Pope was a religious man. Being a teenager was hard enough, but when you added into the mix my serious weight and self-image problems, as well as one particularly nasty prick, it made for my own personal hell on earth and left me with lasting issues to this day.

The day they announced my name and I walked across the stage as I graduated from NYU was really the beginning of my life. I had been told that I was attractive, exceptionally so according to many, with long, wavy brown hair, doe-like brown eyes, and tits any model would kill for, all natural in my case. I was barely five-foot-two and now weighed one hundred pounds even. To say I was petite would be fairly accurate. But when I looked in the mirror, I still saw the shy, depressed, pudgy girl that no guy would talk to. Due to the circumstances of my adolescent and teen years, I had become resigned early on to the likelihood that I was destined to be alone. I didn't trust men, with the exception of a meager few. I just always knew that any man who could make me drool, sigh, or pant would be way out of my league. Unfortunately, all the men I had encountered thus far that fell into that group seemed to agree with me.

Alice had just recently gotten engaged to a wonderful man named Jasper Whitlock. He came from a good old southern family with good old-fashioned southern values, and a shit load of money. Not that she needed any of his, as her family was rolling in it as well. Part of my job was to help plan this monstrous event of a wedding that boasted over five hundred guests so far. This would be pure hell for me as I liked to blend into the shadows, but Alice had asked me to be her maid of honor and that put me up front and right of center. Damn it.

I had met Alice's parents briefly and they were lovely people, and soon I would get to meet the rest of their family, including Alice's two older brothers, Emmett and Edward. Alice assured me that they would love me, but I highly doubted it. I had seen pictures and heard all the glowing stories about them, so I knew they were amazing. They were both also gorgeous, invoking that if-they're-hot-they're-way-out-of-my-league rule again.

No, there was nothing to even worry about there because I, Bella Swan, was no one special.

So there ya go, just a little peek. So, much more is going to be happening and I hope I've intrigued you enough to keep reading!