Its Pride & Prejudice meets Bella and Edward. No, we're not in Regency-era England; this time we're in Forks! If you already love Edward, come see him in the role of one of the other most romantic figures of all-time, Mr. Darcy!
A/N: Hey there everyone! I recently re-read Pride and Prejudice for the first time in over a decade, and fell in love with it all over again. Of course, being obsessed with Twilight and Edward Cullen, I immediately imagined Edward as a modern day Mr. Darcy. So this is what resulted.
If you're all familiar with Pride and Prejudice then you'll see that this story will stay very close to Ms. Jane Austen's original story and plot. The language has been modernized, and the setting and time period have been changed to present day Forks. If you've read P&P, then you know it's written in old, formal English, and therefore my interpretation of Ms. Austen's language may sometimes differ from yours. In some instances though, I will keep a sentence exactly the way Ms. Austen wrote it, if it doesn't seem to need updating for the story or modernization.
Chapters will follow the same format as Ms. Austen's original chapters. Updates will be every two or three days, since the chapters are fairly short.
Oh…and if you've never read Pride and Prejudice, turn off your PC or laptop and go read it NOW! You are missing out on one of the best love stories in history. Then come back and read this.
Now stick with me through this confusing disclaimer: Characters belong to Stephenie Meyer and major story line belongs to Ms. Jane Austen.
I didn't want to bother my Beta's; I know they both have their hands full right now; so I'm flying solo on this one. Please forgive any errors!
Arrogance and Animosity – A modern love story.
It's a universal truth that a wealthy, single man, needs a wife.
Even if this man's feelings and views are not well-known when he first arrives in a neighborhood, this truth is so overwhelming in the minds of the surrounding families that he is automatically considered the rightful property of one or the other of their daughters.
"Hey Charlie," Renee asked one day, "have you heard that the Netherfield Estate over by the Sol Duc was finally rented?"
"Nope, can't say that I have," Charlie responded, while keeping his eyes trained on the baseball game on TV.
"Well, it is," Renee continued. "Mrs. Webber told me about it."
Charlie didn't answer.
"Well, don't you want to know who rented it?" cried Renee impatiently.
"You obviously want to tell me, and I have no problem with hearing it."
That was all the invitation Renee needed.
"Well, if you must know," Renee gushed, "Netherfield Estate is being rented for the summer by a very wealthy young man from Seattle. He came down on Monday in his BMW to see the place and he liked it so much that he paid for the entire summer in full, and he plans to move in right after classes end this month."
"What's his name?" Charlie asked in an uninterested voice.
"Married or single?" Charlie asked, even though he already knew the answer. Renee wouldn't have given a damn about his arrival if he was married.
"Single, of course!" she confirmed in a whine. "Single and rich, luckily for our girls."
"Why lucky for them? How does it affect our girls?"
Renee sucked her teeth. "Come on Charlie! Stop being so difficult. You know I'm thinking of introducing our girls to him."
"Is that what he came here for?" Charlie asked, getting tired of Renee's scheming. "For a summer fling?"
"Summer fling?" Renee protested. "Of course not! But hey, if he falls in love with one of them…" she fantasized. "You've got to go introduce yourself to him soon!"
"Are you nuts?" Charlie asked, getting exasperated. "For what? What excuse would I use for dropping by on a guy I don't even know? Why don't you dig up some excuse and stop by with the girls if you want. Hey, maybe if you get lucky, Mr. Whitlock'll fall in love with you, since you're as pretty as they are," he teased.
"Thanks for the compliment," Renee smirked, "but even though I was quite a looker in my day, I know I don't compare to my girls. When a woman has two daughters of her own, and two nieces she's raising as her own, it's time to stop thinking of her own beauty."
"In those cases, a woman doesn't usually have that much beauty to think of in the first place."
"Oh Charlie will you stop and just go introduce yourself to Mr. Whitlock when he moves in?" Renee insisted.
"I don't think so."
Renee drew in a deep breath. "Think of your daughters. And your nieces. Think of how good it would do them to know someone with Mr. Whitlock's connections. The Clearwaters plan on introducing themselves, and you know they never introduce themselves to anyone. You've got to go! You can use your position as Chief of the town's police as an excuse! Say you wanted to make sure he knew the town's police force was adequate, warn them against the stray wolves in the woods, stuff like that."
"I'm sure Mr. Whitlock would be happy to know how much you care about his safety. Why don't you go and tell him yourself. If it makes you feel better, I'll send a letter for him along with you letting him know he has my blessing to date whichever one of our girls he likes. Of course, I'll throw in a good word for Bella."
"The hell you will," Renee responded, irritated at Charlie's lack of seriousness in the matter. "Besides, as much as I love my Bella, if I have to be honest, she isn't as pretty as Alice, or half as social as Jessica. Yet you're always favoring her."
"Jessica?" Charlie cried in shock. "You'd compare Jessica, or even her sister Lauren to either of our girls? Those two are shallower than a well in a drought." Like anyone with half a heart would've done, when Renee's sister and her husband died in a car crash two years ago, Charlie hadn't hesitated in taking the girls in and raising them as their own. But the past couple of years had just proven to him that they were shallow, vain and silly girls, and couldn't hold a candle to either one of his own daughters, Alice and Bella.
Renee shushed Charlie. "Lower your voice! They'll hear you!" she warned, her eyes moving upstairs where the girls slept. Then, in a lower voice, "And how can you say that about our nieces, especially after everything they've been through?"
Charlie rolled his eyes but didn't answer.
"You love getting on my nerves, don't you?" Renee went on.
" 'Course not, hon," Charlie answered in a pleasant tone, turning his attention back to the game. "I have a high respect for your nerves. They're my old friends. I've heard you talk about them pretty often for the past twenty years, at least."
"You have no idea how much you're ticking me off right now."
"Calm down Renee," Charlie answered. "Or you'll give yourself a heart attack before Mr. Whitlock even makes it into Forks."
"It'll make no difference if he comes anyway, or if twenty of his kind move into town, since you won't introduce yourself to any of them."
"I'll make you a deal," Charlie teased. "If twenty of them move into town, then I'll visit them all."
Charlie was such an odd mixture of quick thinking, sarcastic humor, reserve and unconventionality that even though Renee had been married to him for twenty-three years, she still didn't understand him. Her mind, on the other hand, was less difficult to understand. She was a woman of average intelligence, little information, and uneven temper. When she was unhappy, which was very often, she complained about the damage it did to her delicate nerves. All she cared about in life was getting her daughters and nieces on that first step towards the proverbial social ladder. And all she did all day was bother the neighbors and gossip.
Alright guys, there's the first chapter. Like I said, if you know P&P you'll recognize where I stay more or less true to the story line, and where I've deviated it to fit our Twilight characters!
Drop me a line and let me know what you think! I've got the first four or five chapters done already, so I'll post one a day, and then every two or three days after that!