This all started in English when 8-1 was practicing for our exams. We were all told to write a story on a ceritan setting. All I could think about to write was my own Twilight....I have used the same writing techniques as Stephine Meyer to keep the atmosphere she created alive. I am unable to continue the story passed the end of this blog, as i dont know how i could continue the story without using the Vampire theme, if you have any ideas, Let me know what you think!!





The morning was bleek, and overcast.... as usual. Wainting for the bus in the mornings was never one of my favorite things to do. The lifestyle here in Forks Washinton was completly differnt to that of Sydney Australia, Sunny and bright. The crapy weather here in America was definatly beging to get to me.

So there i was, under the resemblance of a shelter with tin walls and roof. With discusting Brendan Miller on my right picking his abnormaly large nose and wiping it on the tin, Yuck! Betty Simons was on my left comfortably ingrossed in her book. Oblivious to anything the went on around her. I stared at her for a bit, I hadn't been in Forks for very long but i could swear she was reading Williams Shakespears Romeo and Juliet over and over again. She could feel my eyes on her, pushed her long straight brown hair back and returned my stare for a moment or two.
"what?" she asked
"oh ummm..." struggling to find words i blushed, i had just been caught staring! How embarrasing.
"I was just wondering how many times you've read that book."
smiling she replied "i've lost count"

I giggled with her for a moment and then returned to gazing out across the road. I wasn't looking at anything in particular.... just looking. The bus arrived and i must have looked like i was sleeping with my eyes open to everyone on the bus. In fact, I didnt even notice the bus.I felt so out of it that only Betty telling me the bus was here brought me back to my setting.

Getting on the bus was always a nervous experience for me. most of the time i would trip over my own feet infront of everyone.
"Morning Betty, Brendan.......Bella."
The bus drive, Gary always said my name last. slightly ignoring him i concentrated on not falling as i walked down the ile to the nearest empty seat.
"Edward i've told you this time and time again WAKE UP EARLIER!" i heard the Gary yell.

Edward, the guy would lived across the road from me. increadably good looking, in year 11 (the year above mine) was constantly late for the bus. every morning he would run on to it with a peice of toast still in his mouth (there was none today though...) His chocolate brown hair, honey eyes and perfect body was enought to make any girl gape at him. Even Betty looked up from her book to take a quick glance before blushing when her eyes met his and returning to her book. Shockingly he was use to that reaction out of girls.
Then a probablem arrose to my attention. There were about ten too many people on the bus, or so it seemed. And I, of course it had to be me.... was the only one with a spare seat next to them. He was going to have to sit next to me, boring old me!
My heart reacted at once sending a new pool of blood to my cheeks. Another blush for Edward. He realised the problem possibly a second or two after i did and sent a heart melting smile my way. Automatically another blush filled my already red cheeks. My face felt like it was on fire. My smile must have looked so dorky and retarted compared to the gorgeous one he just gave me.
i shifted slightly in my seat to make room for him.
"It's ok if i sit here isn't it?" he asked approaching me, smiling again.
"Ye-rr it's-s fine." why did he have to smile? it made my voice all shakey...
I was surprised others couldnt see or hear my heart pumping. Probably a reaction to my voice he smirked at his effect on me and sat down.

I decided my safest bet to aviod any further embarrasment, was to stare out the window and try not to look at him for a while, while my heart settled down, before i had a heart attack.
"So you're new here ay?"he asked
Damn it.... Looks like i'm visiting the Hospital today....
"Yes." This was soooo embarrasing, i couldn't even talk to him, and im sure i looked like a tomato by now.
"you've only been here for a week?" he stared at me for a bit while i stared down at my knees, trying to build up enough confidence to return his gaze.
I looked up and was met by captivating eyes, and blushed yet again! Although for some reason i was unable to look away and compose my face.
"ummm, Yes about that long you?"
"Well, most of my life really." he said with a slight crease in his forehead.
"You don't sound like you like it all the much." still staring at him i saw a look of secretness in his eyes.
"Well, It's not that really. I mean Forks is Forks. Fairly boring thats all." he looked down for a moment and then began to gaze at me with a new enlightening crooked smile. Again my heart stabbed at it's limits.
I could hear my breath above the loud chatter of everyone on the bus. It was too loud, and whats worse it was uneven. Controling myself i seached my head for a response.
"Mmmm.. it gets that way at times." i was surprised to hear that i had kept my voice even enough for one sentece, prud i accidently smiled and then.,......
he smiled. That was it my whole body felt like jello.
"Where did you live before?" he asked in a smooth velvet voice.
Was he trying to kill me?!?
"ahhh.... Sydney, Australia."
He flashed yet another grin at me.
"Thats Awesome, how come you don't have an accent?" he wondered
"Its a long and slightly boring story..." i half smiled at him.
He gased ahead, I followed his stare with my own curious eyes.
But he was looking at me again after a second or two.
"Its a fairly long bus trip." he smirked.
"Well, its not that interesting but, i lived in St Louis Missouri untill i was about seven and had an accent, and i just never lost it. It faded but was still there, And now im back in America its just as strong as it use to be."
i looked at him, he seemed ammused.....
"That wasnt that long."
"No i spose not..."
He continuied to stare, I was so confused by his gaze that i had to look away. I noticed by the scenery outside that we were about half way to school.
"You seem a bit uncomfortable Bella."
It took him that long to notice!?! What was i sposed to say back to that? 'No im Fine'? and let him think i act this way all the time? Or tell him that he's driving my heart a million miles per hour every time he smiles?
"well, umm." still gazing out the window i could feel his eyes on me. I turned around to face him and saw that i was right. Big honey brown eyes continued to stare.
"I'm nor uncomfortable..... Just a bit confused." i tryed to smile but it probably just looked like i had a twitch.
Now he looked confused...
"Why are you confused?" he asked
"Just it's the first time you're talking to me and its a bit of a surprise."
He began to laugh, quickly i ran the words i had jusdt said back through my head as if i had missed my own joke.
"well for starters Bella, I havent had a chance to talk to you. Every time i try you walk away or it seems you cant get to your side of the street fast enough. Did you think i was just going to sit her and ignore you while i sat here?
Yes, i thought. As if he would want to talk to me.
"No" i lied "i just didnt expect you to be this interested." I looked down again, letting a set of my long brown curls fall infront of my face.
I heard him sigh.
"Do you want me to ignore you?" he asked, i could tell i had offended him.
I searched for a way to fix the conversation i had just broken. A new approach seemed to be my safest bet.
"No, i like that you're talking to me, dont get me wrong. Its just i didnt think you'd be interested in me." i blushed again. i was making soooo obvious.
"Why wouldnt i be interested in you?" he asked
"Because im not the prettiest of girls on this bus. Wait did you say that you've tryed to talk to me in the afternoons?"
"I think you're quite attractive, you dont see yourself too clearly do you? And yes, i have tryed to talk to you but you always seem like you're on a mission to get inside your house."
i stared at him in amazment. I heard nothing but his sweet voice inside my head repeating ' I think You're attractive.' I couldn't bellive it! Edward Cullen thought I was attractive!
"You think i'm pretty? Me?!?" he looked at me confused by my comment and most likely the sound of my voice.
"No Bella i was talking to that Dog outside.... Of course you why do you find that so hard to believe?"
Him saying the dog outside was prettier then me seemed to make more sense.
We were both scilent for a moment

"Thank you" i said looking up at him.

"You're Welcome" he smiled.









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