Selfish

Friday; November 27, 2015

Bella P.O.V

He's taller than what I expected. Taller than his mother, about the same height as Emmett. His eyes are as green as the grass in the yard, they pop out against his white skin. My eyes land on his lips, those full pinkish lips. His hair is a messy bronze, some of the hair fall on his forehead. He's wearing casual clothes. A Hollister grey shirt and jeans. Yes, Edward is very handsome.

We stand there, looking at each other without saying a word, until Carlisle breaks the silence. "Bella, allow me to introduce to you my wife, Esme Cullen," he says making me look away from Edward. I seriously want to curse at him for making me look away.

I smile at Esme and shake her hand. "It's really nice to meet you, Mrs. Cullen," I say, shyly.

She grabs my hand with both of hers and says, "It's my pleasure having you here. I hope you feel like home."

I look over at Edward who hasn't stop staring at me. Great, and it's not a sarcastic great. "I already am," I say looking at him.

A small grin forms in the corner of his mouth. A perfect grin. My favorite. He looks towards his sister who steps forward and wraps her arms around me. The hug takes me with my guard down. "Hi! I'm Alice Cullen. I hope we can be friends," she says. Her tone is very squeaky and annoying.

"Bella. It's nice to meet you, Alice," I say, shaking her hand. I better play nice to this girl, can't have little girl drama with anyone here.

The blonde guy that was with her steps down and shakes my hand. "I'm Jasper Hale, Alice's boyfriend. That's my sister, Rosalie." He points to the other blonde standing next to the body builder looking guy. She doesn't even smile at me, but only glares at me.

"It's nice to meet you, Rosalie," I say.

"Can't say the same," she mutters, looking away. Oh, this girl and I are gonna have serious problems if she gets in my way.

"Rosalie!" The body builder guy mutters. "I'm sorry about that. I'm Emmett."

I repeat the same thing I've been repeating the last couple of five minutes to him. Nice to meet you. Ugh, I'm already tired of those words but I can't wait to say them to Edward.

"James, why don't we take Bella to my office and there we can talk more privately," Carlisle offers.

Fuck. We nod, walking past his children and into the manor. This place is bigger than what I expected. It's design on the inside is modern and impeccably clean and shinny. As we walk behind Carlisle toward his office I admire the art all around this place, some family pictures, etc.

"You better not ruin this, Isabella," James says taking me out of my enchantment. "You don't want any problems with any of them. Especially the blondes."

"Oh, yeah, why's that?" I mutter under my breath.

James stops, taking me by the arm. "Their father is the chief of police. Don't get yourself in any problems with them. Judging by the looks of that blonde girl was giving you, she recognizes a bitch when she looks at one."

Oh, I want to slap him so bad. "I don't give two fucks about what she thinks," I snap, keeping my voice low. "If she gets in my way, if anyone gets in my way, they are gonna be in serious problems."

"Is there any problem?" Carlisle's voice pulls us out of our low voice discussion.

"No, not at all," James says, tapping me on my shoulder. "Bella is very nervous, that's all."

Carlisle smiles at me. "Don't be, Bella. I know it's a huge change, but me and my family are here to help you through it."

Such a loving family. I nod, looking down to my feet. "Thank you." I give James a glare and look back at Carlisle with a shy smile. "Shall we continue?"