A/N: This was originally a 500 word one shot that I had planned on entering into a contest but it didn't fit the criteria so I decided just to show ya'll it here. This is also the first third person fanfic I've published.
So far I only have these two chapters written, but I might have more. I'm not sure, because I have a lot on my plate, story wise.
Hope you like it,
Phee.
Chapter Song: Yellow Light by Of Monsters & Men
Present
Edward Cullen sat in his afternoon Chemistry class. Watching the girl of his dreams sitting two chairs in front of him. She was twisting her long, dark hair off her pale neck into a messy bun.
Her name was Isabella Swan and she'd never spoken a word to him since she first came to his high school one year ago.
She didn't do this to be a snob.
No, she was a full blown mute. After witnessing her parents being brutally murdered at the age of ten, she never spoke again. Edward had heard a lot of gossip, but he knew for certain that she'd been passed around from family member to family member for six years until her father's brother, Charlie Swan, took her in. While the rest of his family found her quietness unnerving, Charlie didn't mind it. As sad as he was for his niece and their loss, Charlie found her silent company relaxing.
Edward couldn't help the want to be near her. He knew he was the last thing she needed. A stupid boy working for her attention. He also knew that just being around her wouldn't be nearly enough. His attention was riveted back to her neck as she scratched it.
Just then, as if she could sense him watching, she turned around. Big brown eyes transfixed him. Haunted eyes that had seen so much horror. She was the most tragically beautiful creature he'd ever seen. Her top lip a little plumper than the bottom. Face tiny and demure.
He smiled awkwardly, feeling like an idiot. Her lips barely pulled up in return before she quickly looked back to the front of the class. Right in that moment he knew he couldn't hold back anymore. He started writing fiercely in his notebook, totally zoning out as all that matter were the words on his paper.
As the bell rang he wiggled through his classmates to get to Bella, slipping a paper on top her books and rushing out the room.
Bella blinked at the folded up paper then back at the empty doorway. She could feel eyes on her all period, then had turned around to see Edward's handsome face. Now the most wanted boy in school had just slipped her a note.
She rushed to the nearest bathroom to read his letter.
Bella,
I couldn't help myself. I have strong feelings for you. You are so beautiful and sweet. I know I've never talked to you before and this is probably really surprising, but if you have any sort of feelings for me please meet me at my car after school.
Edward.
Edward stood at his Volvo, waiting nervously.
Finally after what felt like an eternity, he saw Bella walking towards him. His heart thudded in his chest as she came closer.
He smiled nervously as she stood mere feet away from him.
She looked up at him for a moment before she turned his note around. The words, I have feelings for you too. were written in the prettiest cursive script.
