THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION.

Plot is only mine. Everything else belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

EPOV

It's been five long years since I last seen Bella. I still remember the last time I saw her, my best friend. It was high school graduation.

The whole class was in the gym, where streamers and balloons decorated almost every inch of the room. It was nice, but all I remember was staring at Bella throughout the ceremony. The teachers made us sit according to our last names. Unfortunately, C and S were at the beginning and end of the alphabet. She sat six rows behind me, looking lonely. I knew she must have felt self conscious, sitting around stick skinny girls who wore too much makeup. Little did she know that I thought she was the most beautiful girl in the room. She was smart, funny, and caring. Many people did not understand why I was friends with her, but it was those qualities that drew me to her like a moth to a flame. I could actually hold a decent conversation with her unlike those fake girls that constantly surrounded themselves around me. All they did was gossip and talk about makeup. I was so glad that after today I would never see them again.

After the ceremony, I tried to find Bella, but hoards of parents and my friends surrounded me. They congratulated me and wished me success. Everyone knew I was going to become someone big in the world. I finally escaped the crowd and searched until I saw a head of brown wavy hair. I pushed my way through the mobs of people and shouted her name, but it was too late. She left without saying goodbye to me. I realized later that she left Forks for good. When I got home, there was letter in my room signed from Bella. I stared at it for five minutes before I gave in. I opened it and slowly read the content. It read:

I'm sorry Edward for leaving so quickly. I need to get out of this city. I have my own reasons. Just wanted to wish you luck not that you need it. Whatever you do in life, you are going to succeed. Bella

That letter was like a slap to the face. She didn't even give me a valid explanation for her abrupt departure. I was furious and promised myself that I would never become close to anyone ever again. What is the point when they just walk all over you?

That explains why I am sitting along in a restaurant outside in L.A. I started my own corporation Cullen Enterprises, which became an instant success. I have been named the number one bachelor for three straight years. I wonder what Bella would think if I told her about the titles. Bella. I tried not to think about her, but it was difficult. Her words still hurt after all these years yet I could not erase her face.

After my lunch break, I went back to work. As soon as I walked through my office doors, I noticed a woman standing with her back towards me, looking at the view. The words that came to mind were wow and beautiful. She was tall and not too skinny with curves. I was mesmerized. She was wearing a red dress which fit her in all of the right places and black heels. If that was only the back view, I wondered what she looked like in the front.

I shook my head and said, "Excuse me, can I help you?"

Still not turning around, she said, "Hello Edward, it has been a long time."

"Excuse me, but I think you need to get out of my office before I call security."

I quickly went over to the phone on my desk ready to dial the number. Just as I was about to dial the first number, the woman gripped my wrist and took the phone from my hands.

I looked up and came face to face with the one person I hated, but loved at the same time.

"Is that how you greet your best friend?"