Edward was such a wonderful person but he never gave himself enough credit. He was beyond talented in everythinghe tried and everyone knew it. He has been playing concerto style piano since he was in elementary school. Histeacher said she had never seen a child pick up piano so fast nor as well- was a natural. He wrote beautiful musicalpieces off the top of his head. He was passionate about everything- friends, family, and food. When Edward didsomething, he did it all the way. He never half-assed -anything. When it came to his family and friends, they always came first. When he made a promise, he kept it.Edward never lied, he just wasn’t that type.However, since becoming this big star, people only saw him for his outward appearances. I knew better. The peoplewho fell in love with Edward Cullen, the “Movie Star”, didn’t know the real him. They knew he could play piano, buthad never heard his work. They just thought he was a triple threat of perfection, actor/model, and musician. To them,he was the strange bronze disheveled haired actor with a ripped muscled body with abs that just begged to be licked.The actor that sported a perfectly crooked smile that he flashed at any given moment. The actor with the amazingemerald colored eyes that looked too amazing to be real. But to those who loved him, he was so much more then allthat. He was the sweet and fun loving Edward who would do anything to make his loved ones happy.Sure Edward was gorgeous, there was no denying that. I had known it since elementary school when every girl wasdrawn to him like one of those bug zapper lights. Even more so when he started to become the chiseled god he istoday.His personality is what I think kept us friends for so long, though. Although he was beautiful and came from a wealthyfamily, he never let any of that go to his head. When in high school, he was super popular and everyone wanted to behis friend. He was always invited to the biggest parties, and was asked out by the prettiest girls, but never once didany of that matter to him. Instead, he liked to camp and read books, and play his piano or watch really bad horrormovies. Anything and everything always had us rolling on the floor laughing. The fact that he stuck by me no matterwhat all the time made me love him so much.I, on the other hand, wasn’t popular by anyone’s standard. I was the police chief’s nerdy daughter who spent all hertime studying and hanging out with Edward. To all the girls who wanted to date Edward, I was nothing more then hischarity case; the family friend he felt bad for. So that was why he hung out with me. I overheard some of the girls ingym one day talking about all the qualities I lacked in being worthy to be his friend. They mainly involved my looks.My hair was a dull boring brown color that came down past my shoulders. My eyes matched my hair- lifeless browncolor- except, they were hidden behind glasses. My skin was a pale color that was made more noticeable by the darkcolor of my hair. My clothes were all off brand, and all I did was read. Obviously, besides my dreary looks, the factthat I could read at all for pleasure made me a poor match for Edward in their eyes. He found me later that daywalking home instead of riding with him. When he finally got it out of me what was wrong he was upset.- “Bella, you know those people have no idea what they are talking about. You are my very best friend because I can’tlive without you. Who would cook me pancakes every Sunday if it weren’t for you? Who would make sure I was ontime to everything, and who would inspire me to work on my music more? None of them hold half as much interest asyou hold. You along with them, don’t see yourself clearly. You never have. Ignore them. You are beautiful and funnyand so smart! Not to mention you have a super hot best friend.” he was wiping away my tears and I started to laugh. “Promise me Bella, Promise that you won’t listen to them anymore. Only you and I know what we mean to each other,nobody else matters.” he implored as he pushed my the curtain of hair from my face. “I-I promise.” He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, giving me a squeeze.That is how it always was. We were always just the best of friends and he never traded me in for a better model.We had been through everything in our lives up until now together. Through the death of our grandparents, to schooland dances. We shared every detail of our lives with each other and we were the only ones who truly knew the otherone inside and out.He watched me go on many dates that left me without anyone that interested me. He would tell me, “Don’t worryBella, your prince charming is out there. Just you wait and see.” Too bad I had already found that man.
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