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Meyer University by Sh.C

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3870116/1/Meyer_University

Bella moves to college where she meets and befriends the Cullens and Hales. Edward Cullen goes

through many girls he meets Bella & sees something he likes. Much better Summary Inside. All

Human. Adventure, mystery, humor & of course,a little romance! AU

Chapter 1: Moving In

OK. It's here. Today is the day I move to college.

"You have everything you need, Bells?" Charlie asked me for the millionth time.

"Yes, dad," I assured him yet again, "my roommate and I are going shopping for all the necessities in

a little while."

I didn't admit how nervous I was about this part. I hadn't met my roommate yet and she wasn't in

the room when Charlie and I brought all of my stuff up (which wasn't much). I always heard horror

stories from my friends' older siblings about their college roommate freaks. Supposedly, they seem

normal at first, but soon they're stealing your stuff and drinking themselves sick.

It had been my lifelong goal to get into Meyer University, a very prestigious ivy-league school in

northern Pennsylvania. From what I remember of my mother (she passed away when I was 8), she'd

always told me about her mother who'd gone to Meyer and how she always regretted not going to

college. It had been a family tradition in her family to go to Meyer University and each generation

had apparently had a fantastic time. I didn't know my mother's parents, they died shortly after she

married my father, but I'd always felt like I was missing out of something, like I wanted to connect

with them somehow.

For as long as I can remember it'd just been me and my dad, Charlie. After Renee, my mother, died,

he seemed to have lost a huge part of himself. I missed my mother dearly, and I've always felt that if I

could connect to her side of the family, then maybe, I can find some part of her. It may sound dumb,

but that's how I feel.

"So are you sure you don't need me to stick around?" asked Charlie.

I rolled my eyes, "Dad, we've been through this already. I'll be fine."

He smiled at me, "I guess I'm just trying to delay the inevitable."

I gave him a really big hug, "I'll miss you dad."

"I'll miss you too Bells. Try not to have too much fun."

I laughed and rolled my eyes at that, "Dad, you know I'm not a party girl."

"Yea, but college can have that affect on people."

"Don't worry, I'll be good." I promised, "I love you, daddy."

My father blinked a few times, his face getting slightly red, a trait I'd inherited from him, "I love you

too, Bella."

I parked my new car (a surprise gift from Charlie for getting accepted into the Meyer University

Architecture program with a full scholarship) in the student lot in back of my dorm building. I was so

excited to have gotten a spot in the coveted honors dorms. Each dorm was very spacious, had a very

nice looking private bathroom to be shared with your roommate and had a window seat! I went back

up to my room where my roommate had already arranged her furniture on her side of the room and

had set mine up too.

Each side was identical with wooden furniture. The window seat was in the very center of the room.

There was an extra-long twin sized bed on each side of the room with a small wooden chest of 3

drawers on next to each bed. Each side had a very large wooden wardrobe and a wooden desk and

chair.

I was so excited to be here, I almost shrieked. My grandmother had gone to this school. She had lived

in this very building, as had her father before her and his father before him. I felt more connected to

Renee than ever, like I belonged here.

I just hope people like me , I thought to myself as I unpacked my clothes, separating my workout

clothes from my everyday clothes. I was on the soccer team back home and was hoping to join the

one here, so I packed clothes for training. The summer had left me out of practice. Fortunately, I had

until next semester to get back into shape.

Soon the door opened and a large box came through; it was being carried by a short pixie-like girl.

She didn't seem to notice me standing there as she went to her side and dropped the box with a

huge thud on her side on the room.

"Hi," I said softly, unable to stop being nervous, "are you Alice?"

She turned around and addressed me with wildly excited light green eyes, "Yea, you must be Bella,"

she came over with her hand outstretched to me. She smiled brilliantly. She was probably the

prettiest girl I'd ever seen with very pale skin, short black hair and perfect small, angular features.

"Yea," I shook her hand and smiled, "nice to meet you finally."

"You too!" she smiled excitedly, "I can't believe we're finally here!"

"I know!" I said, voicing my excitement for the first time. "So do you need help bringing in more

stuff?"

"Actually, I do have 2 more boxes waiting in my car."

"Lead the way."

We carried the two boxes out of her car and were waiting for the elevator when I noticed a beautiful

bronze haired boy with his arms around another girl's waist. They were in a heavy lip-lock right

outside the front door.

"Ugh!" Alice wrinkled her nose, "can't they get a room or something."

I laughed at her disgusted expression as we grabbed the elevator and dropped the boxes off in our

room. There was a stunning blonde girl in our room leaning against Alice's bed. She had perfect

features like Alice, but she was very tall, and had a body that belonged in a Victoria's Secret catalog.

"Hey Rose," Alice greeted her, "Bella, this is my friend Rosalie. Rosalie, meet my new roommate

Bella."

I extended my hand to her and she took it gracefully, giving me a friendly smile.

"Nice to meet you Bella."

"You too." I smiled back. "Are you on this floor?"

"Yea, I have a single this year. I'm a sophomore." She explained. "Actually, I was wondering if I could

crash on your shopping trip? I'm missing a few necessities."

"That's cool with me," Alice grabbed her purse. "Are you ready Bella?"

I grabbed my small purse and new dorm key, "All set. Do you guys want to take my car? I have an

SUV, so we can probably fit more stuff in there."

Alice and Rosalie followed me out to my light blue Nissan X-terra. Before we could leave the building,

I saw the same bronze haired boy, without the girl this time. I felt my jaw drop. He wasn't just

beautifulhewasgorgeous!HehadthemoststrikingfaceitwasalmostangelicHisemeraldgreen

eyes sparkled as he flashed a smile to some other girl, clearly flirting.

"That's Edward," Alice said, noticing where my eyes were staring, "he's my brother."

"Oh," I didn't know what else to say. "Wasn't he just making out with some other girl?"

Alice and Rosalie laughed, "Yea, he does that a lot. Be careful, you seem like a nice girl, and Edward

likes a challenge." Rosalie warned as we walked towards my car.

"Yea, you'll meet him later." Alice said, "He's really a good guy, but he enjoys flirting. You just have to

get to know him."

That was the last thing I was planning on doing, I thought to myself. I'd met guys like him before, and

I wasn't interested.

Chapter 2: Shopping and Hellos

There were no words to describe shopping with Alice and Rosalie.

Actually, I take that back, there three words that come to mind: funny, crazy and exhausting.

liceandRosaliebothhaveamazingtasteindécorbuttheyrecompletelydifferentRosalieisall

about elegance and grandeur while Alice is has a more modern chic, quirky style. They contradicted

each other on pretty much everything.

" Alice you simply cannot put that poster up in your room." Rosalie exclaimed as Alice picked up a

poster of reddish orbs in a pink haze.

"It's abstract!" Alice argued.

"Yea, it's an abstract look at the inside of a uterus!" Rosalie turned to me, "Bella, would you want

that in your room?"

But as I was holding my sides in hysterical laughter, I couldn't answer her right away.

"Well, if I could deal with posters of a soccer ball and some weird guys, then she can deal with my

artistic one," Alice reasoned in mock anger, pointing to the two posters I had chosen for my side of

the room.

"Okay, okay," I said, trying to regulate my breaths again, "that poster is from an album belonging to

one of my favorite bands. But, I'll leave the soccer poster if you leave the uterus."

"It's NOT a uterus!" Alice stomped her foot while Rosalie cracked up, "but fine, it's a deal."

We went through each department, getting everything we needed, including the same terrycloth

bathrobes and matching slippers (Alice's in pink, Rosalie's in red and mine in aquamarine). I'd never

had any real girlfriends that I'd go shopping with, usually I just avoided shopping at all costs unless it

wasabsolutelynecessarybutthiswasactuallyfunas long as they didn't make a habit out of it. I

was shocked at the level of detail they put into every item, even when we got to toiletries, they

insisted on getting four different scented body washes and the corresponding body lotions. The

argument was that you never knew what you were going to feel like on each given day. I quickly

learned to stay out of their way, mostly I ended up being the tie breaker in their arguments.

In the end, Alice and I had each gotten 2 sets of the softest sheets I'd ever felt, duvets and really soft,

jersey duvet covers (hers in light lavender, mine in an ocean blue), a decent sized, black mini fridge,

and a microwave. Alice insisted on large lavender area rug and two comfy disk chairs (light pink and

light blue).

Once we bought all of our necessities, it took a long time to pack in all into my car so it would fit. We

had to tie two new mattresses to the roof of it (Alice and Rosalie both argued that we couldn't sleep

on used mattresses, Rosalie still had hers from last year so she didn't need one.)

It took forever to get everything upstairs and in order. Rosalie had gotten the resident advisor on our

floor to get the old mattresses away and she helped us set up. Once it was done, everything looked

so cozy. Our beds looked so fluffy and warm that I wondered how I'd ever get up for classes.

There was a knock on our door and a huge, burly guy came in followed by Alice's brother Edward.

"Hey, are you guys hungry?" asked the big one, letting himself in. He was extremely handsome, with

dark, wavy hair and light green eyes like Alice. He had adorable dimples on his face.

Are there any normal looking people at this school ? I wondered to myself.

"Yea, I'm starving." Rosalie said, "Bella, this is my boyfriend, Emmett. And this is Edward. They are

both Alice's brothers."

"Nice to meet you," Emmett smiled at me, shaking my hand.

"Likewise," I smiled back.

Edward flashed me a brilliant smile, enough to drive most girls wild, but his previous actions still

registered in my head and warned me not to get too close. I shook his hand politely, returning his

smile though with much less enthusiasm.

"Hello, Edward."

"Nice to meet you, Bella," he said, shaking my hand. "Are you joining us for dinner?"

"Bella, come on, we have to see whether the cafeteria food is edible," Alice pointed out.

"It is," Emmett cut in, "come check it out."

"Sure, thanks."

The dining hall was huge! Of course I'd seen it before when I came here for orientation, but I'd

forgotten how pretty it was. There were so many different types of food everywhere and the dining

space was vast, bright and luxuriously decorated.

Emmett, Rosalie and Alice's boyfriend Jasper (who met us at the dining hall) were all sophomores.

Jasper and Rosalie Hale were fraternal twins. Both the Hale and the Cullen siblings had followed in

their family's footsteps when they decided to attend Meyer University.

"What about you, Bella?" Jasper asked me, "Are you the first in your family to attend?"

"No," I shook my head, "my grandmother and her father both attended. As did his father before him

and a few others way back. My mother, I think, was the only one not to attend."

"Is that what made you come here?" Edward asked, seeming intrigued, for some reason.

"Actually, yea. I'm hoping to find out more about my family somehow. They were all in some

fraternity or something like that, my mom told me once, but it's all kind of a mystery. I'm really

hoping to find something on them sooner or later."

"I don't remember having heard the surname 'Swan' much."

"You wouldn't have. 'Swan' is my father's name. My mother's maiden name was Hayden, as was my

grandmothers. She had this thing about keeping her last name."

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