A/N: I've had this idea for a while, but I couldn't find anything to do with it, and this is the 1st fan-fic I have written (and published) that was not edited or co-written with some one. Hope you like it!

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(Bella POV, age 4, September 1st, 1991)

My parents just died in a car-crash, and Esme, my best friend's mom (also my 2nd best friend's mom, their siblings) – like a second mom to me – felt that her and her husband adopting me would be better than a stranger adopting me, so, I moved in and just finished unpacking everything a little under an hour ago.

I hopped onto my bed and put in a C.D.

"Hey. You okay?" Edward (my best friend) asked, suddenly appearing at my door, which is right in between his and Alice's (my 2nd best friend).

"As good as I'll be for a while." I answered, him sitting down on my bed and me sitting up.

"You know, my family, your family now, too, is always here if you want to talk – and I'm pretty sure Carlisle has a degree for that some where, so he IS licensed." He said, smiling. I couldn't help but smile back.

"You always know just how to make me smile. Thank you." (He does) and I pulled him into a hug.

"Oh! Yay! The love-birds are finally getting together!" Alice said, appearing out of thin air – she had a tendency to do that sort of stuff.

I glared at her; Edward rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"Alice, what do you want?" Edward snickered. "I was just going to ask you the same thing, mister." I said, pretending to be stern; now it was Alice's turn to snicker. I rolled my eyes.

"And no shopping!" she pouted. "Don't make me pull the recently-added card…" I started.

"Okay, okay. I get it. Be down for dinner in 10. Later!" and she disappeared again.

"How does she DO that?" I asked, incredulously.

"Don't know; been trying to get her to teach me for about a month," He said.

"And, I just came here to see if you were okay?" it ended in a question.

"Yeah, I'm fine. You want to go sit with the rest of the freaks we now call family?" he grinned.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'." I said.

We've been best friends ever since; doing everything together, ranging from: e beating his butt in video-games, to getting C.D's, to painting our nails (yes, when Alice and Rose made me suffer through that and he would laugh, I made him suffer too – he learned very slowly that that was why I dragged him along).