A.N: Heyy all! Well, this is my first fan fiction and I'm really excited I have it started. I hope you like the story!

Disclaimer: I'm not Stephenie Meyer, therefore, I don't own Twilight or any of the characters. I'm just borrowing them for a while ;]

On with the story!


Secrets

Distant Memories…

The little girl stays crouched behind a bush, peering out from underneath it carefully. Her silky auburn hair falls delicately in her face. She doesn't dare brush it away. She might be spotted. That would ruin the entire mission.

The bush is close, very close, to the little girl's house. Inside dwell two grown-ups and a toddler. The little girl must not be spotted by any of them. They would certainly lock her inside their prison, keep her there until dinnertime. No, she must not betray her co-agent like that. She must wait patiently.

Her heart begins to beat harder, faster. When will he give the signal? The little girl is sure by now that he has reached their secret hideout. The grown-ups at his house are not so watchful. They certainly could not have caught him. Her co-agent has never been caught before.

But what if he has been today for the first time? What if there will be no signal? What kind of horrors will he have to endure? The little girl's stomach turns. What should she do? Should she wait a little while longer? Should she run back into her house and forget about the mission? Should she be courageous and run over to his prison to save him?

Trembling, the little girl scoots out her leg. She will make a run for it. She is certain that her co-agent has been captured. She knows her spy skills are top-notch. She can sneak into his house and free him from his cell, then crawl out the window onto the roof. There is a tree with large branches they can jump to. She formulates the entire plan in her head, telling herself that she is brave enough. She must not let her friend down. After all, she has been captured before and he has rescued her.

She positions herself. On the count of three, she will make a mad dash for her co-agent's house. She can make it.

"One," she whispers to herself, swiftly brushing her long hair behind her ears. She focuses on her friend's back porch. The door is just up the stairs. The grown-ups will not be in the kitchen this time of day. They will not see her.

"Two."

Energy and fear run through every square inch of her body. She is risking everything. She has never before been caught by her co-agent's parents. She has no idea what they will do to her. Will they lock her up too?

She takes a deep breath and prepares to say, "Three…"

Then, from the corner of her eye, she can see a bright blinking light. It flashes, one-two-three. Pause. One-two-three. Pause.

Joy fills her heart. He has made it to the hideout after all! He has sent the signal, which means all is clear and she is free to run to the hideout without being seen. Excitedly she charges across the backyard, knowing there are no grown-ups spying through the glass doors on her back patio. Her bare feet thump across the grass, her eyes focused on the woods ahead. Her parents always tell her not to run into the woods with bare feet - in fact, they would prefer she stay out of the woods completely. They don't know that's where her secret hideout is, though.

The cool dewy grass disappears beneath her feet and instead she feels soft dirt. It sinks a little in between her toes. She loves the feeling.

"I made it through," she says loudly.

The little boy's face peers out from behind a thick tree. His unruly black hair hangs over his ears and his eyes. He grins and comes out from behind the tree, holding a flashlight in one hand and a brown paper bag in the other.

"Hurry," he says, "Let's get to the hideout, just in case the grown-ups look and see us here."

The bare-footed boy takes off running, soiling the cuffs of his jeans. The little girl runs after him, giggling. Her flowery summer dress flits in the wind, her hair flowing gracefully as if it were part of the dress. She watches the ground for pinecones, being careful only to step on dirt and smooth rocks.

They finally stop in a large empty area by a small creek, gently trickling as if it hasn't a care in the world. The little girl loves this place. It's enchanting, soothing. It makes her feel just like a princess in a fairy tale. Sometimes she wonders if these woods really are magical. The boy has told her that he's seen strange lights here before. He thinks they're fairies. She wishes she could have seen them. She's always wanted to meet a fairy.

"Have you got the goods?" the boy says, squinting his eyes mysteriously. The girl nods eagerly and shoves her hand into the one pocket of her dress. She brings out her hand slowly, clutching the coveted prize: a handful of Jolly Rancher candies.

The boy's eyes light up. She knows they are his favorite. That's why he arranged the secret meeting. Of course, he promised he'd have something in return. The girl gazes expectantly at her friend.

"You give me yours and I'll give you mine," the boy sets the deal. Slowly, mysteriously, the girl hands over the Jolly Ranchers. The boy exchanges the paper bag in his hand, shoves all but one of the Jolly Rancher candies in his pocket, and unwraps a green one. The girl peers into the paper bag and grins with delight. Hershey Kisses. She adores Hershey Kisses.

"I got you a bunch," the boy says, sucking on the green candy in his mouth. "My mama bought a whole big bag of them."

The girl smiles appreciatively at the boy, popping the precious chocolate candy into her mouth. It starts to melt immediately on her tongue, and she closes her eyes to concentrate on the mouthwatering goodness. Somehow the candy reminds her of something. Yes, the secret box in the attic! She'd discovered it last night. She didn't dare open it - not without telling the boy first so they could look inside it together. Secretly the girl hoped it was full of candy, or perhaps precious jewels. She could be rich and not even know it! How her parents would be so proud of her!

"Hey, Edward," the girl leans in and whispers in the boy's ear, "Do you want to know a secret?"