Disclaimer: The Almighty Stephenie Meyer created all the characters. Not me sadly. I'm just writing this for entertainment purposes.
OK, so I know I've got a two other stories I should be finishing instead of starting a new one. But forgive me. When I've got an idea jumbling around in my head, I've gotta put down on paper (or in this case Word...) Currently, those other two are on hiatus. Sorry.
So yeah. The full summary: Bella and Edward have been dating since seventh grade. When they enter highschool, they think it'll be even better. Boy are they wrong. Bella makes a new friend and suddenly finds herself in the "in crowd". Now she must choose between Edward, her boyfriend, or her new friends. Roughly based on the song Only Me When I'm With You by Taylor Swift. And some other songs... R&R, Twilighters!
I skipped along on the sidewalk, holding my books to my chest. It had been my first day back to school today. But it wasn't seventh grade I was happy about. It was Edward Cullen. My best friend. He had left for Europe at the beginning of the summer, sadly, and had returned for the beginning of the school year. We hadn't seen each other in three months, and he said I'd changed.
I raced into the courtyard, looking for the glimpse of bronze hair he had promised me. I had found it. I rushed to him, throwing my arms around his neck. He had grown, that was for sure. I had to reach up on my tippy-toes to reach his shoulders. Of course, I was short for my age.
"My gosh, Bella, you've changed!" he exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. I hadn't. I knew that. But him on the other hand…
He was much taller, and more…man-ish, I guess. His pale skin hadn't changed a bit, and that gave me some comfort. I smiled up at him, and I was sure my eyes sparkled. He grinned back. "Well, how have I changed? 'Cause even Renee thinks I look the same. Except for my hair. It's longer," I rambled. We began walking toward the door, me clutching my books, him holding his own.
"Well, for one, you've definitely grown. Though I'm still taller than you," he smirked as he said this. I scowled. "Your hair is…longer, but…Never mind that part. Well, maybe I'm partial to your changes because I've been away for so long. Oh! That reminds me." He slipped his backpack off, digging into it. I had a bad feeling about this. "I brought you some things…" I knew I wasn't going to like this.
My eyes narrowed. "Edward Anthony Cullen! I told you not to get me anything! You said you wouldn't!" I whined. He chuckled, taking out ten, little, silver wrapped gifts.
"Well, I lied. You didn't seriously expect me to go to Europe and not bring my best friend anything back, now did you?" he asked incredulously. He raised an eyebrow. "And not to mention, Mom and Alice scolded me every time I walked into a shop and didn't bring anything back for you." He rolled his eyes. I laughed. We stood there for a second, drinking in each other's presence. "Well, are you going to open them?"
"All right," I sighed, sitting down in the dirt. "Hand 'em over."
He'd gotten me something from each place he visited. My favorite was definitely the one from Italy, since everything there was beautiful. I dreamed of going there one day.
From Spain, I received a figurine of a bull fighter. I hit him for that one. He knew I hated animal cruelty. But, in his defense, I did collect little figurines, so…
From France, he gave me powder blue beret. It was so pretty, I couldn't scold him for it. When I asked how much it was, he cleared his throat and shoved another box at me, commanding me to, "Open the damn thing! We don't have all day here." That got me thinking…
From Romania, I got a pretty, carved wooden figurine. I had nothing to say about this. It was a carving. It was natural and beautiful. He knew me so well.
From Italy, and by far my favorite, Edward had bought me a little white and gold pumpkin carriage figurine. I fell in love instantly. Cinderella was my favorite fairytale, and I still read and watched it occasionally. With this gift, I didn't care how much he spent on me. I gave him the biggest hug I'd ever given anyone, even bigger than the one I gave Renee and Charlie when they'd given me Raskell, my cat, and Apple, my dog.
From Greece, he gave me a soft leather necklace, with a blue pendant at the end. Apparently, it was a good luck charm. I didn't complain about this. It obviously wasn't too much money. My kind of gift.
From Ireland, Edward gave me a stuffed animal. A teddy, to be exact. It was so cute, but so…childish. I was in seventh grade! I had pouted, and he had laughed, but I quickly fell in love with it. I named him Dublin, for the Irish capital.
From England, I received a Big Ben figurine. It was blue. And very pretty. I quickly put it back into its box and opened the next one.
From Germany, the size of the present got me going. It was larger than most of the others. I didn't like the look of it. I was about to protest without opening the present, but he covered my mouth and pointed to the box. I sullenly, and silently, opened the gift. I smiled into his hand and he removed it. A simple tea mug, with the German flag and "I love Germany" written in a nice, elegant scrawl.
My Switzerland gift was strange. I had no idea what it was. When I'd asked, Edward laughed boisterously, getting a glare from some passing teachers. He had said it was a cow bell. Said that if I tied it around my neck he'd always know where to find it. He's earned a punch for that one.
My last and final gift was from Sweden. It was a pretty red horse figurine with weird markings on the back and stuff. I narrowed my eyes at him
"How much did you spend all together?" I asked. He looked sheepish and embarrassed. "Edward Cullen, you answer me right now." He shrugged, his face red. There was only one thing that could save him. Damn that bell.
He raced away, calling over his shoulder, "See you at lunch, Bella!"
And now it was after school, and I was so happy that I was practically bursting. And it wasn't even about Edward being home. It was what he'd asked me at the end of lunch. Well, Alice, I mean…
I took the last bite of my PB&J , crumpling the plastic bag it'd been in. Alice, my second best friend, was giggling with Rosalie, my third best friend. Emmett, my baffoon of a brother, was watching Rosalie wistfully. Major crush there, that was for sure. And Rosalie totally knew it. Jasper, Rosalie's sister and Emmett's best friend, was trying to talk to him, but wasn't succeeding.
But Edward was the one that was worrying me. He wouldn't talk, wouldn't look at me. He kept looking at his hands. Alice, who was also Edward's sister, just giggled every time I'd try to ask what his problem was. Had my reactions been that bad? Was he mad at me? Rosalie looked at me sympathetically. I guessed she didn't know what was going on either. Figures the only two people who know won't tell me. The blonde turned back to Alice.
"Jesus Christ, Edward! What's your problem!?" I finally exploded. His head whipped up. Emmett and Jasper looked surprised to see that kind of talk could come out of me. But seriously! Edward, my best friend, wouldn't talk to me after coming back from Europe for three whole months. Didn't I have the right to be angry?
Well, I think I did. And so did my eyes, for tears sprung to them. Alice bit her lip. She probably knew this was going to happen. She had uncanny predictions about everything. Rosalie stayed silent, her face betraying nothing. Maybe she did know something I didn't.
Edward looked back down at his hands. The table was silent. "Can I talk to you, Bella?" he mumbled, not looking at me. He stared at his fingers which were fiddling with his sweatshirt sleeves.
"Yes, Edward. That's what I want you to do," I answered, annoyed.
"I meant alone," he whispered. He still didn't look at me. Well that did it.
"No Edward. Tell me here, tell me now," I demanded. I heard him gulp. Alice looked uneasy, while Rosalie glanced away. So she did know. I scowled. Emmett and Jasper waited expectantly.
"Bella, please," he whispered. He hadn't touched his lunch. But I wouldn't budge. How could he do this to me? His best friend? Everyone knew except me. That gave me a lump in my throat.
"No Edward. You can't do this to me," I said stubbornly. He finally looked into my eyes and his look was pained. His golden eyes filled to the brim with pain. My barrier wavered. "Just tell me!"
"Go out with him!" Alice burst. I looked at her curiously. What had she just said? "Just tell her!"
"Isabella," he said softly. His gaze burned into mine and I couldn't look away. "Bella. Will you-will you-I can't, Alice. You do it for me." She rolled her eyes and muttered something like 'Coward', but I couldn't be sure.
She turned back to me, her own dark gold eyes glimmering happily. "He wants you to go out with him. He's been dying to ask you out since fourth grade," she said matter-of-factly. My mouth dropped open slightly. Edward? My Edward? The perfect kid that everybody wanted? And he wanted me? Edward looked anxiously at me. I bit my lip.
"She said yes," Rosalie said. I suddenly realized me and Edward were not the only two there. She knew me. She knew I liked him too. His face broke out into a grin. Mine did too. And then the bell had rang, and I gathered my lunchbox and skipped out of the room.
I hadn't stopped skipping all day. I was going on a date with Edward. And he liked me too. I swear, I'll be flying high for a decade. I giggled to myself, reaching my front yard and skipping up the front stairs to the front door. I pulled the key from under the eave out and unlocked my door. I slipped inside, setting my books down in the living room. I was forced to stop skipping because of the limited space in my house. I brought my presents upstairs, safely tucked away in my backpack, and began setting them up around the picture of me and Edward down in La Push at the beach. Near the tide pools, with a small driftwood fire in front of us. My three favorite things about living in Forks. Driftwood fires, the tide pools, and my favorite of them all, Edward Cullen.
What does everyone think? I can delete it if it's bad...This is just the prologue, remember. Please review and tell me if I should continue.
Spa-Dazzled
