Here it is! The long awaited first chapter to the sequel. This is very long and very fluffy.

Bella is still human bc of their agreement.

DID YOU SEE NEW MOON?!! AMAZING!

I dont own Twilight.

Bella's POV

I feel so happy, and everything is perfect.

I set the cardboard box that had the words Bella's music/books
scribbled on the side in my messy handwriting, on the floor. I pulled
back the flaps, revealing my limited book and music collection and
began unloading them setting them to the floor. Pride and Prejudice,
Wuthering Heights, Romeo and Juliet, Sense and Sensibility. Then my
CDs, Paramore, Blue October, The Killers, Evanescence, and The
Beatles. Like I said; limited. It was alright, Edward had an endless
supply of books and music. He'd only brought half of them with him
from back home, and all the boxes barley fit in his Volvo.

Edward still has his Volvo. He'd refused to drive anything else.
Emmett even bought him a new model of Volvo and it was silver too, and
he wouldn't take it. Even after I pestered him about it being rude not
to except it. But, he told me that Emmett would have rather have
traded it in for a new Jeep, and that it was really Carlisle's idea.
He also said that if I was allowed to refuse gifts than so was he.

I heard my husband's footsteps as he climbed the stairs and entered
our bedroom. The house Edward had bought was absolutely beautiful. It
was two stories, with three bedrooms and two bathrooms. Edward
said we could use the extra rooms for storage or guest rooms if
Charlie and Renee ever came to visit. The kitchen was small and bright.
I was happy that Edward had gotten such a small and simple house. He
knew me well, and I wouldn't want a huge house.

"That's everything." Edward said setting the box down next to the other
six he'd brought in that all had [Edward's Music] written in his
personal calligraphy. He had even organized them into groups of time
periods, each decade had it own box.

"At this rate, we'll have to use both of the extra rooms just for your
music." I joked, and then looked up at Edward and smiled big. These
past few days, every time I'd look at him I couldn't help but smile
really big. "Oh! I just had an idea!" I cried out.

He walked over and wrapped his arms around my waist and looked down at
me. "What is it?" he said, "I usually like your ideas especially since
you have to tell me."

"I could just not tell you. Let your mind go crazy."

"Oh, now. Don't do that." he said then kissed my jaw.

"What if we turned one of the extra rooms into a music studio kinda
thing? Put your piano in there, and get some shelves for your music?"
I said enthusiastically.

"I love your ideas." he said then pressed his lips to mine.

We spent the next two hours unpacking clothes, pictures, music, and
kitchen ware. Edward was faster than me, but kept at a some what human
pace with me. At some point, after he'd hooked up the stereo, he put
in my current favorite CD, and randomized the songs. It played Where
the Line Over Lap by Paramore. I sang along happily, knowing and not
caring that Edward heard me.

"No one is as lucky as us, were not at the end but, oh we've already
won," I sang. The song seemed perfect for my life right now. I was
lucky and I had won. Sure there was still the Volturi, but I didn't
let that bother me. Then there was Jake. I hadn't seen him since the
wedding, and even then we did depart on the best terms. The thought of
Jake had me chewing on my lip and it pulled at my chest. I'd hurt him
so much.

"How about I fix you something to eat?" Edward said all of a sudden,
probably noticing my sudden silence and wanted me out of my thoughts.

These days it wasn't healthy for me to be quiet and thoughtful because
I'd start to think about Jacob, then I'd feel guilt toward Edward for
thinking of Jake, then feel guilty for feeling guilty and it turned
into a huge guilt cycle.

"Sure" I said. The thought of food made my stomach growl. I got up
from the box of framed pictures, and then glanced at the picture I'd
just unwrapped from bubble wrap. It was one of me and Edward on our
wedding day cutting the cake; it reminded me why I was here.

I rinsed off the plate then stuck it into the dishwasher. "I just don't
see how I've been cooking for about eight years and then you watch a
few things on food network and cook like that." I said.

"I must be really good then," he smiled. I walked over to him and
wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head against his chest,
he embraced me back. Then he took my hand and led me to the living
room and sat us down on a tiny love seat- the only piece of furniture
we owned other than the gold giant bed- and flipped through the
channels on the TV he'd already hooked up.

There seem to be so much to do. We still had so many boxes to unpack,
furniture to buy- which we were planning to do tomorrow- and we'd talked
about maybe repainting our bedroom and living room. We've been talking
about it ever since he showed me the house for the first time.

I felt Edward's car come to a stop, and he announced that we were here.
I couldn't see anything. Edward's insisted that i wear a blind fold
the last few minuets of the car ride. Esme and Alice had come along
because, Alice wanted to see my reaction in person rather than a
vision, and Esme said she'd help with choosing colors for the house
and decorating and all that.

I heard my door open then the chilly September air blow and intrude
the warm car. Edward took my hand and helped me out. He kept his arm
securely around my waist as we crossed the yard.

"Don't let me fall." I whispered.

"Never." he whispered back. We stopped.

"This is getting stupid. Can I take the blind fold off now?" I said
urging him.

"Go ahead."

A brick house stood in front of me. The front door was light green and
there was four windows on the face of the house. It was two stories
and had a wide driveway with no garage. I looked to my left and saw a
large tree that stood tall and strong with long branched with leaves
changing into beautiful fall colors.

I looked to my right and saw Edward staring at me intently, gauging my
reaction. "I love it." I whispered.

He chuckled. "You haven't even seen the inside yet." I smiled.

We spent the next hour touring the house and making plans. Then we I
got back in the cars, and drove home. We made the trip into a one day
deal, making it back home the next day afternoon. I'd been staying at
the Cullens at the time. We lived there for about two weeks after we'd
gotten back from Esme's island.

Edward's laugh brought me out of my thoughts. I looked over at him,
his eyes were fixed on the TV. He was watching a show that had started
playing on TV a few weeks ago. It was Vampire Diaries. (Sorry guys! I
seriously couldn't resist.) Edward thought the idea of it was
hilarious. I had only seen one or two episodes, but never gotten into
it really.

On the TV the vampire guy was pretty good looking, but at the moment
he had blood red eyes, fangs, an veins popping out under his eyes. I
giggled. "Do you think he's good looking?" Edward asked.

I ignored his question, and rolled over to put my head in his lap. We
laid like that for awhile longer, until I got bored and looked up at
him. He looked back at me and I put my hand on the back of his head
and pulled him down to me, locking my lips with his.

He was as careful as usual at first then he deepened it. I locked my
hand with his and he moved his free hand to cup the side of my face.
He moved his hand to the small of my back and pulled me up to where I
was sitting in his lap, then moved his hand to my face again. I
wrapped my arms around his neck and then he stood up with me in his
arms, and took us upstairs at vampire speed.

Edward's POV

I haven't been this happy in 108 years. No that wasn't right. I've
never been this happy.

The sun began to peak through the blinds, spilling onto the carpet.
Bella lay on me, her head resting on my chest. The house was silent
except for her quiet breathing and heartbeat. I tugged the comforter
higher on her, covering her bare shoulders. Dear God, she was truly
beautiful. And she was mine. I looked down at the ring on her finger
and smiled. her long dark hair spilled across her shoulders and onto my
chest.

She sighed and smiled. Her eyelid fluttered open and she gazed up at
me. "Good morning." she said, stretching, then wincing.

"Are you alright?" I asked anxiously. She sat up, wrapping the
comforter around her. That's when I noticed a small bruise on her left
arm. It was nothing, but guilt flooded through me. Something must have
gave away my guilt because she took my face in her hands and looked me
right in the eye.

"I am fine." she spoke. I sighed and stroked her cheek. The love she
had for me was more than I deserve.

Bella got in the shower while I got dressed. I went down stairs and
waited for her. When I heard her footsteps coming down the stairs, I
made her a bowl of cereal at vampire speed. She walked into the
kitchen wearing jeans, a pair of brown boots under them and a light
blue sweater. She said nothing and went to eat her cereal. I watched
her as she took bite of her cereal. She looked up and caught me
staring at her, then immediately looked down and blushed beautifully.

"So, what's on the agenda for today?" she asked.

"I thought we'd go look for furniture." I said. She giggled. "What?"

"Its just weird. Were looking for furniture, deciding on paint colors,
going to collage..." she said, "were like a real couple."

"Were we not one before?" I said, "Cause last time I checked, we were
married."

"True. But, how many girls can say that there doing all this with a
vampire?"

"Hmmm... I do believe you're the only one." I said. She giggled again.
I took her face in my hands and brought my lips down on her.

I know. Very long.

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