( okay!!! So this is my third fanfic and I thought this up while waiting for midnight on new years. I had to pass the time. So they are all human (wich I don't really like, but other wise wouldn't work with the story) and Bella and Edward are Best friends. Edward's family is the same except for Rosalie and Jasper are brother and sister and are dating Alice and Emmett. So here you go!

Bella POV

I kicked my feet, swinging higher and higher. I feel like im soring, or even flying to a different place. Wich is ironic…because I am.

I always think while im on the swings at Edward's house. Especially when Edward iis there. We always have good conversations. I could tell him anything. And that makes it even harder to move in with my mom.

"Are you positive you have to leave, Bella?" Edward asked once more, already knowing the answer, just taking the last shred of hope he has left.

"I wouldn't if it were up to me. I'm only eleven what am I supposed to do?"

"You could stay with me! Move in! we could have so much fun! Sleepovers and parties! And if Esme doesn't like that, you can hide in our tree house. I will sneek up food and buy you-"

"Edward…. I'm leaving. We can't stop that. As much as we want to stay best friends, we have no power over it. I'm sorry," I said to him in a small voice.

We stopped our swinging, only sitting on the damp chairs of the swing set, that were covered in the over night rain. I'm going to miss the rain in forks, the damp green moss covering everything, the after shower rainbows. Not that New York won't have that, but were I'm going trees are cut down, replaced by tall buildings and moss is chemicaly removed from the side of those builings and the rooftops of homes.

There may be trees, rain and moss, but there is one thing that New York won't have-Edward.

My best friend in the whole wide world, sense before I was born. My father and the Cullen's have been friends far longer the mine and Edward's life time put together. But somehow that made Edward and I grow together as the greatest friends there could be.

But now that was being torn apart. By the continent of North America.

We sat in silence, thinking over the fictional ways we could possibly stay together, when Esme, Edward's mom, opens up the back door, the phone in her hand, "Bella, Honey, its your father. He says its time to leave." She walks back into the big mansion of a house, glancing back to give a sympathetic look to me and Edward.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye," I stand up, fallowed by Edward, "I'm going to miss you so much, Edward. I will call you everyday. No matter what. And I will send you letters and stuff from New York And I will visit you every year, when I visit my father."

"Bella, I-I'm really going to miss you. What am I going to do when you are gone?"

"Find a hobby I guess," I said jokingly. It made him laugh a little, but that didn't last long, and a secong later the sad lookwas shown on his gentle face.

I put a hand on his cheek. He wraps his hand around my wrist and pulls me into a tight hug, only know as a goodbye hug.

We stayed like that till I heard my fathers soft voice come from the pathway on the side of the house.

"This is it…" I pulled away, looking into Edward's green, emerald eyes for the last time. I let out a sigh and turned around, head facing the ground in self pity.

"Goodbye…" I wispered in a low voice, only audible to myself.

Edward POV

No, she can't be leaving. All the memories and simularities we had from our birthday, September 13th,to the food we ate. We did everything together. What do I do? I can't let this happen. But I have to.

I watched her walk away, to her father, to New York.

I'm losing my best friend.

But most of all… I'm losing the love of my life.