A/U: As an obvious note; I do not own Twilight or any of the recognizable characters from the series. I just like to play with them :)

So, this is my first shot at a Twilight story and it's going to be a long one. This story will go from Bella's 8th grade year allllll the way through her early twenties. This is actually based on real life but not everything is verbatim to what really happened. (It wouldn't be as exciting.)

This is my second try on publishing this story because the first time, it wouldn't show up when I searched for it. So here it is :)

You Were Waiting

You were always there, even if I didn't really realize it. For almost 10 years you were right under my nose. But that's how it usually goes, isn't it? You search and search for "the one" or you trick yourself in to thinking, "when you're not looking, that's when it will happen". But what's really happening is he's right there, he's your best friend, and he's waiting. You were waiting…

December 18th, 2001

Here I am, Bella Swan, musician extraordinaire… NOT. Why am I auditioning to be in the musical instead of in the orchestra for it? I don't really know. I've never heard of this play, "Kilroy Was Here" but there's swing dancing and it's based in WWII, I think that's pretty interesting. But maybe fate is playing with me and wants me to try something new for some reason. Last year I played in the orchestra and I had only started playing percussion the year before, and now I am managing to be the 'section leader' of the percussion. I mean that's pretty big right? The directors want me to join the 'pit' percussion next year in High School. They personally asked for me. That's also pretty big…right?

Being clumsy is what brought me to being a 'bando'. I was in to all the sports I could for the small town of Forks. Basketball, softball, and cheerleading were all sports I could do. I was good at them, I excelled, always made the team. But then, I tore my meniscus and had to quit. I couldn't make the JV cheering squad because of that, so I completely quit all my sports and kept with band. Band was just to tie me over instead of doing 'study period' at the beginning of the day. But, I guess I liked it.

Anyway, this whole auditioning for the musical was kind of a last minute decision. My friend Angela is auditioning and didn't want to do it alone. So, being the nice persuaded type of person I am, I came with her last night to the first auditions. I made it to the second round, surprisingly. Tonight is the singing part and I can't tell you how nervous I am. To pass the time, Angela and I check out boys. I mean, we ARE 14 and our homework is done for the night since we've been waiting a while to take our turn. What else is there to do?!

I'm not really expecting much here, in the department of boys. I've known most of these people since we were 5. Another elementary school joined with ours for the 6th grade when funding wasn't good enough to keep both open separately. So, I didn't know everyone, but I knew mostly everyone. It's not too hard in this small of a town. The only boys you really needed to know of anyway were Mike, Eric, Tyler, Ben, and maybe a few more in the 8th grade. But that's about it and all of them either had girlfriends or they were not the type you really wanted as your boyfriend.

So, Angela's trying to find me a boyfriend out of the slim pickings here in the 'middle school' as the Forks School District likes to call it.

"How about that one, Bella?" Angela says, pointing to a boy with dark hair and blue eyes, a little chubby, and we don't know his name.

"Next," is my reply.

"How about that one," she tries again; pointing to the other side of the room to a boy who's got way too much acne to even decipher where his face is.

"You're kidding. Right, Ang?" I look skeptically at her. She looks guilty. She's not kidding. Are we really this desperate?

We sit for a few minutes, scanning the crowd of pre-pubescent boys that are our choices. We don't really need boyfriends, but it'd be nice to have one. The last dance of the semester before break IS coming up. I mean, it'd be nice to have someone to dance with instead of sitting in the stands in the gym, pining away like an immature, bratty, lon-

"There," Angela practically shouts, although it's really just a whisper.

"Where?," I ask brusquely. She's not pointing anywhere, just staring.

I slowly turn my head to the right, where Angela seems to be entranced with somebody. And that's when I see him. Who is that? I've never seen him before. I start my adventure of his gorgeousness from the top of his head and make my way down. His oddly colored but beautiful bronze-red-brown…whatever hair is perfect. How does he get it to look like that?! It looks like he just rolled out of bed, but at the same time it looks like it's been styled. Impossible. His eyes are the most gorgeous blue-green I have ever seen. What boy has blue green eyes?! Then there's his nose, his lips, his chin. Yes, I said chin. Maybe I mean his jaw. What 13 or 14 year old boy has a defined jaw?! This one apparently. And I am nowhere near finished.

There seems to be a curve to his neck. One of which I have never seen. Then there's the shirt he's wearing which seems to be over a nicely shaped body. Is he really only 13 or 14?! Maybe he's a guy from the High School here to help out with auditions. But, he looks nervous. And, oh god, he's looking at me.

"Angela," I whisper in a panic.

"What?" I think she's in a daze.

"Angela, he's noticed us." I whisper back hastily. And oh god, he's coming this way.

Angela sits up abruptly, her eyes shooting back and forth between us and the boy with the perfect body that's coming our way. Is he looking at us both or is he just looking at me? Psh, yea right.

Oh. My. God. He's standing in front of me…what do I do, what do I say?! He helps me out.

"Hi, I'm Edward." The boy-god says.

I stare at him for a good few more seconds, am I drooling?

Boy-g- I mean Edward, is starting to look a little worried. Maybe I should talk.

"H-he-hello, Edward," I reply. Man, I'm lame.

"Hi," he says again, with the most gorgeous lop-sided grin to ever grace the world on his face. To ever grace the world?! Get a grip on yourself, Bella.

"I-I'm…I'm Bella," I finally get those words out of my mouth. Oh God.

"Well, hello Bella, very nice to meet you," Edward, the boy-god replies.

"N-nice to mee-meet you too, Edward," yay, I got more than two words out of my stupid, stupid mouth.

"Are you nervous to audition for the musical? I am too. I'm actually new here this year, along with my brother and sister. I don't know anyone." Boy-god Edward replies. Should I stop calling him boy-god? That's really sweet that he's nervous though, and no wonder I've never seen him around. He's new. And oh yea, Angela is still staring wide-eyed at our dear boy-god. I mean Edward!

"B…Edward…um… this is my friend, Angela." I finally point out. Smooth, Swan…smooth. Don't blow your cover.

Angela perks up again and shuts her mouth that's been hanging open like a flytrap.

"Hi!," she practically shouts. Scaring not only Edward, but herself and me too.

Edward thankfully laughs and then smiles. Angela blushes, and I just stare at boy-g….Edward. Man, I hope he's not dating someone.

Angela finally pipes up with more than a stumbled word; unfortunately it's not what I expected her to say.

"So, Edward…um…do you have a girlfriend or um.. anything?" Angela asks.

Oh. Good. God.

"Um…wh-what?" The boy-god can stumble over words too!

"Girlfriend. Do you have one," Angela asks again. Where did she get confidence like that?! Where is my best friend, and what have you done with her boy-god?!

"Um…no…I don't actually," Edward the boy-god replies. Really gotta stop calling him that. He can't be a god if he's nervous, which he obviously is. He's rubbing he back of his neck and biting his lip, and his cheeks are a little flushed. Man, he's adorable.

Angela breaks in again, "So…um…do you want a girlfriend? The dance is coming up on Friday and Bella here doesn't have a date." Angela then smiles pretty evilly at me. And I can't decide if I want to kiss her or beat the living daylights out of her.

Edward then turns to me and seems to be checking me out for the first time, and I can't tell if he does or doesn't like what he sees. But, he does start to smile. Maybe, there is hope for the lonely, clumsy Bella Swan! Edward locks eyes with me and blushes a little, and I just want to kiss him….where did that come from!?

"Well," Edward clears his throat, "um, would you like to be my...uh…um…girl-girlfriend…Bella," he finishes.

WHAT?! Did I hear him right? Are my ears tricking me? What's that buzzing sound? Am I gripping Angela's arm? Yes, yes I am.

"Um...uh...well…umm…," I cough a little to clear my throat. "You don't ... um... don-don't have to ask me if you don't wa-want to…Edward," I reply…quite stupidly. Really, how bad could this get? Am I a charity case?!

Edward's eyes almost bug out of his head. "No,..no. No...I mean yes, I mean…" he rambles on. What is the kid trying to say?!

He starts again, "I mean... yes I want to ask you, Be-Bella," He smiles at me. Or is that a grimace? He's so shy! Wait, did he just really ask me to be his girlfriend?!

"Wait, did you just really ask me to be your girlfriend?," oops, didn't mean for that to actually come out.

"Ye-yes Bella. Um…would you like to? It's okay if you don't want to. I mean we don't really know each other. I mean, but you're…um...you're really … uhmm… just say yes or no. Please," …wow…boy-god just had a break down. He's so…perfect.

"Yes, Edward. Yes, I'll be your girlfriend," my mouth moves for me, instead of my brain. Edward smiles completely. I couldn't confuse that look for disappointment even if I wanted to.

Edward is my boyfriend! I have a boyfriend! Oh my god!!

Now…what the heck is behind all the pretty!?....Crap.

So...what'dya think? :) Leave a review, I'll update quicker...chapter 2 is in the works :)