All right. Here it is. The one we've all been waiting for. I PROMISE to keep as current as I possibly can with this one. (but keep in mind that I am going to England this week for three months) This is the story I've been dying to redo for years. And I'm sure, it's the story you've been dying to see redone.

If you've been with me all the way through, thank you! It's been fun! If you're new, it's important to note: if you haven't read the first three rewrites, you will be confused. This is not a rewrite that takes place after the real Eclipse. Anywho... Also, it's important to note that this is a rewrite. Therefore, it will not have that fairytale ending. In fact, it's going to be rather dark. Just to forewarn you guys.

Now that that's all out of the way, let's get down to business.

BREAKING DARK DAWN

One: My Life is Average

It was Friday. Bella's favorite day of the week. The one she looked forward to every night she went to bed. Her eyes stared at the clock on her classroom wall, her jittery leg bouncing up and down. Why couldn't the day be over all ready? Indeed, the daytime hours moved unusually slow today. Dragging on with unnecessary sludge just to irritate her. But she held strong. It would be night time soon. Her eyes switched from staring at the clock to glaring at the window beside her. The one day of the week Seattle decided not to be cloudy or rain, and it just had to be Friday. Why? Oh why? Taking a breath, she turned her eyes back around to the teacher in the front of the room. Professor Crawford, a wrinkly fellow with a quick tongue and dull eyes, was writing on the white board all the different methods of metaphors and similes. Normally, Bella wasn't such an unfocused student in college. But dammit, it was Friday. This was her excuse day. This was the day that Edward, her boyfriend of almost four years now, came to visit from Forks, and stay through the whole weekend.

Bella had moved after graduation to a small apartment her father helped her get that was close to North Seattle Community College. It wasn't exactly her dream school, but the financial aid was nice there, and she could focus on getting her general education out of the way before heading off to a university. Of course, the one she did want to get into cost well over thirty five thousand dollars a year, and was in California. So though she applied for a fall transfer, she didn't expect to get in. It was a mere flight of fancy that she toyed with every now and again. She would probably wind up going to Washington State or something along those lines. In any case, there she was, in class, waiting for the sun to go down so that her boyfriend could safely travel between Forks to Seattle to see her. She nibbled at her nails, staring at her own faint reflection in the window. Though her father thought she had, Bella didn't think she grew all too much after graduating. Her hair was still a frizzy mess, and she was still a tall, knobby, pale twig in jeans and worn out sneakers. She huffed to herself, pushing up a small strand of hair from her face. Turning back around, she saw with joy that the class was almost out. The faster class got out, the faster the sun went down, and the faster Edward arrived at her doorstep. Or rather, window sill.

Because yes, Edward was a vampire.

It was odd just how normal this was for Bella. Not to say that her life had been one long, boring routine with him. Not even close to one. After getting together with Edward, Bella's life was in danger countless lives, some of those encounters even before they hooked up. She'd been kidnapped (many times), threatened, abused, nearly killed, enslaved and so on. Perhaps any normal person would have gotten out and gotten out fast. But Bella just supposed that she was a horse of a different color. Or that she was certifiably insane. Either one could be a likely option. For as many bad times she'd encountered with Edward, there were those good times. Those fantastic times. Those times that made her think she was dreaming. Not to mention the sex was phenomenal. Despite his anti-social nature at first, Edward turned out to be rather romantic in the years that followed their first two. Especially after she moved. He brought her flowers, read her old books, sometimes even let her head lay in his lap and did nothing but pet her hair. It seemed as though the distance made their relationship all the sweeter.

When the class finally did wrap up, Bella shot to her feet, grabbed her bag, and practically sprinted out of the room. A few people said goodbye to her as she headed towards the parking lot for students. She had made a few friendly acquaintances, but spent most of her time at school on her own. It wasn't like high school, where she saw and sat by the same people for each class. But it didn't bother her as much. Getting into her truck, she tossed her bag to the side and pulled out, humming and drumming her hands on the steering wheel. Finally, she'd have her Friday.

Her cellphone buzzed inside her pants pocket. Frowning, she stopped at the light ahead of her and answered. "Hello?"

"Hey, Bella. We're short staffed tonight. Think you could come in?"

Bella felt her stomach twist with disappointment. "Oh come on, Scott! You know the weekends are my days!" As she turned onto a different street, she heard her manager sigh.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. But two people already called in sick. And Steph isn't back from her vacation yet."

Bella rubbed her forehead before turning onto a different street. "Ok... Ok, fine. I'll come in. Just let me go home to change first."

"Sure thing. Oh man, you're a life saver."

After hanging up, Bella swore under her breath and continued on her way. Well so much for cleaning up before he got there. Pulling into her garage, she stormed to the lobby door of her apartment building before glaring up at the sunny sky. "This is all your fault," she pouted before going inside. Normally, Edward would come between three and five, after class got out for the week. The sun made sure that this wasn't happening today. Sucking on her teeth, she went up in the elevator and got to her apartment. The building wasn't all that impressive. Just a few floors of boxed living spaces that sat beside an independent book store. The walls crumbled slightly, and the light fixtures often needed replacing and maintenance. But it was what she could afford. She tossed her keys aside and went to her room where her uniform hung. After dressing, she glanced at herself in the mirror. Black apron, black baseball cap, white pants and a white shirt with a black jacket. Bella often wondered why anyone would want ice cream in such a cold place like Seattle, but it paid her bills. Before leaving, she went to her cluttered kitchen table and swiped a piece of paper and a pen from the spew around her. Scribbling down a note, it read:

Edward

I'm sorry, I got called into work.

Pick me up at 11 when my shift ends?

Love, Bella

Satisfied with it, she opened her dingy window and taped it to the front of the glass before closing it. Thankfully, the wind wasn't too strong, but just in case, she put extra tape around the corners to keep it from blowing away. Then, she grabbed her house keys and left the apartment, making her way down the street to the ice cream shop. She never needed to drive there – it was only a block away. The shop itself was a tiny little thing, smack dab in the middle of two other buildings that practically squeezed it close together. The familiar smell of waffle cones hit her immediately, and she smiled. Despite her irritation about being called in on a Friday, it was always nice to come in to that smell. She tossed her jacket into the break room before clocking in and grabbing an inventory clip board.

For the rest of the night, Bella was either behind the counter or taking stock in the back freezer. Mostly, she leaned against the work counter, staring at the ice cream cone clock in waiting. She watched as that little cherry swung back and forth beneath it, ticking away each second that she was there. Outside, the sun slowly went down, darkening the world around her. The windows taunted poor Bella, rubbing it in that she couldn't be home to wait for him. Finally, around ten thirty, when the end of her shift drew near, she was cleaning the work table when Scott alerted her.

"I think we might be out of peanut butter chips. Go check."

With a nod, Bella put the rag aside and headed back into the storage room. It was kept highly refrigerated to make sure nothing melted or got bad quickly. So, Bella grabbed her coat before heading in. Blowing through her lips, she checked each labeled box before coming to peanut butter chips. Opening it, she saw a few kiss-shaped toppings left, but for the most part, an empty box. Nodding, she made a mark on her clipboard and was about to leave, when she felt something rush by her. The first few times that this happened, Bella was caught off guard, and even a little scared. But now, all this scare tactic did was put a smile on her face. She turned around and grinned at the rest of the empty freezer. She looked up and down, but couldn't find anything. That's when she noticed that there was a significant amount of space between the shelf and the wall to her right. Biting her lip to keep her from smiling too much, Bella snuck over and then pulled out a box of Oreo crumbles. Edward's upside down head grinned at her, his hair sticking straight down as he kept himself on the wall. Bella giggled as he flashed his fangs, gold eyes twinkling in the florescent lighting above.

"You creeper. Get out of there." Despite this, she continued laughing as Edward scuttled out from behind the shelf, much like a crab would. Once he had the room to, Edward flopped to his feet and brought her into his cool arms. They embraced and kissed, Bella feeling her disappointment from earlier wash away into nothingness. When they finally did break apart, Edward gave a playful snap of his teeth, their noses pushed up together.

"Hi, beautiful," he cooed, hands on her hips. "How much longer till you get out?"

"About a half hour. You can wait until then."

"Well... I guess if I have to." He jumped back a bit as Bella pinched him, the two laughing with each other.

"It's not like I want to be here, Edward. Now quit it." Standing on her tip toes, they kissed again before Bella backed away. "Just hang out in here until I clock out. Then we'll head home."

"All right..." He brought her in closer for them to have yet another kiss, before the door swung open behind her. Bella spun around to see Scott standing there with a frown on his face. He was a few years older than Bella, with dark hair that he kept in a pony tail behind his neck. Two large plugs sat in each ear, a couple silver piercings around his lips and nose.

"Hey... you're taking a while. Are you ok?" His frown deepened. "You're not on your phone, are you? I heard you talking..."

Bella, now standing alone, smiled and put her hands in her coat pockets. "No, my phone's in the break room. I just got distracted, that's all. We're out of peanut butter chips."

Scott nodded. "We'll get some by tomorrow. Now come on back out and finish up."

"Right." After Scott left, Bella looked up to see Edward clinging to the ceiling. Deciding to play with him while he was up there, Bella undid the top button of her shirt and gave her rump a little shake. His eyes sparked with mischief and he licked his lips hungrily.

"No fair," he whispered. Bella laughed a bit before leaving the freezer, and letting Edward to his thoughts for now.

Finally, after a long and tiresome day, Bella clocked out, and met Edward outside. He probably rushed out when no one was looking. Not that they could see him when he went at such speeds. Skipping happily towards him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and the two kissed yet again. When they broke, Edward took her hand and they began down the side of the road. "Did you eat?" he asked.

"Didn't have time to. But I snacked a bit in the break room."

"Ah. So I'll be taking you to dinner then."

Bella laughed. "Edward, I'm still in my work clothes. Besides, it's really late." But Edward didn't hear of it, and turned them down to where a little hamburger diner sat. Once she smelled the food it served, Bella felt how hungry she really was. They took a corner table and Bella ordered a house special with french fies and a chocolate shake. It made her insides curl up just thinking about it. Bella leaned into Edward as they watched the grill through the kitchen window. The restaurant itself was a slim, long building, with tables near the windows, and a counter right in front of the blocked off kitchen. An order window sat between the grill and the cashier. With a loud yawn, Bella snuggled into Edward's cool neck. He pet her hair.

"Tired?" he asked softly.

"Just a little. But I can last tonight."

She felt his fingertip brush along her brow as he kissed her forehead. "We have tomorrow and Sunday, too. I don't want you over exerting yourself because of me."

"I know my limits."

"Uh-huh. Is that why I'm seeing this?" He gently prodded a bag beneath her eye. For the first time that night, he frowned. "You're working too hard, Bella. I don't like it."

"Oh my life isn't that hard." She laughed it off, touched by his concern. "It's not like I'm in a sweatshop, Edward. I'm keeping up with my bills and doing well in classes... I couldn't do that if I just slept all day like you." She poked his ribs just before her number was called. Now famished, she rushed to the counter, took her food and shake, before heading back to her table. Edward looped his arm around her waist as she ate.

"You know you don't have to live like this," he said, rubbing her thigh. "If you'd just let my family – "

"Edward, I already told you. Carlisle is not going to pay my way through life. I need to learn how to be independent." Squirting ketchup on her meat patty, she plastered the bun back on before taking a huge bite out of the sandwich. It was like heaven to her empty innards.

Edward removed his hand only to prop his chin on the table, watching her eat. "We don't need money, Bella. I keep telling you this. It's not like we have to go to the grocery store every week."

"Well, you know that saying about teaching a man to fish, right?" Bella nodded before slurping down her thick, chocolate milk shake. "We're not going to be together forever, so I need to be able to function after we do go our separate ways."

Even though this was a subject that had been brought up before, Bella couldn't help but feel a tad depressed at that. They both decided early on that this could only last for so long. After a while, Bella would need to find someone more suitable for her. A human lover. It was a sensible solution to have someone who she could really grow with. Still, it made her sad to think about it. Resting her burger down a bit, she stared at it, her happiness dwindling, if only for a moment. Then, she felt Edward's cold hand take her own. Her eyes snapped up as he kissed the rim of her knuckles.

"You're right," he said sweetly. "You're absolutely right, Bella." He ran his thumb against her fingers, making her smile. "It's just... you're so independent all ready. I guess I feel useless."

"You're not useless." Putting the hamburger aside, she curled into his arms, hugging his neck tightly. "My life would be so different if you weren't in it. I love these weekends together." She kissed his cheek.

Edward let out a little sigh before running his fingers through her fuzzy hair. "Eat your hamburger," he said with a smile. They kissed one last time before Bella turned back to her food, and happily devoured every single morsel on her plate.

That night, Bella wanted to make love, but she could barely keep her eyes open. So Edward vehemently refused, and instead, the two curled up in bed to do nothing but coddle until she fell asleep.

So there we are! Chapter 1! Don't forget to say hello in the review section!

~T.