Hi, i know another new story but i think this will be short.

so here is my "attempt" at a lighter story with less or no angst at all, fluff? maybe

So i don't anything twilight or the characters.

What i own- a cell phone that doesn't work.

The Beginning

True Love

Two words

So many people throw those words around and most of the time it's never true. They dream of happy endings and perfect relationships and knights in shining armor and being swept away of their feet.

They want that all-consuming love and do anything for you love and do anything for love type of love. They wanted lightness and happy times and the romance, the rainbows and sunshine.

They dream of that love and when they don't find it they say it doesn't exist.

They were wrong because I experienced it at a young age and it went on into the future.

They say Best friends are the best lovers and those words were never truer to me.

I met my best friend in the fifth grade and fell in love with her on the same day.

First Meeting

All the other kids were talking excitedly to one another and most kids already paired off in groups when I walked in the classroom. Every other table was full so the teacher sent me to the back, as I walked the long path to the back everyone stared. Well the girls smiled at me and the boys narrowed their eyes, it made me uncomfortable. I pulled my hat down on my head to hide my face, when I arrived at the last table it was occupied by someone already. I sat in the other chair quietly waiting for class to start; as I waited I took out my books and a pencil. I felt heat on my neck and turned to find the girl next to me was watching me, I stared back not wanting to look away from her eyes.

They were crystal blue and ocean deep I could see the past and present and future in them.

"Hi" she spoke.

"Hi" I replied.

She sat next to me at lunch.

"Are you new here?" she asked.

"New to this school, yes" I answered.

"Your name is?" she asked.

"Edward masen" I say.

She nods and opens her lunch humming quietly.

I can't stop staring; her skin looks so soft and her lips so red.

Her hair is short blonde and curly.

She catches me staring and holds out a sandwich, I take half and we eat in silence.

"I'm Isabelle but call me Bella" she speaks.

I smile "okay beautiful" I say.

She smiles "okay pretty boy" she says.

I walk home after school smiling the whole way anticipating the next day and it's all because of Isabelle.

I'm thinking of her meeting my mom and my mom liking her.

I'm thinking of taking her to a movie and holding her hand.

I'm thinking of kissing her lips.

I'm thinking of love.

I'm thinking I'm in love.

Mom tells me I'm too young to know what love is and it's just a crush but she would love to meet her.

The way she says it's just a crush bothers me.

I know I won't forget what I saw in her eyes.

I know a crush always end.

I think this is forever and always.