A/N: Here it is, another fan fiction. I can never keep interested in one for very long, so I hope this is different. I get good vibes from this one though, I already can't wait to keep writing. Happy reading!

Disclaimer: I'll say it once, TWILIGHT IS STEPHANIE MEYERS. I don't own it, as sad as that makes me.

BPOV:

"Edward, give me back my hat please!" I laughed as I tried to jump up and grab it. Of course my best friend has to be a whole foot and something taller than me. My clumsiness got the best of me, and I tripped over my own feet and fell face first into the snow. "EDWARD!" I screamed out, I could feel my face turning red from the cold. He knelt down and pulled me up, shoving my hat over my eyes.

I could hear him laughing as he ran away, and I chased after him. I knew I couldn't have caught him unless he wanted me too, but I couldn't help feeling proud as I jumped onto his back. "Hey there, spider monkey." I groaned at my nickname and shoved a handful of snow down the back of his shirt, laughing hysterically as he threw me off his back, dancing around with his hands down his shirt. "You'll pay for that Swan." He crouched down and gave me a mockingly murderous stare. My heart skipped a beat at his beauty as he charged towards me, barrelling us both into the snow. I shivered, but not from the coolness of the snow. His body was completely hovered overtop of me, hands on either side of my face and his bright emerald eyes were analyzing my face.

He lent in and his lips merely centimetres away from my own when I chickened out and shoved a handful of snow in his face. He wiped the melted snow off his mouth, grinning his beautiful grin at me that always left me breathless. I grabbed his hands as he pulled me up, and we both brushed the snow off our clothes before we went inside. "Hot chocolate, Mr. Masen?" I asked in a mockingly cheery voice as we entered the kitchen.

"That would be lovely, Miss Swan." Edward replied in the same tone. He sat down in the corner chair at my table. As I was sipping my hot chocolate, I noticed Edward staring at me. I raised my eyebrow at him, cocking my head to the side. He lent forward an inch across the table and took my hand. "You're beautiful, Isabella." His tone was so deep and serious, but his tousled bronze hair was falling in his face and the melted snow was dripping down his forehead. I would have laughed if I wasn't so incredibly nervous.

Instead I blushed at looked at the table for about a minute until I felt a soft finger under my chin, forcing my head up. I was met with Edward's beautiful eyes before he lent in and kissed me. It took me a few seconds to register the fact that EDWARD MASEN was kissing me before I responded, throwing as much passion in the kiss that I could muster up. My arms tangled in his hair and I ran my fingers through it, something I wanted to do since I first laid eyes on him. His left hand came up to cup my face and the other was wrapped around the small of my back, pressing him to me. I broke the kiss, sucking in shallow breaths as I tried to steady my breathing. "I love you," I whispered, marvelling at the truth of the words. I did love him, more than anyone could ever know.

"I love you too, Isabella Swan. Never forget that." Edward grinned at me, kissing me chastely one more time before he left me to wallow in my own happiness. He was finally mine, all mine.

For the next 5 days, Edward and I were inseparable. He drove me to school, walked me to all my classes, ate lunch with me, drove me home and came over in the evening. The only time we were apart was so we could shower, eat and sleep. On the sixth day, he called me in the morning and told me to drive myself because he had to run some errands for his mom Elizabeth after school. So I pulled up next to his car in my rusty Chevy truck, grinning like an idiot when I saw him waiting for me. "Morning, love." He said as he swept me into his arms and kissed me fiercely.

Giggling like a school girl, I pushed him away. "Edward Anthony Masen, no PDA! What would Sara think of us now?" I said in mock horror as Edward's not so secret admirer passed us, glaring daggers into my chest. He smiled at me and grabbed my book bag before interlocking our hands and dragging me to my first class. Math was torture and Gym, well lets just say a few people are going to wake up with a lot of bruises, namely me. English wasn't so bad because we were reading Romeo and Juliet, one of my favourite books. It was also the class right before lunch, and I'd see Edward again in a matter of minutes. Sure enough, after I got my food from the cafeteria line, he was sitting at our table grinning at me.

I pressed a kiss to his lips, slipping into the chair next to him and leaning on his shoulder. "I missed you," I murmured softly. How true that was, every minute without him was pointless now. He kissed my hair and buried his face into it, sighing contentedly. I felt so complete at that very moment. This may be school, but it felt like home because as they say, home is where the heart is, and my heart is with Edward. All too quickly, the bell rang and we grabbed our stuff and headed out. After my last class, I came out of the classroom with hopes to see Edward, and my face fell when I didn't see him. I trudged to my truck where the parking space next to it was empty, but there was a note attached to my windshield. I picked it up and smiled. In his beautiful handwriting, it said:

My dearest Isabella,

Be safe and don't miss me too much.

I'll see you later tonight.

Love always, Edward.

So I jumped in my rusty truck and drove back to my house, throwing my stuff on the living room floor and made my way to the kitchen to make a snack. About an hour later I peeked out the window, and his car still wasn't in the Masen's driveway, so I grabbed "Wuthering Heights" and curled up on the couch by the fireplace. I don't remember much of the reading, but I do remembering waking up at 3:30AM tucked in my bed and in my pyjamas. Crap I thought, Edward probably came by while I was asleep. I figured I'd call him in the morning to apologize, so I let myself drift off to sleep again.

I woke up and groaned, It was eight and I was most likely going to be late. I threw myself in the shower and tossed my tangled hair into a ponytail, throwing on the first thing my hands touched. I ate breakfast quickly and grabbed my keys since Edward was most likely gone to school already. I pulled into the parking lot in search of his car, but I didn't have time to search for it because I was already late. I'd just have to see him at lunch. I barrelled into the school and quietly opened the door to my first period. Mrs. Gallagher met my sheepish stare with a disappointed look and pointed to my seat. I fiddled around with my pencil, not really paying attention at all and too focused on my thoughts of Edward. The morning dragged by like a turtle trying to run 5 miles. When the bell rang for lunch, I almost fell flat on my face in a hurry trying to get to the lunchroom, only to be caught by Karen.

I smiled at her in thanks, she was my only friend other than Edward and I really liked her, especially now that she saved me from a nasty nosebleed. I grabbed my tray of food and turned to my table. I bit my lip, and my heart cracked a little bit when I noticed it was empty. Odd, his car wasn't in the driveway this morning.. Unless he's skipping. AHA, I'll give him crap for that later. I pondered to myself as I took my usual seat, feeling a bit lonely. Thank God that Karen was such a good person, as she noticed me sitting alone and took it upon herself to bring her boyfriend Mac over and sit with me. I had a really nice conversation with both of them, but I missed Edward a lot. I doodled in my notebook during Science, stared out the window in Geography and threw erasers up and down during History. Finally the bell rang, signalling the end of the day. I flew out to my truck, pressing the gas petal as far as it could go.

My heart skipped a few beats when I noticed his car still wasn't in the driveway. I didn't actually think too much of it until I took a good look at our driveway. There were 3 cop cars in the driveway and on the side of the road. Every instinct in my body told me that disaster was about to strike and that I should turn and run. But no matter what, I had to face it. So I took a few calming breaths and reluctantly got out of the car, slowly walking to the door and creeping it open. My knees started to get weak as I reached the living room. Elizabeth Masen and her husband Edward Sr. were sitting on my couch with their head in their hands as my mom rubbed Elizabeth's back and Edward's dad talking to one of the cops.

Not good, not good at all. I took a hesitant step into the living room and as soon as my foot hit the ground, the whole room went silent and all eyes were on me. Elizabeth was a wreck, Edward Sr. looked horrified, and my mom was staring at me with concern and pity. That's when I knew, something was wrong. Something was wrong with Edward. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the truth as I asked,

"What happened?"

A/N: To clear a few things up, Bella's 14 and is a freshman and Edward's 17 and is a junior. He's her neighbour and she's known him since the beginning of 8th grade for her when he moved there.

But now we have the first chapter and I'm already itching to write more ! Review, review, review.