I hummed one of Edward's latest compositions to myself as I re-arranged a bunch of roses in a crystal vase, smiling as I saw the framed photo in my peripheral vision.

The photo was beginning to yellow slightly with age, but the frame was as clear as if it was dusted yesterday- which it had been. I would never allow a speck of dust to besmirch my favourite picture.

It was of Charlie and Sue's 30th wedding anniversary celebrations- crowded around the table in the foreground was Charlie, Sue, Renesmee, Jacob, Leah, Seth, and myself, and scattered in the background was an odd mixture of werewolves and vampires- the entire pack mingled with the rest of my family. It had been beyond strange to end up with two werewolves as my stepsiblings, but Leah had warmed up eventually, especially after she had stopped becoming a werewolf. In fact, there was only one werewolf left, as far as we knew.

Jacob couldn't bring himself to grow old and leave Renesmee behind. Sam, Emily and the other wolf couples had happily grown into old age together, but of course circumstances were different for Jacob and my half vampire daughter. He hadn't aged for almost as long as I hadn't…though he still had the body of a twenty five year old. I, of course, was forever frozen at eighteen.

Turning my attention back to the photo, I felt the familiar pang. Billy was long dead, as were Charlie and Sue. All three had passed away within months of each other- Billy the first, and Charlie the last. He died surrounded by immortals- Edward held my free hand as I sobbed, and Renesmee, though tears rolled down her cheeks, still managed to make her grandpa smile. Though Charlie's death had been devastating, I was mostly overjoyed he had lived out the remainder of his life free from unknown fear, dying peacefully surrounded by his small family. He had never discovered the supernatural secret that us Cullens and the La Push gang shared, and never commented on the fact that neither me nor the rest of my family aged. My father was safe now from the Volturi or any other the danger that could come calling, and for that I still felt relieved.

Most of the ex-werewolves in the photograph had also passed away. Though as far as I knew, Quil was still alive and kicking at 96, spending his days in a retirement village with Embry hitting on the old dames. I smiled wistfully once more. I missed all my old friends of family, but the whisper of Edward's voice behind me reminded me of how perfect my life still was.

"Hey," I breathed into his ear, kissing him briefly on the mouth.

Edward grinned my favourite crooked grin, and tugged on my hand.

"Your presence is required outside, Mrs Cullen," he grinned again, gesturing me forward.

I moved to follow him and had got most of the way to the door when I froze, hearing the muffled giggles outside and realizing for the first time what they meant.

"ALICE!" I shrieked, growling loudly.

Her chiming laugh sounded again from outside, followed by a loud guffaw from Emmett.

"Edward," I said pleadingly, "please."

His golden eyes, exactly like my own, shone with amusement. "Bella, I would have thought that after eighty years as a Cullen you finally have learnt how to accept a surprise birthday party."

"But Edward!" I wailed, "I forgot it even was my birthday!"

Edward shook his head. "Typical. But nevermind- you still have to go outside to accept the party in your honour. And be nice. You know how Alice loves birthdays…besides, eighty is a big mark!"

I growled again, but deliberately walked as slowly as I could to the porch, which was sure to be decorated worse than a department store at Christmas.

Turning the corner, I closed my eyes. It was worse than I thought. The table was piled with presents, with intricate garlands hung on every available surface. On a higher note, the table was surrounded by everyone I loved- Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Esme, Carlisle, Jacob…and of course, my own division of the family. I glowered at Alice and gave Ness and hug and kiss on the cheek. Edward was still grinning, so for good measure I glared at him too. Technically ninety-eight years old, and still hating attention. But still, I knew enough know to be gracious, and so I looked up and smiled at everyone.

"Happy 80th birthday!" they chorused.

"Everyone, this is so sweet. But you shouldn't have. Really." I looked pointedly at Alice. She ignored me, bouncing on the balls of her feet. "Open your presents!"

I rolled my eyes at her, but grinned at the same time. "Fine. Who's first?"

Edward lifted a wafer thin package off the laden table and handed it to me.

"You didn't spend anything, right?"

"Of course not. Keeping with tradition."

Unlike the other Cullens, who liked to buy each other such small gifts as Porsches for vampire birthdays, Edward and I never spent any money on each other, preferring handmade gifts.

I slit the package open curiously, and let the contents spill out.

"Edward? What is this?" I asked, confused. It was just a bunch of forms.

"It's the entry form to Forks High School. Bella…we're moving back home."

A/N: So, this is my first attempt at Twilight fan fiction! I don't know if anyone else has written something similar to this because I haven't read many other Twilight fics…but I hope I came up with something original  Reviews would be awesome, whether you liked it so far or not…I hope you did though!