A/N: Ooook. This is pretty much my first fanfiction, sooo...it might suck. But please review!!! Tell me if it sucks! Tell me how to improve it!!!

Bella and Edward have been friends for their whole life. When they both find out they're falling in love with one another, what will they do? Drama and jealousy lie ahead for both of them.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Twilight. The brilliant Stephenie Meyer does.

**Bella's POV 15 years old**

I sat back and watched the clouds roll by in different shapes and sizes. My best friend, Edward Cullen, sat beside me, a huge, crooked grin on his face

Edward and I had been friends since we were very little. I have seen 1-year-old baby pictures of us sitting in my old sandbox that used to be in my backyard. Those pictures made me smile, and I would remember some of the old times we had as kids.

**Flashback to 7 years old**

"AHH! Edward what are you doing?!" I looked incredulously at Edward, who had just thrown cookie dough at me.

"Heehee!! Cookie fight!!!" he yelled, taking a glob of cookie dough out of the mixing bowl and throwing it at me. I shrieked and ducked out of the way.

"We need to bake that, Edward!" I tried to tell him, but I caught myself walking over to the bowl of cookie dough and taking a handful. I smiled mischievously and threw it at him, hitting him right in the middle of his face. He lifted his hand to wipe of his face, an evil smile to match mine growing on his lips.

We battled the "Great Cookie Dough War" for hours, and soon there wasn't any cookie dough left.

"Aww…there's none left. What should we do now?" I asked.

"Umm…go put on new shirts. Look at us!" Edward gestured to himself. It was true, both of our shirts were covered in raw cookie dough, smeared all across the front.

I laughed. "Yeah, good idea."

Edward half smiled at me and took my hand. "You can borrow one of Alice's shirts."

"Nooo!!! She'll play Bella Barbie with me!!!"

"Nah, I won't let her," he bent his face to whisper in my ear.

**End Flashback**

I realized I was smiling so big it almost hurt my face.

Edward chuckled. "What are you thinking about?"

"Um, I was remembering when we were seven how we fought with cookie dough."

His smile was blinding. "Yes. I remember how adorable you looked," he said. He didn't seem to realize what he said at first, but then his face grew panicked and he glanced at me nervously.

"…What?" I asked him.

"Nothing."

"No, there is defiantly something."

He blushed slightly, looking away.

"What? Just tell me what you said, I wasn't listening clearly," I said.

"Um…I said I remember how evil you looked." It didn't sound very convincing.

"Oh. Ok." Somehow I knew he was lying.

A/N: Did that suck? It probably did. I'll have the second chapter up soon. Hopefully that one won't suck like this one. Wow...I'm way too hard on myself...but still, it does probably suck.