Yes, IK you guys are thinking UGH! Another story. I actually took time with this chapter. I finally got a beta, but she stopped. PM me if you want to beta this. Lol just read now.

Bella- 13

Edward-13

I walked through the school basement once more before heading off to meet Edward. The 8th grade dance, which was only 5 months ago, was the best night of my life.

It was the day when Edward Cullen walked through the double doors heading in my direction. I looked down blushing furiously, yelling at myself for thinking he would be coming towards me.

It was obvious puberty was gracious with Edward.

With his strong set jaw and broad shoulders, he was perfection in a bottle. It couldn't help that he had green smoldering eyes, his hair, the color of copper, was wild with dismay, what some would call sex hair.

I heard his footsteps padding in the cafeteria, an echo rising. The cafeteria was quiet, curious, beady eyes trailing his footsteps. He stopped at my table.

"Hey." He said quietly, sliding into the seat across from me. I was taken back. What was he doing? Trying to ruin his reputation?

"Hi." I said quietly, my eyes focusing and unfocusing in the book my hands held.

"So the school dance is tonight..." He trailed off.

"Ohhh!" I said finally, understanding. He smiled at me, his lips curling upward.

"I'll ask Lauran for you. We have gym class next." I said.

His smile faded. "I don't want to go with Lauran." He said.

"I mean, me and Jessica don't have the same classes, but I do see her around the halls." I said now.

"I want to go with you."

"Me?" I squeaked out. "Yeah." He said.

"Umm..uh..." I trailed off.

"You don't have to go with me, I mean-"

"Yeah I will go with you." I said, mustering up all my courage and smiling cheekily at him.

"Great. I'll see you their." He said, and with that, he grabbed my bitten apple, bit it once on the spot above and walked away. The cafeteria had erupted with whispers.

Now looking back to that magical night, the scene in front off me didn't look so magical.

A paper star fell from the ceiling at flittered, falling at my feet. I kicked it, fustrated, angry tears pricking my eyes. Edward was moving. I would never see him again. I swallowed the lump in my throat and raised my backback strap.

I put on my rain coat. It was pouring outside.

The gray clouds contoured my feelings. Wind picked up, whipping the trees making a snapping sound. I waled for a while, hurring so I could deliberatley have more time with Edward.

Maybe he didnt have to go, or maybe his dad could kerp working here or maybe...My hopes were instantley stomped on as I saw the car all ready and packed.

Edward stood their. He pulled me in. We were both 13, so we havent kissed yet. Hugging was most.

He pulled me in, and my face was smushed into his hard stone like chest. The rain beat harder and the wind hit faster. I cried into his chest.

"I'm going to miss you." Edward says into my hair, his voice muffled.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

He pulled away to soon. He looked into my eyes then slowly dipped his head down. He kissed me lightly, as if I was delicate enough to float away.

"Here." He says, shoving something into my hand. And with that the car trailed off into the distance fog surrounding them.

I walked home and dumped my book bag on the ground, next to the coffee table. I ran upstairs sla,ming the creaking door.

Some paint chipped off the door.

"Shit." I muttered. The house was aging.

I ripped open the envelope. A thin gold ring dropped into my lap. I read the letter first.

Dear Bella,

By the time you read this I am gone. Almost in Chicago. I will keep this simple and short. As I leave, I may be physically gone, but my heart stays with you. Wear the ring I give you. Fasten it around your neck. I will find you. Just remember until I do, I will aleays love you.

"We all die. The goal is'nt to live forever. It's to create something that will."

XxEdwardxX

And with that day on, I tied the ring around my neck. It was only a week later I noticed carved on the inside read, Edward's heart. I smiled to myself, placing the ring over my heart.

Next chapter is 7 years later. (She'll be 20, him 21.) Yes, IK I say my stories are gonna be possessive, and all that, but this time I want to change it. I'm thinking a sweet, possessive, mixing kind of thing. You know what I mean? Anyway 5 reviews=next chapter. Regular updates Sundays/