"Okay, here will be far enough Clayton." I smiled as I sat in the back of the cab. My street had not changed since I had seen it. 3 months ago. I had been with my Irish Grandparents for the summer. My friends and family had made an effort to come and see me. For the first two months and the last month it was just Patrick, Veronica and me in Ireland. My best friend, James, who I had not seen for three years had come back into my life just before I left for Ireland. He was taller than me, even though I had grown myself to a respectable 5'6", he was six foot. He also had beautiful brown hair and dimples when he smiled, much like my older brother, Emmett. Emmett was 17 years old and entering his senior year in High School. He was very over protective of little old me and he made it his personal mission, along with my other brother and father to eliminate any type of boy that they thought was unsuitable to be with me. Including a wary postman and a drunken Irish man last summer. My other Brother Jasper was my favourite brother out of the two I had, because he treated me like an adult and he respected my decisions and when he nearly died in February , it was like a piece of me would die with him.

Then there was the Masens. Jasper was together with Alice and Emmett with Rosalie. I had had little interaction with Elizabeth and Winnie Masen, the parents. But there children, except one, were my best friends. Alice was adorable and she was a Sophomore like me. She was pixie like graceful. She had Olive green eyes and dark brown hair and she and her brother resembled their mother strongly where as Their other sister, Rosalie resembled Their father. Rosalie had just turned 16, in the summer I was away, which made her a Junior like her brother. She had gotten a red BMW convertible. She loved it from what I had heard. They also got on with James. It was just perfect. Except for one thing that had been playing on my mind for since the evening that I had left LA, 3 months ago. Edward. Edward Masen had Gorgeous shimmering green eyes ,exceptional bronze hair. And an Adonis. He was beautiful, and he was mine. For a short time, but after I was kidnapped and then returned to my family, at the demise of my captors, Mike , my ex boyfriend, and Jess, my best friend. Edward cruelly dumped me. I had not forgiven him the day I had left but I had had three months to think about it, get over it but not fall out of love with him. I decided to make amends with him, today.

The car pulled up outside James' house and I stepped out. Clutching the Harrods bag with my right hand. I pulled out my cell phone, that Edward had bought for me, and dialled his number.

"Hello?" a depressed voice answered. I smirked.

"Well someone's in a good mood,"

"Bella! Hey how are you? You finally back home then?" he sounded enthusiastic to say the least.

"Yeah I am. Guess where I am?"

"Does it matter that I have already looked out of the window?" I could hear him bounding down the stairs.

"Nope," I popped the 'p'.

"Okay Bella, I will see you in a second," he laughed. I hung up the phone and waited for 5 seconds when the gleeful voice of my best friend, scooped my up into his arms and twirled me around. "Bella!" I laughed.

"Put me down you crazy child,"

"No, I haven't seen you in a month, you have not changed." I giggled.

"Yeah well if my damn flight hadn't been delayed for two weeks then I could have been here a lot sooner," I grumbled.

"I can't believe that I missed your sweet sixteen Bells. It was yesterday" he moaned, setting me on the floor.

"Don't worry about it. This time yesterday I was on a plane. And if Alice has her way I will have a sixteenth birthday party," I sighed. Suddenly he straightened up.

"Do your parents know that you are here?" He frowned.

"They know I'm in the country," I smiled.

"I'll help you get home." he looked at my luggage. "Whoa Bella did you bring back the whole of England with you?"

"Just half of it, I was only over there for a week," I smirked. He sighed in a manly way. "So how did Baseball tryouts go? They were yesterday right?"

"We don't know, we all tried out and we will find out by the end of tomorrow,"

"By 'we all tried out' who exactly is that?"

"Well, your brothers, Jacob and Ben and Edward. Why?" he asked raising an eyebrow. He now looked like a pack mule, covered in other people's luggage. I resisted laughing.

"Just wondering. When are cheerleading tryouts?"

"Bella Cullen trying out for cheerleading? Who are you and what have you done to my best friend?"

"Hey, you're only young once." I glanced at the Masen house. "Listen I'll meet you there. There is something that I have to do first." he frowned. "What go, I'll see you there. Promise." He laughed then made his way over to my house. When he was a safe distance from me, I turned around ,still clutching my Harrods bag and walked over to the Masen house.

I rang the doorbell and waited for somebody to respond.

"Bella?" Edward said, he smiled. I smiled back at him.

"Hey Edward. I just wanted to say that I am sorry about the way things ended between us. I really want us to be friends. That's possible right?" I asked hopefully. His expression fell slightly but he still had a smile on his face.

"Sure Bella. I am sorry about how I handled things. I was being a complete dick about things. Yeah, friends, that sounds fun," he laughed.

"Edward as a type of truce, I got you something," I thrust the bag in his direction. He was so shocked. Good, that should mess with his mind. Wait, I wasn't doing this. I was a mature young lady.

"You didn't need to get me anything," he took the bag. He opened it and smiled. "Shirts?" I laughed.

"Well they didn't have any scarves in," I joked. "Alice said you needed some so I bought you three. Blue, white and red. She told me your size. Let me know if there is any problem with them , so then I can alter them. Bye Edward. I guess I'll see you in a couple of days at school." I turned away to go home when he called after me.

"Bella!" I turned around slowly, " Thank you, for the shirts. I'll see you in a couple of days," I smiled and continued to walk down the street.

It was a short walk but no sooner had I got to my front door I was nearly flattened to death my eldest brother.

"Me Irish wall flower. Top of the morning to you lassie," he said in his interpretation of an Irish accent. "Your eyes, they sing to me like the Irish countryside," he proclaimed as he knocked the wind out of me and twirled me around.

"Okay there are three things wrong with that sentence. One, get a better Irish accent, two I can't breathe! And third, did I mention the lack of breathing?" he laughed and put me down. I regained my balance. There was Jazz who looked a lot better than when I had last seen him. I gave him a hug.

"Hey Bella, I have to ask. Since when do you wear high heels?" he laughed.

"Since I decided too. I really missed you Jazz," I kissed him on the cheek.

"Now wait just one minute. Where was the 'I really missed you Emmett'? I am offended Bells, I really am."

"I apologize Emmett, it was implied." I walked over and kissed him on the cheek.

"That's better. Emmett needs to feel the love now and again." he frowned laughing. Then I saw them.

"Alice, Rose!" I screamed and ran over to them, giving them both a huge hug at the same time. We all screamed in delight. Rose had grown again, an was the same height as me in high heels, but Alice looked smaller.

"You know Bella, you shouldn't have made Jay carry all of your bags. He looked like he had broken his back," Rose laughed.

"What? He offered. Where is my knight in shining armour anyway?" I looked around the room.

"Kitchen" Four different voices said, one included a very poor Irish accent. I sighed as I walked towards the kitchen. There was my mother leaning on the table top, my father standing in front of me, with his back turned, and James sitting on a chair so that he was facing away from me also. I launched myself on dad, flinging my arms around the back of his neck.

"Daddy! I missed you so much!" I squealed as he adjusted himself so that he wasn't choking.

"Bella, my baby girl." he put me down. "Well she doesn't look so little anymore. How can you walk in those heels my girl? It's lucky that it's just your brothers here. Or I would be starting a clean up of all the males in the house." he joked. I didn't see what the problem was. I was wearing a white summer dress that came down to my calves ,a red cardigan and red heels.

"James is here dad?" I said as I walked over to my mother and hugged her.

"James is as good as a brother to you." he laughed and patted him on the back. James laughed too. He looked worn out.

"Jay I'm sorry I let you carry all those bags." I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Hey you warned me you had half of England in them." I sighed. Thinking of a memory that would make the whole 'brotherly' thing a little awkward.

"So darling what do you want to do?" Mum asked, she threw a glance at the clock over my head. That reminded me of how jet lagged I was.

"Actually I just want to go to sleep." I yawned. Mum smiled.

"Of course , that will be fine. You head up dear." she kissed me on the cheek and left the room. I turned to Jay.

"So I guess I'm riding with you to school, what time shall I walk to yours?"

"Actually I think that I will be getting a ride with you." he smiled.

"I don't have a car." My dad laughed, "do I?"

"Why don't you come with me Bella?" Dad gave me his hand and led me to the garage. There, with a red bow that clashed with the paintjob was a shiny Ferrari. A Ferrari 456M GT. A Red Ferrari 456M GT.

"It's beautiful. Why did you get this for me?" I asked stroking the bonnet.

"We all got one for our 16th birthday lassie. It's a Cullen tradition ,time you get used to it bonnie wee girl," Emmett announced in an unrecognisable accent.

"Dude, you're more Scottish than Irish at the moment," I laughed, looking at my car. Which I could now finally legally drive. Oh to be on the right side of the law for once. "Thanks guys. But I feel really tired, I think I'm going to hit the hay." I yawned.

"Ok Bella. We'll check in tomorrow afternoon after school." Rose smiled. I waved goodbye to them. I was halfway up my staircase when I heard a voice.

"Bella?"

I turned around. It was James.

"Yes James, how can I be of service to you?"

"Listen that night, in Ireland. The night we won the competition. I wanted to apologize."

"James, don't worry about it. I think we were both had a little too much wine to drink. Just forget about it," I smiled a him.

"I feel so guilty though."

"Don't it was fun. You still my best guy bud. You know that right?" I sat down on the stairs. He sat next to me.

"Yeah I know. I'll see you tomorrow," I kissed him on the forehead, like I had with Rose before.

I nodded to myself and I walked up the stairs and into my room. It felt cold. I turned on the light. Nothing had changed here either. I changed into some pyjamas and lay on my bed. There on my right bedside table was a photograph of Edward and myself on the beach. During the blissful month when nothing had happened. Before I got kidnapped. Before everything had changed. And with that memory. I fell asleep, thinking about how different things had become , and how I could do nothing to change it.