Hey everyone.
To everyone who has been waiting for this: You finally got your way. THE SEQUEL TO 'A WISH UPON A STAR'!!! Seriously, I hadn't thought I would get to this. When I first said I might make a sequel, I already wasn't sure about then. Then after a while, I gave up. I had no inspiration to write. (For those of you who also read 'The other Side of Him' know that. I haven't updated in like, forever.)

But then lately I got a few more reviews. I thought about how happy I was when I was writing this story and how happy I was when I got tons of reviews about a chapter. I decided that I wanted to make a sequel to this story after all, even though I didn't even have a plot yet. So I started thinking and thinking and thinking. And then I came up with an idea. So this is it.

For those of you who weren't interested in a sequel, you don't have to read this. I completely understand where you're coming from. When I finished the first story, it was just a good ending. The story was finished. Plus, sequels are never as good as the first story. In my opinion. I'm writing this just because it makes me feel happy, and hopefully, a few of you, too.

If you haven't read the first story, I think you probably should. Plus, you might like it. So I'd definitely give it a shot.

Anyways, I have been talking for ages. Ladies and Gentlemen, here it is:

THE SEQUEL TO 'A WISH UPON A STAR'

BPOV

"Edward come on! You can tell me!" Edward raised one eyebrow at me, making it clear that I was the one person he couldn't tell. For obvious reasons though. I totally understood he couldn't tell me. Maybe I'd even agree with him about not telling me, but I was just so curious! "Aah, Edward! It's only one more week anyway! I'll tell you if you tell me?"

Edward looked at me and grinned. He let out a small laugh and put his arms around my waist, I put my head on his chest and my hands slowly ran up and down his arms. His strong, muscled arms. Wow.

Edwards soft lips kissed my forehead. "You know Bella, I'd love to tell you. But…" He said, not finishing his sentence. Because I knew why. Like I said, it was a good choice not to tell me. It would probably be best if I just waited one more week. But it seemed so long!

I sighed. "Yes, yes. I know. But then you have to stop talking about it! Because, honestly, you don't seem able to talk about anything else."

My eyes looked deeply into his as I said this, trying to convince him of the truth in my words. All he did was chuckle, though. "Well, I can't help it. I'm just so happy. And to tell you the truth, I'm a little proud of myself, too. Nobody thought I could have a normal relationship, let alone have a normal relationship for a year! Come on, you have to agree with me. At first, you didn't think I could be a good boyfriend for a year."

I laughed. "Who said anything about you being a good boyfriend?" He rolled his eyes and laughed with me.

"True." He said, then kissed me. "You know, it's funny. It's been a year and I still love to do that. And I still love you."

I giggled. Everyone thought he was this cool, tough boy. But I knew better than them. He could be so sweet and nice, and caring and concerned about me. He was always very protective of me. Which, I admit, could be a little annoying every now and then. But I still loved him. He means it well.

"It really is strange." I told him. "But I love you too."

Edward pressed his soft lips against my neck. Leaving kisses as his mouth slowly reached my mouth. His lips moved against mine as he spoke. "That truly is a miracle. I still don't know how you succeeded to stay with me for a year."

Every time he said something like that, a comment about how we were together for a year now, my heart fluttered. It excited me that I was the girl who kept his attention for longer than a day.

The downside of it was, that Edward kept making cryptic little remarks about the night he had planned. Come on, I was already curious enough without him interfering. I didn't need his help to make me realize how little I knew.

Alice didn't want to help me either. I asked her at least a dozen times if she could tell me where Edward was taking me. Her only response was that she could tell me where we were going, but that she didn't want to, because she thought it should stay a surprise. Ugh.

Alice. My best friend. She proved that she was a way better friend than that stupid girl Jessica. After Alice had left to go to boarding school when she was little, I became friends with Jessica. She proved to be the worst best friend anyone has ever had, since she totally dumped me after I started going out with Edward.

And okay, she totally had a crush on him for a long time. But hey, he didn't want her! And I'm pretty sure she only wanted him for his looks. Which was a good excuse, if you thought about it. He was absolutely gorgeous and you couldn't say no to that face.

I was thinking about all of this when suddenly Edward pressed his lips against mine. His arms tightened around my waist and he pressed me even tighter against him. With anyone else, this position would have been really uncomfortable. With Edward, not so much.

He lifted me up in the air and carried me to my bed, where he slowly lay me down and climbed next to me. He continued the kissing while his hands roamed underneath my shirt. My hands were fumbling with the waistband from his jeans.

Edward and I frequently had these make-out sessions and they were always rudely interrupted. This time was not an exception. "BELLA!" I heard someone shouting from underneath the stairs. Charlie. He was home early. Lately it seemed he was always home early, but that was probably because Edward was always with me and time seemed to fly when he was around.

I sighed and rolled away from Edward. He groaned out of frustration and ran his hands through his hair. I had noticed Edward was a little… turned on.

Right then I was so thankful that I was a girl. Sure, we have monthly menstruation and have to carry the child and all that. But seriously, guys have these embarrassing moments when their jeans seem to be a little too tight. You could always tell when they were 'in the mood' or whatever. And after a heavy make-out session I wasn't the one in desperate need for a cold shower.

So really, if you think about it, being a girl is all for the best. Of course, we'd never admit to any of the guys, we would totally lose our right to complain every month. Because we totally have the excuse of: "Hey! You never have it! You have no idea how annoying and inconvenient this all is!" I didn't use it very often, but needed the excuse from time to time, when Charlie was complaining about how moody I was.

Anyway, I was talking about Charlie interrupting me and Edward, as he did almost daily now.

I looked at Edward apologetically. "Sorry." I said, really meaning it because I hadn't minded it if we kept doing what we were doing a little longer. "Listen Edward, we should go to your place the next time. I'm totally sick of Charlie coming home all the time."

Edward chuckled. "Yeah, right." He snickered. "And get caught by Emmett, or Alice or whoever? Not exactly what I like best."

He had a good point there. I mean, when we're at my place, we get interrupted, but at least Charlie doesn't catch us doing anything we weren't supposed to be doing if we were following his rules. When we're at Edward's place, his brother or sister will forget to knock on the door and walk in on us.

I agreed with Edward, but made him promise me that we would get some alone time soon. I quickly left my room after that to see Charlie. Edward followed me, saying it was getting late anyway. But I knew for sure that if Charlie hadn't come home, we'd be still upstairs doing things that are not exactly appropriate to tell your dad about. I shuddered at the thought. That would be one awfully awkward conversation.

I looked at a slightly frustrated Edward, who was right next to my side. My boyfriend. How lucky I was to have him. He kept telling me he felt so lucky to have me when really, it was the other way around. Edward caught me staring at him and grinned.

I walked into the living room where Charlie was already watching tv. Seriously, he came home not five minutes ago. Was there really nothing else he liked to do?

"Hey dad." I said, seeing how tired he was. Must have been a long day. "How was work?" I asked, to be polite.

Charlie sighed. "Don't even ask." I let out a small laugh. Definitely a long day. I told him I would just say goodbye to Edward and then start on making dinner. I always made dinner. Charlie was terrible at cooking and I couldn't eat his meals anymore. It tasted awful.

Edward and I were outside, at the spot were we knew for sure that Charlie couldn't see us. That would be so humiliating, Charlie catching me and Edward making out on the front porch. Ugh, terrible. Why would anyone do that? Come on, there are neighbours to consider.

"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." I told him, while his hand was playing with my hair. I didn't know what fascinated him so much. It was just hair. He had it himself. But he always played with my hair, as if it were something that only I had. I didn't understand. It was probably an Edward-thing.

Edward nodded in agreement. "I guess so." He said. His gaze was locked on mine. I could see his beautiful green eyes staring deeply into mine, while I felt his right hand in my hair and his left on my waist. The skin he touched seemed to be burning. It was amazing how he could still make me feel like that, even though we were almost together for a year.

A YEAR!

I was so excited about that. All those stupid other girls who wanted Edward more than anything. Well, they thought they did. The truth was, they were all like Jessica. Thinking that they knew the real Edward, when all they were actually interested in was his face. And his body. Oh wow, his body.

I sighed of happiness. Truly, there couldn't have been a person on this world who was more spoiled than I was. You know, Edward-wise.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow." He promised. After he gave me one final kiss he got into his car and drove away. Driving to his house. Where he would see Alice, Rose, Emmett and Jasper. Where he would hang out with them, have some fun with them. Maybe play some piano. Maybe think about me a little. Ha, I wish!

It seemed as if he had the perfect life, now that I thought about it. All I had to do in my house was just read a little bit, have an awkward conversation with Charlie or send an e-mail to my mom. Which I had already done yesterday.

But first, I focused on making dinner. A job that was really easy and allowed me to think about Edward all the time. After he left, I always replayed the entire afternoon in my head. They were all really good memories that I didn't allow myself to let go of.

Dinner passed quick enough. It was still early. I had time to call Alice. I loved talking to Alice, she always made me laugh and made sure I was in a cheerful mood, before I went to bed. I dialled her number and waited for her to pick up.

"Bella!" She squealed into the phone. I had to laugh immediately. She had the most interesting ways of picking up the phone. You would think it wouldn't be weird, because all she said was my name. But it was just the way she said it.

I stopped my laughter. "Hello? I'd like to order a large pepperoni pizza, please, with extra cheese."

Alice laughed now too. We did this a lot. Someone picked up the phone and the other pretended they wanted something. Yeah, I admit, we were really weird. There was this one time that I picked up the phone and Alice asked me if I could come over to fix her car, because there was something wrong. When I played along and asked what seemed to be the problem she told me that her radio was on fire and that it didn't seem exactly right. Typical Alice.

"Sorry. We're closed." Was Alice's respond to my pizza-ordering. "So what's up Bella? Did you mom sent you a crazy e-mail again?"

I smiled. My mom was a bit crazy. She always told me the weirdest things in her e-mails and I would always read them to Alice. Her being my best friend and all. "Nope. Sorry. I just wanted to talk to you. I was really bored and I thought you must have had something to say."

Alice squealed again, while she started telling me all about her day. About the little things Jasper had done that made her want to scream inside. About Rose making a stupid remark which made them all laugh. It was nice to hear about all these unimportant details. It made me happy to hear what happened in the Cullen house.

"You know Bella. We should totally have a sleepover tomorrow night. I mean, it's Friday tomorrow. You should totally come hang out over here. We'll have so much fun. The last time we did a sleepover was two months ago!" I quickly accepted her invitation. I loved having a sleepover at the Cullen's. We'd always watch a movie with the six of us. Maybe Alice would come up with a stupid idea to play truth or dare. She loved playing truth or dare. And as much as I hated my dares and my truths, I always had to laugh at the other for their assignments.

Alice and I talked some more on the phone, discussing tomorrow night, today's events, etc. Until it was really late and I decided I should definitely get some sleep. I could use some sleep.

I went to bed and turned off the lights. Tomorrow would be so much fun. I couldn't wait to be with Edward for an entire night. The thought of it made me intensely happy, even though I got to see him every day. It was different at night.

For the first time in a very, very long time, I thought about the way I was when Edward and I were broken up for one day, after getting into a fight about Tanya.

I couldn't believe how down I was back then. I must've been a zombie that day. I compared myself to now. There was no denying it.

I was back.

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