Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight series but I do own a giant TV remote. Kind of AU.

A/N: Hello, just to let you know this story is AU and it was a small idea I had. Everyone is human until later in the story… and reviews are the best birthday present you could possibly give Bella.

BPOV:

Today is my ninth birthday and I'm spending it with Edward, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie. I didn't want to invite Rosalie because she never liked me for some reason but my dad made me.

I've known Edward the longest, he's my best friend and we'll be together forever. I just know it.

It was my favorite part of any birthday: opening the presents.

I only remember what Edward got me, a charm bracelet, and it was beautiful. It only contained one charm though, a purple nine, my favorite color.

That reminded me…

"Bella, what's your favorite color?" Edward asked nervously.

"I don't know something different, purple maybe." I answered playfully.

"Why?"

"Just such a lovely color, don't you think?" I answered with a huge grin while adding a question of my own.

"I guess." He said while chuckling.

"What's so funny?" I demanded.

"Well purple is the color of royalty." He answered smugly.

"And?" I asked with a sharp tone.

"Well, you're no princess." He replied while letting out a boisterous laugh, I had to join him then. Maybe one day I could be a prince instead.

So that's why he wanted to know, what a truly wonderful present. So did he finally think about it and decide that I just might be able to be a princess every once in a while? Especially on my birthday for that matter.

I only vaguely remember blowing out my candles, but remembering to this very day what my wish was: That Edward and I would always be friends, no matter the consequences or the obstacles.

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The next day was a normal one, Dad went fishing with umm Mr. Black and I stayed with Edward and Jasper. We played in the back yard and drank apple juice carelessly.

It was an average day but such a memorable one. Why? Because I was completely and utterly happy, so happy that most people couldn't handle my cheeriness.

My childhood was the best time of my life. Well it was until the worst day of my life. How strange that one small event could change your complete outlook on a certain part of your life.

Next the most painful memory I had ever experienced: the day that Edward moved forever and ever. Losing your best friend is very common in most children's lives.

But I realize that Edward was more than a friend, I couldn't exactly say what he was, but I did know he was very important. And I did not want to lose him.

"Why do you have to go Edward? You promised that you would never leave." My voice began to crack then while rough sobs started to build up, and tears flooded down my face.

I was so young how could I possibly handle losing the most influential person in my life?

"My dad got a new job in L.A., we have to go Bella, I'm so sorry." He answered sincerely.

"But you promised." I whispered not having enough strength to talk loudly.

Edward looked at me meaningful with his deep green eyes, he looked torn and I wasn't making it any easier.

"I'll miss you." He continued the whispering.

I didn't answer then realizing that there was nothing I could say to keep him here, with me.

I looked down then not able to look him in the eyes knowing that if I did a sharp pain would strike me; a mental pain of course but it was still unbearable.

Then, catching me off guard, Edward pulled me into a long hug sending static throughout my body.

This was the last time I would see him for how long. No visits, phone calls, maybe there wouldn't even be any letters.

When he tried to pull us apart I was very reluctant. While giving one last shy wave he climbed into the moving van and reached out to me.

I took his hand looking up at him with pleading eyes, but then all too soon he let go and said "I will come back for you, I promise."

And with that the truck's engine started and began to pull off the side of the road. Not giving in yet I dashed off after it.

I followed for at least ten blocks watching him fade off into the distance. I hadn't even noticed my surroundings and was completely lost, but that didn't matter, nothing did.

At that moment I fell to my knees in exhaustion, crying for all to hear. I fell asleep there, in someone else's yard and woke to my dad's couch.

I rubbed at my still tear stained cheeks and looked around to see a few policemen staring at me. I didn't care, my one true friend was gone, and might not ever come back. I flopped on my side then noting wanting to hear their voices any longer.

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It's been six hellish years since then, lonely years since then. And that small promise that Edward told me was a thing in the past. I gave up all hope years ago.

The only thing that I had that still kept my hold on Edward was that charm bracelet that he gave me. Every year from then on I'd get an unmarked, tiny cardboard box with a new charm.

I got these charms every birthday each a different color, always my favorite color for that year, like he somehow knew. But never a return address, I guess he didn't want to hear from me. And I was okay with that, well grudgingly okay at least, and that was enough.

My eighteenth birthday was coming soon. Could I possibly get another one? I dearly hoped so; Edward was my small wonderland that kept me from reality, if only for a little while.

And it was very nice to escape every other day or so, even though if it had anything to do with Edward it was only once a year.

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I went to Forks High, with annoying friends and an annoying boyfriend; Mike Newton. I got good grades and stayed on Charlie's good side. That was my ever so exciting life.

I had blocked out those painful memories until Charlie stupidly pulled out an old photo album. He showed me all my old friends and explained that Edward and I were inseparable.

He reminded me all about Edward like I had completely forgotten; as if that were possible. Charlie looked up at me smiling, "So do you remember him, even a little?" He asked completely unaware that I was about to burst within seconds.

"No, I answered. Not even a little." I lied. "I'm sleepy, so I'm going to bed now. See you in the morning." And with that I was free, free to cry myself to sleep in peace.

Free to drown in misery about my forever lost best friend. The only shred of happiness that I had was that my birthday was in three days.

I only hoped that I wasn't disappointed.

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"Happy birthday Bella." Mike said enthusiastically while kissing me on my forehead and handing me a gift. I told him I would open it later and began to walk to class.

"Wait, Bella, is something wrong?" Oh great he knew just when to open his mouth. Not. "Nothing at all." I answered sharply hoping to close the subject. It didn't work.

"You know you can tell me anything Bells." He said smoothly while placing his arm around my waist and pulling me close enough so I could feel his breath on my face.

I shrugged him off and almost ran to homeroom. The rest of the day passed slowly while getting rude stares from Mike, but I couldn't have cared less about him. He was just there. A person I had to deal with.

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When the day was over I dashed to my truck more than eager to get home to check the mail. My truck whined in protest when I tried to speed so I had to settle for sixty (which was definitely pushing it) when the speed limit was only forty.

I slammed the door to my truck and slipped on the pavement while climbing out. But I didn't care I just had a few cuts on my hands. Nothing too bad except for the horrible smell.

I made my way over to the mailbox at that moment and built up suspense by slowly opening the lid.

And even though there was always a one, I was surprised to see a small box. I placed it in my pocket and grabbed the other mail. When I unlocked the door I headed for the kitchen and threw the unimportant mail on the counter and headed for the table.

I got a knife to tear threw the packaging tape. All this for a charm? How ridiculous; but worth it. When I lifted out the eighteenth charm, it was red. But tied to it was a piece of paper.

I looked at the paper nervously and reached for it. I quickly unfolded it and read it aloud to myself.

See you soon Bella. Very soon.

You mean I would actually see Edward after all these years? And when would he actually come? How different would he be? Has his personality changed? Where does he live now? So many questions I had and no one to answer them.

Was this even from him, or was it a cruel joke? These words gave me hope but also worried me tremendously. But that was overtaken by the joy that I felt.

The only question that I dreaded to think about was the simple when? How long? I knew these thoughts and questions would continue to linger through my mind so I knew I had to avoid Charlie or he would get suspicious.

He was getting much more intelligent with his age and noticed the smallest of things. I had to be very careful with my emotions for a while.

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"Something on your mind Bells? Charlie asked while trying to fake being uninterested. "Nothing too exciting." I answered deadly. He raised his eyebrows with curiosity but then let it drop fortunately.

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The days dragged on and I lost track of time. The day, time, and sometimes the month. I had a few quick reminders from Mike or Jessica that time was still moving only in slow motion.

I gave up for the second time that I would ever see Edward again. This time there was no hope. What, would I have to wait for another birthday to receive a charm only to inform me that he's still alive and he somewhere out in this huge world?

That thought sent a chill through my spine and continued to do so the rest of the day. I became numb as the time passed, I wasn't really…there.

And I didn't want to be. Because somehow or another it would hurt. I would feel pain. Maybe not like people who writher in physical pain, but this was bad enough.

Charlie gave up all hope as well. He stopped asking if I was okay, he basically stopped talking to me altogether. The only time I was spoken to be if he needed something and it was usually only one word sentences.

Could he possibly resent me for doing nothing? If so I didn't exactly care. Maybe he thought if he left me alone I would get better. Wrong. But why did not seeing Edward bother me so much?

I don't know him well enough to care so much for him- to drown in my own misery that time enveloped me in. Time; my greatest enemy. And it didn't only win the battle but also the war. I failed.

Maybe he decided not to come; maybe he thought it was a mistake. And it might have been. I walked out the front door not sure where I was going and headed to my truck.

I hadn't got the keys on my way out so I just sat there, in my car and let my thoughts consume me. I didn't realize that I was exhausted because I fell asleep and woke to my room. Poor Charlie.

It was dark. But not too late. I walked downstairs to apologize to Charlie. He was watching a game-how predictable.

"Sorry you had to carry me um Dad." I felt bad so I even called him Dad instead of Charlie for his own benefit. He looked at me while his eyebrows pulled together.

"What are you talking about Bella?" He asked complete unaware of what I had mentioned.

"I fell asleep in my truck-and woke up in my room. That was you…right?" I asked taking in his confused state.

"No, Bella…I didn't."

"Sleepwalking?"

"Maybe you just don't remember getting up." He tossed in while focusing back to his game. I walked into the kitchen still a bit cross as to the mystery now on my hands.

I gave up not really caring much about anything anymore and stalked back up the stairs and into my room. It was very cold when I got in there and realized that I must have opened the window.

Because there it was- my curtain rocking in the frosty air. But I never did open my window, I was sure of that. Then who did? I became a bit scared and shut the window firmly.

I went to get in my bed when a heard a tap on my window. It startled me so much that I had jumped three feet in the air. But I tightly shut my eyes hoping that unconsciousness would wash away my ridiculous fear.

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The next day was like any other, dull and numb. I left lunch early trying to escape a walk with Mike and walked down the tiled hallway. I looked at the floor while walking for no particular reason.

It was a mistake of course. Because I had bumped into someone carelessly.

"Oh sorry I guess I wasn't paying attention." I apologized half heartedly.

"It's fine." A beautiful velvet voice answered. This voice was familiar in a way.

I looked up only to see a beautiful angle in front of me. This angle of mine had bronze hair and penetrating golden eyes. His face was complete perfect, and never had I ever seen someone so gorgeous.

But every time I looked at him he seemed so familiar. Where had I seen him? A fashion magazine maybe. But I would find out who he was.

Okay, okay this is the reason for the late update on my other story; if you haven't read my other one then do so…NOW. Well please review and tell me if I should continue. I don't think this idea has been used too much like Bella being changed. Sorry it's a bit rushed I just wanted to get past this part. Review!