A/N: Hey! After doing two stories and not really liking them, I think this one's actually gonna make it. Hope you like it!!
anitaah

Chapter 1

Bella's P.O.V. 5th grade, age: 11.

"Agghh!" I squealed, as I parked the bumping boat in its place, which made it splash water at me.

I was at Boomers, an amusement park for kids in Miami, Florida. My class and I were having a school field trip for graduation. We were finally going to middle school!

I got out of the bumping boat with one troubled jump, and while thinking I was safe, I tripped in front of everyone. I heard a low chuckle, and I ran as fast as I could to get out of there. But not before catching out of the corner of my eye those beautiful emerald eyes.

I stopped running, and started to walk towards the Go Karts.

"Hey, Bella!" I turned around to find my best friend, Rosalie. She was the most popular and the prettiest girl in 5th grade.

"Yeah?" I said.

"Are you going to the Go Karts?" I nodded.

"Me, too! Wanna come with me?" she asked.

"Okay, sure." I answered. I didn't want to go alone, so I was grateful for Rosalie. She was a really good friend, but you couldn't get her pissed off, or else you'd be in trouble.

We went to the Go Karts line. It was pretty long, but not that long.

"This place is so awesome!" Rosalie yelled as she looked at the people racing.

"I know! It's so freaking fun!" I squealed.

"Which ride did you like the best?" she asked.

"The bumper boats, definitely." I smiled.

"Me, too! Although I also liked the one that…" she started, and then looked behind my shoulder, without finishing. Her mouth was opened in… adoration? Maybe even shock.

I quickly turned around, my brown hair flying by, to see a gorgeous god with bronze, messy hair and emerald eyes behind me. The same ones I had seen before.

He was wearing a red plaid, long-sleeved, button-down shirt, with another shirt underneath, and some comfortable-looking jeans. Behind him was a muscular guy with curly brown hair, probably his brother.

I looked back at him, and our eyes met for a second. I quickly turned around, blushing, as usual.

"Rose, stop looking!" I whispered to Rosalie. She did.

"Sorry! That curly-haired guy is so cute!" she gushed.

"Oh, my god. You think he's cute? Look at the one behind me." I told her.

"Bella, the 'one behind you' is checking you out!" she whispered.

My eyes widened. "What?!" I half-whispered, half-yelled.

"Yeah! I swear!" she said. Somebody cleared their throat behind me. I saw the god from the corner of my eye. Suddenly, I got butterflies all over my stomach. I had never felt that way before, it was a strange feeling. It was like love at first sight.

"Damn it!" I whispered. For fifth graders, we cursed a lot.

I turned sideways, still avoiding his look.

"These are pretty fast right? They look awesome!" he suddenly said. Shit.

"Yeah, I guess so." I said, turning back to the racing cars.

"Have you gotten on them yet?" his velvet voice asked me.

"Nope." I said. I didn't want to extend the talk. I was the shy type of person.

"Oh, me either." He turned back to his brother and told him something that I couldn't hear. I turned back to Rosalie, with a panicked look on my face. Rose wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

"What grade are you guys in?" He asked directly at me.

"Fifth." I said.

"Oh…"

"Yeah."

Then, he turned to his brother again, and his brother pulled him to the side. He told him something that made the bronze-haired guy frown. He looked upset. To my surprise, they just left the line, and went to another ride.

"Oh, god." I said, embarrassed.

"Bella, he likes you! I overheard them!" Rosalie encouraged me.

"Then, you have a hell of an ear."

"You wanna know what they said?" she asked. I shrugged.

"Do I have a choice?" I pleaded.

"Nope. Not really. Well, first, as I said, he checked you out. Then, he whispered to the hot curly-haired guy to tell him what to do. I'm gonna call the hot guy 'the Bear-like guy'. Okay, so moving on, the Bear-like guy told him to start a conversation. He told you about the Go Karts. Then, he asked the bear-like guy again for advice. He told him to ask you what grade you were in. You said fifth, so then they left and I didn't hear anything else."

"Oh, well, crap, too bad for him."

It was our turn in the Go Karts. I got in Kart number 5 and buckled my seat belt, waited for the green light and sped away. I went around five times, coming in second place, after Rosalie. She had some passion for cars.

He was right. They were awesome.

Our teacher arrived, telling us if we wanted to go to the bathroom, to go now, because we were leaving in 10 minutes.

"You wanna take pictures in the photo booth? I don't have to pee right now." Rosalie told me.

"Yeah, sure, I don't have to go to the bathroom either."

"Okay, let's go!" she said eagerly.

We found one near us, and got in. In the first picture, we made silly faces. In the second, we stuck our tongues out. In the third, a normal smile, and also in the fourth one. In the fifth and last one, we made a heart with our hands. We sat there, admiring the photos, until…

"Hey." I heard his velvet voice.

"Umm, I have to go to the bathroom. See you in the bus, Bella!" Rosalie said quickly.

"Hi." I said shyly. I blushed.

"Umm, so, did you like the Go Karts?" he asked.

"Yeah, they were awesome, like you said." I told him.

"You got that right." He chuckled.

I giggled. What the hell? Did I just giggle? I thought.

"Umm, so you wanna take some pictures together?"

"Umm, sure, why not?" I said, unsure.

He put the money in. In the first picture, we both smiled awkwardly. In the second, we made silly faces. In the third, we looked at each other at the same time, which was pretty weird. In the fourth picture, we scrunched our faces. And in the fifth…

He touched my cheek, and then kissed me passionately. I kissed him back.

It was just the soft but long kind of kiss. He held my face with his soft, big hands while he kissed me. God, I loved his lips. They were smooth and just simply… the best. Although how should I know, if this was actually my first kiss. Suddenly, he pinned me up against the photo booth's wall. I felt the need to stop it there.

I cleared my throat and looked away.

"I'm sorry, I never do this, I don't know what got into me. I'm so, so sorry." He said, clearly embarrassed.

"It's okay," I said, a little out of breath.

"In fact, this was actually my first kiss," he murmured.

"Mine, too," I said even in a lower voice. I got the strip of pictures and saw them. The fifth picture was of us making out.

"Well, um, got to go. The bus is waiting for me," I said.

"Um, okay. But will I see you again?" he asked.

"Um, sure I guess… Well, bye!"

I ran away from the booth, with the two strips of pictures in my hand: one of me and Rosalie and the other one of me and… wait! I forgot to ask his name!

I turned around, but there was no one there.

I ran to the bus, not looking back, but feeling that someone was staring at me.

"YOU KISSED HIM?!" Rosalie screamed, in what seemed to be the loudest voice ever.

"HE kissed ME, alright, Rose?!" I said, impatiently. We were at my house, back from the field trip. I told her I would tell her everything that happened with what's-his-name when we got home, and that she wouldn't interrupt, but obviously, she did. She had also seen the pictures, and said she loved the one of us making out.

I told her the rest of the story, and she got all sad and gloomy. But then she got all cheered up for a reason: she had kissed the beautiful guy's brother, too. She started saying how sweet he was, and that his name was Emmet. Then she saw my sad eyes, and said "Don't worry, sweetie, everything's gonna be fine." She sounded very motherly.

"Well, I just hope I see him again." I said sincerely.

A/N: SO?! WHAT DID YOU THINK? I actually like this one! I'm probably gonna keep going, but first tell me what you think.

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Anitaah