Chapter 1: Everlasting Friend (Blue October)
Edward Cullen remembered very well the day he met Isabella Dwyer.
He was playing in his front yard with his cousin when a car parked in front of his house- the house that use to belong to his former best friend- out of it came a little girl with very very black hair and wide green eyes.
Whenever he thought of her the first thing that came to his mind was always the same: green.
He couldn't exactly say why that was that, it just stuck with him, the nickname. He remembered the little girl looked scared, out of place.
He remembered the way the little girl hid behind her dad, and the way her dad held her as if she was the most precious wonderful thing he ever had. He remembered feeling angry, because that house was his safe place, the place he used to spend most of his time in, before Tanya's parents moved out.
He remembered scowling at the little girl, but most of all he remembered the way she didn't look at him. And for some reason he wanted her to.
Later that day while eating supper the conversation about the new family came up in the Cullen's house. It turned out; they weren't exactly a new family, not really. The Dwyer's were one of the wealthiest families in the small town known as Forks. Supposedly they used to go by every summer, but given the news of Renee Dwyer's resent death, Philip Dwyer had decided a change of scenery would suit his daughter and of course himself.
Edward, as any other seven-year-old, didn't really pay much attention to what was going on in the town gossip, but as he grew up, so did the stories about the orphaned green-eyed girl living in front of his house and of course his interest.
It was not that Isabella was a complete stranger, no. Her and Edward hung out a lot as little kids, but time changes people and by the time they were both in high school, his relationship with her was practically non-existent.
Isabella and himself used to be really close, kind of. Since they were neighbors and both the same age, it was only natural for them to be play mates.
Now looking back at everything they used to be, since the age of six until the age of seventeen, he wondered if the girl he saw now was the same girl he used to see back then.
He wondered if she had always put up a mask for people to see, a mask to hide herself, her real self. The scared little timid girl he once knew had changed so much throughout the years, he barely recognized anymore.
If he knew back then, what he knew now, he wondered if he would have changed things, if he would have made different decisions. But, he thought bitterly, what was the point in wondering, if he couldn't change anything. At the end of the day now was now and he couldn't change the past. He just really wished he could.
A/N: Thoughts?