Two years yearlier

It all started the day she turned eighteen. That year, was crammed, not only with senior year, but also with Edward and the rest of the Cullens, and keeping Charlie off her back. She knew she loved Edward. She wanted all her firsts with him. All of them so she had them all. Her first kiss, her first I love you, but she was afraid fot her first time.

Weeks before they had convinced Charlie to let the Cullens take her on a three day trip over for her birthday. She had finally gotten Edward to agree to change her. It would be Edward, Bella, and Alice going. They were to go to Chicago to see Edward's home.

As she was packing for the next few days, she packed comfort clothes. She didn't worry about looking good. Sweat pants, T-shirts, fuzzy socks, slippers, and cotton underwear. She cracked the window and lay down in bed. She was starting to drift off when a rustle came from the window, "Now Bella, you shouldn't be awake still. You need to sleep, get as much rest as possible for your big vacation."

She smiled into her pillow and scooted over so Edward could lay down next to her. Soon enough she felt two strong, pale, cold arms encircle her waist. "Relax my love," he whispered, "seriously, go to sleep. There is no way that you will be able to bear the pain if you don't sleep tonight. Go to sleep." Before she knew it, she was asleep.