No, I do not own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does. Please do not sue, because I am a poor little student. =(

EPOV(eight years old)

I felt bad for eavesdropping, but I can't help myself! I heard Mother talking, and three little voices are replying back. I think there's two girls and a boy, which I suppose is a good thing because I don't want to have only cootie filled girls around. Suddenly, I heard footsteps, and instantly I hopped to my feet and scurried back to my room, acting like there's nothing wrong. When Mother walked in she smiled and winked at me; darn, she figured me out again. I knew she was planning something, after all, she was the only one who knew of my little crush on the girl outside in the court yard, half a year ago. After her, two kids about my age walked in after, and then one more came in smiling the whole time. I gasped, I knew her all too well.

"LAUREN? What are you doing here?" I cried out. No, no, no, this cannot be happening! . She seemed to be obsessed to become my wife one day, as if I don't have enough admirers already! She was a slave, for god's sake! Huffing I looked away from her, feeling no need to even having her in my range of sight. Trying to distract myself, I looked at my other slaves. The first was a young male, quite tall and fit, and was seemingly all muscle. . I believe his name is Emmett, and when he smiled a dimpled smile, I knew we would get along very well. Twirling around, I saw the little girl that was in the courtyard tapping my shoulder. Her eyes are still that same chocolate brown, a treat I'll have to share with her someday.

She opened her little mouth to speak, only to shut it abruptly, letting her lips looked like they are in the slightest of pouts when Lauren opened HER mouth to speak.

"Oh, Eddie-Poo! I missed you; you missed me too, right?" Lauren came over and squeezed my arm. I tried to pull away. She's too annoying already, and she hasn't even been my slave for an hour yet. A voice caused her to pull away, only the source of that voice is another distraction I did not want to deal with.

"Get your filthy hands of MY Edward, slave!" The nasally voice of Tanya, our neighbour and daughter of Mother and Father's family friends screeched from half the hallway down. I pinched the bridge of my nose, I did NOT want to deal with this now. The screams of the two girls are making me crazy, so I walked to the other side of the room, where Emmett and my little doll was waiting for me. The girl came up to me hesitantly, peering around me at the two blondes by the door.

"You're so popular, master." A bell like melody floated towards me. "N-not that I though of anything else, I'm just saying. I'm going to be in charge with doing all your chores, Master." She trailed off, when she started to look a little bit fatigued. I lead her and Emmett towards the rooms where they will be sleeping, a small quarter for each of them, but before I allowed my little Doll to rest, I asked for her name.

"It's Isabella, but I really do prefer Bella." Her little smile made her look like an angel, and I never realized that I fell asleep in her tiny bed that night with only one thought on my mind. 'There'll be no others that I'll love, my Bella, only you, my dear little doll.'

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