So, here is another chapter! We get to see some Daddyward in this chapter. See you at the bottom!

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Thursday August 23rd, 2012 (6:30am)

*beep beep beep beep*

My hand comes down on top of my alarm clock, shutting off the annoying beeping noise. I grumble as I roll over on my back. I rub the sleep from my eyes, and stare up at the ceiling. Even though it's been 6 years, the bed still feels empty without her sleeping form next to me. And just thinking about her brings back some of the pain.

I mentally shake the thoughts trying to make their way into my brain. I needed to be happy today, of all days. Today was McKayla's first day of Kindergarten; which reminded me I needed to get her up and moving. I rose out of bed and quickly put a t-shirt on. I walked down the hall to the white door with the pink letters spelling out her name on it. I turned the door knob, and poked my head inside.

Her room was like a pink explosion. The walls were a light shade of pink. She had a pink rug, pink lamps and pink everything, really. It was her favorite color at the moment. She said that when she turns six and three quarters, her new favorite color was going to be purple. She also said that when she turns six and three quarters that I'm going to be really old.

But, if you look past all the pink, laying on the bed you'd find something out of place. Her bronze ringlets were spread out and hanging over the side of the bed. And she was half hanging off her little bed. McKayla was always a restless sleeper, just like her mother. I walk over to her bed and lifted her so she's no longer almost falling off.

"McKayla, sweetheart, time to get up." I coo in her ear. I brush some of the hair off her face. She scrunches up her nose.

"Noooo," she trails off as she rolls over so her face meets her mattress.

"But, if you don't get up, you're going to be late for Kindergarten." I say

"I don't wanna go. I'm scared." She says to her mattress.

"Why are you scared? You were really excited last night."

"What if no one likes me?" She rolls over and looks at me with her brown eyes.

"Oh, don't say that," I pull her onto my lap. "There are going to be lots of kids there. I'm sure one of them will like you."

"How do you know?" She plays with a lock of her hair between her fingers.

"I know because I'm your dad and I know these things. And I know because they would be crazy not to want to be friends with you."

"You better be right." She says, as she crawls off my lap and stands in front of me.

"Oh, I am right," I say, as I smile. "Now, why don't we go have some breakfast and get ready to go?"

"Okay, because my tummy is hungry for Froot Loops. He's been talking to me all night." McKayla says, putting her hands on her hips.

I chuckle. "Is that so?"

"Yes," she nods her head. "He's been saying, 'Feed me Froot Loops. Grrrrr!'."

"Then let's go fix that." I scoop her up into my arms. She lets out a shrill giggle as I carry her to the kitchen.

7:20am

"McKayla, your hair is fine. Stop touching it." I say to her through the review mirror. She just makes a face at me and puts her hands in her lap.

"Are we almost there?" She asked a few minutes later. This was the third time she's asked in the past 10 minutes.

"Almost, just a couple more blocks." I glanced in the review mirror, she was back to messing with her hair. I just rolled my eyes and went back to the road. I pulled up to the entrance of Forks Elementary. I heard a gasp from the back seat.

"It's so big." McKayla said in awe. I smiled at her idea of big.

"It's not that big. It only looks big." I say, pulling into a parking spot.

I parked the car and got out to help McKayla out of her car seat. I navigate the complicated buckles and help her out. McKayla chose to wear her favorite flower print jumper. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, with a few pieces framing her face. That was about the only thing I knew how to do with her hair. She grabbed her pink Tangled backpack and her pink butterfly lunchbox.

"Ready to go?" I asked, taking her hand and shutting the door. We started walking towards the front entrance.

"I hope so." She practically whispered. She was looking around at the kids getting off the buses at the other end of the parking lot. She grabbed my hand tighter as we neared the door.

We walked into the school and made our way to the Kindergarten hall. There were hooks and cubby holes lined up outside each classroom door. The walls were pretty much bare, but I'm sure they would be filled with the kids art once school got going. McKayla began to drag behind me, but never let go of my hand. Once we reached her classroom, she stopped a little ways from the door.

"I changed my mind. I don't want to go to Kindergarten anymore." She said, looking a little frightened.

"Why don't you want to go? It could be a lot of fun," I say, squatting down in front of her.

"I'm scared." I rest my hands on her shoulders.

"You don't need to be scared. You'll make lots of-"She started shaking her head.

"I'm not scared about me. I'm scared about you. You'll be all alone. You'll have no one to play with once I'm in Kindergarten." She looked like she was about to start crying. I quickly wrapped her in a hug. She wrapped her hands around my neck tightly.

"Oh, baby, you don't need to worry about me. I'll have plenty of things to do while you're here." I pulled back and wiped some of the tears from her cheeks. "You just need to worry about having fun. Promise me that you won't worry about me, okay? You need to learn and make friends."

"If you promise not to have too much fun while I'm gone." She wiped her eyes with the back of her hands.

"I promise," I smile at her as I stand up. "Now, are you ready to go inside now?"

"Yes," She takes my hand and walks forward but stops again. "You first though."

I chuckle and roll my eyes. I walk into the room first. There are just a few kids around, some of them playing with toys and others drawing at a nearby table.

"Is it safe?" McKayla asks from behind me.

"Yes, it's safe. No one is going to hurt you." I look down at her, hiding behind my leg.

McKayla peeps around my leg, looking around. "See, it's not that scary." I say to her.

"Why, hello there," I look up and am met with a pair of bright blue eyes. "I'm Kate."

"Edward," I reach out my free hand and shake hers. "And the one hiding behind my leg is my daughter, McKayla."

"Well, hello there McKayla. I'm your teacher, Miss Kate." She bends down a little. McKayla slowly comes out from behind my leg.

"Hello." She says, in a quiet, shy voice.

"That's a pretty dress, you got on there." Kate says in a sugary sweet voice.

"Thank you." McKayla says, a bit louder than before.

"We are just about to start our day. Would like to come join us?" Kate asks.

McKayla looks up at me, and I nod my head in encourage meant. "Okay."

I lift her up to hug her good-bye. "See you later, daddy."

"See you later." I give her a kiss on the forehead, before putting her down. She follows Kate deeper into the classroom.

11:30am

"How was McKayla this morning?" Emmett, my best friend and co-worker, asked.

"She was a little afraid at first, more so for me because I wouldn't have anyone to play with," Emmett laughed. "But, once I told her would be fine, she was fine." I said, biting into my sandwich.

Emmett and I work for his dad at McCarty Publishing. Emmett works the marketing department, while I work in the editorial department. I could have been working in marketing with Emmett, but I needed a job that I could do from home. But, since McKayla is in school now, I get to spend more time in the office.

"Were your kids excited for school?" I asked.

"Well, James was. He was finally excited to be going into the 2nd grade. I told him it was no different than the 1st grade. Rose slapped me." He said. I tried to keep my laugh inside, but Emmett must have heard me. He was glaring at me sideways. "Anyways, and little Annabelle was really excited for pre-school. She was up at 5am. That's how excited she was."

Emmett was two years older than me, but we've known each other since we were kids. He ended up marrying Bella's friend Rosalie. I didn't know what he loved about her, but as long as he was happy. They had 2 kids, James, who was 8 and Annabelle who was 4. They had another one on the way. Emmett wanted a big family. Rosalie wasn't too thrilled, but she'd do anything to make Emmett happy. And she loved kids, to my surprise.

"Did you tell her it wasn't time to leave yet?" I popped a couple chips in my mouth.

"I tried," he said in between bites. "She wanted to try on every outfit in her closet. And she wanted to try on every single pair of shoes, with everything she tried on. And you've seen her closet. We weren't done till seven. And Rose finally came in after what seemed like the millionth outfit, and told her it was time to get ready. She was laughing at me the whole time." I was kind of laughing myself. He was going to have trouble with her when she got older.

"Emmett, you know the word no exists right?" I grinned over my Coke can.

"Rose told me the same thing, before she left for work. But, you can't say no to her puppy face. It's just too adorable." I just shook my head and finished up my lunch.

"Are you coming to Jasper and Alice's end of summer BBQ tonight?" Emmett asked on the way back from the cafeteria.

"Yeah. McKayla really wants to see the twins. She hasn't seen them all summer." I say.

"Cool. Hey, are you going to visit Bella later? Because if you are, I can have Rose pick McKayla up at school when she gets James." Emmett asked as we stopped right outside his office door.

"That would be great. Thanks." I say

"No problem man." Emmett says, before disappearing into his office.

3:30pm

"Hi love," I say. I'm sitting in the same spot I always do when I come and visit her. I sit on her left side, angled towards her head. I grasp her hand, and stare at the simple wedding band wrapped around her ring finger. "McKayla went to Kindergarten today. She was scared at first, but I helped her conquer her fear. She was mostly worried about me being left alone." I smiled sadly. The sound of her heart beating from the machine filled the silence.

"Do you remember our first day of Kindergarten? That's where we first officially met. . ."

-oOo-

Monday August 24th 1987 (10:30am)

I was running around on the black top outside of school. It was time for morning recess. I was playing tag with Jasper, Emmett and a bunch of other kids. We were playing the "non-girly" version of tag, which really meant, that tagging was taken to a whole new level. You didn't tap to tag. You shoved to tag the person. That was probably why not a lot of people played with us.

I had run to base, which made you safe from the person who was it. Base happened to be the swing set. I sat down on the last available swing. That was the only way you could be safe, you had to be sitting on a swing. And that's when you came along.

"Are you going to swing or not?" You asked me. You had on a blue and purple striped shirt with blue jeans on. You had your hair in two pig tails high on top of your head. You looked so impatient with your hands on your hips.

"No." I said, looking around for Jasper. He was it.

"Well then can I have the swing?" You had asked.

"No." I said again.

"Why not? You aren't even swinging on it." You crossed your arms and gave me the first of many of your signature looks. You raised your eyebrow, like you were waiting for me to challenge you.

"Because this is base. If I leave, then I might get tagged and I don't want to be it." You huffed and stamped your foot.

"But, you aren't even using it. I actually want to swing. Why are boys games so stupid?"

"They aren't stupid!" I said defensively, I look over and see two empty swings. "Girls just don't understand them. Why don't you go take one of those swings? They are open."

"Because I want this swing. Why don't you go take one of those swings?" You still haven't moved your position.

"Ugh. Because if I get up, I might get tagged. Geez, I said that already." I was getting really frustrated. "Girls."

"Boys." You mimic me.

"Fine. Have my swing. I'm not supposed to be on base this long anyway." I get up off the swing. I barely got away from the swing before I was knocked to the ground.

"EDWARD'S IT!" Some kid, I think his name is Michael, shouts as he runs away.

"Are you okay?! What kind of tag game is this?" You ask, looking down at me.

"Non-girly tag. A tag doesn't count if it's just a tap." I say, getting up, brushing off my jeans.

"My daddy was right. Boys are stupid." You said, walking around me to the swing. "But, thanks for the swing, Edward."

"You're welcome. . . What's your name?"

"Bella."

"You're welcome, Bella."

I ran off in the direction where Michael was standing laughing, while you began to swing back and forth.

-oOo-

"Who knew that meeting would start some sort of friendship." I come back to the present. I look down at my watch realize it is almost five. I have to be over at the Whitlock's in a few minutes.

"I'm going over to Alice and Jasper's house for an end of summer BBQ. I know you would love to be there. Hopefully, you'll be there for the next one." I kissed her on the forehead before walking out the door.

5:48pm

The smell of burgers, hotdogs and meat fill the Whitlock's backyard. The sounds of children's laughter and adult conversation filled the air. McKayla was running around with Bailey and Hannah Whitlock, Alice and Jasper's 6 year old twins. James and Luke, Alice and Jasper's 8 year old son, were poking a frog with sticks. And Annabelle was playing with the Whitlock's dog, Rufus on the patio.

"How's Bella doing?" Jasper asks me, from his spot near the grill.

"Same as always." I respond robotically. That was my answer anytime someone asked. She was never changing.

"Don't worry, man. She'll come back." Jasper says, sipping his beer. I give a little smile, before taking a sip of my own.

"So," Alice chimes in, saving everyone from the awkwardness that question always brings. "Rose, how far along are you?"

"About 6 months. Almost done, thank god. Whoever said pregnancy was beautiful, must have been fucking high." Rose said, from her lounge chair.

"Ooo! Mommy said a no no word!" Annabelle yelled from her spot, scaring the dog.

"Uh oh. Should mommy go to time out?" Emm asked, chuckling. Rose gave him a glare that could cut ice.

"Yes! Time out, mommy!" She said wagging her finger. Everyone busted out laughing.

"Hey, at least she didn't repeat it." I said. "She could be a bad word repeater."

"That is true," Alice said. "Like this one time, Jasper dropped something on his toe. He started saying a stream line of bad words, and I think Bailey walked by. She went up to her sister and started telling her them. Someone got in big trouble."

"I said I was sorry," Jasper said, putting everything onto plates. "And I even told them to never ever say those words. Have they said them since? No."

"That you know of." Emmett whispered. Rose slapped him upside the head. "What was that for?"

"I don't know. I just felt like it." Rose shrugged.

8:00pm

It was almost time for everyone to head home. Alice and Rose were cleaning up the plates and putting the leftovers away inside. Emmett, Jasper and I were sitting on the patio facing the backyard. The kids were all trying to catch lightening bugs.

"I GOT ONE! I GOT ONE! LOOK!" Hannah shouted.

"Mine's bigger!" James shouted.

"No way! They are all the same size!" Luke shouted back.

"No they aren't! Mine is bigger! Let's compare them, then!" James walked over to Luke.

"Your kid is such a nerd like you." Emmett said to Jasper.

"At least he never tried to see if he could touch his brain by shoving a pencil in his nose." Jasper countered.

"Well . . . . ," Emmett paused for a second. "Yeah. I have nothing to say to that. I feel bad he didn't get Rose's smart genes."

"You better hope Anna did," I said. "We don't want her to think that maybe if she ties a sheet to her shirt that she could jump out a window and fly."

"It worked, though!" Emmett said.

"For like, 2 seconds before you fell on your arm and broke it." Jasper said.

"And you also broke your mom's birdbath." I laughed.

"Yeah. I was grounded for what seemed like years. I was a stupid kid." Emmett said, sighing.

"Can't argue with that." I say, while Jasper shakes his head.

The kids were now all lying in the grass, drawing pictures in the stars.

"It's a bunny!" Bailey says.

"No, it's a unicorn fairy!" McKayla shouts.

"You are both wrong. It's Optimus Prime." James says.

"No. It's a, a, a, dog peeing." Annabelle shouts at the top of her lungs. All the kids bust out into laughter.

"That's my girl," Emmett says. "I better go tell them it's time to leave."

"Can you send McKayla over here please?" I ask Emmett, he nods his head as he walks over there.

"I worry about his kids." Jasper whispers.

"Oh, yeah. Good thing they have Rose as a mother." I whisper back.

9:30pm

"Did you have a good first day of Kindergarten, today?" I ask McKayla as I'm tucking her in.

"Yeah, lots of fun. You were right! I made three new friends." She said, smiling really big.

"Aren't I always right?" I say, she gives me that whatever look. "I'm glad you made friends, though."

"Me too. They are really nice. I can't wait to go back tomorrow." McKayla then yawned.

"Good night, baby." I say, giving her a good night kiss. I get up and turn on her night light.

"Night daddy." She rolls over and closes her eyes. I stand in her door way for a bit, before I see her breathing even out. I turn off her light and shut her door.


This is basically how the chapters are going to go. It'll be an entire day in Edward's life. Plus a memory from Edward's past. I'll try and update every Monday or Tuesday. But, with school starting on Thursday, that might be hard. But, I'll try. Thanks for reading! Reviews appreciated xoxo