A/N: This chapter turned out longer than I had anticipated, but since you all are enjoying it, oh well. Here's the camping trip you've been thinking about. :) Oh, yeah, I know, this is numero 3 of Age 8, but it's just going that way. I promise, Age 9 is next! But after that, no idea.

DISCLAMIER: If I owned Twilight, it'd go something like this. ;)

Enjoy. Who should I dedicated this to? Oh, yeah. SparklingWand cause she's amazing. :)

For you Darling.

This couldn't get any worse, could it? Just as I was about to write in my diary, Daddy called me down. Edward was here. I loathed him. Oh, yeah. It got way worse.

"Izzy! Come on! Grab your things; we're leaving right after breakfast." I sighed, rolling my eyes and grabbed my blanket and my tote. I had packed extra-extra clothes for the weekend. A part of me knew that they might be a need later on.

As I walked down the stairs, bags in hand, I noticed a sleepy Edward stood at the door. My heart began to race. Knock it off! I thought.

Edward took his free hand and ruffled his already-disarranged bronze hair, making it uncontrollably messy. But it was his style and it made him cute. No, no, no! I screamed at myself. Before I knew it my face was in a pout.

I dropped my things on the ground in front of Edward and it made him jump in the air. I giggled and walked into the kitchen. I didn't dare look behind me as I made my way in. I already knew Edward's eyes were locked on me.

As I strode into the kitchen, Charlie came up to me while I gazed into the fridge looking for water. "Izz, remember," I looked up at the sound of his voice. "Be. Nice." And then he walked away. I rolled my eyes as I grabbed a cold water bottle and chugged some.

I peaked over the corner out into the "foyer" and giggled. Edward was still standing awkwardly in the doorway. I walked over to stand in front of him.

"You know," I paused and then laughed loudly as I noticed he was dozing while standing there. "You can sit down, right?" I raised my brow at him. He looked at me confusingly. "Say, where's your Dad?"

This he could answer. "He, uh, had to work, I guess." I was happy this was as awkward as it was for me as for him. Good, it should feel like hell for him, I know I'm dying.

Now, I know I seem like a natural, but I'm having too much fun making his day terrible. Edward deserves to be treated like this, I have been for 2 ½ years!

"So, are you going to sit down and eat? Or were you planning on sleeping in front of the door?" I asked sarcastically, walking back in the kitchen. I heard a bag drop and footsteps follow me.

"Hungry, Edward?" Charlie asked from the stance at the stove. I always thought parents were supposed to back up their children, not make friends with the enemies.

"Yes, sir." He replied. Oh, boy. We've a brown noser. As I sat in my seat, I watched as Edward walked swiftly but awkwardly to sit across from me. I narrowed my eyes but glared out the window as Charlie's words popped in my head. "Be nice." I'm trying!

I sighed, waiting for this weekend to be over. I just wanted Cullen out of my house and out of my hair, for good! I shook my head nonchalantly. But it wasn't until I heard Edward's soft, cool voice from across the table, too low for Charlie to hear.

"What's wrong?" Was he speaking to me? Surely, I've been mistaken. I casually looked toward him and in fact he was speaking to me. But why? I have no idea. I just looked at him. His 8 year old features were somewhat likeable. No, Izz, he's a jerk.

After a moment, I realized that he was still waiting on an answer. "Nothing." I lied. But of course, my facial features gave me away. I was in a full frontal pout. It was everything, it was him. I didn't care for him any other time, why would I want the life sucking child inside my home?

Charlie turned the radio up louder as if to give us privacy to speak. Ugh. And then he continued to cook our eggs and sausages, plus biscuits.

"I'm sorry that I'm ruining your weekend." He spoke softly across the table, leaning over so I was able to hear him. Was he honestly apologizing to me, again? Surely, I was mistaken again. This had to be a dream.

"I'm sorry too," What are you saying, Izzy! "I didn't mean to get you in trouble with your Dad, he looked really angry." I found myself leaning across the table also.

His face went into a distraught form and I instantly felt horrible. I lowered my eyes away from his and leaned back into the chair as Charlie announced breakfast was ready. He placed a plate in front of Edward and I, then pour us a glass of milk. Edward ever so politely refused but accepted orange juice.

Charlie sat in the living room to eat as of the table being taken by two 8 year olds and their hunger. I couldn't help but think of the "privacy" he was trying to give us. I knew he wanted me to be nice, a part of me could do it, but every time I did, all of the mean things Edward had done or said to me popped into my head.

"Dig in." Charlie proclaimed as he walked off into the living room with a plate of his own. Edward did just that, he must have been hungry. I felt completely self-conscious with Edward here, watching me eat. I felt sick to be honest, maybe I could fake my way out of the trip…

Reluctantly, I began eating, ever so slowly. As I watched Edward devour his food and drink his juice afterward, I couldn't help but wonder. Apparently, my mouth couldn't either.

"Why can't you drink milk?" I blurted out as he almost chugged his orange juice. He almost choked back on it as I asked.

"Uhm. I'm lactose intolerant." was all he said. Whoa, did I just learn something new about Edward Cullen?

I watched as Edward helped himself to seconds, what a strange boy he is.

Charlie told us to load up the car as he cleaned up breakfast; we did as we were told. I picked up my bags and waited for Edward to pick up his. I kicked the door out the way and walked to the truck that Charlie was saving for me when I got older.

I could just picture myself driving this truck. It was a rusty red color and had a bulbous cab, which I loved. The back of the truck was amazing, so much room. Charlie and I could fit a bunch of fishing things there plus a couple bikes. Charlie and I used to ride bikes through the dirt trails behind the house when I learned but Renee thought it was too dangerous.

I tossed my sleeping bag and tote in the bed and held it open for Edward's things. When I turned to stand, waiting annoyed, I realized he was right behind me. It shocked me completely. He tossed in his duffle bag of things into the bed.

We stood awkwardly for a moment. I decided to speak.

"I'm sorry our Dads are making you come. I know you don't want to be here." I shuffled my feet below, staring at them too.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have taken your diary." Before I could say I was sorry for I had written about him, he continued. "I'm also sorry that I've picked on you. You're very nice, Bella. If I can call you that…"

I was stunned speechless, so just nodded stupidly. He mirrored me in kicking dirt around his feet. I felt his eyes on me as I looked up from my feet.

It came out of nowhere. He smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back. "I like your smile." He said randomly, which made me blush and smile ever bigger. I was getting butterflies in my tummy and I liked it.

We stood smiling like idiots in the driveway for minutes until Charlie yelled for us to come get the other stuff. I laughed and walked into the house with Edward on my heels.

As I reached up on my tippy toes to get the tents from inside the garage, I felt Edward nudge me a little. "Here, I got this." And he grabbed it without any effort. Tall people. He laughed as I accidently spoke my mind, I blushed.

I started to grab the other things, but Edward insisted that he carry it. So I held open the bed of the trucks door for him and helped shuffle everything about to make it all fit perfectly. He laughed as I grunted trying to make everything perfect.

"Perfectionist, are we?" he asked in a chuckle. I felt a pout coming on but his laughter was music. And I couldn't ignore it, so I joined in.

We went back inside, laughing and Charlie gave me the weirdest look, I just shrugged at him. Charlie said we were leaving in 5 minutes so we needed to go to the bathroom before we left for an hour drive. I raced up the stairs and to the bathroom.

As I washed my hands, I looked at myself in the mirror. I actually wasn't that big, I noted. I'd heard models calling what I had around my stomach to be a "pooch". My hips were kind of bigger, but I honestly didn't look that bad. Maybe "fat" camp wasn't needed, I could just jog around. I smiled and dried my hands.

I opened the door to see Edward standing awkwardly to the right, in front of my room. My door was open, he was peering in. His head snapped toward me at the sound of the old, creaky bathroom door.

"Did you want to see my room?" First your house, going on a camping trip and now you're showing him your room? Isabella Swan! My inner voice scolded me, but I ignored it as walked into my room.

"It's not much, promise." I stood opposite side of the door in my room as I watched Edward glance around, taking in my adult-looking room. I had a desk in the right corner with a mini TV and a laptop on it, next to my bay window, looking over the yard. My bed was right next to the door and my closet was left of it. My room wasn't too big or too small, I felt like Goldilocks as I thought it's just right.

"It's nice," he said while still looking around. "Whoa, cool." He spotted my signed Trading Yesterday poster on my closet door and walked over to it. "Awesome, it's signed."

I laughed. "Yeah, Charlie took me to their concert in Seattle last year. They were amazing." I walked over to stand next to him as he gazed at it in awe. Before we could say anything, Charlie called up to us to hurry. Edward dashed for the bathroom and I closed my door behind me as I walked down the stairs.

A couple minutes later Edward joined us in the doorway. "Are we ready?" Charlie asked, we nodded together. "Do we have everything?" Another nod. "Alright. Let's go!" he opened the door for us and we walked to the truck.

Charlie hooked up the boat while we got in. Edward held the door open for me as I slid into the middle. Oh, great. You better not crush him or he'll take back every nice thing he's said.

We sat in an awkward silence, awaiting Charlie. I giggled as he tried to keep his cursing to a minimum, but the boat wasn't cooperating with him. "You want help, Dad?" I called from the cab.

He grunted again. "Yeah, Edward come here." I felt a tad hurt when he picked Edward instead of me. I looked at Edward; he shrugged and got out of the cab. I turned to look out the back window to watch them work. In seconds of Edward's help, the boat connected to the truck, I slid back down to my seat before they knew I was watching.

Edward and Charlie slid into the cab as the same moment and I was instantly squished. My shoulders hunched up as I tried to make room for both of them. My noting in the bathroom mirror faded, I'd never felt bigger than right now in the cab.

Charlie turned the radio on as we began to drive, besides the music it was a quiet ride to the camp site. I thought about the boy beside me. I couldn't see him without having to move my head; my long hair was in the way.

Finally we arrived to the camp site and I was happy to be back. I hadn't been there for a few years and I missed it. The smell of the trees everything, the smell of nature excited me.

Edward and Charlie unloaded the camping stuff while I roamed around for a moment, taking everything in. I inhaled really big. I smelt lilacs and opened my eyes; they were right below my feet. I knelt to smell them more. Ahh, nature.

I walked back to the guys as they had just finished removing everything. I noted a thin sheet of sweat on Edward's brow as he began to help Charlie release the boat into the water. I grabbed the tent and began to set it up right away. I was half way started-I was never good at putting up the tent, that was always Charlie's job-Edward knelt beside me, helping.

I gave up and tossed the wire down. "Stupid tent." I folded my arms and sat on the ground. I turned to glare at Edward as he laughed at my actions. He continued laughing as he didn't notice my staring.

I waited for Charlie to come over and help with the tent, but Edward was getting up fast. "How'd you know how to do that?" I asked, standing up and dusting off my jeans.

He smiled and held up a paper. "Directions." I glared again and he laughed.

I went over to where Charlie was pushing the boat into the river. He grunted as it slid into the water, making waves. I laughed as Charlie wiped sweat from his brow and walked over to me. "Tough work, eh kid?" I just smiled.

We walked back to Edward and I gawked. "Wow, Edward," Charlie spoke. "For a kid whose never been camping, your sure know what you're doing." He left my side and went to pat Edward on the back.

It was a two roomed tent. I always had the other room when it was just Charlie and I, but now it was three of us and I had to share a room with Edward. I wasn't thrilled of the idea at first, but I'm okay with it now.

Charlie placed the air mattresses in the room and blew his us first. He said we could go wander while he finished getting everything set up.

We walked down a path in silence. "Thanks for inviting me," Edward spoke. I turned to smile at him. "You're welcome?" it sounded like more of a question. He laughed and picked up a rock, tossing it in the air and catching it.

"No, seriously," he said, watching the rock. "I know I didn't want to come at first, but I'm kind of enjoying it now." Once again, I was staring in awe. I briefly asked why. "Because, I've never really be out here before," he pointed out the trees with his eyes. "And I like it. It smells nice." I laughed and kicked a rock as we walked.

It was a couple minutes later before he spoke again; I was confused of what he was speaking about until I remembered what we had just said. "It smells like freesia." He sniffed the air, smiling.

I wondered silently if I should tell him that there were no freesias out here and it was my perfume. I decided it was better that I keep silent.

We stopped at the edge of the water and Edward finally tossed his rock in, making it skip across the top of the river. I picked up a rock and attempted to do the same, but I failed and Edward laughed at me. I playfully punched him in the arm. When our skin connected the electricity was back like the other day. I pulled back instantly.

We decided to go back and find Charlie. When we got back to the tent, everything was set up. I walked into the tent to find Charlie frustrated at blowing up Edward and I's mattress. I had forgotten until just now that we had to share a mattress. My heart raced uncontrollably. I darted out of the tent and to the deck.

I sat down at the edge of the deck and tangled my now bare feet into the water, I barely touched it, just the tips of my toes were covered with water. I heard footsteps behind me. Edward sank down at my side and put his feet in the water too.

I kicked my feet in the water, enjoying the silence and laying back on my elbows. Suddenly my legs were splashed with water. "Hey!" I jumped. Edward laughed and splashed my legs again. I kicked the water towards him, getting the tips of his jeans wet.

We laughed as we splashed each other more. "Stop it! Stop it!" I said as he kept splashing. And then a thought popped into my head. Whoa. Is he flirting with…me? I finally threw my hands into the water and began thrusting it up at Edward. He held up his hands in defeat. I laughed, "Yeah, that's what I thought."

We sat in silence again, it was almost noon and our stomachs began to rumble. Edward stood up and I began to follow after until he held out his hand for me. I gulp, smiled and grabbed his hand.

Warm and inviting, also electrifying, his hands were so soft. I let go as soon as I was standing, otherwise it was awkward. We went and found Charlie again. He walked out of the tent and spotted us.

"All done. Ready to go fishing?" he asked as he walked toward us. I nodded and went in the tent to put on my tennis shoes. As I walked out, Charlie stopped me in my tracks to the boat. Edward was standing there, looking at the boat as if deciding how it was going to work.

"So, you and Edward seem to be getting along…" he looked at me.

I shrugged. "Yeah, I guess."

"That's good, Izz, I'm proud of you." He smiled and patted me, nudging me to go toward the boat. I carried my fishing rod and a spare for Edward.

I walked up to him. "Here you go." I handed out the rod, he stared at, confused. "It's for you to fish with."

"Oh." He smiled and took it. I showed him how to load it was so it was already ready when we got out there.

Charlie loaded up the boat and Edward and I climbed in. Charlie unhooked the boat from the deck and hopped in. He went to the front and started the boat. "Hold on."

We drove out, down the river and around until we found a good spot. Immediately after Charlie shut off the engine, I lured out. Edward sat there, still confused.

"Here, like this." I grabbed his rod and threw it out in the water and handed it back to him. He held onto it tightly.

"Dad, I'm hungry." Charlie handed me the cooler with drinks and sandwiches. I picked out one each for Edward and I, Charlie said he wanted the fish later. I handed a sandwich and a root beer to Edward and popped open mine.

We caught about 10 fish altogether. Charlie caught most of them, I caught 3 and I was surprised that Edward had caught 2 of them. They were kind of small, but I was actually impressed. We headed back to the tent when we were finished.

It was around 4 p.m when we got back to the camp site, I wanted to crawl into bed already that I was so tired. We unloaded the boat and carried everything to the truck and tents.

Charlie built a fire an hour later and he cooked some fish for dinner. Edward and I took another walk while he cooked. "So, where's your Mom?" he asked as we made our way down the path we'd taken earlier.

I was taken aback by the question; I wish he hadn't asked about my Mom. "She's…in Phoenix." I kicked dirt around me and picked up a stick.

"Oh. But why aren't your parents together?" he was honestly confused.

"They're divorced…" he looked at me like I'd just spoken in a different language. "What's that? Divorce?" I laughed and stabbed the ground with the stick and swinging it in the air.

"I don't know honestly, but they just told me they didn't love each other anymore. Now she's with this stupid boy named Phil." I shuddered at the memory of them in Renee's kitchen.

"I'm sorry." I looked at him and he had the saddest face I'd ever seen. I shrugged. I heard Charlie's whistle and we sprinted back. We hadn't made it too far away, we were walking extremely slow.

We ate dinner and Charlie told us a story of enemies whom became friends later on, I think I knew what he was getting at. Afterward he broke out the S'mores, I was grateful; a camping trip was not complete without them.

It was nearly 9 p.m when Charlie suggested we turn in. I went into the tent before Edward did to change into my old sweats and a tee. Just as I was leaving, Edward walked in. "Sorry." He mumbled. I walked over to Charlie's tent and tapped on the side and then let myself in.

"Just wanted to say goodnight, Dad." I walked closer and hugged him. He hugged me back. " I was going to come over there and tuck you in-" before he could finish I was shaking my head, he understood that those actions would embarrass me. "Well, goodnight Isabella." He kissed my forehead and I left.

When I unzipped the door to mine and Edward's tent, I heard Charlie's voice. "Night, Edward!" I walked into the tent and saw Edward comfortably on the air mattress. I gulped. "Night, Chief Swan." Edward called back.

I slowly sank onto the air mattress and noticed Edward turned over and flipped over the lamp. I sighed and grabbed my blanket, curling up on the edge of the mattress.

"You don't have to sleep on the edge, Bella." I heard Edward's whisper across the tent. I slowly scooted onto the mattress more. I kind of liked him calling me Bella, his own nickname for me. I smiled in the dark.

I felt him turn over and I slowly scooted away. "It's okay, I won't bite." I was tensed up as I scooted back into place. I bit my lip, hard and decided to roll over; my side was becoming numb.

Edward and I now faced each other. We were still kind of far away from each other, it was a big mattress, but I could make out his features. His eyes were locked on mine.

"I like you, Bella." He whispered again, smiling. "I misjudged you, I'm sorry." Now I smiled.

"I like you, too, Edward." He smiled again as I said his name. His voice and mine sounded sleepy, his breathing made me unconscious.

Before I knew it, Charlie was shaking our room and calling out to us. "Rise and shine, kids! Time to wake up and smell the…trees!" My eyes fluttered for a moment. When I opened my eyes fully, I noticed my face was inches away from Edward's. Whoa, did that really happen last night? Did Edward really say he liked me?

I shook my head I slowly scooted away and sat up on the mattress. I felt Edward shuffle behind my back. He groaned as he sat up, I turned to look at him. His hair was major disarray from behind; I could only imagine the front. I stifled a giggled and stood.

I grabbed my clothes and began making my way out of the room, but Edward beat me first. "Allow me." He said as he left, zipping the door back closed. I sighed, smiled and began changing into a different pair of jeans and my favorite green sweater.

I slipped on my shoes and began to try and de-tangle my hair with my brush. As I walked out of the tent, Edward stepped from Charlie's room in new attire. I smiled at him, he returned it.

Edward stepped into our room for a moment and was at my side by the water in moments. I was staring at the shining water when I noticed the fish swimming in it.

Edward pointed a bright orange goldfish out to me. "Bella, look!" he shouted as he pointed to one that jumped out of the water and dove back in. I smiled and laughed.

"Edward, can you go pack up yours and Izzy's room for me, please?" Charlie asked after he finished hooking the boat up to the truck again.

"Yes, sir." He walked straight into the tent. When he returned with our stuff, I went to his side to help carry some. I grabbed my things and tossed them in the bed as I did yesterday, he did with his things too.

Charlie had gone into his our room and packed up his things, and then throwing them in the bed. We deflated the mattresses and rolled them up, tying them and tossing them. I stood back and watched at Charlie and Edward tore down the tent.

"Izz, come here and put these things away." Charlie called me over, I stood for help, taking whatever they needed me to and putting in the bag.

"Edward?" Charlie asked as they worked.

"Yes, sir?" he responded immediately, looking at him and them going back to his work.

"I heard what you said Izzy earlier." Suddenly the expression on Edward's face was complete shock and horror. "Why'd you call her 'Bella'?"

Edward sighed with relief and then chuckled, handing the silent me a wire. "It means…" he paused looking at me and smiling. I was completely confused, my heart fluttered and so did my stomach. "It means 'beautiful' in Italian." He said, blushing. "But it also fits her full name Isabella."

My mouth dropped to the ground. Honestly speechless and stunned, oh also in awe. Did he just? He just called me…beautiful.

"Wow, Edward," Charlie turned to wink at me but I was just staring at Edward's ruffled hair. "That's really sweet. Right, Izz? Or should I say Bella?" I just nodded, too in awe to say anything.

I just stood there, frozen, but yet still moving when Charlie or Edward handed me something. I was taken out of my frozen state when Charlie waved his hand in front of my face. "Bells?" I snapped my head up at him, "Huh?"

He laughed and smiled. "We're ready to put the entire tent away now." And they did, I helped but I wasn't sure I actually did anything. This is SO going in my diary later!

I was beginning to think that this entire trip was just a dream. First, Edward apologizes, then he's flirting and then he says he likes me and then he says I'm beautiful. I was about to begin cursing and soon. This was all too crazy. Just the other day I hated Edward Cullen, but now I…what? Liked him too? Oh, wait, I do. I said that to him last night too. Oh, my God, Bella you're nuts! Well of course I'm nuts, I'm talking to myself and I just called myself Bella!

Something was seriously wrong with me.

"Do you kids want to go swimming before we leave? It's going to be hot today." Charlie's voice snapped me straight back to reality. I could feel my hair sticking my neck, I nodded.

"But we don't have our suits, Dad."

He nodded. "Yes, I know. You guys can just swim in your regular clothes. Bells, didn't you bring shorts? And you Edward?" I nodded and went to my bag to dig them out. Edward walked next to me and began to do the same.

"Uhm, Dad? Where are we supposed to change? You took down the tent?" I laughed kind of, holding my shorts in one hand.

"Izzy, you go there," he pointed to the path Edward and I took yesterday. "And Edward, you go behind the truck. Problem solved." No one moved. "Go." And then he laughed.

I went far down the path and pulled on my shorts and changed my shirt. I walked back to the truck and threw my clothes in. I was making my way down the deck as I noticed Edward coming from behind the truck.

He was wearing only sport shorts, he had a bare chest, and this was weird. "Race ya!" I yelled and ran down the dock. Edward immediately matched me and I pushed him off as I jumped in.

The cool water felt amazing on my hot skin. I was so happy Charlie had suggested we swim. I turned and turned around in the water, but I didn't see Edward. Oh, no. My mind went to all of the bad thoughts. I'd pushed him in, what if he couldn't swim well? What if he hit his head? What if…

Just then I felt something pull on my leg. "Ahhh!" I screamed and kicked around. I swam away from the dock. As I was wading in the water, still no sign of Edward, but another tug on my leg. I screamed again and kicked.

Just as I was about to swim away, Edward popped up front the water, breathing heavy and choking on laughter with some water. He flipped his hair and ran his hand through it, still laughing. "Geez, Bella, why'd you have to kick me in the stomach?"

He continued to laugh. "Edward! You're such a jerk." I started to swim away from him, toward the dock.

He tugged on my arm. "Wait, Bella, I'm sorry." I twisted in his arm under the water.

"Gotcha!" I laughed in the water and splashed him. He splashed me back. We did this for moments and then swam around until Charlie said it was time to go. We both groaned and got out.

Edward and I went separate ways to change. I let my hair down around my shoulders dry but dried it off with a towel Charlie had thought to bring.

I tossed everything back in the bed of the truck and grabbed the cooler for something to eat. "Hey, can I get one of those?" Edward called from the other side of the truck. I tossed a pop and a ham sandwich across to him.

We ate for a couple minutes and then Charlie decided we better get back.

I sat in the middle on the way back again. This time I didn't actually mind it. I smiled a little here and there when we'd go around curbs and turns, I'd slid into Edward but try to keep my weight off of him.

I was thankful when we arrived home. Charlie began unloading everything. "Edward, why don't go in and call your parents, or I could take you home if you'd like?"

"Thank you, I'll go call them though." I guided Edward into the house and in the living room towards the phone. He dialed his home and I wondered in the kitchen to give him privacy. I rummaged through the fridge, looking for a drink.

I heard faint footsteps behind me. "They're on their way." Edward announced. I turned and handed him a water bottle.

"Thanks for inviting me, really. I had a lot of fun." He took a swig of his water. I mimicked him. "You're welcome. Maybe you can come again sometime." He nodded and we stood in silence.

Better ask now or forever hold your peace, Izzy.

I took a deep breath. "Edward?" he looked at me in question. "Do you…want to…come to my birthday party in a couple weeks?" I exhaled.

He looked surprised but nodded fast. "Yeah, I'd love to." Just then honking sounded outside. I glanced through the curtains in the kitchen. "Your parents are here," I said.

We walked outside next to each other. I picked up his things and handed them to him. "Thanks for coming, Edward." I said.

Charlie said the same as he spoke to Carlisle about only God knows what, but I was sure it was about Edward and me.

"No, thanks for having me, Bella." I smiled. "I'll see you on Monday." He smiled and he looked like he wanted to hug me, but he stepped away and walked to his parents car.

Charlie stepped away from the driver's side laughing and walked over to me. "See ya!" he called to them. Edward waved and I think it was to me, but I waved back and then they drove off.

"See, Bells. That wasn't so hard, now was it?" Charlie asked as they disappeared around the corner. I smiled and shook my head, walking into the house. I ran straight up to my room, grabbing my diary and pen.

September 1st

Dear Diary,

I've had a weekend. Whoa. Well at first I was completely outraged at having Edward come with Daddy and I camping, but it actually turned out to be fun with him there.

Oh, and he gave me a nickname "Bella". Daddy asked him what is meant and Edward said that it meant "beautiful" in Italian. Oh, my God, right? I freaked out, but didn't show it.

What does this mean? I have no clue.

Oh and before that, when we were about the sleep he told me that he likes me and that he misjudged me.

Diary, I'm in a life conundrum, help me. I think I like him. Oh and he was flirting with me! I'm still not sure about that one. Once again, boys are unreadable. But I had the best time.

I invited him to my party, he wanted to come! This is all really weird, but I'm liking every second of it. He told me he'd see me on Monday, does that me he's going to be my friend?

No idea, but I'm just so happy right now. Oh, boy.

Isabella/ Bella.

A/N: I tried really hard to fit the birthday in to this, but it was already long. So party is up next. ;;;;;)

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Oh, yeah. Another thing, I know that when I re-read some of my stories somethings seem to take you back the beginning, I swear that I don't do that, although it's kind of cool. I honestly just write whatever pops into my head and sounds good. Haha.

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