I made spelling mistakes in here on purpose. And I hope you like it. The next chapter will be in Bella's Point of View. We're going to get inside her head :-) Read, Share and Review! Note: Edward, Bella, and all the familiar characters belong to their mom, Stephenie Meyer.

She didn't show. She never showed up that dreary, rainy Monday in Forks, Washington. I was a really sad. I wanted to fake being sick when I knew she wasn't going to show up. Maybe she was sick. Yeah, that's why she didn't come. But, I'd have to ask the one person I didn't want to talk to. Jacob. Yeah, he was here. All smiles and tanned and 2 year oldish. I walked up to him, during play time that morning.

"Hi, Jacob." I said in a bit of a hushed tone. He turned and frowned slightly. But still maintained that smile.

"Hi, Edwin er. . .is it Edward?" he said. He knew my name. He was just messing up on purpose.

"Edward." I corrected with a bit of a coldness to my voice.

"Oh, Edward. I'll 'member that. What do yous want? I'm kinda in da middle of building' my fort." He said gesturing to his lopsided block fort thing.

"Where's Bella?" I asked

"I dunno. I didn't sees her 'tis weekend. Whys you wanna know?" He asked, piling blocks onto his fort. Which was going to fall over in 3. . . 2. . . . 1. And that last block made the whole thing tip over. Ha!

"Cause, she's not here. And I wanted to talk to her." I said, chuckling at his fort mess.

"Wells, try agains tamorrows. Now, leave mes to my fort." He said and started stacking the blocks again. Well, that was rude!

But, she never showed up on Tuesday. Or Wednesday. Or Thursday. By Friday, everyone was worried. And, Miss Denali had something important to tell us. I hoped it wasn't bad. And, it was.

"Alright, class could I have you gather on the ABC rug, please?" Miss Denali said. She sounded sad. She wasn't using her annoying voice today (Thank you! My ears have been saved). "I have some important news to tell you all. Mike! Stop eating the paste! God child, you're going to pooping glue pretty soon!" She ran over to get Mike while everyone else gathered on the rug. And I was lucky enough to sit next to Jessica.

"Hey Eddie! I don't like Edward, so I'm going to call you Eddie! Alright? Good. I hope this is happy news. Like, ice cream for lunch or no nap time or that we are all going to get a unicorn. I hope mine is purple, or pink, or maybe green. . . " Jess was babbling on and on. It made me want to shove some of that glue in my ears!

"Alright class. Settle down. I know you're all wanting to get to playtime for a little bit. So, what I have to tell you is kind of sad."

"So I'm not getting a yellow unicorn?" Jess blurted out, waving her hand around.

"No Jessica. You're not getting a unicorn. And nobody is getting one." She looked at everyone. Lauren looked kind of sad. I rolled my eyes. "No, this is about one of your classmates."

"Is it about Mike eating the glue and having sticky poop?" Tyler said. Everyone around him laughed. Miss Denali even chuckled a bit.

"No Tyler. . . It's not about that either. It's about Bella," she said, raining in her giggles to be serious. "She's gone missing. She's been missing since Friday after school." Everyone looked around. They were all probably realizing just now that she wasn't here. Kindergarteners, such short attention spans.

"Where is she?" Angela asked, shoving her glasses up her face wit her index finger.

"Nobody knows. But, they do know that she was taken outside the school." Miss Denali said. She couldn't obviously think a room full of nose pickers and a glue eater were going to understand this.

"Now, everyone has a job. If you know anything about this, you need to say something. Anybody see Bella after school?" Miss Denali said looking at all the confused faces. She sighed and whipped her hand down her face. "Never mind. I can see that none of you get this. Okay, go on and play or whatever you do. But, DON'T eat the glue. . . . Mike!" She warned before walking off to the door to talk to the other teachers waiting outside.

This wasn't good. My future bestest friend was missing. We haven't even made it to the, best friend stage yet. We were still on the friend stage. I was even more sad. I was going to find out who did this and they were going to pay for taking my future hand holding bestest friend. But, the question was, who were they and why did they want her? And more importantly, how was I going to save her? I can't even ride my bike yet!