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So this is the last chapter of them being thirteen and then we're moving on to some high school time and even more hormones (Edward will love that!)

Any way on with the show.

Chapter 4

Bella's POV

Dear Bella.

Yeah that sounds like something Alice would do. I'll have

to remember to thank her after for it. Be warned though,

when she gets an idea stuck in her head she doesn't let up.

And if you ever piss Emmett off then just offer to feed him

and he'll come around. Emmett lives for his next meal.

Don't take any crap from those girls! Use that mean right

hook of yours if you have to.

I chuckled as I thought back to the time I punched Eric Yorkie in elementary school. He'd stolen someone's ball and tried to blame Edward for it. I didn't take too kindly to him lying about my best friend so I'd clocked him one and left him sporting a bruised eye and a wounded ego for being hit by a girl.

I was laid on my stomach with my legs swinging back and forth as I read my latest letter from Edward.

Are there really hardly any stars? No worries, you don't need

them to come home, just follow your heart and it'll find it's way.

Hey guess what? Someone moved into your old house! The Hales.

They've got kids too. They're twins called Jasper and Rosalie. Jasper's

pretty cool and he thinks the tree house is awesome.

Rosalie is kind of pretty; not nearly as pretty as you though...she'd like

to think she's prettier than all the other girls in Phoenix.

Jasper has a bike just like yours too. When I first saw it I stupidly thought

that maybe Renee had changed her mind and moved you back.

We're going out to Gill's Point tomorrow to toss a ball around. Rosalie

is tagging along too. Jazz said she likes baseball.

They were on nickname terms already?

I didn't know you'd put our names into the tree house.

He pointed it out to me.

I can't deny that it hurt a little to know my house wasn't mine any more...to know that someone else was making it theirs and calling it home...That someone else was spending time in mine and Edward's little haven at the bottom of the yard ...and with my best friend.

Have you killed the cornflakes yet?

So I'm the only boy that interests you huh?

I blushed so hard and giggled as I hid my face in the comforter below me.

"Bella are you all right honey?" The sound of my mother's voice at my door startled me and added to the scarlet flush tinting my skin.

"I'm fine mum!" I squeaked before clearing my throat.

"You look a little flushed sweetie." her eyes narrowed as I blew a strand of hair out of my face "Are you getting sick?"

I had a hard time trying to convince her I wasn't coming down with any thing before she conceded and left me alone with my blush to continue reading.

I finished reading his letter and sighed.

It was slowly getting easier to breathe day by day and even though I missed him just as much as I did when we first left...I knew I would continue to be...to live. The pain was becoming a gentle ache that I knew I would never be without but I could bare it just the same.

We'd left Phoenix little over a month ago and already my life had changed dramatically.

My mom was settled into her new job and had gained a new lease of life...along with a much healthier bank balance and I was settled into Clarke Middle School. Alice had appointed herself as my deputy best friend after I politely told her I had a best friend and that he was irreplaceable; while Emmett had deemed himself my protector.

One of the boys in our class, Mike Newton, had been smiling at me like a goon since my first day and it made me feel a little uncomfortable...Emmett noticed and glared him down until he looked away, cursing under his breathe about grinding him to a pulp if he tried anything.

I had to admit that I was starting to feel happier about being here even though I would always have a tear in my heart from leaving Edward behind.

Edward's POV

I was in that part of a dream where reality is creeping back in and you start stirring, but are still able to prolong what ever dream you're having and even control it slightly.

I was just racing up the tree house ladder and crashed into Bella at the top, sending us both flying onto the floor. I landed on top of her and gasped as I felt her 'developments' press into my chest. It played like the memory of her birthday but instead of moving away from her quickly I stayed put and looked into her eyes. She smiled at me and I couldn't help but lower my lips to hers. My hole body tingled as she opened her mouth slightly and I did too. It felt so real and the pit of my stomach tightened up. I wanted to put my tongue in her mouth and had no idea why... just that I knew it would feel good but the moment hers brushed against mine, my eye's flew open and I sat bolt upright in my bed.

I squirmed around trying to get comfortable enough to go back to my dream but it wasn't happening. The front of my pyjama pants felt...sticky. I groaned as I lifted up my comforter and witnessed the smear of fluid that had soaked through the fabric and effectively stuck them to my boy parts.

How the hell did grown men cope with this! I knew what had happened...what it was, but it didn't make me understand it any better. I'd only dreamt about deepening a kiss with Bella and had her pressed against me for this to happen...god help me when I get older.

I had woken up in a similar state before and was starting to get embarrassed about it. My mother thought that I'd taken a new interest in helping around the house by doing the laundry so much but in truth...I just didn't want her to find out about my 'problem'.

It was definitely becoming one...and fast.

Bella was my best friend and it was scaring me a little how I'd started to think about her. I only ever woke up in a state when she'd been in my dreams.

It wasn't helping that I missed her so much, though it was getting easier to breathe without her.

I sighed and climbed out of bed to take a shower and clean up my mess.

My mom called me down for breakfast not long after and I didn't want to explain why I would be doing laundry again; so I hid my pants in the hamper in my bathroom before practically skipping downstairs.

Even though it was so frustrating to wake up in a mess...It never failed to leave me feeling good deep down inside and I'd grin like an idiot for a good while after.

"Good morning sunshine!" My mother chuckled as I swaggered into the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl.

"Morning mom!" I smiled before taking a bite, enjoying the satisfying crunch it made.

"You seem in a good mood this morning. It's nice to see you smiling more now." She walked over and laden the plate in front of me with bacon and eggs.

"Thanks mom." I finished the apple before tucking into the hot food she'd prepared.

"Morning." My father came in with his briefcase in hand and swung it up on the table.

He was just about to open it when my mother glared at him "Not at the breakfast table honey!"

He pulled a 'Oops' face at me before placing it on the floor by his chair.

I chuckled at him and shook my head as I popped a piece bacon into my mouth.

She dished up his breakfast and he grabbed hold of her, taking the pan from her hand and putting it to the side before pulling her into his lap. They looked at each other adoringly before he kissed her.

How come he could do that and not wind up needing a change of underwear!

I shrugged as I finally accepted the fact...

Puberty was a bitch!

My only solace came from the fact that it would get easier...He had just proved that to me.

I finished up my breakfast and headed out to school.

I'd taken to riding my bike to school instead of going in the car with my mother and Jasper usually rode with me.

He really was an ok guy even if his sister did annoy the shit out of me. I can't believe I told Bella she was pretty! Ok she was but...she knew it and she flaunted it. Anyone would think that she was older than Jasper with the way she acted and dressed. She wore a lot of make up and short skirts with tight tops. The hormonal part of me sometimes stared a little but the bigger part of me would always make me shudder at myself for being such a guy.

She seemed to want to spend a lot of time with Jasper and me lately and he was starting to get pissed with her for it. He didn't want to be hanging around with his sister all the time. That's partly why he started to ride to school on his bike in a morning...to get away from her. He didn't get why whenever they were at home she'd avoid him like the plague or torment the crap out of him but then would want to spend time with him if he said he was doing something with me.

It was those times when she was fluttering her eye lashes at me that I missed Bella. She was a simple kind of pretty...and didn't need to use other things to aid that beauty.

When I got home that afternoon my father was sat waiting for me on the doorstep.

"Hey dad what's up?" I asked growing more worried by the moment.

He didn't usually get in for another hour and he certainly didn't wait around on the front porch for me to come home.

"Sit with me Edward." He smiled as he glanced to the empty space beside him.

O...k.

I sat down and look at him nervously.

He sat on the step with his knee's apart and his hands clasped together resting on them.

Unconsciously I mirrored his position and stared at the street in front of me.

"I hear you've been doing a lot of laundry recently?" He started to inquire

O oh.

"Ye..ah." I squirmed uncomfortably with the conversation he had picked.

"Want to talk about it?" He asked while he stared at the world around us also.

"How do you mean?" I gulped as a film of sweat started to form on my fore head and my palms became clammy.

"I remembered when I suddenly took an interest in laundry...Look Edward, you're growing up fast and your body is changing..."

I screwed my eyes up and held my breath. I really didn't want to have this conversation with my dad...that's what sex ed was for at school.

"...and reacting in new ways that probably feels strange and good too but..." He was going into doctor Cullen mode and I had to stop him.

"Dad..." I looked at him imploringly. "I'm not doing...that. I mean...not on purpose at least." I couldn't help the fierce crimson mask that crept over my face and neck.

"Good...good. I'm glad to hear it." He looked relieved and stood abruptly, leaving me in no doubt that the conversation was over and he was saving us both from dire embarrassment.

I let out a shaky breathe.

"Dad!" I stopped him as he was going through the door.

"Yes son." He smiled.

"It does get easier right?...To control I mean." I asked bashfully before looking back to the ground.

He sighed and sat back down.

"Yeah Edward...It does. It's all new at the moment and you have so many hormones running riot inside you that it'll feel like it's out of control. In a few years they'll settle somewhat and it will get easier I promise."

"A few of years?" My eyes went wide as I thought about the prospect and I groaned.

He chuckled and patted me on the back. "Yep...Oh by the way, You've got some mail in the house." With that he stood and entered our home.

I sighed and followed him, making a bee line for the side table and the letter I'd been looking forward to getting all week.

I followed my usual routine and took it to my room. The scent hit my nose as I ripped it open and caused my body to react again.

"A few more years of this? You've got to be kidding me!" I had a feeling though that this kind of reaction would be welcomed one day...In fact, I was certain of it.

I unfolded the letter and read it

Dear Edward,

Thank you for the heads up on Alice and Emmett

Jasper sounds cool, Is he the same age as us?

You think I'm pretty?"

Again I had a head rush and it wasn't to the one sat on my shoulders.

It's weird to know someone is in my old house and making it theirs.

I hope they don't change it too much.

My mom's job is going really well and I'm settling into school ok too

with the help of Alice and Emmett; Having him around is like having

a big brother; it's great.

I felt a pang of resentment towards my cousin that she was describing him in such a way and that he would get to spend the time I couldn't with her.

I'm getting used to Boston slowly too.

Hey guess what? My mom has a date! Can you believe it? I didn't

think she had it in her,; plus she's all old and stuff...yuck. His name

is Phil Martin and he's really nice. He plays minor league baseball

too. They knew each other when they were kids but lost touch over

the years. Turns out he works at the same place my mother does

when he's not playing and they hit it back off again.

I think he might be good for her because she's smiling again, and I mean

really smiling! And she's started to hum when she's attempting to cook

which she hasn't done since before Charlie left her. I'll spare you the

details of how she's started to sing in the shower; I had to be cruel to

be kind and informed her she shouldn't give up her day job.

It made me think about you when she told me that they use to be

friends, You know back when dinosaurs roamed the earth and man

walked on all four's,

I laughed at her choice of description and turned over onto my back so I was more comfortable.

Anyway, it made me think about us and how I never ever EVER

want to be without you as my best friend. It's starting to worry me

know that maybe I'm getting a little too comfortable here and

Phoenix will soon become no more than a memory, a distant one

that I'm unable to visualise properly. I'm scared I'll forget the sound

of your voice or the feel of your hand in mine. Promise me that we'll

always write to each other no matter what...even when you run off

and get married and start a life of your own...Promise me we won't b

e like my mom and Phil and lose out on so many years of contact.

Always still means forever right?

I couldn't believe she even had to ask that but I noticed the tell tale salty water marks on the paper and knew she needed the reassurance, it had been so long since I could hug her and look her in the eyes until she was left in no doubt how much she meant to me.

When I told her aways it was a promise of sorts and it was one I didn't intend on breaking...ever.

Well I guess I better go, Phil will be here soon and I want to give

him the third degree and tell him I want my mother home at a

reasonable hour.

Love always,

Bella.

*Waves goodbye to the sweet and innocent duo and says hello to raging hormones*

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