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Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight series nor do I own the Twilight characters, but i do own a ticket to the Twilight movie!


Bella POV

I was packed and ready for my weekend at the Cullen's home. Well, my bag was ready, me, not so much. I would be leaving early tomorrow morning so I could have breakfast on my way to the Cullen's home. They wanted me to spend the weekend getting to know their two children and their children's friends. I was not too sure if I would get along with them, especially since Esme informed me of Alice's shopping obsession, but I figured I could spend my time with Esme if I did not like them.

I woke up early on Saturday morning around seven. I showered and was in my car by eight on my way to get something to keep me awake at Starbucks.

I walked into Starbucks and smelled the rich coffee as I stood in line. When I got to the counter, the cashier was openly checking me out and quite frankly giving me the creeps. I quickly ordered a Double Chocolaty Chip Frappuccino® Blended Crème with whipped cream and a brownie so I could get away from him as soon as possible. It is not much of a breakfast, but it is delicious nonetheless.

I raced out of there as soon as they handed me my order and continued toward my destination. As I was driving I wondered about the people I was about to meet and spend a weekend with. Knowing Carlisle for two years and speaking to Esme frequently over the phone I know how nice they are. I was hoping that with two nice parents the children must be just as friendly and hopefully only become friends with other friendly people. I should not be worrying so much but I just could not help it. What if they were all friendly, but they just did not like me?

By the time I arrived at the Cullen's, I was completely freaked out and my palms were a little bit sweaty. I sat in my car for a few minutes taking full deep breaths before finally deciding to get out. I went to my trunk to get my black and blue polka dotted duffel bag. When I got back around to the front of the car, I saw Carlisle stepping out of the house dressed for work. At the door stood a beautiful woman watching me, as I got closer to the house, she must be Esme.

Carlisle grabbed my bag as he greeted me before introducing Esme and me. "Bella, this is my wife Esme. Esme, this is Isabella Swan."

"Good morning Mrs. Cullen, thanking for inviting me this weekend." As soon as the words left my mouth, she was enveloping me in a warm hug, immediately causing me to relax.

"Bella dear, it is so nice to finally meet you in person, but please call me Esme; we have already become acquainted over the phone." As she let me go, I saw Carlisle come back outside sans my bag. When did he go inside?

"Well I'm off to the hospital for a few hours; I should be home by three, call me if you need anything. Esme, I hope you can keep my dear Bella here safe from self-inflicted injury."

"Like you said Carlisle, 'self-inflicted injury'; no one can keep me safe from myself." I answered back causing the three of us to chuckle.

After we waved to Carlisle as he pulled out of the driveway, Esme turned to me and her sparkly blue eyes met my boring brown ones. "Come on Bella, I'll show you where you are staying and give you a tour of the house."

The house was absolutely beautiful. One side of the house was completely made of glass. It made the living room look open and inviting, but that could have just been the company. We decided to start at the third story, where I would be staying, and work our way back down to the main story.

The first room we went into on the third story was the room I would be staying in. It was blue, with a queen-sized bed that had nice blue and brown bedding. Esme told me she redesigned the room after the first time we spoke on the phone. She said she had a feeling I would be here at some point in time and the room was meant to be mine. It was sweet of her and I could not stop my self from hugging her tightly. There were two more rooms on this floor, her son Edward's and another guest room. The guest room was white and green and the same size as, I guess now, my room. Edward's room was the biggest of the three and one of his walls was the glass wall that took over one side of the house. His room had a black and gold color scheme, which was extremely nice in this room. He had a large black leather couch in front of the glass wall facing it and a black baby grand piano on the other side of the glass wall. On the opposite wall of the glass was his king-sized bed with black and gold sheets. Another wall housed his extensive CD, movie, and book collection. Edward's room also had a private bath as well. There was another bathroom on this floor between my room and the guest room, with a shower and a Jacuzzi tub.

The second floor had Alice's room, a guest room that belonged to Alice and Edward's friends and an office shared by Carlisle and Esme. Alice's room was a mixture of colors, but very tasteful and fun looking. The friend's room had a red and navy color scheme. Alice's room was like Edward's with the private bath and glass wall, but her room was smaller than Edward's was because they had expanded her closet. All of the rooms on the second and third floors had large walk-in closets.

The entity of the basement was Carlisle and Esme's bedroom, minus a small area reserved for the laundry room. The main story of the house was by far my favorite. It was probably because of the enormous gourmet style kitchen. As soon as I walked in to that kitchen, I fell in love. The backyard was so perfect. They had a large pool with a diving board and slide and a Jacuzzi hot tub. The backyard patio had comfortable patio furniture including a porch swing and rocking chair. The backyard was full of century old trees and even had a few tire swings attached to some of them. In addition, a well-kept swing set was big enough for adults to use comfortably.

During my tour of the house, we spoke about anything and everything that came to mind. I told her about growing up in Phoenix with Renee to moving in with Charlie then going off to college in Florida where Renee had moved. She told me how Alice's boyfriend Jasper and his sister Rosalie had grown up with Alice and Edward despite the age differences, then how they met Rosalie's fiancé when they went off to college. Esme also told me about the last few of Edward's girlfriends of which no one was to fond of, especially the latest one.

As we were making lunch in my dream kitchen, Esme told me I was welcome in the house at any time even if to only come to use the kitchen. At that we both laughed knowing there might be times when the kitchen would be my only real reason to visit.

After lunch, we continued our relaxed conversation on the porch swing in the backyard while we waited for Carlisle to come back from the hospital. Once he did get home we gave him some of the leftover lunch Esme and I made and continued our conversation about nothing in particular. Carlisle asked how we were getting along and he told us about his day at the hospital. Apparently, he has no other patient like me and he got a little bored knowing I would not be coming in with a new injury and story.

While we were outside, we heard some car doors and talking coming from the front of the house. Carlisle turned to us, "I guess the kids are home." For some odd reason I felt even more nervous meeting the Cullen kids than I even felt meeting Esme or even going to the hospital.

We stepped on to the front porch and I looked at the scene in front of me. There were a total of five of them. A very small pixie like woman with spiky black hair attached to a tall blond man, a blonde woman who looked like a swimsuit model and had to be related to the tall blond man, and a huge man, who looked like he could crush anything with the flick of a wrist. The big guy was speaking to by far the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. He had bronze colored hair that lay in total disarray on top of his head and a muscular but lean body.

Once I realized I was staring I looked away only to lock eyes with the small pixie who was smiling at me and giving me a knowing look. She must be Alice; therefore, the man I was ogling had to be Edward.

That is when I heard it, from a voice I thought I would never hear again, "Jelly Belly?!"

My only response was the same response I gave when I was little and I heard that greeting, therefore it should have come to no surprise to him when I turned around and screamed right back…

"Jammy Emmy?!"


AN: The chapter on Friday will be from Edward's point of view and it will include how Emmett and Bella know each other. Although until then you are welcome to guess at how they know each other, I think there might have been a small clue in this chapter. Before Friday I might put up a small chapter from Esme's point of view about the time she spent with Bella, but I'm not sure yet.