Okay I've been tinkering with the idea of an outtake, based on how Edward and Bella meet as kids. We will see little Edward's first reactions to our dear little Bella and his instant need to be with and keep her all to himself… He's a selfish little thing even at the age of 6. I hope you all enjoy this as much as it has been my pleasure to write…
This will be told in Edward POV and it will contain his thoughts on meeting her and his instant pull towards her.
Next I would love to give thanks to my wonderful team. Stephanie (Lvtwilight09), Rachel (TexasBella) and Kyla (TheOnlyKyla) I couldn't do any of this without any of you… Thank you for all the support you give me and for never letting me forget to cross my I's and dot my T's. Thank you and I love you three.
So without much more delay here is the children's first meeting from my story…
Until I saw you…
Chapter Title: First Crush
EDWARD AGE 6
BELLA AGE 4
ALICE AGE 6
EMMETT 9
"Eddie… Eddie… EDDIE!"
I'm startled awake by my obnoxious twin's scream in my ear. I would love to punch her, turn back around, and go back to sleep. But the little 'Tink' has other ideas, and continues screaming in that high pitch only she can reach.
I swear my ears are bleeding, thanks to her.
"Wake up!" she continues without catching her breath. "Come on already, we are all downstairs waiting for you. Mom said we couldn't eat or get ready for the beach til you showed your ugly face downstairs. So… move it mista!"
"Jesus" I say in my head and look towards the roof of my room,
"Why oh why, did you give me a girl full of cooties as a twin?"
Huh?
I continue my private conversation with him and try my best to ignore the little cooties filled girl stomping about all over my room. I swear, she touches my Ninja Turtles or G. I. Joe's and it's on.
I have plans for her Barbie's… I'm just looking for any excuse to hit her where it hurts.
"Didn't your dad, the big guy, a.k.a. God teach you how nasty they are? Dude seriously, she never stops bugging or yelling or just trying to be all up in my Kool-Aid. Tell me Jesus, I thought we were tight."
I swear this is like the 100th time I've asked him and the big guy 'why me', but they ignore me every time.
I finished my daily morning conversation with the little dude a.k.a Jesus and glare at my annoying twin.
"What the hell Ali? Why all the damn yelling? I know we are all going to the beach but it's only…" I trail off and look over at my ninja turtle alarm clock and… I wanna kill her. I mean come on, it's only six a.m.
"Ali for the love of all your ridiculous Barbies, that are so close to being scalped, tell me you have a good excuse for coming into my room at six a.m."
She looks down at the floor and toes the carpet. I know all her tricks, but she won't be getting off that easy. I'm so sick of the 'princess' of the house constantly coming in here, bugging me and constantly getting me in trouble.
"Well Ali I'm waiting, what's the deal?"
She looks up at me trying to give me her 'I get anything I want' pout and says…
"Well Daddy said that if you got up, we could leave. So that's what I'm doing, I'm waking you up. I wanna go now Eddie, so hurry the heck up!"
Stomping her foot as if to drive her point home at the end her rant, she marches over and grabs the glass of water next to my bed.
I think for a minute that she's done now and just thirsty after all that talking. I never pay attention to her or the glass. But the next thing I know, my face and shirt are soaked with ice cold water.
I jump out of bed faster than she expected and I have her pinned on her stomach as I give her an atomic wedgie.
"Ahhhhhhh… Let go Edward!"
Her screaming is cracking me up, and the more she tries to wiggle out of my grasp… the harder I pull.
"DADDY HEEEEELP!"
Her screaming is sure to get Dad up here to protect his 'princess,'but she won't get away with her bratty crap this time. If I have to resort to operation 'Barbie's scalp,' which also includes bleaching all her Disney costumes, so be it.
She has now resorted to crying and acting as if I'm killing her…
Girls are so dramatic, I swear.
Our daddy kills people all the time…I've seen it.
I've never seen them cry out and go all drama queen on him. I only saw one guy get all emo, as my brother calls them. But Daddy got all up in his face and screamed "Take it like a man" and "Grow a pair will ya?" Whatever that means.
I was so lost in the memory of Dad shooting the guy in the wee-wee, that I never noticed when he came into my room.
Now regularly I would have let go and let her cry about how mean I am, but I can't get rid of the image of the guy screaming that his wee-wee was blown off. I know that hurts because two weeks ago I pushed Ali in the mud on a rainy day and she kicked me there…
Can we say ouch!
Now don't go around telling anyone, but I cried a little that day.
Daddy said it was normal, but I'm a tough guy and I can't go around being a pussy.
Whatever that… means.
Emmett's exact words were…
"Quit being a pussy Eddie, real men don't cry."
Mom heard him and washed his mouth out with soap, he wasn't laughing after that.
Right, well getting back to Dad. I never heard him come in, but the man's voice carries just like Emmett's. So when he said…
"For fuck's sake will you two cut it out? How many times do I have to tell you boy? No giving your sister wedgies on Saturdays."
I looked up and gauged his face for how much trouble I was in. He was smirking a bit and trying to keep a serious face, but his eyes were doing that weird smiling thing Mom's always talking about.
So I could easily tell, he wasn't that… pissed. He would have automatically yanked me off and told me I was punished.
Don't get me wrong, I was still worried. But when I heard his slight chuckle, I knew I was in the clear.
I smirked knowing I could punish the brat a little bit more, and no one would stop me
I was so ready to execute the Mega Atomic Wedgies on her that Em had shown me last week but when Mom entered the room and put an end to all my fun.
"Edward Anthony Cullen! What in God's name are you doing to your sister? You release her right this second, or I swear to God I will drop you off at your dad's warehouse and put you on cleaning duty."
We knew never to test Mom's patience when she used that tone. You know which one…that universal mom's tone and look that even brings daddies to their knees.
I released Alice and stepped behind Dad, hoping to escape her wrath and not have to go clean up that yucky warehouse. My dad's men were all pigs; the things you saw in that bathroom made you run for the hills and beg to meet the fishies.
"Mom, she started it. I was sleeping minding my own Kool-Aid when she dumped water all over me and started screaming. I just reacted because she scared me."
I was hoping she fell for it and let me be, but Alice just had to open her mouth.
"Nuh uh Mom, he's lying. He knew it was me and attacked me for no good reason. I was just waking him up gently; you know I would never be mean to him. I love my brother. Somehow the glass tipped over and spilled all over him. And before I could explain, he flew at me."
I glared at her for partially lying, but Mom caught it, and tore into me.
"That is not how we treat each other in this family, Edward. I'm so disappointed in your behavior right now. You better apologize and I do mean right this second! We have a long morning ahead of us, and we still have to eat breakfast before we head to the beach."
She stood there glaring at me with her hands on her hips. She was impatiently waiting for me to apologize, but when the minutes started passing and I wouldn't, the all mighty foot tapping started.
I hated when Mom was mad at me, so I gave in, and said a weak…
"Sorry Ali."
Alice just looked at me with a smug look on her face, grabbed her daddy's hand and left my room. Dad never said a word. He just laughed and took his merry behind down the stairs.
Once he got to the bottom of the stairs he just called over his shoulder and asked Mom to go down stairs and serve the 'kids' breakfast, while he loaded the car with all our beach stuff."
Mom huffs a little at his commanding tone, but bends down and kisses my cheek. "Baby, I know she pushes your buttons and gets out of hand, but you need to find other ways of getting back at her. You cannot and will not hit her or give her wedgies. Are we clear?"
I nod my head, but don't look up at her in my shame. I hate having my mother mad or disappointed in me. I love her and so I promise to behave and hug her middle, laying my head on her tummy.
She runs her fingers through my hair and kisses my head. She tells me she loves me, and to please hurry up and get ready for a day at the beach.
I let her go and head to my bathroom to take a pee and get dressed. I grab my super cool ninja turtles swim trunks and a tank and put on my sneakers with no socks. Mom might get mad but really who needs socks at the beach?
Running down the stairs, I see Em and Ali sitting down eating waffles. I take the seat next to them and load mine with syrup and dig in. They are so good and I hum in approval earning me a chuckle from Mom…
Emmett is the first to finish his breakfast, not a real shocker.
He kisses Mom on the cheek, goes out the door and heads straight to the garage to help Dad load the car. Alice, as always, follows but takes it upon herself to tell everyone what to do and who needs to put what where.
And the spoiled princess strikes again.
I on the other hand stayed inside to help Mom clear the table and load the dishwasher. Once everything is back to sparkly clean, we head outside just in time to catch Dad closing the trunk and for Mom to add extra blankets.
We all climb into the huge truck, and finally head to the beach.
It takes a while to get there, but as soon as we see that clear blue water… we start jumping in our seats.
"Kids please sit your hinny's down! I would hate to ask your father to turn around because my three little angels don't know how to behave." We all sit down quickly, look at her with huge smiles and big puppy dog eyes and say "We promise to be on our best behavior Mommy."
She shakes her head as Dad full out laughs, and mutters under her breath…"Best behavior my ass"
I have no idea why her butt has anything to do with our behavior. But since she's smiling and rolling her eyes, I guess it's not a bad thing and let it go.
Emmett entertains us the rest of the way with his never ending list of knock- knock jokes. He got them from this dude he's friends with named Ben.
They're not funny at all and it makes me question the losers he hangs with, but instead of telling him what I think, I just laugh at his stupidity.
Before he starts off with the next one, we make it to the parking lot and get out.
Thank God! I just don't know how much more I could take.
We run off, heading straight towards our usual spot. This part of the beach is always so empty, no one ever comes especially this early and we take full advantage by grabbing the best spot.
We lay down the blankets Mom gave to us before we take off.
We wait for them to come with all our stuff and lather us with sun block so we could go play…
Sun burns hurt… that's all I'm saying.
Emmett and I are the first ones in the water and he holds me in a headlock asking me "Who's your daddy?" Again, I just don't where he gets this stuff.
I see a beautiful girl playing in the sand.
She's so pretty… in a non cooties sort of way. She's wearing a polka dot bathing suit with her brown curls looking wild and blowing in the wind. She looks up and waves and I try to wave back but Emmett hasn't let go.
I really don't want to look like a pussy, like Emmett says… so I elbow him in the ribs and he lets go.
"Damnit Eddie, that hurt, I'm telling Mom!" Emmett whines.
He's rubbing the sore spot I left him, acting like I killed him…
I swear he's more sensitive than Alice at times.
I pull him down by his ear and point to the little princess playing in the sand. He chuckles and tells me to "Go be a pimp and get her."
I'm so telling mom to cut off our MTV.
I leave him there and walk towards the cutie. I'm about half way there when Emmett decides to continue his 'rapper talk' and starts yelling.
"You're a pimp Ed go and make me proud." I was so embarrassed, but no he didn't stop there, "Use your mad skillz son." And to top off my flaming red face he says. "I know you have game, so go pick up that shorty."
He's killing me.
I am so close to her now.
She had the sweetest smile with one dimple on her cheek. I wanted to run to the ice cream man and ask for a double scoop of strawberry ice cream, just so she would smile at me.
But since the embarrassment Emmett has caused me was still all over my face, I headed straight for Dad instead. He had to know what to do, right?
"Hey Dad, can we talk for a minute?" I asked as my face slowly returned back to normal.
"Sure son, what's up?"
I toed the sand and thought of the best way to describe what was happening to me when he chuckled and said…
"You look like a man with his first crush. Is that what's got you so torn up son?" I looked up, and saw him smile at me as I nodded… answering his question.
"Well, who is this lucky lady my boy? Is she the little cutie sitting over by the sand looking frustrated because her sand castle won't stand? Because if she is, I would go over and help if I was you."
I blushed a bit at his eagle eye and hugged him saying a quick "Thank you," and went over to the little doll sitting in the sand.
I heard her before I even made it half the way. She was stomping her foot, with her hand on her hip, and shooting nasty stares at the sand. I chuckled at how cute she looked and when she heard me she made her way over to me and poked me in the chest.
"What's so funny, bean stalk?"
I had to laugh at her tough guy act cause she looked so cute in a non cootie having girly way. She stomped her foot again and gave me a nasty look and went back to her horrible looking sand castle. I swear that thing looked like a big pile of doggie doo instead of a castle.
"You're doing it all wrong, princess," I said to my girl. She huffed under her breath, looked at me with those big chocolaty looking eyes and said.
"I'm a big girl bean stalk; I don't need your help. My daddy says when I grow up men will fall at my feet, whatever that means. And I can do whatever boys do and do it better, so there."
She stuck her tongue out at me, and continued huffing about making the pile of doo bigger.
I gave her a smile because she sure was sassy and said "Well you're not all big, now! Your sand castle sucks, major sucks. So why not let me teach you how the big boys do it?"
She stood there looking between me and her castle for a few minutes. She knew it sucked and had no choice but to let me help. She huffed again and nodded her head yes, making her beautiful curls bounce up and down.
We spent the whole day just building castles and watching the water tear them down. She would giggle every time the waves crashed on her feet, and I loved that giggle. She talked to me about her mommy and daddy having important jobs and that they traveled a lot.
I told her that mine were very important people too.
Alice at some point wanted to come over and play but I shooed her away with the threat of a mass Barbie massacre. I didn't want to share her with my sister. God knows she would have dragged her to play dollies and I wanted to just play with her, in the sand, making castles.
Sooner than I would have liked, we had to go. I hated saying goodbye. But my mom and her mommy promised we could play again soon, so with a hug and a kiss on the cheek I said goodbye.
I have never had so much fun in my life, especially with a girl. I hope we can see her again soon; maybe I'll even let her play with all my Ninja Turtle's.
Okay, before I let you all flood my inbox with reviews *wink, wink* I wanted to let you all know this is the piece I donated to the Fandom for Leukemia and Lymphoma fundraiser…I actually wasn't planning on the time line where I would be able to post to coincide with where we are in the story, but being that the reveal is only two to three chapters away I thought this would be cute for a fundraiser and let u get a glimpse of their connection as kids…
Now don't kill me but this is it for the week…next we pick up where we left off and the countdown to Bella finding out commences…I have so many surprises in store, see u next week!
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