Holy Hell i've missed you guys!

i'm so so so sorry that i haven't uploaded in a while, but WOW so many things are different here!

even some of the words you guys use is different!

but that was expected, and off topic of this story.

SO THIS IS THE BEGINNING OF NEW MOON IN THIS FANFIC!

chapter 1 or new moon twilight swap, and i'm pretty happy with it.

i didn't have time to go back over and read through the first couple chapters of New Moon by Stephenie Meyer, but i wanted to start this off with a light, happy feeling sort of... :D

i hope you guys enjoy it!

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*****all characters belong to Stephenie Meyer*****

~Marie


June 15, 2013

EPOV

My old truck trudged through the rain and mud, passing the few shops that dotted the main road of Forks before slipping onto a back road. I found an old CD a few days ago and was now listening to the random tracks while I turned onto a winding driveway.

My phone buzzed on the bench seat beside me, and I checked the screen after parking beside a stack of boulders.

Three text messages, and two emails, but surprisingly nothing else.

I would have thought with my birthday coming up in a couple of days, Renee would have blown up my phone a little bit more. I scrolled through the messages, just a simple 'miss you Eddie!' and a picture of her and Phil at their new house in Jacksonville.

It began to mist outside again and I grimaced at the blur of colors that were slowly falling across my windshield.

BAM!

I jumped and then rolled my eyes when I saw Emmett grinning devilishly on the other side of the cab. There were two hand shaped dents on the passenger door, but he swung it open and popped the old metal back into place.

"Get your ass inside now," his eyes glinted with annoyance and entertainment.

"Why did you call me?"

"Because, you need to come and fucking fix this!"

I groaned and slid out of the truck, hunching my shoulders against the rain that was falling heavier and heavier by the minute. Emmett disappeared back in the house, echoing laughter drifting from the inside as I climbed the steps at a normal human speed—making sure not to slip on the pooling water on the front porch—and pushed my way through the front door.

It sounded like an argument was coming from the living room and I followed the noise down the hall. Emmett was leaning against the wall, his towering figure looking out of place in the room full of wide eyed women.

Rosalie was curled up on Emmett's recliner, wearing one of his jerseys that was more of a dress on her, Alice was sitting on the floor clutching a pillow to her small chest and leaning against the couch behind her, and Bella, my Bella, was sitting on the couch with wide golden eyes.

"What's going on," I asked at the sight of their shiny eyes.

I've learned a lot of things about Vampires. One of the things being that they cannot cry, but their eyes will get glossy and look almost tear filled, and the expression that crosses their face is absolutely heartbreaking when they're sad.

Bella pulled her gaze away from the sixty inch flat screen on the wall in front of her and bit her lip as her eyes seemed to fill with more tears.

"Bella? Are you okay," I walked over to her and sat on the couch beside her.

"It's so sad…" She flicked her eyes back to the screen and scooted closer to me.

"What is, love?" I asked and wrapped my arms around her.

Alice sniffled by my knee and leaned against my leg, "the leprechaun died."

I looked down at her spiky halo and then to Emmett on the far wall. I was beyond confused and he simply rolled his eyes and waved a hand at the TV.

"He's not a real leprechaun, Alice," he sighed, "he's just Irish."

"Shhh!" she waved her hands at him and bounced in her seat while a woman on the screen began singing karaoke in an empty bar.

Oh, it's a chick-flick, I shook my head and pushed away the worried thoughts from a few seconds ago.

I didn't think Vampires watched movies that much, but they are females, so I guess certain things don't change when you become immortal.

"Bella, wh—"

All three girls snapped their gazes to me, "SHHHHHHH!"

I pressed my lips together and hold in the chuckle as their eyes widen and they watch a woman walking down a road in the middle of the mountains in Ireland. I leaned against the couch, allowing Bella to curl against my side and rest her head on my chest while I rubbed small circles into her back.

Emmett was about to leave, but he caught one look of Rosalie's pained expression as a woman on the screen talked about being pregnant, and grumbled as he walked over to the recliner. In one fluid motion, Rosalie was lifted from the overstuffed chair, Emmett slid onto the cushion beneath her, and she adjusted herself so that her head was pressed to his neck but she could still peek out at the screen.

Bella was still immersed in the movie, but her fingers began to play along the collar of my shirt, and I brought her hand to my lips so I could kiss her knuckles.

She giggled and snuggled deeper into my side and the cushions while the main character's voice began to narrate a scene of her and her mother driving up to a barn.

Some happy-go-lucky music drowned out her voice and the camera panned over the landscape of what I guessed was Ireland again.

"That was so…sad," Alice sighed and scratched her spiky halo that she had been tugging on.

While I was holding Bella, I caught sight of Emmett cupping Rosalie's face in his large hand and he whispered something to her before kissing her forehead. Bella tensed slightly and Alice looked up to us with a worried look.

Her eyes glazed over for a few seconds, and Bella nodded then glanced over to her blond sister. They shared a look and Rosalie's eyes narrowed slightly before she dragged Emmett out of the room. She threw a glare at me before disappearing down the hallway, but I had grown used to those looks from her.

I jumped slightly as a door slammed in the back of the house.

"Nice to see Rosalie in her usual, happy mood," I sighed and began rubbing Bella's back again.

Jasper popped his head into the room, glanced at the screen, and flickered over to Alice's side when he saw that the movie was over. He was tense in the way he sat down by his mate, and I was confused before Bella tapped her temple.

"I can't handle those mushy, melodramatic movies," Jasper explained and gave a playful shudder as Alice pouted beside him.

"I like those 'mushy, melodramatic' movies," she whined and shifted to lay her head in his lap and straighten out her legs, "but you never wanna watch them with me."

"It's nothing to do with you darlin'," he smiled down at her and began stroking her short, spiky locks, "it's just all those emotions, all at once…it's kind of difficult."

"Hmm…" she puckered her mouth and giggled, "maybe we should work on those feelings…"

"Oh really," he smirked and his voice almost came out as a purr, "and when do you want to get started on my…feelings?"

"Mmm…now," she giggled again and hauled him to his feet before flickering out of the room.

Now Bella was the tense one in the room and she groaned as the faint sound of laughter came from upstairs. I continued rubbing circles along her back and trained my gaze on the elaborate bouquet of roses in the corner of the room. A thud came from above our heads and Bella jumped up from her seat.

"Hey," I reached up and gently wrapped her hand with mine, "is everything—"

"We need to leave…now," and then she was walking down the hallway, her feet already tucked into a pair of old chucks and her black and the same black and white trench coat from the day she stopped my car from tipping into a ditch slung over her arm.

"Bella, what's wrong?"

She slipped out of the door and led the way across her front lawn before she was engulfed in the thick bushes and shadows of towering spruces.

"Bella," I called out and followed her through the trees, "Hey, Bella…hold on a sec!"

She was curled in a small ball at the roots of a thick tree, shadows of springy ferns interrupting the iridescent glow on her skin.

Her fingers ran through her hair a few times, and her hands were shaking. I walked over to her and knelt in front of her huddled frame.

"Hey," I whispered and brushed a curl from her face, "what's wrong?"

"I can't—" she stopped and took a deep breath, "do you mind if we go somewhere a little farther away?"

She looked up at me with round, glassy eyes, and I gave her a small smile, "of course…where do y—"

Before I could finish my sentence, wind was screaming in my ears and everything was a blur of colors around us. The air was crushed out of my lungs and tightened my grip around Bella's waist as she dove over a bubbling stream and disappeared back into the trees. She narrowed her eyes and then we were falling.

Her hair whipped back from her face and danced around her skull like a wild flame and I bit back the startled noise bubbling in my throat.

We landed silently on a thick tree branch, jostling my body at the sudden halt from the fifty foot free fall, while Bella was as calm and collected as if she had just taken a step out of her door. I sucked in air as my heart pounded against my ribs and Bella gave a short laugh as she pulled me down with her to sit on the rough bark.

She swung her feet back and forth, tucked a loose curl behind her ear, and looked over to me with crisp golden eyes. I was confused by her sudden mood swing, one minute she was teary-eyed and curled in a ball, the next she was smiling and enjoying deep breaths of fresh air as sunlight flooded her profile.

"Bella," I said as I rubbed tiny circles against her knuckles, "do you mind telling me what exactly was going on back there?"

She snapped her gaze away from the brilliant sun-bathed landscape in front of us, and chewed her lip, "just…it was…" she shook her head and turned back to the expanse of trees and mountains, "nothing…"

"It didn't look like nothing," I continued my pattern against her skin and scooted closer to her on the branch.

It was just then that I realized we were perched at the top of a spruce tree, the branches around us so thin they swayed in the wind that played with Bella's mahogany hair.

"It's…it's awkward to talk about," she tugged at a loose strand of her hair that was curling around her waist.

I tucked my arm around her waist, "tell me," I murmured against her hair.

She let out a shaky breath and nuzzled her face against the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply against my skin, "it was…Emmett and Rosalie…and…er…and Jasper and Alice."

"Okay," my voice was slightly weaker than before since her lips were skimming along my neck and collar bones.

"It's hard being telepathic in a house full of couples…" she sighed and her breath hitting my skin made my pulse jump.

I was confused.

Then I remembered the way Alice and Jasper were talking to each other, the banging noise coming from upstairs, and I already know that Rosalie and Emmett were very…active in their romance.

I think I felt heat creeping up my neck as I thought of Bella having to listen to every screaming thought, see every image in each of her family members' minds, and rubbed her arm.

"I didn't…umm…I didn't realize," she was right, this was slightly awkward to talk about since neither of us have ever brought up that in particular topic.

She continued to swing her legs back and forth and rested her head against my shoulder so we could both stare out at the seemingly endless sea of trees in front of us.

"Yeah…see? It is awkward to talk about," she huffed and I smiled at her reaction.

Almost as if she was embarrassed to be discussing this.

"It's not awkward for me to talk about this," I whispered against her temple as she tapped her fingers against her knee.

She froze and looked up at me, "h-have you ever..?"

I smirked at her innocent and startled expression, "no, I haven't, but since we're asking…have you?"

"NO," she shook her head and I laughed at her sudden reaction.

"Have you ever come close," her eyes were almost sad now, "you know, with someone else?"

I felt my eyebrows knit together and pulled her close to me. She buried her face into my chest and I pressed my lips to her hair.

"Bella," I sighed, "no, love. I've only been serious with one person, and that's you. If there were anyone in the world I'd want to do that with, it'd be you, okay? There's never been anyone else."

She began to chew her lip, and I couldn't look away from her ivory teeth grazing her delicate, pink skin.

"I've never been with…" she shook her head and wrapped her arms around me, "you're the only one for me, Edward. I'm here until you find someone else that makes you happier—"

"Hey," I pulled back and cupped her delicate face in my hands, "stop talking like that alright?"

"But, Edward," she gripped my wrists, "it's true. You're going to grow older, and I'm going to stay seventeen…you're going to want kids, and you're going to want to grow old and have a family of your own, and I won't be able to give any of that to you—"

"Bella," I rubbed my thumbs along her cheekbones, "listen to me carefully; you are all I will ever want in this world. Forget the kids, and the family, and the growing old…there's only one thing in this life that I want, and I'm only it between my hands right now. As long as you want me, Bella, I'm here."

She stared up at me, her eyes still glassy, "E-Edward…I'm n—"

I didn't want to hear anymore of her saying she wasn't good enough or that she thought I needed someone who could give me human things for a human life. Her lips were only a few inches from mine and I closed the gap before she could say anything else.

She froze for a few seconds, then melted against me, and I wrapped one arm around her waist and slid the other into her thick curls. Her nails grazed against the skin of my neck and I felt her shudder in my hands.

I broke away to fill my burning lungs with air and pressed my forehead to hers. Our breaths mingled and her eyes poured into my own. I realized, as I stared into her depthless eyes, that everything she said, about growing old and her staying seventeen, was true.

Maybe it doesn't have to be that way though,I thought to myself.

Alice always seemed to get off track during conversations and for some reason they always ended with something she wasn't allowed to tell me.

She could see into the future, I knew that.

And she was always going on about how we are going to end up best friends.

So does that mean, that eventually, I would join their family?

I knew Bella didn't even like what she was, so I doubted she would be willing to change me, but was if I convinced her that there was a way to stay together.

I can't lose you, I wanted to say to her, but my lips were preoccupied, and I decided I would talk to her about it later.

I couldn't think of a life that Bella doesn't exist in.

I wouldn't think of that life.


so the movie that the Cullen girls were watching was P.S. I Love You

it's honestly one of my favorite movies as of last week when we were sitting down eating take out chinese food after a day of unpacking.

once again, my beginning of the New Moon section might be different from the actual book, but i hope you guys like it!

SHOUT OUT to my new Beta: Nightowl01

since she's a brand new beta for me i've been sending her old chapters and hopefully i'll be able to upload some polished pretty chapter with better grammar and so on.

Thank you again for being my Beta Nightowl01 !

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~Marie