AN: Okay, so i know i didn't put a long Authors note on the last chapter, so im going to put one on the bottom.
There is minor swearing, thats why its rated T. D

Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful book, of all things twilight.

BPOV ( 10 years later )

I wanted to cry, but I couldnt.

I had been sitting on the couch in Charlie's old house.

Not too long after I went missing, Charlie had gotten into an car accident, killing him instantly. I missed Charlie, but I knew he was probaly partying in heaven, waving my eternal damnation in front of my face.

Sure, I wanted this before, but now it wasn't so great.

When Charlie died, his house went up for sale. I had to take it.

I had worked up enough money, working part time at a fashion magazine. So I had more than enough.

I repainted the walls brown, repainted the kitchen white, I changed all the furniture, except for the living room. Everything in the living room stayed, the couch, carpet and TV. The only thing changed was the wall colour.

But, Today was a bad day.

Today was the day of all days I hated the most. September 13. My Birthday.

"Bella!" I looked over the couch, sure enough there was my best friend Dylan. I had found Dylan four years earlier. He was a lost fifteen year old caught up in the world of crime. When I found him he was homless, shamelessly walking around Seattle.
I tried to keep my secret around Dylan, but after the first month of living with me, he figured something was up. I told him everything - from Edward, to the Volturi and to Victoria- he took it well. Actually he thought it was the coolest thing ever, and he wanted to become one.

Now I knew how Edward felt, me constantly nagging him for what? this.

I was that annoying? Thats probaly why he left.

" Bella, if you don't get your vampire ass out here right now...I'll.. I'll"

" You'll what?..Light me on fire?" I snickered at the thought.

Here Dylan was- a human - threatening me- a vampire.

" Bells, it will do you no good to sulk on your birthday, its not healthy you know"

I got up off the couch, and walked towards Dylan. He was leaning against the door frame, a half eaten apple in his hand, his brown shaggy hair hiding under his baseball cap. The black and white Linkin Park t-shirt wrinkled, And on the floor was his backpack. Sure he was good looking, but I could think of someone alot better in my eyes.

"Dylan, It's my brithday right?"

" Correct" He took another bite from his apple, trying to hide the smirk playing on his lips.

" Well, then, LEAVE ME ALONE" I flicked his hat off his head, and ran into the kitchen.

Dylan appeared not to long after, fixing his hat and holding the apple in his mouth.

"Bella, What i'm trying to say is, you shouldn't be here, on your brithday. You should be partying"

What was he trying do?, I wasn't going to leave the house, was he crazy? Did he accidently fall before entering the house?

"Dylan, honey, sweetie, Have you been sniffing to much glue?" I pretended to look concerned.

He smiled, and tried to give a stern look." You have 3 minutes, to get your vampire butt upstairs, packed and ready to go"

Yes, Dylan was a human. And yes I could probaly kick his ass. But, Dylan was alot scarier than a vampire when he wanted something done, almost like Alice.
I grimaced.

" 2 minutes!..go, go, go"

I ran past him, to get upstairs. Charlie's room was now mine, and my room was Dylan's.

I packed a small bag, a few t-shirts, pants and pajamas. Etc.

I walked back downstairs, into the kitchen where Dylan was sitting eating an orange. I walked up behind him.

" Do you have a strange fetish with fruit, I dont know about?"

" Holy Jeezabus!. for the love of all thats holy!, STOP DOING THAT!"

He dropped his orange.

" Don't deny it Dylan, you love it." I picked the orange up off the ground.

He tried to glare, but the smile giving away at his lips was not helping him.

" Good, you're packed, lets go" He got up from the table, and walked into the front hall.

"Dylan, where pray tell, are we going?"

He spun around, and smiled a full blown smile.

" New York"

Kay, so. Just to clear things up, Dylan is Bellas best friend, So he know's everything, from what happened at her last birthday, to the breakup and to Victoria. Jacob isn't in this story, so think of Dylan as Jacob just without the strange werewolf-ness.

This is a Bella/Edward.

Dont worry, Edward will be here soon Drool

Thanks & Review!!

Sarah

P.s...Review.. and i'll put a topless Edward in the story, maybe even full blown birthday suit!.