A/n – Wow! I got over 20 reviews! Totally Happy-making!
Kay, I have some questions to answer then. Alice, Jacob, Jasper, and Edward are all Bella's age, Emmett and Rosalie are nine. C Jake gave Bella a hug because he was living with his mom and he hadn't seen her in forever. And he liked her. So I hope that answers some questions.
People said that the kids sounded older than 7. Ha-ha I would have to agree with you, I'm not too good at doing that kind of thing. SOO I have decided to make them a little bit older. (Okay, so 14 is more than a little bit.) This one should fit better with the age group. Hopefully?
Sorry about the longish a/n.
I don't own anything. Sigh
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Seven years later, the Cullen's and the Swans are the best of friends. Jake is currently living with his Mother, in South Carolina.
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Clink. Clink. Clink.
I grumbled as I stuck my hand out to shut off my Alarm Clock, but then realized that my clock woke me up with a Music Alarm, and it was Saturday. Humph. Maybe it was my imagination. But I knew that I wasn't that creative, so I just sat there and hoped it was the old house.
Clink. Clink. Clink.
Well, I wasn't counting on it. I sat up in my bed, immediately wishing I hadn't. Slowly standing up, I pattered to my door, yanking it open, expecting to see Jasper or Rosalie or one of my parents standing there, but there was nothing.
Clink. Clink. Clink.
This time, I recognized that the clinking came from behind me, like a rock on a glass window. Could it be a rock on a window? Maybe.
Clink. Clink. Clink. Clink.
I rolled my eyes as I walked over to my bedroom window, and looked down on Edward Cullen, who was getting ready to throw another pebble. I sighed as I pulled it open, just as he launched the little rock. It flew past my head and landed on the wooden floor. Wood plus rock
"Holy Crow, are you trying to kill me or something, Edward?"
I said, not really whispering, but being quiet at the same time, while Edward was trying his best to hold back a smile. "Sorry, Bella. Anyway, thank you for finally waking up. Do you know how long I've been here, tossing my mothers garden pebbles?"
I flushed scarlet, remembering that I had been dreaming about an owl or something knocking on my window, for a really long time.
"Sorry… I'm a heavy sleeper."
"Yeah, I gathered that. Anyways, is it alright if I come up for a bit? I have to talk to you."
I just nodded and said, "Kay, but don't wake up my parents!"
Speaking of which, what time was it? I glanced at the clock, which read 5.27 AM. Holy Crow, he had better have a good reason for waking me up, and sneaking in. or out.
I walked over to my rocking chair and slumped down to think.
What was Edward doing at my house at five thirty in the morning? If he wanted to talk to me, there was my phone… But then again, he was Edward. And Edward had some pretty crazy ways of doing things. I just shook my head, trying to clear it of things that didn't make any sense.
Thud!
I lifted my head up, and there was Edward, who appeared to be dusting himself off. I looked at him, and wondered how he was here when I hadn't heard my door open.
"Good morning, Sunshine!"
I rolled my eyes as he sat down on my bedspread, and I asked him how he got here.
"Emmett dropped me off."
Oh, right. He had his license already. But that isn't what I meant. "Here in my bedroom, I mean? Without managing to wake Jazz?"
"Jasper isn't here." What? Of course he was. He was here last night, and he wouldn't sneak out without telling me first. I didn't feel like getting up to check, so I asked him where he was.
"He snuck out at about four this morning -"
"What?"
That wasn't like him. He was Jasper, and Jasper didn't sneak out. Ever. And it was four in the morning, too. Humph.
"Let me finish! Jasper snuck out with Alice, Emmett, and I. We would have brought you, but you wouldn't wake up. would have come to get you, but you wouldn't wake up."
I rolled my eyes at him, and then wondered why the heck he was sneaking out.
"So… why are you here? Instead of jasper, I mean?"
"Oh. Jasper had a little bit
He hesitated before he answered. "You know the vacant lot that sits across from the Thriftway?"
I nodded, I had been there many times before with Angela and Alice, there was the best tree to study in, and it was so quiet and peaceful. I loved it.
"Well, they want to put a Sarah Belle's up."
My eyes widened. That store was like… well… I couldn't think of a good idiom this early in the morning. "A Sarah Belle's? Are you SERIOUS? That's totally awesome!"
Edward's eyes widened. "Bella? Aren't you forgetting something?"
"Forgetting something?"
"The tree?"
Oh. Right. "Shoot. But it's a Sarah Belle's! That is so awesome, but so… not awesome."
He furrowed his forehead and said, "That does not make any sense."
I laughed at his expression.
"What?"
"I wouldn't have to explain this to a girl."
He rolled his eyes and said, "That's one of the perks of having me for a best friend."
Perk? I think not. But whatever.
"And it isn't just the tree, Bella. They can't build there."
"What do you mean?"
"Come on, I'll show you."
It was times like these when I was glad I chose to shower at night. He stood up and held his hand out to me; I took it and he helped me up from my bed.
"Okay, but I have to leave a note for my mom." And do various other things.
He nodded and said he'd be outside. First, I walked over to my closet and grabbed the first thing I saw: a black sweat suit. I quickly yanked my feet through the pant legs and I just put the jacket on over the camisole that I had slept in. Not paying any attention to anything in particular, I put my hair up in a messy ponytail and ran to my bedside table, and grabbed the notepad and a pen and started scribbling on the page.
Mom
We're with Alice, Edward, and Emmett. I have no idea when we'll be back, but it should be sometime soon. If you need me, call. I have my cell. If you can't get a hold of me, call someone else. They all have theirs, I think.
Love you much, Bella.
I took a minuet to study my handiwork, and then I left it on the refrigerator down stairs where my mom wouldn't miss it. I turned and ran out the door, shutting it with just a little too much force. I stopped walking for just a moment, to see if I could hear my mom getting up, but there was nothing. I jogged down the steps.
"You ready to go, then?"
I nodded, and then looked around, as I realized something. "We're walking."
Edward looked at me and said, "You have a problem with walking?"
I sighed; walking wasn't exactly my problem.
"My slow, klutzy side usually decides to show up at times like these. You, of all people, should know that."
He just laughed and for a moment, I was tempted to stick my tongue out at him like the three year old I was.
We were about half way down the street when I heard my name.
"ISABELLA MARIE SWAN!"
I turned around, expecting to see my mom, but no. It was Rosalie. Crap, crap, crap.
"Rosalie, listen-"
"No, you listen to me, young lady! You turn right back around this instant!"
I shook my head and started to speak, but Edward beat me to it.
"Rose, look. Bella is coming with me to an empty lot. Alice and Emmett are there, and there is something we need to deal with." I noticed he didn't say Jasper.
Rosalie sighed, and said, "Bella, come on-"
"Rose, please! Be the big sister every girl wants to have, I'm begging you!"
She sighed and said, "You know what? Fine. One condition, though. I get to go with you."
It was going to be a long day.
Cliffhanger? Just a little bitty one. Kind of. Ha-ha.
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