First off: THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU so so so so much for all the kind words about my story! I'm glad you're enjoying it! Secondly: The next update will be delayed until Wednesday night! I've got things going on and won't be able to update til then! And Thirdly: I hope you enjoy this chapter. We're getting close to the Edward adventure! This is a shortened chapter. Sorry about that! Once again thanks for the love for this story! :-) Note: Twilight isn't mine. But young Edward is!


"EDWARD! Where are they?" Rose yells from down the hall. Before I answer back, she bursts into my room with furry and starts throwing things everywhere.

"Where are what?" I ask looking up from what I was doing.

"My Barbies, you dumbie!" she yells at me, tossing my blankets on the floor.

"What Barbies do you speak off?" I ask, looking back down smirking.

"You know every well what ones! Where. Are. THEY!" Rose stomps her foot in frustration.

"Probably off doing Barbie things. I don't know. I'm not a Barbie expert." I'm trying my best not laugh.

"Give me my Barbies or I will tell mom!" she threatens.

"Look in my underwear drawer." I snicker

"EEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!," she screams. "Why did you put them in there?"

"I didn't put them there. They walked into my room and decided to have a party with my undies." At this point I'm cracking up.

"Ugh! You're so mean!" Rose walks over and hesitantly opens the drawer. She finds them right on top. She grabs them and slams the drawer shut. "Now I have to sterilize them!" She stomps out of my room.

I shake my head, and go back to what I was doing. I had my plan all figured out. My plan to rescue Bella. And it was a good one too. Well, good for coming out of a 6 year olds mind anyway. But, I knew I couldn't act alone. I was going to need some help. And, it was going to get them in trouble, but they owed me this.

"You may enter the fortress." came the voice from inside. I opened the door and inside, it was dark and messy. The only light came from the video game on the TV.

"Hey little bro! What's up?" Emmett said from the comfort of his black bean bag chair. "Hey Jazz come on! I'm on your team dude!"

"I need your guys help with something. And didn't dad say you weren't aloud to play that game?" I asked, looking at the blood squirting from the zombie's face on the screen.

"Yeah, but who's gonna tell?" Jasper asked from the bean bag next to Emm's.

"I won't, if you help me with something." I said, still standing in the doorway. Their room intimidated me a lot.

"Alright we'll help. But, what are we doing exactly?" Emm asked, pausing his game and flipping the light switch on the wall.

"Well," I say squinting into the light. It was like looking into the sun. "it's gonna be dangerous, and probably get us all in trouble." I start off. Emm and Jazz look excited now. They'll do anything that involves danger. "We're going on a rescue mission."

"Does it involve fighting zombies?" Emm asks. I worry for him sometimes.

"No, it doesn't. It involves saving one of my bestest friends." I say

"And this someone, does their name rhythm with Smella?" Jazz asks smirking.

"How did you know?" I ask

"Well first off, your paper says Saving Bella," Emm says standing up. "Second of all, Mom and Dad were talking about it after dinner."

"And the answer is yes we'll help you." Jazz says standing up next to Emm. Emmett was a good 3 inches taller then Jasper.

"Good, casue I'm going to need all the help I can get." I say, relaxing a bit.

"And how exactly are we going to do this?" Jazz asks.

"It's all right here. Written in purple crayon." I say.

"And where exactly is she?" Emm asks

"She-. . . I don't know." I say. "But with my plan we'll find her."

"Alright. I'm trusting you little bro. But, if we end up dying from zombies, I'm blaming you." Emm smiles.

Yes! My plan to find Bella and beat up the meanies who took her was going to happen.

Don't worry Bella, help is coming. I'm coming.