Hello everyone! Sorry for not updating for the last two weeks, but you see my computer crashed the day I first published the prologue of this story. And I only got my laptop just a few days ago and nothing was saved on there, so I had to start anew. Also I'm not sure if this is a good chapter or not, so I would hope that anybody would try to make me happy and give a review or two? Pretty please? Alright then I'll shut up and I hope that you enjoy!

P.S. Sorry if the story seems a little rushed in the plot, but I have a lot on my mind because my ACT is coming up in a few months so I have to worry about that.

Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer and none of the characters belong to me, sadly.

LATE AUGUST 2008

BPOV

I have no idea on how I got here, but there I am with HIM, lying in our favorite meadow, completely in silence. I turn my head towards him, but I notice that he's not there. I get up to try to find him, but I notice that the sky is darkening to a dark gray and I'm starting to become frantic.

"Edward!" I scream out. But I can not hear a thing; all of the sounds from the surrounding forest die in an instant.

I see a figure coming from the forest towards me. Squinting, I try to make who it is.

"He's not here, he will never come back. You're mine now," the figure quietly says. As he comes closer, I scream.

Next thing I know, I'm thrashing around trying to wrestle away from the arms that are constricting me from running away.

"Bella! Wake up! It's all a bad dream," a familiar voice calls out to me desperately.

Noticing that it is Emmett that is holding me back, I obey his silent command and I stop my movements.

"Sis, are you ok? You were screaming like someone was trying to murder you," Emmett asks full of concern.

"Yeah, I'm so sorry about that. Like you said, it was just a bad dream," I reply nervously.

Emmett nodded his head in understanding. I'm surprised he didn't comment on my dream. I keep having the same dream over and over, mostly since we left.

"Um, Emmett? When are we going to land?" I question him.

"Oh, uh, in about 20 minutes or so. That's why I came back here, to tell you so you can get your shit together."

"Thanks bro, you really have a way with words," I reply sarcastically.

"Haha very funny," he shoots back.

I roll my eyes. As Emmett leaves me alone, I finally decide that I should start to get ready to get off the plane. I rub the back of my neck absentmindedly, trying to get the kinks out. This whole summer has really taken a toll on my body and mind.

I sing to myself the lines to "Only One" by Yellowcard as I go retrieve my bag from the overhead compartment.

I let go

There's just no one who gets me like you do

You are my only

My only one

But lo and behold, the idiot that is Emmett decides to grace my presence once again.

"You're STILL singing that song!?" he asks disbelievingly. "I thought we finally waned you from that!"

"It's a good song!" I reply defensively.

"Stop picking on your sister, if she wants to sing a song don't tell her what to do," Rosalie said coming in. "Oh god, remember when he would only sing Low by Flo Rida? That was the worst month of my life!"

I laughed out loud, remembering the scene very well. Tall, jock Emmett and rap Emmett do NOT mix at all. But I must admit, he did look ridiculous and he was the butt of our jokes for a very long time.

"Hey! That song is awesome, and you know it!" Emmett tried unsuccessfully to get us to agree with him.

"Uh huh, whatever you say babe," Rosalie replied.

I just shook my head at their bickering. I went to leave them alone and went to sit by my parents. They were both reading the London Times that they bought at the airport. I sat right next to my mom and put my head on her shoulder.

She looked over at me and smiled. "Hey sweetie, did you have a nice nap?"

"Well mom, it's sort of hard to nap when Emmett is trying to wake me up. So what do you make of that?" I questioned.

"Oh Bella, did he really? I swear that boy is going to get hit by you or Rose one of these days…." She trailed off staring off into space.

"Ha I wish. No but I was just having, you know, my dream again," I replied embarrassingly.

She looked at my face again and smoothed my hair down with her free hand.

"You're still having those dreams? Don't worry, they'll stop once we get back home," she said reassuringly.

"Yeah Bells, once you're back in your bed you'll stop having those nightmares," my dad told me.

I just nodded my head in agreement and gave them a small smile. But their advice has been the same for the whole summer. I just hoped desperately that once I saw him again, that everything will be ok.

The flight attendant came through from the cock pit and announced to start getting our belongings ready for we would land very shortly.

As I descended from the plane in the Seattle-Tacoma International Airport, Emmett bounded down the stairs and almost pushed me over the railing.

"Ah, it's good to be back in America!" he boomed.

"Dammit Emmett, you pushed me! You could have given me a broken arm or something!" I yelled at him.

"You mean you would have your 3rd broken arm? You would have had a new record!" he said while laughing.

"Both of you will you please stop arguing and get in the car," my dad called out to us.

I stuck my tongue out to Emmett, even though it was childish, for I had nothing better in my mind. He just laughed at me and walked to the car while holding Rosalie's hand.

Walking to the car, I looked around. I hoped in my mind that Edward wouldn't be mad at me.

"Bella, are you coming?" my mom called out to me inside the car.

"Yes I'm coming," I responded.

Once I get in the car, my dad's voice floated over to me, "Ok everyone, we only have a few short weeks before the Belden's arrive, so we better start planning everything once we get home. Oh and the invitations were made back in London so they actually were mailed out a week ago."

I stared out the window and tuned out my parents talking. I thought to myself how difficult it would be to see him again especially once THEY arrive.

All I can hope now is that it won't be as hard as I originally thought.

EPOV

Lying in my bed, I toss my football up in the air while looking at the ceiling. I hum to myself the melody to "River Flows in You" by Yiruma. And my mind starts to wander off again, always thinking about HER. Dammit Edward, I yelled at myself mentally, she doesn't want you, can't you get that through your thick head? Stupid idiot. But everything reminds me of her: the song that I'm humming, my room, my clothes, my football for god sakes.

And no, there is nothing perverted in that statement. It's just that we used to play tag football in my backyard, and when she fell down, she always laughed like crazy. If I could only go back to that time, I will forever be content.

Going back to staring at my ceiling I hear Alice bounding up the stairs and enter my room.

"Edward! For god sakes man, you are not a hermit, so get your butt out of this room right this second!" Alice demanded.

I just shrug my shoulders, not wanting to get into an argument with her. She just huffed in anger and decided that it would be her new hobby to get me out of bed. Ha, as if that would work, the little pixie is too weak for that.

But I spoke to soon. She pulled me out of bed and I landed, hard mind you, on my ass! Brat.

"Ow, that hurt you know!" I yelled at her, while trying to regain feeling in my bottom.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Anyways, before you interrupted me with your self wallowing, I have news for you," she said.

"And that would be…."

"Well," now she looked nervous, what could be so terrifying for her to say? "Um, well I just found out from Jasper thatBellajustcameback," she finished in a rush.

But I understood her very well; you don't have to have super hearing to know what she said.

"Ok," I answered slowly and somewhat in pain.

"That's it? No screaming in anger or running out the door to drive to her house?" she asked disbelievingly.

"Nope, but I am happy that she is back," I then turned to play with my football.

"Uh huh," she said, attempting to analyze my statement.

"Alice," I said in warning. I knew that she would have some sort of plan, she probably will try to drag me to Bella's house so I can confess my love for her. Yeah, I'm definitely up for that. Not.

"Can you please just leave my room now?" I pleaded with her.

"Fine, but you know that you're stubborn right? I was just going to ask if you wanted to drive with me to the store, because I have to pick something up, but I guess you don't want to spend any quality time with me, your only sister," she said while using her puppy dog eyes to lure me in.

I just snorted, not believing anything she said. I just told her goodbye and sent her off on her merry way.

I decided on playing some music, so I pressed shuffle on my iPod and put the headphones in my ears. But before I could do that, my cell rang. I checked who was calling and I noticed that it was Jacob Black. Jake is one of my good friends, and it was none other than Bella that introduced us. Dammit, does everything in my life have some sort of connection with her? I swear if this keeps up, I'm going to go become a monk and pray to god that he'll have mercy on me.

I answered my phone and responded with, "Hey Jake, what's up?"

He answered back with, "You never would have guessed what just happened."

Seriously, does God hate me or something? Does he want me to suffer? I think I will take up on my monk offer, I wonder what my friends will say when they find out I'm running away from my life because everything in my life has a trace of Bella in it. Yeah, that will not go well at all. They'll most likely send me to the nearest mental asylum and I'll get to stay in a white padded cell wearing a straitjacket. Now that is how I want to spend the rest of my life. I shook my head mentally and focused on talking to Jake again.

"Actually I do believe I know what happened, apparently Bella just came back from wherever the hell she was. Am I correct?" I responded bitterly.

"Um, yeah. I wasn't sure if you knew or not, but then again Alice must have told you," Jake trailed off.

"Yeah, so Jake can we please not talk about this? I had my share of annoyance about this whole situation from Alice, and if this keeps up I'm going to hear it from Jasper and my parents. I do not need to hear it from you," I said angrily.

"Ok, sorry Edward. I didn't mean to make you upset, I'll stop," he said.

"Thanks man, sorry but I gotta go. I better go downstairs and eat before Alice comes in my room again and force feeds me cereal like last time," I shuddered.

I could hear Jake laughing on the other end of the phone and wished me good luck with my predicament.

Walking downstairs after talking to Jake had me thinking that maybe I should confront Bella about what happened at the beginning of the summer. I mean, it's just a few weeks until school starts and I don't want school to be awkward for us.

Walking in the kitchen I decided to actually go through with talking to Bella about everything and stop being such a wuss. However on the kitchen counter, I notice an envelope addressed to me. I was shocked: it was from Bella's address! What if she sent me a letter explaining her departure? I agreed to that and ripped the envelope violently, not really paying attention to what was in there.

Taking hold of the thick cardstock, I read the contents of the envelope.

Charlie and Renee Swan request your presence

At a party in honor of their daughter

Isabella Marie Swan

On the celebration of her eighteenth birthday on

Saturday, September 13th 2008

At their home of

45 Cherrywood Drive

Please R.S.V.P. by September 9th 2008

Also note that formal attire is required

I read the words hungrily, while letting my mind float back to the eventful day that changed everything. Is this a sign from God? Do you actually care? Damn, I take all that I ever said bad about you! I will actually start to go to church if I could see her again, happy in my arms.

Once I finished reading, I looked around if anybody else saw my little mental rant. But I guess God listened to me again, and didn't make me suffer from embarrassment.

I rushed up the stairs all the while yelling out in happiness in my mind. I ran to Alice's bedroom and barged in. She looked up in annoyance but once she saw my giddy face she simply looked confused.

Attempting to control my voice I asked her, "Alice I'm going to have to ask you to take me shopping. I need a suit."

She looked up alarmed, most likely thinking that I finally cracked. I never ask her to take me shopping for clothes, but once she saw the letter in my hand, a slow smile started to creep onto her face. Alice nodded her head slowly, probably formulating her plan of attack on me one fine morning.

Thanking her, I turned on my heel and walked back downstairs somewhat calmly. Thinking up my plan for the party I start to think that maybe it was fate that had Bella dump me in June, but then turn back around and invite me to her birthday party.

I just hope that I can get her back in time, before somebody else snatches her up.

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A/N: If anybody knows who the the family is that Charlie is referring to, I will send you virtual cookies and ice cream your way! Mmmm, if Edward was added to that pile....Ok I'll shut up now.

I will try very hard to update about once a week, so that nobody will decide to track me down and start a riot on my front lawn because I haven't updated.