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It's been a long time since I've updated. Sorry. Very, very sorry. Since I've been writing this story, I hadn't been updating my others enough. So I updated all of the others at least twice.

Chapter Seven

Chloë's pov

"I get ice-cream cake, I get ice-cream cake!" I sing as Edward drives me to Dairy Queen.

"Yes, Bella. You get an ice-cream cake," Edward says with a smile.

"Edward, I want to be called Chloë," I whine, "You said you would!"

"Sorry," Edward says making a face, "I'm just used to calling you Bella. Why do you insist on being called Chloë anyways?"

"'Cause always having the same name gets boring," I explain, "I like it when it changes."

"Oh," He says simply, a thoughtful expression plastered on his face.

"Ice-cream cake!" I shout when I can see the Dairy Queen sign.

"What is it with her and ice-cream cake?" Edward mumbles under his breath.

"It's the most awesomest thing ever!" I say, "Everyone loves ice-cream cake. Duh."

"Sure," Edward says, but I think he's just humoring me, "Now what do you want on it?"

"A chocolate Tinker-bell cake!" I say happily.

Edward ran inside to get one while I waited in the car.

This is going to be awesome! I think. I get a party and cake and I get to see the Cullens again. I really missed them. Especially Alice and Emmett.

Edward comes back and puts the cake in my lap. The ice-cream feels cold against my legs, but I don't really mind. The cake is perfect. It's got a huge plastic Tinker-bell on it.

"Now do you want to go see my, I mean, our family?" Edward asks.

"Yes," I squeal, bouncing up and down.

"Okay," Edward says, backing the car out of the parking lot and speeding off.

With Edward's scary driving, it doesn't take long for us to arrive at their house.

"Edward, your house looks like a castle!" I say excitedly.

"Yep," he says, ruffling my hair, "Let's go in now; everyone will be so happy to see you."

"Okay," I say excitedly. I jump out of the car and run towards the door but...I trip and fall on my face.

"Ow," I mumble.

"Are you alright?" Edward asks, "Are you bleeding?"

"I'm fine and I don't think I'm bleeding," I say.

"Well your blood doesn't smell any stronger than usual, so I think you're alright," Edward says, "How about I carry you inside? That way you don't fall again."

"I don't want to," I complain.

"Please B- I mean Chloë," Edward begs.

"Fine," I mutter.

"Don't pout," Edward scolds, "It's your birthday party; you're not allowed to be upset."

He picks me up and spins me around, making me giggle. He carries me into his giant castle/house before carefully setting me down on the ground.

"Hello!," Edward shouts, "Guess who's birthday it is!"

"Bella's here!" a voice squeals from upstairs, and in a flash the whole Cullen family are in the room.

"I missed you so much Bella," Alice says pulling me into a hug, "And we're going to have such a good time tonight! You're going to eat your cake and we're going to play games and then you can open the present I got you! After that can I dress you up? Please, please, please?"

"Wow," I say with a giggle, "You talk really fast. I'd forgotten. And please call me Chloë."

"Alice?" Edward says, sounding confused, "How did you get Bella a present? She just agreed to coming tonight!"

"Yeah, but you were thinking about inviting her over for the past week. I wasn't sure she was going to come, but I thought she would."

"And you didn't tell us?" Emmett asks, "I would've wanted to get her a present."

"Well," Alice says, "I wasn't sure and I didn't want to get everyones' hopes up for nothing. Now let's stop talking about this and start Bella's party."

"So Bella, what do you want to do first?" Edward asks me.

"Presents!" I shout.

"You like presents?" Edward asks sounding shocked, "But before you didn't-"

"She's a kid, Edward," Alice says, rolling her eyes, "All kids like presents."

She disappears in a flash only to return a few moments later with a present wrapped in pink paper with a giant ribbon on top.

"Here, you go B-Chloë. I hope you like it," Alice says, handing me the present.

I rip off the paper as fast as I can only to see an American Girl doll staring back at me.

"Alice! Thank you so much! I love dolls and I wanted one of these so bad, but Mom said they were a waist of money," I say, estatic.

"I'm really sorry I don't have a present for you," Emmett says, "I would've got you one but someone didn't tell us that you were coming even though she saw it a week ago."

"It's okay," I assure him.

"Now what do you want to do Chloë?" Edward asks.

"ICE-CREAM CAKE!"

"Why am I not surprised?" Edward mutters, rolling his eyes.

I might've overdone the ice-cream cake a little bit. Oh well.

I've got a bajillion reviews telling me to skip to when she's older. But I really don't know how old I should make her. I'd like to know what you people think.

I promise that I'll update faster then it took me last chapter, but I'm not promising it'll be every weekend or even everyother weekend. If you want me to update faster, you should review. I usually base how fast I update by how many reviews I get.

Again, sorry this chapter took so long.