Chapter 1

BPOV

"….and one time we called the peanut factory and Zoey said to the lady who answered, 'Yes, I have a complaint about your peanuts. I ate some and they have a nasty after taste.' And the lady said, 'I'm sorry they have that affect on you ma'am.' It was the funniest thing ever," I said finishing a story about my lifetime best friend, Zoey.

"Sounds like you two have gotten into a lot of trouble," Edward, my vampire boyfriend said.

"You have no idea," I said as I flipped to the next page of a scrapbook that me and Zoey made.

Zoey and I met in preschool. There was a girl picking on me and Zoey came over and helped me out and we've been friends since then. It was hard when she moved to New York and I'm all the way here in Forks, but we're still close.

Zoey is just like me. She's stubborn, has long brown hair, and brown eyes. People say we're twins, but she's not as pale as me. And she's not clumsy like me.

Edward and I were looking through some of my old scrapbooks I found in my closet this morning. Edward suggested we looked at them, so I decided we could look at mine and Zoey's since it's so thick.

I flipped to a page that me and Zoey at the age of 8. Ah….the memories. I remember it like it was yesterday.

Flashback

Me and Zoey were sitting inside, doing nothing but playing with our dolls.

"I'm tired of playing with dolls," I said, throwing mine down.

"Me, too," Zoey said throwing hers down also.

"What should we do now?" I asked.

"Ooh! I know! Sometimes when my mom is bored she cooks cupcakes! You want to do that?" Zoey asked.

"Yeah! That sounds like fun!" I said.

My mom was in the garden so we were all alone in the kitchen. I got the box of cupcake mix out of the cabinet using a stool.

"Chocolate or vanilla?" I asked.

"Chocolate," Zoey said.

I grabbed the chocolate and got down. We poured it into a big bowl and just stared at it.

"Now what?" Zoey asked.

"Let's look on the box," I suggested.

We both looked down at the box. Both of us were confused. We can't really read yet.

"Do you know what it says?" I asked.

"No. You?" Zoey asked.

I shook my head.

"We need to learn to read," I said throwing the box on the ground.

"Let's put water in it!" Zoey suggested.

"How much?" I asked.

"Hmmmm……4 cups!" Zoey said grabbing a plastic cup. We filled the cup up and poured it in the bowl 4 times.

"Okay. Now what?" I asked.

"Now we bake it. Turn the oven on," Zoey said.

I went over to the oven and switched on a random switch. We waited for it to heat up and then put it in the oven.

"Now what?" I asked.

"Now we wait 45 minutes so it can bake," Zoey said.

"What do we do while we wait?" I asked.

"Let's go watch TV," Zoey said.

We skipped off to watch TV. We waited for a while and watched Dora the Explorer. Soon, we started smelling something like fire.

"Do you smell that?" I asked.

"Yeah. What is that?" Zoey asked.

Before I could answer I heard my mom screaming.

"WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE!?" I heard her scream.

We ran in the kitchen to see my mom with a fire hydrant trying to put out a fire that had engulfed the oven. Oops.

"You set the oven on fire?" Edward asked.

"Yep. What else did you expect from 8 year olds. Good news is, we only had to buy a new oven. Bad news, Zoey and I got grounded for 2 months," I said.

"You cease to amaze me, Bella Swan," Edward said.

I giggled.

Soon, I heard my phone go off.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, chick! What are ya doing?" I heard Zoey ask.

"Nothing. Just looking through our old scrapbook with Edward," I said. Zoey knew all about Edward, well except for the whole him and his family is secretively vampires. I've sent her pictures.

"Oh! The green one?" she asked.

"The very one! I just got through showing Edward when we were 8 and had the accident with the oven," I said laughing.

"When we engulfed your oven in flames? Yeah, that was pretty funny and so worth the 2 months of grounding. I mean seriously, how many people could go around saying they set their oven on fire?" Zoey asked.

I looked at Edward.

"Emmett," we said together.

"What did that boy do this time?" Zoey asked.

"A few weeks ago he tried to cook me and Edward an anniversary cake and he set their oven on fire. But it was nothing compared to our oven fire," I said.

Zoey was laughing on the other line.

"So why did you call me?" I asked.

"What, can I not call my best friend and talk to her?" Zoey asked.

"Zoey Lillian Whitely. You tell me what's bothering you right now," I said using her full name.

"Yes, Isabella Marie Swan," she said using my full name. I rolled my eyes.

"Did you just roll your eyes?" Zoey asked.

"No….." I said innocently.

"Yes, you did. You're using that tone when you lie. You're a horrible liar," Zoey said.

"And you're horrible at changing the subject. Tell me what's going on Zoey," I said.

"Well, you know when one day you wake up and feel like something bad is going to happen?" Zoey asked.

My head snapped up from the scrapbook and I stared at nothing. I've had that feeling a lot.

"Yeah….." I answered slowly.

"I don't know. I just feel like something is coming to and end for me," Zoey said.

"Zoey Lillian Whitely, I swear if you're trying to tell me you're going to commit suicide I'll fly my butt all the way to New York and talk so sense into you. Don't think I won't, you know I will," I said with a firm tone.

"I'm not going to commit suicide! Gosh, why do you assume I was going to commit suicide? I'm not depressed, Bells. Trust me. It's just a feeling. I never should have brought it up," Zoey said.

"No, Zoe. It's okay. Suicide is just a touchy subject for me. I'm sorry," I apologized. I felt Edward tighten his grip at the word suicide.

Ever since I jumped off a cliff when he was gone, he thinks I did it to commit suicide, even though I've told him otherwise.

"Yeah, I know. Well, I'll stop bothering you," Zoey said.

"Zoe, you're never bothering me. Call anytime you need to," I said.

"I'll hold you against that promise. But I have to go anyways. My mom needs me to get some stuff inside because it's suppose to be a nasty storm tonight. So if I don't call or don't answer my phone, it's because the power's out and my phone is fixing to go dead. So I'll call you when I get my power back," Zoey said.

"Okay, girl. Yeah, we're suppose to have a bad snowstorm tonight, so the same goes for me," I said, looking out the window.

"Okay girl. If that's the case I'll leave a message," Zoey said.

"Okay girl," I said.

"Tell Edward I said 'hey,'" she said.

"Tell him yourself," I said. I put the phone on speakerphone.

"Hello, Zoey," Edward said.

"Hey, Edward. You keeping an eye out for my best friend? I'm sure she's more of a danger magnet up there than she was in Phoenix," Zoey said.

"You have no idea," Edward said. I playfully slapped his arm.

"Bye, Zoey," I said.

"Bye, Bella! I love ya girl!" Zoey said.

"Love ya, too!" I said.

I hung up the phone and turned back to the scrapbook with Edward looking over my shoulder.

This is a tribute to my friend that I just recentely lost today. Please keep me in your prayers and her family. Last night while she was sleeping, a tree fell on her house and on her room, which she was in. It was a freak accident is she is missed dearly. So I'm dedicating this story to her. She would have been 15 August 11th, along with me. We have the same birthday, so we were both going to be 15, but now it's only me. I won't be writing on my other stories for a little while, due to my tragic loss. I promise to start writing on them when I'm up to it. Thank you! I love my fans!