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All You Need is Love

Edward Masen and Bella Swan met in third grade, and they instantly hated each other. Everywhere they went, it was like they were competing. They simply could not get along. As they get older, their feelings change, and they start dating. But like many high-school relationships, they face unexpected challenges, obstacles, and heartbreak. Will their relationship survive despite the curveballs life throws at them?

"Children and animals are good judges of character." I rated this story [Teen] because I am unsure exactly where all the pieces will fall when Edward and Bella grow up, so the rating is a precaution. =]]

1. Chapter 1--First Day of School

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Bella's Point of View

I waved goodbye to my mom and dad-Renee and Charlie-as the bus pulled away from our house. I was on my way to Forks Elementary School for the first day of third grade. I had chosen an empty window seat for the ride. I looked around the bus to see who I recognized. There was Mike Newton-he had been in my class in second grade-there was Ben, I saw Angela near the front of the bus-I knew her, but I had never really talked to her before. There was Jessica! She had changed schools second-grade year, but she was my very best friend in first grade. There was Lauren in the back, flirting with Aaron. And there were a few others I didn't recognize. I waved at Jessica as we pulled up to the school. She waited outside the bus for me.

"Jessica!" I exclaimed happily, "Where have you been? What have you been doing? I missed you so much!"

"Hey Bella," she said with a snobby edge she didn't have before. "I've been OK. I went to Westside last year. I was a junior cheerleader there."

"Oh. Sounds like fun," I lied.

"Yeah. It was great. All the cheerleaders were really popular there. I wish we had cheerleading here."

"Um...yeah. I'm sure you'd be junior captain," I said with a smile.

"Yeah. Probably. I mean, I have had the most experience of anyone in our grade."

At that point Lauren appeared out of nowhere on the other side of Jessica.

"You're forgetting," she began with a deceivingly sweet smile. "I take cheerleading and gymnastics lessons every Tuesday and Thursday. I'm pretty sure that counts for a lot of experience." She smiled again and walked off with Aaron.

By this point it was all I could do to keep from laughing. We were in third grade, for Peter's sake. We didn't even have any sports teams at our elementary school. I mean, who would cheerleaders cheer for? Jessica stuck her tongue out at Lauren's back as we entered our classroom. After we found the desks with our names written on them, Jessica leaned over towards me and pointed to the boy two seats behind me.

"He went to school with me last year. He was in my class. I think he likes me," she said with a smirk.

I turned around to look at him. He was cute, I guess, with orangey hair and green eyes. I didn't like him though. Not one bit. It was obvious I was going to have to fight him for my best friend this year.


I sighed with relief when the lunch bell rang. I walked to the back of the classroom to get my lunchbox as the rest of the kids poured out of the classroom to go to the cafeteria. When I got to the back of the room, I noticed Angela there too.

"Did you bring your lunch too?" I asked.

"Yes," she said with a smile. "Do you want to sit with me since everyone else will have to go through the line?" she asked carefully.

I smiled back. "Sure. I'd like that."

I decided I liked Angela. Something about her just made you feel at ease when you were around her.


Edward's Point of View

As I headed to the cafeteria with the rest of the kids in my class, I thought about the pretty girl who sat two seats in front of me. What had the teacher said her name was? Elle. . .Belle. . .Bella. It was Bella. I had seen Jessica talking to her a lot. I had gone to school with Jessica the year before, and she practically chased me around the school. For a seven-year-old, she had been pretty boy-crazy. A year later, it didn't seem like much had changed. I wondered if I could use Jessica's obsession with me to find out more about this Bella. Of course, I could never let anyone know I liked Bella, especially not her. But I was desperate to know more about her. So I made the ultimate move of desperation-I sat with Jessica at the lunch table.

Jessica's face lit up when I took my tray of food and sat down next to her.

"Hi, Edward. How have you been? I haven't talked to you all summer." She started with her stream of talking before I could even get my milk carton open.

"Hi, Jessica. I've been fine. My mom and I went on vacation this summer." She chewed her hamburger quickly so she could start talking again. I would have to be fast.

"So, who was that girl you were talking to during class today?" I asked before she could swallow.

"Mmm...Bella. Bella Swan. Her dad's the police chief. I was best friends with her in first grade before I moved to Westside. She's really quiet, but she's really nice, too. We used to have sleepovers on Fridays. We couldn't have them any other days because her dad didn't want her to stay up late on school nights. Her mom wouldn't have minded, but she didn't want to start any more arguments than there already were. See, her mom doesn't like Forks. Bella's mom and dad argue a bunch. I bet they're gonna get divorced before this year's over. I hope Bella stays here though; I like talking to her because she doesn't interrupt me. A lot of people interrupt when I'm talking, and I don't like that, do you? It's really rude..."

I stopped paying attention at this point. She wasn't talking about Bella anymore, and I really wasn't interested in what Jessica thought was common courtesy. I looked across the cafeteria to the table where Bella was sitting with another girl named Angela. Bella was looking at me angrily. I wondered why. It wasn't like I had done anything to her. I hadn't even spoken to her. Either way, I didn't like the way she was glaring at me. I looked away and tuned back in to what Jessica was saying.

"Don't you think green's a bad color on Lauren? Edward?" Jessica was waiting on an answer, and I couldn't help but wonder how we had moved from how rude interrupting was to what colors looked bad on Lauren.

"Yeah. It's horrible on her. Hey, I'm gonna go outside now, but Catie over there looks bored, don't you think? Why don't you go talk to her?"

"She does look bored, doesn't she? I bet she'd agree with me about Lauren's shirt, too. Hey Catie!"

As I left the cafeteria, I felt a twinge of guilt about what I had just done to Catie. But I had more important things I had to do.


Bella's Point of View

I was sitting on the swings next to Angela when that boy came out of the cafeteria and looked at me. He was looking at me in the cafeteria, too. I didn't like that. It was like he was stealing my best friend on purpose. He would sit there and eat with her and talk to her and then look at me like he was rubbing it in my face. I didn't like him one bit. I looked over at Angela.

"Hey Angela."


"What do you think of that boy over there?"

"Well, I think his name's Edward. His mom is Elizabeth Masen; she works at the insurance place by Wal-Mart. They just moved here from Westside."

"Oh. Well, I think he likes Jessica. She's supposed to be my best friend, and he just stole her! He was sitting by her at lunch and every once in a while, while they were talking, he'd look up at me like he was trying to rub it in my face." He was almost to us by now, so we stopped talking.

"Hello, I'm Edward Masen. You're Bella, right?"

Oh, how dare he come up to me and think we were just going to have a nice conversation after he stole my best friend! Well, he was wrong. I would just sit here and ignore him.

"Yes, that's Bella, and I'm Angela." I turned to glare at Angela. I was trying to make a point here, and she just ruined it! She shrugged apologetically.

"Well, Bella, Angela, it was nice meeting you," Edward said before leaving.

As soon as he was out of earshot, I turned on Angela. How could you just talk to him like that Angela? You knew I was mad at him, and I was going to ignore him, and you just talked to him like he was our friend!"

Angela looked down and answered quietly, "Well, you did ignore him. But someone had to say something, he was just going to stand there."

Now I felt bad. I hadn't meant to hurt Angela's feelings. She was my new best friend; I was just a little upset. I hadn't meant to be mean.

"I'm sorry Angela. I didn't mean to take it out on you."

She smiled. "That's okay."

Just then the bell rang and everyone went inside to finish the school day.


"Well, Bella, how was school?" asked Renee as she cooked dinner.

"It was okay, I guess. There's a new boy in school. He and Jessica are friends now. But I made a new friend too. Her name's Angela."

"Well, that's good. Go tell your father that dinner's ready."

"Okay." I walked into the living room where Charlie was watching a basketball game.

"Dinner's ready."

"Okay, tell your mom I'll be there in a minute. There's 47 seconds left on this game."


After dinner was finished, I went to my room and got ready for bed. As I lay in bed that night, I thought about Edward. How was I going to make it through the school year with him?