Title: Beaches

Summary: Edward and Bella met on the beach when they were both four. Edward taught her how to ride a bike and Bella taught him how to tie a tie. Through their hectic lives they always counted on seeing each other every summer. But when they get older, how come they have such a difficult time expressing their feelings for one another? All human.

Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) do not own Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, or Breaking Dawn. They are all owned by the very talented and loved Stephenie Meyer.


Chapter 1: Childhood

Six years old… 3rd Person POV (for now).

"Belly! Come on!" Edward pulled on Bella's hand, attempting to get her to stand up. She absolutely detested the water. It was cold, it tasted like salt when you drank it, and it hurt if it got up your nose or in your eyes. At least, that's what she always said.

"No!" Bella protested, digging her butt further into the sand, trying to glue herself there.

"But you have to leave tomorrow," He said sadly and pouted. "Plleeeaaassee? For your best friend? I won't duck your head under this time. We'll just go put our feet in!" Edward said in a high pitch voice and yanked her to her feet finally.

"Okay, but don't splash me or I'll go back." They darted as fast as their tiny legs would take them, hand in hand, to where the sand met the salty water. The sun was about to set and their mothers were sitting on folding chairs, monitoring them.

"They've grown so fond of each other… It's a shame that we have to split them up, isn't it Renee?" Esme, Edward's mother, asked.

"I know," She replied. "Bella's little heart will be broken."

"Well, they'll always see each other next summer. I'm so glad you and Charlie decided to buy a house here. It's so peaceful to spend the summer here."

"Yeah, I am too." Renee said then they turned back to watch their children.

"AH! Eddie!" Bella screamed in pleasure as Edward splashed her.


Eight years old… 3rd Person POV (for now).

"Isabella Marie Swan! Come on!" Edward screamed up the stairs to his best friend. He was flopped over the arm of the couch, impatient. He kicked off his shoes since he thought she was still going to be a while.

"I'm coming!" Bella yelled back at him, throwing her flip flops on and pulling a T-shirt over her swimsuit. She grabbed a towel and some sunscreen then flew for the stairs and started jumping down them two at a time. This wasn't at all a very intelligent thing for clumsy Bella to do. She landed wrong on her foot and came tumbling down the stairs.

Edward got off the couch quickly and rushed to her, chuckling quietly. "You okay?" He asked, offering her his hand to help her up. Bella sighed and reached for his hand and stood up.

"I'm fine," She said, her checks on fire. Edward started laughing louder at her. Bella smacked his shoulder playfully. "Stop laughing!"

"I'm sorry," He said then took a deep breath to calm down. "Come on, let's go to my house and ride bikes down to the beach. It's faster than walking."

Bella hesitated to follow him. "What?" Edward asked when he realized she was making no movement.

"I… I can't ride a bike." She whispered to her feet, her face turning more scarlet.

"What'd you say, Belly?" He asked, using his nickname for her.

She looked up at him. "I can't ride a bike yet."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah… I tried, but I can't even balance on my feet, how am I supposed to on a bike?"

Edward laughed. "Well, then I guess I know what we're doing today."

"No! Eddie, I can't. I've tried… I broke my arm trying." She admitted.

"You broke your arm trying to ride a bike? Well, I promise I'll catch you if you start falling, okay? Let's go." He took a step toward her and laced his fingers through hers and started to drag her toward the door.

"I'm going across the street to Edward's, mom!" Bella yelled as she followed him. Edward went the side of his beach house and wheeled one of his bikes around to the street.

"Okay, get on." Edward said to a wide eyed and frightened Bella. She started backing away from him. Edward rolled his eyes, grabbed her arm and pulled her to the bike. "I'm not going to let go, okay? I'll hold on to the handle bars. I won't let you get hurt."

She still seemed indifferent. "Promise?"

"Of course. Now get on." Bella took a deep breath and walked to the side of the bike, throwing one leg over the side. Edward leaned down and lowered the seat so that her feet could touch the ground. "Okay, try to start peddling. I want you to try to find your balance." He said.

Bella whined, but put her feet on the peddles and started to move them in a circular motion. Edward was walking beside her, trying to hold her steady. After a couple seconds of peddling, Bella leaned too far to the side and was about to tip over in the side opposite from Edward. He jerked the handle bar toward him and they both crashed down onto the pavement of the road with the bike on top of them. Bella pushed the bike off then got off of Edward quickly, praying he wasn't hurt.

"Sorry," She mumbled, humiliated.

Edward sat up and examined her. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." She smiled. Edward turned his head to look at his arm. He had a huge scratch in between his elbow and shoulder. "Oh, no! Eddie, are you okay?" Bella asked, full of concern as she bent down beside him to examine his arm. She recoiled away from the blood, but was still worried.

"I'm fine. This is what happens when you learn to ride a bike," He smiled at her then got up onto his feet. "Come on, get back on."

Bella tried to protest, saying that she didn't want Edward to get injured again, but he talked her back into it. They continued the procedure all morning with little progress. They ceased to eat lunch later then headed back out.

"Edward, I can't do this. Let's just walk to the beach." Bella said woefully.

Edward placed both of his hand on her shoulders. "Don't say that! This will work. Now go get on the bike." Bella sighed but didn't have any other choice but to obey. She started peddling the same as always, but Edward was holding the back of her seat this time. When he thought she found her balance, he let go and she kept going, thinking he was still holding on. But she didn't tip over… Well, until she came to a bump. She tumbled into the street, but got up quickly, her eyes wide with excitement as she saw how far Edward was away.

"AH! I did it!!" She screamed in delight as she scurried to him and threw her arms around his neck.


Ten years old… 3rd Person POV (for now).

"Eddie, what's wrong?" Bella asked, walking in his bedroom. He clad in sweats and a baggy T-shirt and was still under the covers of his bed. His curtains on his window were closed and his face was slightly flushed.

"Sorry, Belly. I don't feel good today." He croaked. Bella glided toward his bed, tripping over one of his shoes. Even being sick, Edward's reflex was to catch her. He flinched toward her, but she caught herself with his bed. "God, Bella. Be more careful when you walk." He said then got comfy again.

Bella shrugged and crawled into bed with him. She placed her hand on his forehead. "You have a fever," She observed. "Does anything else hurt?"

Edward chuckled halfheartedly. "You don't have to take care of me."

"Yes I do. You're my best friend. Now you don't move. I'm going to go get you some Tylenol and water." She said and started to get off the bed, but Edward stopped her by grabbing her hand.

"My mom already gave me some. I'm fine. Just stay in here with me." He said. Bella pouted, wanting to take care of him. Edward pulled her down so that she was lying next to him. They started talking and laughing like always. A couple hours passed and they were both soon fast asleep.

"Should we wake them? I don't want Bella getting sick." Esme asked Renee. They were both standing in the doorway. Bella was snuggled closely into his side, an arm wrapped around his waist. He had his head resting on top of hers and had his arm around her shoulders.

"Don't you dare," Renee whispered back playfully. "They're way too adorable. I bet they grow up and become a couple."

"Oh, they will." Esme replied, positive.


Twelve years old… 3rd Person POV (for now).

"Hey, Belly? Can you help me something?" Edward asked Bella while they were attempting to make a sandcastle together. They had gotten pretty far on their last one, but they constructed it too close to the water and it came up and washed it away.

"I don't know. It depends," She joked. Edward rolled his eyes and threw sand at her leg. She giggled. "Of course I can. Well, I can try to anyway. What is it?"

"I want to make a cake today for my mom's birthday, but I'm not sure how to do it." He admitted.

Bella smiled. "Yeah! I love to cook. Let's go!" She said enthusiastically and stood up, towing Edward with her. They walked back to her house and started yanking the ingredients the recipe called for out and put them on the kitchen counter.

Edward glanced around the kitchen apprehensively. "Are you sure you know how to do this?"

"Well, I've never made a cake before, but I've made brownies out of a box. That's kind of close, right?" She was preoccupied by reading the recipe. "Okay, we need one and a half cups of sugar to start with. You can measure it and pour it in that bowl." Bella instructed him.

He grabbed what he thought was the sugar. He measured out one cup, poured it in the bowl and was about to pour the other in when Bella yelled, "Edward! That's flour not sugar!" This startled him and he flung the cup into the air and flour rained on the both of them. Edward didn't say anything. He was waiting for Bella to yell again. But instead, she started laughing hysterically. She picked up the cup and poured the remaining flour on top of his head. He ran to the fridge and pulled out chocolate syrup and started chasing her with it.

"Ah, Eddie!" She cried when he dabbed it on her nose, making it run down her face. Edward chuckled this time. Bella's eyes narrowed as walked toward him, stood on her tippy toes and rubbed her face against his cheek, leaving chocolate syrup streaks.

"Oh, you're gonna pay now." He said in his best angry voice then threw the bottle on the ground, ran after her and cornered her. He was trying not to smile as he began to tickle her.

"What are you two doing…?" Renee stopped talking when she saw the kitchen a mess. She was scathing with anger until she saw the two children in the corner. She couldn't help but grin as she tip toed quietly out of the room.


Fourteen years old… 3rd Person POV (for now).

"Eddie, what are ya doing'?" Bella asked, running to him and plopping down next to him on the wet sand. The water came up and barely touched their feet.

"Oh," He was snapped out of his daze. "Nothing. I'm just thinking…"

"What about?" She pried.

He sighed. "Well, I got invited to this end of the summer party that's in about an hour. And, well… I don't know…"

"You should go," Bella smiled at him. "Who invited you?"

"Lauren." He replied. She also came to the beach for the summer, leaving at the end of the summer to return to her normal life in another state just like the rest of the families who came to visit.

Bella made a face, but tried to conceal it. She never got along with Lauren. "Why don't you know if you're going?"

He hesitated. "Well… I didn't want to leave you alone… And since her parents are throwing the party, it's sort of a really nice thing. I don't really… know what to wear or how to act there…"

Bella laughed at him. "Don't worry about me. And I'll help you! Come on." She said and got up. He lugged behind her. "I'll be back in a little bit!" She yelled to her mom.

"Where are you going?" Renee called.

"Edward's!" She yelled back and they scurried toward his house and to his bedroom. Bella threw open his closet and started rummaging through it. She yanked out some nice dress pants, a collared shirt and a red tie. Edward's eyes got huge and he shook his head.

"No way."

Bella rolled her eyes. "Go take a shower and put these on, and then let me see." She demanded. Edward sighed, but grabbed the clothes and headed to the bathroom. He showered quickly then threw the clothes on.

"Uh… Bella?" Edward called from the bathroom. He had his tie around his neck and fiddling with it, unsure of what to do. His hair was in a disarray atop his head as he was scrutinizing the tie in the mirror.

"Yeah?" She asked, coming around the corner. She started giggling when she saw him. "Come here." Edward was blushing slightly as he walked toward her. Bella was smiling as she reached up and tied his tie quickly, explaining to him how to do it. "There!" Edward turned to go look in the mirror, but she stopped him. "Hang on," She grabbed his arm and pulled him back and started to smooth out his hair. "Okay, all done."

He looked in the mirror then glided back to Bella and kissed her cheek. "Thank you." He said. He went back to his bedroom and put his socks and shoes on. Bella followed him around while he finished getting ready then they both left, going their separate ways. Edward went across the street the party and Bella went back to the beach.

A few hours later, they all headed home since it was getting late. Bella pulled on pajamas, told everyone goodnight. She was almost asleep when she heard a tap on the window. She was startled and when she heard it again, she got up and threw the window open. She grinned then moved out of the way for Edward to come in. He jumped through the window. They smiled at each other then Bella pulled him back to her bed and they both lie down next to each other, not talking. This is what they always did the night before they both had to leave because the summer had ended.

"Edward," Bella choked on her tears, unable to say anything more.

"Shh, Bella. It's okay." He said and pulled her into his arms. She sobbed into his chest.

"I don't want to leave… I hate only seeing you in the summer…" She cried.

"I know. I do too." He said, trying to comfort her.

"You'll still write me though, right? And call me every other day like we've done very year before, right?" She looked up at him.

"Of course." He replied and kissed her head.


A/N: Just to let you all know, the next chapter will be in Bella's point of view. It's hard to write from a kid's perspective, so I had to use 3rd person. Let me know if I should continue, please!

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