Prologue

A promise is always a promise, right? Whether it's a promise about dinner or a love promise, it's a promise.

Edward and I always knew we would be best friends. We made this promise at age 3.

Even now, we were inseparable. No matter how much the difference.

Edward was a football player, fit with muscles and everything. He had bronze hair and brilliant green eyes. Looking into them made me think I was looking into a gem.

And then there was me. I was your average bookworm. I was shy and quiet, except when I was with Edward. There was nothing special about me. I had brown eyes and brown hair, your typical Plain Jane.

I had soon accepted the fact that no matter what the difference- Edward and I would be best friends forever.