Hey, guys! I'm going to try and keep up writing every day this year. I'm so excited to start another month of straight on fan fictions! Thanks for checking this out, and it'd be great if you could check out some of my other stuff? Again… thanks for reading! And, without further ado… here is the beginning of the best Christmas story to hit fan fiction (maybe) - Our First Holiday! :D

December 1, 2011

A lot of people obsess over Thanksgiving, particularly the guys. Their all in it for the food. Or, if you're obsessed with shopping, Black Friday the day after. But, for me? As soon as Thanksgiving is over, it's time for the most magical time of the year.

Christmas.

Who doesn't love Christmas? Even if you only get in the holiday spirit for the presents, and Santa Claus, there's so much more than Christmas shines a light on. It brings friends and families together, memories of sitting by the fire, drinking hot chocolate, holiday flavored coffee….everything about it is wonderful.

"Morning, babe." I called out to my husband, Edward, as I walked in the kitchen. He was holding a coffee cup and staring at the television, with his back to me. He turned his head around for a brief second, smiled, and whipped his attention back to the news.

I rolled my eyes and joined him by his side, putting my hand on his arm, and kissing him on the cheek. "What? Do I not get a good morning?"

Edward laughed and kissed me lightly on the lips. "Good morning, love."

"What are you watching?"

"The weather…" He paused for a moment. "There's a chance of snow tonight."

"Already?"

Though it was normal for us to get snow in Forks, it normally didn't get cold enough for ice, let alone snow, in the beginning of December! Usually all the wintry weather comes in late January - never this early. Ever.

He simply nodded and turned the volume up.

"….. Ninety percent chance of snow tonight, folks. That's right. Snow! In December. This is insane. The temperature is about thirty four at the moment, and still dropping. It's expected to get down into the low twenties by later tonight, and into the early morning." The new weather woman, Peridot, paused, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "We'll keep you updated with school closings throughout the night. Now back to you, Sill, with the traffic."

Edward turned off the television.

"Snow. Would you believe it?"

He shook his head. "I'd have to see it to believe it."

I squeezed his arm and smiled hopefully. "Maybe you will."

We went back into the kitchen, where I pulled out two bowls, milk, and a box of cereal from the cupboard. Edward sat at the kitchen table, waiting for me to come back with breakfast.

"It's not going to snow, honey. I wouldn't get your hopes up." Edward told me as he scooped a mouthful of cereal into his mouth.

"You never know." I reminded him. "The weather can be very unpredictable."

Edward wouldn't get off of work no matter what. He works in the emergency room at the hospital, along side his dad. Needless to say, he gets paid a lot of money, which makes up for my salary. My job isn't nearly as exciting, but, I do have to say, I love it. I teach honors English to ninth graders at Forks High School.

A lot of people suggested that I work with little kids, like in kindergarten, or preschool, even. They all said that teaching a class of teenagers was hell - but I beg to differ. The connection that I have with these kids is amazing. I love their creativity, and young, innocent minds. Their also mature enough to where I don't have to micromanage them every day.

He shrugged and looked down at his watch. "Shoot. I've got to get to work." He handed me his coffee cup, which was almost empty, kissed me on the forehead and headed for the door.

"Love you!" I yelled after him.

"Love you, too!" He called back, slamming the door behind him, rushing a gust of cold wind my way. I shivered.

It was about five in the morning, but because school started at seven, I didn't have to be there for another hour and a half. I graded a few papers for a bit, then went upstairs to get ready.

I didn't take a shower - my hair was too long and thick for it to dry within an hour, and it was freezing cold outside. So, I splashed warm water on my face, and got dressed, deciding to wear a knee length grey skirt, thick, black tights, boots, and a long sleeved black shirt. Edward's sister, Alice, had actually bought this outfit for me. I hate when she buys me new clothes, though she does it all the time, this was secretly one of my favorites.

I grabbed my bag, which had my laptop, papers to grade, and all the other essentials for school, and ran out the door. The weather was brutal. It wasn't quite snowing yet - it was more like frozen rain - but it was disgusting. The sky was covered by a cloud of darkness, without a drop of sunlight in sight. The ground was wet, with big rain puddles. And, worst of all, it was even colder than I had thought.

One of these days, I have to get away from this cold weather.

It would be the death of me.

On the drive to school, I listened to the radio. They were doing a contest; if you answered the questions right then you won a free, full paid trip to Disney World for the holiday season. Wow. That was pretty cool. Not that I had the nerves to try. Me on the radio? Please. I would humiliate myself beyond belief.

I changed the channel and hummed softly to the Christmas song that played in the background. It was still hard to believe that Christmas was only twenty-four days away. Where had the time gone?

Once I finally arrived at school, I ran into the building to escape the cold. Luckily, the heat was blasting. I sighed and pulled my gloves off of my frozen fingers. A few students lingered in the hallways, some teachers walked in and out of doors. I smiled at every one of them on my way to my room.

Surprisingly, as I walked towards my room, one of my students, Taya, was waiting outside the door for me. Which was a bit odd, because she wasn't even in my first period. She didn't come into my classroom until fourth block.

"Hi, Taya." I greeted.

"Hi, Mrs. Cullen." She said softly, brushing down her purple knit dress, and looking down at her black boots before gaining her attention back at me.

"Was there something you needed?" I asked, pulling the key out of the door and walking in. I turned on the lights as Taya followed me into the room.

She awkwardly stood in the doorway, rocking back and forth on her heels.

"Um, well." She hesitated for a moment. "I'm having trouble with my research paper."

"What about it?"

"Well… Medea is very… revengeful, I guess you could say. And that's about all I can find out about her." She admitted.

There was about twenty minutes until all the other students arrived, so I helped her figure out topics. I had assigned all of them to pick a character from one of the novels we had read so far (Pride & Prejudice, Medea, To Kill A Mockingbird, and A Tale of Two Cities). A lot of the kids had chosen Atticus Finch - like every year - but my sweet Taya had been brave enough to tackle one of the more difficult characters: Medea.

We had finally come up with at least an idea of what she was going to do. Something along the lines of how she plays a role in how women react to men. Which is fairly smart for a fourteen year old. In the play, Medea's husband cheats on her, so she goes around killing everybody who was important to him - including her own kids. And, that plays a role in society in the fact that it's a women's natural instinct to get mad at men who are not loyal.

Not that I gave her all that. She'd had to figure it out on her own.

The rest of the day was uneventful. The kids worked on their research papers all day, which lead to thousands of questions on citations, which was something that not even I was all too fantastic with. But, I still helped them, besides the multiple worksheets that had been handed out.

At the end of the day, I had managed to get all my papers graded, so I headed straight out of the school and to my car. Even though the weather was getting worse by the minute, I drove by a restaurant and picked up wings for Edward and I to eat for dinner. I'd have to heat them up later, because it was only two, and Edward wasn't even home yet, but it would be a nice little surprise.

I changed into a pair of sweatpants and a tank top when I got home, and lounged on the couch. I picked up my cell phone, which I hadn't checked practically all day, and saw that I had one missed call and a new voicemail.

Probably from Edward.

And… I was right.

"You have one new voicemail," The annoying voice on my phone said. I rolled my eyes and wait impatiently for the message to begin.

"Bella! Hey, it's me. I have big news when I get home. You're going to be so excited when I tell you!"

"End of messages." The annoying voice said again.

Hm. Someone sounded excited. No, that was an understatement. Ecstatic was more of the word that I was looking for. You could literally hear it in his voice. And that made me very curious. To the point where I was contemplating whether or not to call him and ask, but he wasn't allowed to have his phone out at the hospital, nor would he even have time.

I sighed.

I had four hours to kill until Edward got home. In that spare time, I decided that it would be a good idea to pull out all the Christmas decorations from the attic.

Now, Edward and I hardly go up in the attic. We only go up there a few times a year, and that would be for hiding away presents, hiding from annoying people at the door we didn't want to talk to, and Christmas. And, lucky for me, I was the one who got the fantastic job of pulling all the heavy boxes downstairs, and making my way through piles of spider webs.

I prepared myself for the worst as I pulled the ladder down.

It landed with a thud.

After closing my eyes for a brief second, I plugged my nose, and walked up the creaky staircase, flipping on the light switch as I walked by it.

Nothing had changed since last year. Nothing at all. There wasn't even a few stack of presents in the corner - apparently neither of us had bought presents worth hiding from each other yet. Part of that made me sad that we hadn't been Christmas shopping yet, but, I pushed it to the back of my mind and dragged the big, red box down the staircase.

A lot of breakables were in the box, so I was careful not the break anything. I would have to check to make sure that nothing had shattered.

I turned off the lights, put the ladder back up, and pulled the box into the living room. I sat crisscrossed in front of it and yanked the box off. There sat all of our ornaments and stockings. There weren't that many. Maybe about fifteen or so. This was only our first holiday together - as the years go by, our collection will surely go up.

"Our first Christmas…" I said to myself as I hung the stockings up by the fireplace. It was hard to believe that we had only been married for four months. It felt like a lifetime.

The house would look great this year. Not tacky, but just enough decoration for it to be "holiday-ish", or whatever you preferred to call it.

All of the Christmas candles that Alice and I had gotten from Bath & Bodyworks not too long ago were pulled out, which made me happy. I had spent forever deciding on the scents - Mistletoe and Cranberry. They had a lot of other sweet, candy flavors, but I didn't want my house to smell like a gingerbread house. Plus, that would have given me a headache.

Next were all the kitchen towels and plates. Then, despite the cold weather, I strung some lights out on the bushes and plugged them in. I couldn't see them from the inside, but it made me feel good knowing that

Basically, the only thing that I didn't put up was the tree. In fact, we didn't even have a tree yet. We were going to Lowe's this weekend to get one, which would be a lot of fun. Edward promised me a real tree. Our first tree.

But, we did have a little fake tree. It was about five feet tall and would sit in the office. It was really just for decorations, and we only put red and blue ornaments on it. We put presents from our friends under that tree, while the real tree, in the living room, would have presents from family under it/

I didn't dare open the box that the fake tree sat in. I wanted Edward to be here when we set it up and decorated it.

Speaking of Edward, right as I was lighting one of the candles, my phone lit up. With my free hand, I eagerly picked up the phone, while I lighted the candles with my other.

"Hello?"

"Hey, babe." Edward said. Wind was in the background, which meant that he obviously walking to his car. And that meant that he would be home soon.

"What did you have to tell me?"

He chuckled. "You'll have to wait… until I get home."

I groaned. "Really? You can't just tell me?"

"No. Sorry, love." Edward laughed again. "I want to see your reaction."

I sighed. That was typical Edward. He was always making me wait until the very last minute to tell me secrets. It was almost as if my anticipation humored him. Annoying as it was, I should probably be used to it by now. But, sadly, I wasn't.

"Can we decorate the fake tree when you get home?" I asked, putting the light down and leaning against the counter, twirling a strand of hair in my finger.

"Would you like to?"

"Yes!"

He chuckled at my enthusiasm. "I'll be home in about twenty minutes. I'll tell you as soon as I can, okay?"

"Okay." I agreed. "Bye, love you. Drive home safe, the rain is getting pretty bad."

"I will. Bye, love you."

He hung up.

And then the long wait began. I paced around the house, looking at all the decorations. It all looked perfect - with the exception of the tree, which wasn't up yet. I swear, it was the longest twenty minutes of my life. As soon as I saw the headlights pull up in the driveway, I jumped up ten feet in the air and raced to the front door, impatiently awaiting my dearest husband.

Edward opened the door with red cheeks, and wet, bronze hair. He smiled and shrugged his coat off, hanging it up on the coat rack.

"Hi." I said, stepping towards him.

He kissed me. "How was your day?"

"Oh, enough of that, 'how was your day'! Tell me what happened. I've been dying all day." I complained, grabbing his hands tightly.

"You're so cute." Edward said, smiling, spinning me around in a circle and pushing me away from him gently. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his new obsession - his shiny, new, phone.

"Why are you -"

"Shh." He said, silencing me. I zipped my lips and stood on my tiptoes trying to see what he was looking up. A few seconds later he handed the phone to me. "Read it." He said, a smile playing along his beautiful, soft lips.

And I did.

And we're back with our annual contest - a full paid trip to Disney World! This years contest was to see who had the sweetest girlfriend/wife. Our competitors fought for their lovers this morning, but, sorry to say, that there can only be one winner! And this year, it goes to Edward and his wife Bella. "Bella is the best wife anybody could ask for. She's absolutely stunning; just beautiful. She's a teacher, a great cook, an amazing wife - I could ask for anybody better. She's my best friend and love for life." Too sweet, isn't it? Congrats, Bella and Edward! Come and pick up your airline tickets, park tickets, and all that other good stuff at our radio station by this Sunday. Thanks for playing!

I looked up at him, stunned.

"You're. Freaking. Kidding. Me."

He smiled. "Are you happy?"

"Edward!" I exclaimed, running up to him. "Of course I am! I'm just… in shock! Really? Disney? This is… God… I can't even find a word to describe this!"

I put his phone on the side table and ran into his arms, for a passion filled kiss. I tangled my fingers in his hair. My heart raced as his grip on my waist tightened. And, as we stood there, making out, for lack of a better term, I saw a sprinkle of white from the corner of my eyes. I pulled away from Edward and walked towards the window, squinting my eyes.

"Holy crow!"

"What?" Edward asked, running to my side.

"It's snowing!"

He squinted his eyes as well and gasped when he saw it. "You're right. It is."

I bit my lip and looked up into his green eyes. "Told ya so."

Edward shook his head and laughed. Then, putting his hand on my back suggested that we go and decorate the tree. I put the wings in the oven and then joined Edward in the office, where we put the glittery Christmas ornaments on the tree, and wrapped the small set of lights around it. And, putting an end to the beautiful day we had just had, we dimmed the lights and ate our dinner in front of the tree, enjoying the moment in front of us.

This was going to be a Christmas like never before.

Did you like it? I hope that you did! I worked really hard on it! I want to thank my friend Taya Askew for inspiring one of the characters and for telling me go with this idea! I also encourage you guys to read an amazing story that I just read. It's called "I Need You" by Ace 7, and is great for any of you who like Renesmee! I'm going to start doing something. Kind of like a contest - if you review on a chapter then you have a chance of getting randomly selected to get a promo for one of your stories next chapter! I'll also post a list of everybody who reviewed. Good luck..! I'll be doing this throughout the entire story. (:

~ Twilight37