Hey! Here's my new story! Yes it's ANOTHER 'you belong with me' songfic but please give it a go! It's different!

I'm sorry it doesn't sound like it's in the POV of a 5 yr old but, believe me, if I could swap brains with a 5 yr old for an hour I would!!

BPOV

Lying on my old, blue bed, I turned my head slightly to glance out my bedroom. There he lay: My neighbour, my best friend, my Edward. Strange to think that so much time had passed, yet, so little had changed.

May 12, 1997

"Bella!" Called Mum from downstairs, "come on! We're leaving in ten minutes!"

I sat on my bed with my arms folded as I heard the light footsteps racing up the stairs. The door flew open and there stood my mother, hands on hips, eyebrow raised.

"Bella, we've been over this before. We have to move, your Daddy has to go for work and it'll be better for all of us," she started, sitting down on my bed next to me.

Yes, we had been over this before, many, many times. But she refused to see the many problems this move would cause. "It's my birthday in..." I counted my fingers, "Five months," I continued, holding up my hand and wiggling the fingers at her.

"Yes, honey, I know," said mum, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, "you can still have your birthday in Forks."

"I'm turning six!" I retorted, adding another finger, "six is a big number mum! Everyone has their sixth birthday at Butterfly Kingdom! Forks doesn't have a Butterfly Kingdom!"

"Honey, calm down!" soothed mum, pulling me onto her lap, "we can do something else for your birthday, something far better than Butterfly Kingdom! It'll be fine. You're gonna go to a new school, make heaps of friends and have lots of fun!"

I sighed in defeat, "fine, I'll come," I said, hopping off her lap and heading for the door. I turned round before stepping through the doorway, "But ONLY if we stop for ice cream on the way," I added, flashing her an innocent smile.

*

"Welcome to Forks," mum read the tiny green sign as we drove into the small, unknown town. Who names a town after something you eat with anyway?!

I stared out the rain stained window. Everything was so green! Like broccoli! Ugh. As we drove up the wet driveway of our new house, I made a mental note to never eat broccoli again: It seemed to make everything look green.

Daddy stopped the car and we started to unbuckle our seatbelts. The house looked alright: tall and white, there was a big tree out the front just asking for a tree house. I pulled my Dora bag out of the car and headed for the door. Luckily, the rain had stopped so we were able to unpack the car without getting drenched.

"Hello neighbours!"

I turned around to see a family heading towards us.

"We live at the house just next door," continued the mother, a kind-looking, brown haired woman with a round tummy, pointing at the brown house next door to ours. "I'm Esme," she said, "and this is my husband, Carlisle," she continued, motioning towards the tall, blonde man standing next to her. "And this is Alice and Edward," she said, placing a hand on top of the heads of a short, black haired girl who looked about three years old and a taller, bronze haired boy who looked about my age.

"We thought you might need some help unloading the car," added Carlisle with a kind smile.

"That would be great, thanks," replied Dad.

"Oh, I'm Renee, this is my husband Charlie and our daughter Bella," said mum quickly, clearly in a rush to get back to the car before the rain started again.

As they began unloading the heavy stuff I turned toward the door again.

"Hey!" I heard a voice behind me. I whipped back round to see the boy my age running toward me.

"Hi," I replied with a small wave.

"I'm Edward Cullen," he smiled, holding out his hand.

I giggled at the gesture, "Bella Swan," I said, mimicking his grown-up act and shaking his hand.

"Wanna be friends?" he asked

"Sure."

Soooooo... What'd you think?! Love it? Hated it? Let me know! Be kind! Rewind!! (love that movie!) I mean.... REVIEW!!!!!!!! = )