A/N: This is my first story here so please read/review. I am open to any and all suggestions, so please feel free to tell me what you think. The first chapter seems slow but I'm going to try to speed it up later on. Thank you:D

--Sincerely,

Lost

Disclaimer: I am not Stephanie Meyer nor do I own any of the characters I used in this story. Peace around the world for generations:D!!

The worst part wasn't that he didn't notice how devastatingly, head over heals, in love with him I was, but how he was in love with my best friend just as much. Of course they were horrible for each other; or so I told myself. He was the sweet, funny, charismatic, goofball; I have always known and loved. While she was the equally charismatic, trend-loving, gossiping liar I had befriended sophomore year.

"So did you tell Rosalie about this Saturday?" Edward eagerly whispered while we sat in math class.

"No, not yet," I said uninterested…I hoped he had forgotten about inviting her to this Saturday's game.

"Why not?" he pressed. Miss. Vance had started eyeing us from her desk.

"I haven't had the chance," I whispered back annoyed, trying to force a tone that would get him to drop the questions.

"Why not?"

"If you want her to come so much why don't you ask her?" I snapped. Apparently he got that hint. He sat idly by my side staring at the ceiling. It was barely 3rd period but I could already see that today was going to be one of those days.

The school bell chimed; time for English. Finally I had some time alone. I loved every second I spent with Edward, but during the time span of those days it was hard to be around him. I rose from my seat mechanically and headed for the door. But of course my best friend would notice something wrong with me. Ugh sometimes I wish he would notice how every time he looks into my eyes I melt and how every time he puts his hands on me, in a completely platonic way, my heart seems to skip a beat.

"Bella? What's wrong?" He asked seriously. Great now he was worried.

"Nothing."

"Are you sure?" he teased, pinching my cheeks to make my frown an unconvincing smile.

"I'm fine," I sighed in defeat, forcing a tiny smile.

"Good, because if your angry with me you don't get your surprise,"

"Ugh! Surprise!" I all but moaned…I hated surprises.

"Yup!" he beamed.

"Do you honestly hate me that much Cullen? You know I hate surprises." I said.

"Oh contraire mon mademoiselle. You are undeniably my most favorite person in the world." True, as he was mine, "Which is why you get a surprise," He was having way too much fun at my expense.

"And if I refuse?" We were nearing my next class and I wasn't going to let him win. Not without a fight.

"You won't refuse." He rebutted.

"But if I do?"

"Well…" He pondered.

"Well?"

"Well, if you refuse, which I assure you you won't, then I won't go with you to the play next week."

"You already promised!" I accused.

"Sorry, I think I may have double booked my schedule for that day." He smiled.

"You want to watch Hamlet, just as much as I do!"

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't." He challenged. Just then the late bell rang; I had to get to class.

"This is not over," I informed him as I walked into Mr. Levine's senior English class. Just as the door closed behind me I heard his contagious laugh disappear through the door. He would be late to class also. I hope he got in trouble.

English class went on with out any problems. We had just started reading the Catcher in the Rye, so I was excited about that. I had calmed down some when I walked out of Mr. Levine's class when who else but Edward would be waiting for me right outside the door. Seriously did he ever go to class?

"Hey beautiful," he innocently said placing his arm around my shoulders, if only he knew how much those words meant to me and how much his touch...

"What are we doing tonight?" he continued.

If only he could see how much I loved him being in my life, but how much I also wanted him more then just a glorified friend.

"Bella?" the sound of my name snapped me out of my aside.

"Yes? What?"

"Are you sure okay? I can take you home if you want?" I could see that he only thought of me as the little sister type. I have known him since the third grade, so at least that made sense. I was someone he loved but felt he had to take care of and that was all I was ever going to be. That made me sad and angry.

"I'm fine!" I snapped. I could see the shock in his eyes; I wasn't regularly this catty.

"Fine! When your done getting your head checked come find me!" He said as he stormed off. That did it. I felt the moisture building up in my eyes. I would have to give him some time to cool off and then do some damage control. People were starting to stare so I went to the restroom to clear my eyes. It was lunch time so the restroom was filled with crowds of conceded girls applying and reapplying make-up and gossiping about who was dating who. I squeezed through so I could get to the sink.

"Bella?" great could this day get any worse?

"Hey Rosalie," Of course she looked pretty; she always looked pretty. She had on expertly applied make-up and a trendy skirt and tank ensemble. While I stood there in contrast with her in my comfy t-shirt, jeans, and purple converse, that had seen better days.

"What's wrong?" she asked concerned; probably just eager to get the latest gossip.

"Nothing." I barely croaked out. Man, was I still crying?

"You look like a mess!"

"Well thanks, that's exactly what I need to hear right now!" I said sarcastically.

"Really, what happened?"

"I just got into a fight with Edward,"

"Oh." She said completely losing interest, "so do you want to do something later? You know, to cheer yourself up." Maybe she wasn't too horrible. I mean she was my best girl friend before I found out Edward had a crush on her.

"Um…Sure. Thanks Rosalie." I said, truly touched.

"No Problem." She smiled back. "You can help me pick out an outfit for the game this Saturday." Ugh!

"You're going to the game? You hate sports."

"Well yeah, there boring, but I just ran into Edward on the way over here and he invited me. He also told me to tell you he would be in the west quad waiting for his apology, or something like that." She said applying more mascara to her already perfect lashes.

"Thanks." I said dismissing myself.

"See you after school!" She called out after I was already out the door.

Great. This was absolutely perfect! Now not only will I have to sit with Rosalie during the most crucial football game in Forks history, but I'll have to be sitting next to her and Edward while they put the moves on each other! I also had to help her look absolutely amazing for him. I knew I was over thinking everything yet again. But I had more important things on my agenda. Right now my best friend was waiting for me, in the west quad, to wallow and gravel on my knees for his forgiveness. Today was going to be a long day.

A/N: Thanks for reading the first chapter:D You guys get hugs!! If you didn't like it tell me what you disliked por favor!

--Sincerely,

LOST