Hello awesome ff reader. You really just made my day by opening this. I cannot tell you how happy it makes me to get reviews, favorited, or being put on author alert.
Anyway this is my second finished Twilight ff. I have actually had it done for quite so time but editing takes FOREVER. I just finished editing the first half of this and it told me I needed to login in. I did and I lost all I had done. It suck majorly, but I pulled it together and posted. Thank you so much or reading.
-Aarica.
Info:

Emmett, Alice, Rosalie, and Jasper are all good friends. Bella has no friends. Emmett is with Rosalie and Jasper is with Alice. Alice and Emmett are Edwards cousins.

Bpov

I woke up and almost went back to bed, because I know exactly what was to come.

School.

I love to learn, I love to read, I love almost all things academic. I am a huge nerd, but I DON'T love the people I go to school with. Lately, well actually ever since I started Forks High School, I have been picked on, I have been hurt (emotionally), I have been called names, and I know why too. I don't wear tight clothes, I don't cheer-lead, I'm really clumsy, I wear thick glasses in class, I'm a bookworm, I get straight A's all the time, I don't cheat, I don't lie, I don't steal, and I'm shy. For some sick and twisted reason they almost hate me for it.

Most girls at the school don't like me, I would say hate, but they don't know me well enough to hate me. The ones who don't have a problem me say hi but never really want to get to know me, and they know if they did the popular kids who do most of the picking on me would do the same to them.

Last year for about four months last year a girl named Angela was here and she became my friend, but after we left she couldn't find the time to keep in touch with me.

Almost all the boys at the school think its funny to pick on me about my glasses, all the books I read, how "goody-two-shoes" I am, all the times I fall, and the girls do the same thing only harsher.

I HATE SCHOOL.

But I have to go. I'm going to make something of myself one day, and if staying with those horrid people is what it takes, I can hold out. Its been a little harder lately though. I started to get my figure and other things like that more over last summer, so the girls in the school wanted me to cheer-lead. I told them no, I'm the klutz of the century. When I told them that they got even meaner. I think they even got their jock boyfriends in on it too, because every time I have PE they are there, and think its more hysterical than normal when I trip on my own feet and pick on me.

By now I was pulling out of the drive way in my old truck (something else they pick on me for) and I sighed heavely before blasting my music. It's the one thing that helps. It's the one thing that realates to me. Its a lot of my motivation. It's what I love. I was now listening to Welcome To Welcom To My Life by Simple Plan.

~Well you don't know what its like
When nothing feels alright,
Well you don't know what its like to be me
To be hurt
To fell lost To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when your down
Feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no ones there to save you
Well you don't know what it's like
Welcome To My Life...~

It's one of my favorite songs. I sang it loud. A few more songs played and I was pulling up to the school parking lot. I squeezed my eyes shut and got ready for what I knew would come. I stepped out of my truck and shut the door. It made a loud noise and I tripped getting out.

Oh no

The laughter and pointed fingers were all directed at me. I wanted to run, but i knew that would only make me fall. I held the sides of my jacket and started toward my first class. As I walked quickly down the hall and saw a clock as I went.

Great im early

I turned sharply and fell. Luckily no one was around that time. I walked straight to the music room.

When I got there I went over to the bleachers. There was a small space between it and the wall, and that's always where I go. I sat on the floor with my knees to my chest and a tear ran down my face. It was not because of this one time. It was all of the times like these added up. After a while it just started over whelming me, all I could do WAS cry. I didn't sob, but the tears flowed freely.

I heard something heavy hit floor and I instantly drew my knees closer to my body. I then heard soft cords on the piano. I was surprised, but stayed where I was.

The first few chords flowed into a beautiful complex piece. It was beyond beautiful. I didn't move for more then ten minutes and just listened to the music. It was happy then it got sadder until it was deep with the emotion. I cried more then. It reminded me of myself when I started this school until now. I mean, of course I had a few happy times, but that's how I felt when I was here. I know every second someone was looking at me, glaring, laughing, or other things like that.

The tears flowed a little heavier now, and the song was coming to a stop. On the last few soft, quiet cords, I sniffed as the tears fell. I dont think it was loud, but after a few seconds I heard the piano bench move back and I knew I would be found.

Why me?

I heard footsteps, but I didn't dare look up. If it was anyone in any of my classes, they would just mock me for crying. The footsteps got louder and a quiet, velvety voice asked, "Are you okay miss?"

Just from the sound of his voice I knew I had never met him, I would remember that voice. I looked up, not caring about the tears that stained my face and said, "Honestly? No I'm not. I very rarely okay here."

When I looked up I was instantly struck be his. . .beauty. I know men are suppose to be called handsome, but he looked more like a work of art. I looked down at my knees and flushed. It is way to easy to make me blush, my thoughts alone can do it apparently.

"Are you the girl who fell out of her truck earlier?"

My first blush rolled into the next.

He HAD to see that didn't he?

"Yes," I said quietly.

"I'm sorry. I wanted to come over and help you, but my friends got to me first and when I looked back up you were gone. That must have been horrible."

I could not understand his want to help, very few people have tried to help me up, and they are usually caught by one of the other kids first. "Yes it was, but things like that happen to me often. Some times its worse, or sometimes I just trip when I walk. But the outcome is always the same, rude comments, pointed fingers and laughter."

"Why?"

"I don't know. Maybe because I'm a nerd, I ware glasses in class, I get straight A's, I told them I wouldn't be a cheerleader, I'm the clumsiest person that ever walked, I read all the time, I don't lie, cheat, or steal, the list goes on forever." I didn't mean to be so honest, but it all just fell from my lips so easily, it might be because I had never had to say those things before.

"None of those sound like such a bad thing to me. I'm very sorry though. I wish I could help, but I graduate tomorrow night and I have enough credits as it is so I don't have to come in until graduation. What grade are you in? I dont think I've ever seen you around."

At first I was happy he didn't think whoI am is a bad thing, then I was thanking God summer brake was so soon, I don't know how I had not realized it before, but then I was upset. I would never see this beautiful stranger again.

"That's okay I think I can make it through the last day," II hope, "I'm in the tenth grade, but luckily I plan on switching schools next year. The only reason why I haven't already is because of my dad." I would NOT let him stop me this year. Last year wasn't half as bad as this year.

He looked like he was thinking for a few minutes. I understand why, if you were never going to see me again and knew all of this what would you say?

"I hope things work out better for you next year. I know the kids in your classes this year are some of the worst. In elementary school I had to straighten them out myself with the help of my friends Emmett and Jasper more then a few times. Especially Mike, Eric, and Tyler. My friends Alice and Rosalie took care of Jessica, Lauren, and the other girls who caused trouble."

"That's good. I wish someone was brave enough to do that now. I would have if I wasn't their top target, it would do nothing but make it worse."

"I would have helped if I had known." He said with regret leaking into his voice. I couldn't tell if I was happy he wanted to help me or if I thought he just pitied me. It has to be pity.

"I have a feeling that you would have. You seem like that kind of person, but don't worry about it now. You cant change the past. . .No one can." I looked down at my jeans and noticed they now have a hole from getting caught on my truck. I looked at it while he mumbled, "I wish I could have." but I dont think I was suppose to hear.

"The piece you played was beautiful. Who wrote it?"

"I did."

"Really? That's amazing. How did you learn to play like that?"

He sighed and said, "Lots of practice and hard work, the writing just comes to me."

"That's so cool. I wish I could do something like that. I just love music, I cant play it."

"It's not a big a deal, I love to play. Music is everything to me, I don't know what I would do without it." I was surprised, that's exactly what I feel.

"I dont think I could do anything without it."

"I agree." he said with a crooked grin.

I was momentarily speechless. He cant be real. Oh well, if I'm going to go crazy I'm at least going to enjoy the ride.

"What's your name?" Oh, I didn't even think about that.

"Isabella Swan," I answered instantly,"but I prefer Bella."

"That's a beautiful name Bella." Say my name again is all I wanted to tell him, but I just blushed and told him thank you.

"My name is Edward Cullen. A certified nerd, after skipping six and seventh grade , I'm in a band, I write music, I paint, I play piano and guitar, I have a few good friends, and I do other assorted, boring things."

I laughed loudly and was more than surprised. He was too good looking to be a nerd.

"Hmm, I don't know if I believe you, you really skipped two grades?" That would make him around my age.

"Yes. Why wouldn't you believe me?" He asked, confused.

"You don't look like a nerd to me and if you were a nerd people would mess with you too. Not half as much as me most likely but still."

He shook his head from side to side and laughed for a few moments."You of all people should know looks have nothing to do with knowlage, and people know I won't take their crap and neither will my friends."

"I understand that but what did you mean about the first part?" What did he mean 'you of all people'?

He gave me an expression like it was blindingly obvious and said, "Bella your a very beautiful girl, you had to have known that." I blushed. That wasnt at all what I was expecting, mind you, I really don't know what I was expecting him to say. He couldn't really think I'm pretty could he? -No, he can't.

"Um thank you, but I dont think so, your pity is appreciated though."

"I'm not pitying you Bella, thats the honest truth." he sounded like he meant it, but I couldn't bring myself to believe it.

The bell rang lound and clear. I had to go, HE had to go.

I sighed heavily before I got up and walked passed Edward to the door. I looked back at Edward as he stood up and I said, "Thank you Edward. It was wonderful talking to you. . .I hope I see you again some day." I turned and walked away before I could change my mind. I know I won't see him again, but I wish there was some way I could. He was just. . .too perfect.

I heard him run out the door and I turned. He had his mouth open like he was about to yell something after he dashed out of the door, but after he looked at me for a moment he closed it and sighed. "Good bey Bella." He turned and left.

I dont know why those words would bother me, but they do, very much. I wish. . .I dont know what I wish, but anything except for him never seeing him again.

"Edward!"

He turned around and looked sad. "Yes Bella?" He said just loud enough for me to hear him.

"I don't know." I said sadly, quietly, and honestly.

"Me either Bella. . .me either." This time he walked all the way out the door.

I stood there for a moment. After that I didn't think about it, I just walked to class.

Epov

BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEP.
BEEP.

God I hate that thing!

I grumbled, but reached over and turned it off. The stupid thing had to wake me up just as my dream got to the very best part. I rocking out with the band on a stage with a crowd of people. It was what I have always wanted to do. Music is my passion. I give it absolutely everything have.

I do enjoy other forms of art, reading and academic things, but music is what I really care about. One day from now I finish high school and I plan on going to college soon after. Yes, I do want to play music, but I know how often that doesn't work. I love school and need a fall back plan.

The band consists of Myself, Emmett, Jasper and Seth. It's called Words Without Definition. I sing and play guitar or piano, Jasper plays guitar, Emmett plays the bass, and Seth plays drums. I'm not meaning to brag, but we have really gotten good over the last few years. We all plan on going to the same college too, all of us know the importance of school.

We have a pretty good line up of songs, around twenty-five finished songs to be exact. We have been perfecting our sound and talent for years. One day our music will be heard by the masses. I write most of the music, but we all give ideas and change things. Writing comes to me naturally now. It was hard at first, but with the practice, I can write about almost anything.

Lately I have had a tune stuck in my head and I'm having a hard time putting words to it. That's honestly strange for me, but I know I will figure it out sooner or later.

Today is the last day I need to come into school before graduation, which I am very excited about. My band is going to play at the party after the cerimony and I have a feeling it will be a great little show, almost everybody in the school will be there. Spreading the word about our music is very important. I believe every person who can get something from it, or can relate to our music is important.

"Edward don't forget your lunch!" My mother yelled at me as I dashed down the steps. I ran over to the kitchen and grabbed the bag before kissing my mother cheek and running out the door. I got in my car and turned on a mix CD I put together a while back and drove to Emmett, Jasper's, and Seth's house.

After they were in the car we rode silently to school. I know when I get there I want to work on a piano piece I recently finished.

I got out of the car just in time to see a small female with brown hair, dark jeans, and a dark blue jacket fall out of a old truck.

Is she okay?

As I started to cross the parking lot in a slow jog people started to laugh and point.

What is wrong with them! She could be hurt.

A crowd started to form around her and I pushed myself a little faster. As I got to the edge of the the crowd I was pulled to a halt by both Emmett and Jasper.

"Where are you going man! We need to pick the finial band design." Emmett almost yelled.

"There was a girl, she fell. No one would help her up. I NEED to go help her." I don't know why, but I felt like I really NEEDED to help the her. I don't know her name, heck I don't even know what her face looks like, but it felt VERY important that I should help her.

They both looked surprised but let me go. I pushed threw the idiots in the crowed to only see her walking through the doors. I had a strong feeling I should go run after her, but what then? I find her, that's obvious, but then what would I do? I don't know the first thing about her other than her hair color. I ran a hand though my stubborn, messy hair and walked back over to my car where my friends were waiting with the band design choices.

***

"I like the tree with the different designs in it and musical notes."

"But Edward I like the skull with the designs in it." Emmett wined, out voted.

"Emmett that sends to much of a punk rock vibe in my oppion. We are not only doing that genre of music, so it doesn't fit. The tree has a little bit of everything."

"It fits who we are as a band." Jasper added.

"I agree."

"Well," Emmett huffed, "I still like the skull."

"Don't worry about it Emmett," Alice jumped in,"Rose and I can try to work one in the tree for you." She smiled.

"Your the best little sis," Emmett said.

"I know, I know. Hey Edward can you paint it or whatever in your study hall?" I was in charge of color. I can do most all forms of art well myself, but the tree wasn't my style. My stuff is more Van Gogh, but I also love to draw realistically.

"Of corse I can Alice. You and Rose's design is more than I can ask for."

"Okay see ya!"

"Bye." I said as I walked into the school building, up the stairs, and to the music room.

As I walked in I noticed the quiet. I always enjoyed the quiet, but I find it beautiful when the quiet is completely filled with music and nothing else.

I threw my bag over to the other side of the room an walked over to the piano. I ran my hand across the top and thought, I love the piano. All the elegant lines and white ivory. The sound makes it my favorite instrument.

I sat down quietly and played a few soft cords to get warmed up before I started the song.

When I was younger I picked a white rose from the greenhouse for my mother. I remember waking up every morning and seeing the flower in a clear glass vase in the window of the kitchen, against the backdrop of the cold Washington rain. After a few days I noticed it was starting to get brown around the tips of the petals. Every day after that I saw it grown browner and then it started to loose petals. I didn't understand it then, but I always remembered it. This song was about that white rose. Its soft and light like the color of the rose, and it starts off in a happier key and slowly melds into a sorrowful note.

As the song ended I heard a sniffle come from over near the bleachers. I was confused, I hadn't seen anyone else when I had come in. I pushed back form the bench and stood up slowly. I walked over to the bleachers and didn't see anything at first, but then I saw a sliver of fair skin in the corner next to them. I walked over to them and saw exactly what I hoped in the back of my mind I wouldn't.

The same back jeans, dark blue jacket, and some of the same dark brown hair falling around the small girl's knees her head rested on.

Poor girl, I couldn't tell why her head was down like that, but I guessed it was because she was crying. "Are you okay miss?"

She looked up and my guess was confirmed by her blotchy, tear streaked cheeks. She gave me a sad, yet exasperated look and said, "Honestly? No I'm not. I very rarely okay here." I didn't really understand what she meant by here, if she meant just the music room, or just the school.

She had a lovely face, even under the tears and redness I could tell she was one of the prettiest women I had ever met. She looked. . .natural, I guess you could say.

"Are you the girl who fell out of her truck earlier?" I knew she was the one who fell out of her truck, but I felt I should ask. She answered yes and I instantly felt even worse for her now. She looked so sweet and innocent sitting here on the floor crying, how could anyone hurt her so intentionally? I know I wouldn't be able too. Not one other person really tried to help her. I did see Eric holding back a younger looking boy I think is named Jacob, but he didn't look like he was really trying.

"I'm sorry. I wanted to come over and help you, but my friends got to me first and when I looked back up you were gone. That must have been horrible." She looked confused by what I had said, but I had no clue why.

"Yes it was, but things like that happen to me often. Some times its worse, or sometimes I just trip when I walk. But the outcome is always the same, rude comments, pointed fingers and laughter." I was more upset now because of what she had said. They did this sort of thing often? I stated to think it made no sense.

"Why?" Had she done something to make them want to treat her that way? It seemed like the only answer. The kids that I saw mainly outside when she fell are popular enough to influence almost everybody in they know and it seemed like they had started to treat her that way and then everyone else just caught on. But I didn't know if they would really do that without reason.

"I don't know. Maybe because im a nerd, I ware glasses in class, I get straight A's, I told them I wouldn't be a cheerleader, I'm the clumiest person that ever walked, I read all the time, I don't lie, cheat, or steal , the list goes on forever." I really didn't understand, none of those thing she listed were things that sounded bad at all to me. But I guess it those things could be used against her. It probably had a lot to do with jealousy, I could see how the other girls might be jealous of her. I wish so much I could have helped her though.

"None of those sound like such a bad thing to me. I'm very sorry though. I wish I could help, but I graduate in tomorrow night and I have enough credits as it is, so I don't have to come in until graduation. What grade are you in? I don't think I've ever seen you around." I knew I had never seen her around.

A few different emotions flash across her face before it set in an unreadable expression. "That's okay I think I can make it through the last day. I'm in the tenth grade, but luckily I plan on switching schools next year. The only reason why I haven't already is because of my dad." Okay that told me a few things, she's a bad liar, she doesn't know how she'll face the last day and a half, she hates the tenth grade, and she is sure she will switch schools next year.

I honestly cannot stand the kids in her class, thats probably why she's never seen me, we make it a point to not be around them. They are some of the worst people in this huge school and now I have another reason to hate them.

"I hope things work out better for you next year. I know the kids in your classes this year are some of the worst. In elementary school I had to help straighten them out myself with the help of my friends Emmett and Jasper more then a few times. Especially Mike, Eric, and Tyler. My friends Alice and Rosalie took care of Jessica, Lauren, and the other girls who caused trouble."

"That's good. I wish someone was brave enough to do that now. I would have if I wasn't their top target, it would do nothing but make it worse." Her small smile she had gained went down and was again set in a frown, which in turn made me frown.

"I would have helped if I had known." I would have in a heart beat, she didn't deserve that.

"I have a feeling that you would have. You seem like that kind of person, but don't worry about it now. You cant change the past. . .No one can."

"I wish I could have." I mumbled to myself. For more than one reason. I wish I could have met her sooner and could have gotten to know her. I wish I could have taken care of the idiots in her classes for her. But wishing is useless now, I don't know her and I have no good reason to see her again after today. Even if I did know her it would never work, I'm going to graduate high school in one day.

"The piece you played was beautiful. Who wrote it?" She asked, changing the subject as she wiped her long forgotten tears off of her face.

"I did."

"Really? That's amazing. How did you learn to play like that?"

"Lots of practice and hard work, the writing just comes to me." Writing music had been 'coming to me' since I was eight.

"That's so cool. I wish I could do something like that. I just love music, I cant play it." We both smiled, I was more happy than I should have been because she loves music.

"It's not that big a deal, I love to play. Music is everything to me, I don't know what I would do without it." She smile got wider and so did mine. I was momentarily shock by how beautiful she was when she smiled.

"I dont think I could do anything without it."

"I agree." I said with a crooked grin, she couldn't be more right.

I realized than that I had no clue what her name was and I had been referring to her as she and the girl; that had to change.

"What's your name?"

"Isabella Swan, but I prefer Bella." I could have guessed that.

"That's a beautiful name Bella." It truly is, her name couldn't fit her more perfectly.

"My name is Edward Cullen. A certified nerd, after skipping six and seventh grade , I'm in a band, I write music, I paint, I play piano and guitar, I have a few good friends, and I do other assorted boring things." I told her with a smile.

She laughed loudly and I was amazed at the sound, it was mesmerizing.

"Hmm, I don't know if I believe you, you really skipped two grades?" Why wouldn't she believe me? I was being completely honest.

"Yes. Why wouldn't you believe me?"

"You don't look like a nerd to me and if you were a nerd people would mess with you too. Not half as much as me most likely but still."

I laughed at her logic and had a hard time believing it. "You of all people should know looks have nothing to do with knowledge, and people know I wont take their crap and neither will my friends."

"I understand that but what did you mean about the first part?"

I was a little confused, wasn't it obvious? "Bella your a very beautiful girl, you had to have known that." She blushed a beautiful shade of strawberry and, I don't know how, but I guess she didn't know that.

"Um thank you, but I dont think so, your pitty is appreciated though." She thought I was piting her? Hasn't anyone ever told her she is beautiful before? Someone had to have told her that.

"I'm not pitying you Bella, that's the honest truth." I was being nothing but honest, but I don't think she believed me.

The bell rang out in it's shrill, high pitch blaring sound. A very upset look came to Bella's face as she got up and walked to the door. I was surprised for some unknown reason, what did I think, she would stay?

Bella turned around ant the door and looked back at me. "Thank you Edward. It was wonderful talking to you. . .I hope I see you again some day." She walked away.

As I watched her walk away I knew instantly I couldn't let her go that easily. I jumped up off the floor and darted out of the door. I was about to yell out to her, what I was planning to yell I have no clue, but I knew then I couldn't let her go.

That changed when I saw her face looking back at me. It was completely hopeless, I know she knew exactly what I realized in that room. I was graduating in tomorrow, and would probably never see her again. I closed my mouth and swallowed before I said, "Good bey Bella."

As the words left my mouth they almost stung and I didn't like the sound of them at all, but I turned and walked away.

"Edward!" Bella yelled in a emotional voice. I loved the sound of my name on her lips but I already knew there was no hope.

"Yes Bella?"

"I don't know." She said sadly in a quiet voice.

"Me either Bella. . .me either." I turned and walked out the door, with the knowledge I would never see Bella again.

Epov

After I left the building I knew I wouldn't be going to classes, I really didn't need to. I wanted to get out of there and listen to my music. I walked over to my car and after I started it I turned on my radio

~All I can say
Is i should have said
Can we take a ride?
Get out of this place while we still have time?
Wanna take a ride?
Get out of this place while we still have time?
(we still have time)~

You know I usually love it when lyrics are right, but today is my one exception. After I heard that chorus of Work by Jimmy Eat World I changed the radio station as quickly as I could.

~Everyone knows I'm in over my head
Over my head
Eight seconds left in over time
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Suddenly I become part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm loosing you and its effortless~ (AN: Over My Head by The Fray)

I changed the station again and was almost shocked.

~I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When every things meant to be broken
I just want you to know who I am~ (AN: Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls)

I switched again with mouth was gaping open anf I was starting to get irritated.

~My love is just waitting to turn your tears to roses
I will be the one that gonna hold you
I will be the one that you run to
My love is
A burden consuming fire
No!
You'll never be alone
When darkness comes I'll light the night with stars
In the whispers in the dark.~ (AN: Whispers In The Dark by Skillet)

Now I was just amazed. The radio had to run out of songs like that soon right?

~I'm here without you baby
But your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But your still with me in me dreams
And tonight
Its only you and me~ (AN: Here Without You by 3 Doors Down)

Switch.

~And we both go down together
We'd stay there forever
Just try and get up
And I'm sorry this wasn't easy
I asked you believe me and never let go
I let it go~ (AN: Walk On Water Or Drown by Mayday Parade)

Switch.

~I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steel you pain
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when your gone away~ (AN: I'm Broken ny Evanescence and Seether)

Switch.

~I wonder If maybe
Maybe I could be
All you ever dreamed,
'Cause you are
Beautiful inside
So lovely and
I Cant see why I'd
Do anything without you, you are
And when I'm not with you
I know that it's true
That I'd rather
Be anywhere but here without you
(Anywhere but here)~ (AN: Anywhere But Here by SafteySuit)

O.O - That was my face. That was creepy.

I gave up on the radio then, because I honestly didn't want to know what song it would play next.

I drove to my house having a hard time paying attention to the road. I started think up questions like: Why was she so important? Why couldn't I just let her leave? Why didn't she just let ME leave? Why was she so different? Why cant I leave it alone? Why do I want to go back so badly?

I knew I couldn't even try to answer those (and many more) questions then, but I would when I got home. I almost made a u-turn and went back three times, but I couldn't help it, I felt like I was being pulled.

When I finally got home and went straight to my room, shut the door, and pulled out my guitar. I sat on my bed and started to play the tune I have been trying to make lyrics for as I rethought my questions.

Why was she so important? I dont know.

Why didn't I just let her leave? Because I couldn't.

Why did I let her leave if I felt like I couldn't? I couldn't find a reason to make her stay and if she did I knew she would have to leave eventually.

Why didn't she let me leave? I don't know, but I really wish I did.

Why was she so different? I dont know.

Why cant I leave it alone? Because I have never felt anything like that before and I dont know what I'm going to do about it, because I CANT let it go.

Why did I want to go back so badly? She was there.

I started to think about her more and what was said when I realized I was singing.

~Hey,
Don't write yourself off yet
It's only in your head you feel left out
Or looked down on
Just try your best
Try everything you can
Don't you worry what they tell themselves
When your away
It just takes some time
Little girl your in the middle of the ride
Everything, everything will be just fine
Everything, everything will be alright, alright~

I gasped. I know why I couldn't write lyrics to that song until now. I hadn't met her yet.

***

I fell asleep after a while and when I woke up I made myself busy so I couldn't think about what happened today. I was in the kitchen trying to find some food when the front door flung open.

"Edward!" Emmett yelled.

"In the kitchen!" I yelled back.

They all walked in and Emmett asked, "Man what happened to you today? You left and took our ride with you. We had to wait two hours for the girls volley ball practice to be over and get them to drive us. Seth had to call his girl down at the rez to get him." I was suddenly filled with guilt, how could I forget my friends like that? I didn't want to think the answer.

"I'm sorry guys. I just had to leave, something happened and I couldn't bring myself to stay." Well, I couldn't think of a logical reason for me to stay, because I couldn't make her stay, so the act of staying held nothing for me at that moment; that's what the truth was.

"Slow down there road runner," Jasper said, "Lets go to the livivg room and you can tells what the heck your talking about." I nodded my head and followed them into the other room.

We all sat down and Emmett, like the brother he has been all my life asked, "Edward whats messing with you dude? You look horrible." Jasper and I laughed, Emmett always had a way with words.

"Do you guys remember the girl you stopped me from helping this morning?"

"The chick who fell out the tuck?"

I sighed. "Yes Emmett the young lady who fell out of the truck. I saw her again."

"Really?" Jasper asked, seeming interested, "How?"

"When I went to the music room I finished the song but then heard her crying."

"You were that bad? Wow Eddie that sucks." Emmett said jokingly.

"Shut up Emmett! Edward's trying to tell us what happened!"

I shook my head but continued. "She was crying because of the people who laughed at her after she fell out of the truck. She told me that sort of thing happens to her often."

"Aw thats hasrsh man."

I ignored Emmett and went on. "She said she's a nerd, she wares glasses, gets all A's, and shes clumsy."

"Hey she's perfect for you Eddie! Well except for the clumsy part. Two nerds in love." Emmett batted his eyelashes jokingly.

"Emmett if you dont shut it right now, I'm going to rip your throat out." Emmett never shuts up. Ever.

"Gosh Eddie calm down, it was just a joke."

"Emmett, what's my name?" I asked, very irritated.

Emmett huffed childishly and said, "Edward."

"Has been since the day I was born. Now back to the story, I talked to her for a while and told her how none of those this seemed bad to me and how I wish I could have helped her. She's in the tenth grade, so you know why every ones so mean to her. we talked for a while longer and I found out her name is Bella."

"Okay all of that's great and all Edward, but why is this so impotant? Why is SHE so important?"

"Jasper I cant really tell you for sure. I just knew when I saw her fall out of her truck I HAD to help her, then when I saw her again and talked to her I just. . .I knew I wanted to help her and she was different. And when the bell went off and she left I just couldn't let her go. I ran out the door after her, but when I saw her face I knew I would never see her again and I had to let her leave. I went to leave but she called my name and I asked her what and she said she didn't know I told her I didn't either. Then I left. But it just felt so. . .wrong. Do you get what I'm saying?"

They looked at me with wide eyes, both of them stunned. "Dude. You made a huge mistake. You shouldn't have let her go." Emmett said seriously.

I was surprised to say the least, and I asked, "What was I suppose to do then?"

"Anything but let her go." Jasper answered.

"What do I do now?" I asked, completely confused.

"You have to go after her dude."

"How Emmett? Even if I did find her it would never work. Were graduating in less that forty-eight hours."

"I dont know man, but when you do see her again you can't let her go."

I didn't have any idea how either of them had any idea what they were talking about, but I trusted them. It didn't make sense though because they had known Rose and Alice since we were three. This kind of thing couldn't have happened to either of them. . .I don't think.

"IF I ever see her again I wont let her go. I swear."

Bpov

I walked out of my last class and I was still trying not to think about earlier. I got out of the building and I heard a loud booming voiced person ask, "Where is Edward man! The idiot was suppose to give us a ride!" I gasped and the loud one and the person he was talking to turned and saw me.

"Hey! I'm Emmett. Do you know where Edward is? Seeing as your ease dropping and all."

"Um, I'm sorry I didn't mean to I was just going to my truck and heard you. I think if were thinking about the same Edward he left this morning."

"Do you know why?" The blond guy beside Emmett asked.

"Ah well um, you see, um we met this morning after I fell out of my truck in the music room and after the bell rang we both left and I think he left the school all together."

The both locked confused and a boy I didn't even see standing there with rustic colored skin ask, "Do you know why he just left like that?"

"Because we both didn't know." I said quietly before I left. Those words brought out deep emotions in me. I almost wanted to cry, but I didn't. I would never see him again. After I thought those words I knew they were worse. I knew they wouldn't understand what I meant, but I couldn't think of anything else. It had to have been one of the best things that has happened to me (before he left) in the last few months, but when he did leave. . .I dont know it just hurt and felt wrong.

Before I could hurt myself anymore with my thoughts I pushed the feelings back. Feeling would only make it worse.

As I walked away from them I tripped and fell. I heard someone gasp and a felt a small hand wrap around my upper arm and help pull me up.

"Are you okay Bella!?!" A small girl with spiky black hair asked me.

"Um yeah. Have we met?"

"No, but were going to be great friends some day Bella. I'm Alice McCarthy. Oh! and go to the graduation party tomorrow. I promise you wont regret it." I looked at her in shock as she walked away she tuned and smiled before she said, "Wear the dark blue silk top and black skinny jeans tomorrow okay?" I nodded dumbly. She giggled and walked away.

I stood there for a few moments in shock. How did she know my name? Let alone the fact that I own a dark blue silk top and black skinny jeans. I couldn't make sense of anything that had happened today. I was so confused and tired.

I walked over to me truck and after I was seated I turned on the radio and listened to the song Send The Pain Below by Chevelle.

~I'd send the pain below
I'd send the pain below
Much like suffocating!
Much like suffocating!
Much like suffocating!
(I'd send the pain below)
Much like suffocating!
(I'd send the pain below)~ (AN: Send The Pain Below by Chevlle)

I listened to the rest of Chevelle's CD Wonder What's Next before I pulled up to my house.

"Hey Bells! How was school?"

I stopped walking up to the house and looked at him and honestly said, "It was. . .different."

"I told you it would get better didn't I Bells?" It really wasn't better, but I told him he was right and went inside. Charlie walked in behind me and said he would order pizza tonight. I thanked him and was headed to my room when he said, "Oh yeah Bella, I'm going to be out of town tomorrow night just so you know."

"Okay dad, see you tomorrow."

"Sleep well honey," he said before he trudged over to his tv to watch sports. I walked up to my room, dropped my bag and walked straight to my boombox. I put in a mix tape I made and just laid on my bed.

I know I'm going to that party tomorrow. I don't know what will happen, but I will go with my feelings, something I very rarely do. It scared me a little to think about, but I just knew if I didn't go to that party I will always regret it.

***

~I wont suffer be broken
Get tired or wasted
Surrender to nothing
Or give up what I
Started and stopped it
From end to beginning
A new day is coming
And I am finally fine!
Run away, run away
I'll attack
Run away, run away
Go change your self
Run away, run away
And I'll attack!
I'll attack!
I'll attack!
AHHHH!!!!!!!~ (AN: Attack by 30 Seconds To Mars)

I smacked at my bed side table over and over trying to find the off button to my stupid alarm clock. After I finally turned it off I rolled back over and went back to sleep.

Who cares if I'm late?

I woke up again and it was 9:30. I went to the bathroom and did my normal morning things, pulled on my clothes for school, laid out my clothes for the party, grabbed an apple, and headed to school.

This morning I didn't fall out of my truck, but I did trip three times on the way to class. They laughed every single time. I stepped into class and said hi to the teacher and went to my seat. I took notes and picked spit balls out of mt hair the whole class. I would defiantly need to wash my hair later. The rest of my classes played out the same way and I skipped lunch and PE. When I was finally home I scrapped together some dinner and took a nap before I took a shower and got ready for the party.

This is going to be a long night, I thought as I got into my truck and headed to the party. I did my best not to hope Edward was going to be there or anything else, like the part of me thats sceaming this is a bad idea. I did what I had been doing since the moment he walked out of the door, not thinking.

***

I'm here.

This is it.

I heard the thumping of loud music before I even got out of my truck. I slowly made my way up the lawn and to the door. I opened it with shaky fingers and was instantly hit by the depth of the music that was play on the over side of the wall I was facing.

I ran over to where I assumed the music was and skidded to a stop. There were tons of people headbanging and dancing to the music. They were practically overflowing from the part of the second story that over looked this floor. I could tell some were drunk, but I could also tell most of them just wanted to get closer to the sound. All of that was surprising, but not why I stopped so abruptly.

On the stage was a band. A band that wish I had known about sooner. It was made up of a singer/guitarist, another guitarist, a bass player, and a drummer. All of which had graduated high school today. The rustic skinned boy named Seth, the blond boy named Jasper, and the loud boy named Emmett, and. . .Edward.

Without my consent my body drifted closer to the stage until I was standing directly in front of him. Close enough to touch, and it was vey hard not too. The band had a very deep sound that, I assume, took years to prefect. I knew the song they were playing and Breaking Benjamin played it beautifully, but they had nothing on Edward's band. The song was more than amplified, there were no words to describe it.

All the guitars sounded perfectly in tune, along with the bass. The drummer also had the song stripped down to an exact art. But the
singer. . .The singer was like nothing I had ever heard before. Every key and note he struck was like a hammer striking metal. It was strong, every word had crystal clear clarity, and it was powerful. It was also beyond smooth sounding. Every single note that he sang was in perfect timing with the song, and it was electric. You couldn't help getting carried away in it. I swayed and headbanged along with the rest of them getting carried away in the AMAZING sounds they were all making. I was in my own version of wonderland.

The song ended and I started to slowly descend back to reality. The reality was I would never hear these sounds or see those people again after tonight, but I didn't let myself think about that. I would enjoy this tiny slice of heaven for as long as I could and hold it tightly in my memory.

As it ended the crowd erupted into an ear shattering applause. After the applause died down a little I could tell the band was about to play again and I was instantly excited.

Edward was leaning down to the mike when a small, pale hand flashed out and grabbed it. I honestly feel embarrissed I was so focused on him I didn't see the same small girl that help me up earlier jump on to the stage. She looked nervous but brought the mike up the her red lips and said, "Hey! The next song will be dedicated to Bella Swan. It was written by Edward. That is all." Then she jumped of stage.

My mouth must have been hanging open. A song writen and dedicated to me. That Edward wrote. The words made no sense to me.

"Alice is right this song is for Bella Swan. I met her yesterday and was compelled to write a song for her. I knew her for less than an hour and came to the conclusion she's an amazing person who deals with a lot more than she deserves. If you see Tyler, Mike, or Eric slap them, punch them, I don't really care what you do, just hurt them for me."

I didn't have time to think about his words before the song started.

~Hey Don't write yourself off yet
It's only in your head you feel left out
Or looked down on
Just try your best
Try everything you can
And don't you worry what they tell themselves
When you're away

It just takes some time, little girl
You're in the middle of the ride
Everything, everything will be just fine
Everything, everything will be all right, all right

Hey You know they're all the same
You know you're doing better on your own
(on your own)
So don't buy in
Live right now
You just be yourself
It doesn't matter if it's good enough
(good enough)
For someone else

It just takes some time, little girl
You're in the middle of the ride
Everything, everything will be just fine
Everything, everything will be all right, all right

It just takes some time, little girl
You're in the middle of the ride
Everything, everything will be just fine
Everything, everything will be all right, all right

Hey, don't write yourself off yet
It's only in your head you feel left out (feel left out)
or looked down on
Just do your best (just do your best)
Do everything you can (everything you can)
Don't you worry what their bitter hearts
(bitter hearts)
Are gonna say

It just takes some time, little girl
You're in the middle of the ride
Everything, everything will be just fine
Everything, everything will be all right, all right

It just takes some time, little girl
You're in the middle of the ride
Everything, everything will be just fine
Everything, everything will be all right ~ (AN: The Middle by Jimmy Eat World)

By the end of the song I felt the tears pooling along the lower rim of my eyes, wanting to spill over my eye lashes. No one had ever once done anything close to that for me before. I can't even describe how much I loved the song. Why he did something like that for me was far surpassed me. Does he feel the feelings I do? I barely let myself really register the feelings before I pushed them away, but now they were coming at me full force.

When I met him I was shocked and amazed, I felt a almost magnetic pull to him, I felt my heart swell when he said my name, I felt surprised and over joyed when he ran out of the room after me, I felt I could hardly stand it when he left, I wanted to follow him out the door.

Since then I missed his calming, velvet voice, I missed his listening ears, I missed his beautiful piano piece that described how I felt, I missed the odd magnetic pull, I missed his understanding, I missed his kindness, I missed his presence, I miss everything about him. I didn't realize just how much I mad missed him until now. I had only known him around an hour, but I couldn't deny that I did feel those things before I had pushed them down.

I felt my question was answered when I looked up at Edward. He was looking for someone else in the crowd. No, he didn't feel any of that, but I dont blame him, we did only know each other for an hour. Edward stopped looking around fifty feet behind me and looked disappointed. I internally wished he had found who he was looking for, he deserved to be happy. Edward sighed and started getting tuned up for the next song.

The same little hand that took his mike before he played the last song tugged at his jeans. When I followed the hand back to it's owner I was surprised she was so close. I didn't even notice her. Of course I'm beginning to think there's a lot I might not be noticing apart from the band.

She gained Edward's attention and she motioned her head in my direction.

I glanced behind me quickly and just saw a few girls and two guys. I guess one of those girls is who he was looking for. I looked back at him just as he was turning his head in my general direction. Our eyes met in the middle and held.

I knew not a second later I was wrong. He was looking for me. I wasn't able to ask myself why he was looking for me. I dont think I could have formed a coherent thought if I had wanted to with his warm stare set on me.

A huge smile formed on his lips and I sniffed back the tears I held from his song so I could smile back at him. He then mouthed the word 'stay'. I was overjoyed to say the least and I nodded my head yes.

He kept his wide smile and turned back around. His band huddled loosely around him as he told them something I couldn't hear. They nodded at him and turned back to their instruments. Seth took Jasper's mike and said the song they were going to play next as I'll Feel For You by Semisonic. As the music started Edward's voice rang out like only his could as he looked at me and sang with feeling.

~If you're afraid to cry
Though you could use it once in awhile
Nothing will cloud your eyes
You've been through one of those times
When nothings real or getting through
And it seems like you've forgotten how to feel
Call me
I'll Feel
For you
And some days you'll feel for me too

If you're afraid to smile
Though you could use it just to survive
There's nowhere you want to drive
And you're only staying alive
'Cause it's the thing to do
And it seems your bell's forgotten how to ring
Call me
I'll Feel
For you
And some days you'll feel for me too

If you're afraid to cry
Though you could use it just to survive
There's nowhere you want to drive
And you're only staying alive
'Cause it's the thing to do
And it seems your mouth's forgotten how to sing
Call me
Yeah
Call me
Call me
I'll Feel
For you
And some days you'll feel for me too.~

I was so filled with emotion because of the song and the way he sang it to me, my tears followed over the confinds of my eye lids and lashes. It was so beautiful. I didn't at all doubt he meant it, there's no faking the emotions he sang through that song. I like Semisonic, but he made them seem like emotionless zombies compared to the way he sang to me. And the words. The words meant so much.

Edward was looking straight at me with unreadable face. The only thing I could tell from his features was that he wanted to get off that stage. He smiled weakly at me and I smiled back.

"Okay, everyone," Emmett start, "we all knows Edward here is the one with the seriously awesome pipes. But he has a girl to catch so I hope you guys wont mind too much if Jasper and I sing these last few songs for him." I didn't really pay attention to what was going on in the crowd around me but vaguely noticed a bubble of empty space forming around me.

Edward laughed and jumped lightly off the stage. There he stood in all of his dazzling glory smiling crookedly at me. I wiped the tears that were staining my cheek with a shaky laugh and gave him a small smile.

After a second I looked away at the crowd I had just remembered was there, and I instantly ducked my head. Everyone was looking at us. I couldn't blame them, we had made a scene, but I still hated the attention.

He chuckled at something before he took my hand to lead me through the crowd. When he touched my hand there was this, almost electric, kind of buzzing feeling that ran up my arm. As I noticed it a shiver ripped through my spine and I looked up at him. His eyes were locked on our hands. A moment later his eyes traveled up to meet mine slowly. His eyes were wide and he looked surprised. I was too.

As we reached the backdoor he took our joined hands and brought them to his lips. He looked at me sweetly and kissed the back of my hand.

It was an odd the way this was playing out, but I think, at this point we both knew (whatever this is between us) it was not to be denied.

My blushed was almost gone from the crowds attention, but after he kissed my hand one blush rolled into the next. He chuckled lightly at my responce and stopped us as we reached the porch.

He walked over to the small porch swing and sat down. He moved his feet a little forwards and backwards, while concentrating on his hands folded together in his lap. I could tell he really wasn't concentrating that hard on his hands. I know he was thinking the same thing I was, ' What now?' I also knew my mind wouldn't give me an answer, but I did know my emotions might.

I walked over to the swing slowly and when I was about three feet away I hit a squeeky bord. Edward rose his head slowly and looked at me. I could tell by the look of his face and his eyes, he was conflicted. His eyes held a large amount of fondness and warmth as he looked at me, but also confusion, uncertainty, worry, and need for something (probably an answer). He looked how I felt.

I didn't really know what exactly to do. Of course, I didn't know if I was reading him right, but if I was I knew the questions he was looking for an answer for. What do we do now? How is this going to work when he leaves for college and I'm stuck in high school? I thought about those question for all of three seconds before I realized it didn't matter. That was the answer. Whatever these sudden and strong feelings were, they are the best thing I have felt in a long time and I can't let that go without a fight.

I looked back up at Edward and he was looking at the wooden, cherry planks in the floor. I took a deep breath and let it out before I walked the last few feet over to the swing an stood in front of him. He looked up at me and his eyes were soft but also pleading, for the answer probably. I gave him a warm, understanding smile and he smiled back weakly.

"Edward." I said as I (very boldly, I might add) took both sides of his surprisingly soft, glorious face in my hands. His larger left hand covered mine and he leaned into my touch instantly. He kept his hand on mine and looked at me with a very uncertain expression. A small smile also played on his lips, but it didn't touch his eyes.

"Edward I, I don't know what this is but...I cant let it go."

His eyes melted at my words as he stood up from the swing, while still holding my hand on his cheek. He looked deeply into my brown eyes with his green, burning ones, and I could have sworn he saw right threw to my soul. Well, I guess he found his answer.

It felt like we had stood there for and eternity before he started to slowly lean down and I met him in the middle. He kissed me sweetly and lightly at first, before it grew into something more than that.

It was like an unbreakable bond of sorts was forming threw the kiss, like two trees that grow twisted together. I knew then it would only ever be Edward from then on and I had no problem with that what so ever. Edward was just. . .right.

After we pulled back Edward looked down at me with a crooked grin. He knew we were a twisted tree too and he seemed just as happy about the fact as I am.

He smiled for a few more moments before his smile turned down as he looked over my shoulder and he said, "Bella, I really don't want to ruin this moment love, but I think it's time we made our exit." My heart almost jumped out of my throat when he called me love, the term of endearment sounded perfect when it fell from his lips so effortlessly. And to think he was talking about me.

"Why?" I asked, after what he had said had sunken in and I had fallen off the cloud that he had put me on when he called me love.

"Because people are starting to stare and if my friends had seen that they would have never left us alone and I'd like to spend some time getting to know you better."

"Alright, I just have one question." I was so beyond happy at that moment. I wanted nothing more than to know this person, who I felt like I already knew so well.

"Ask away."

"Where are we going?"

"I don't know Bella," he thought for a moment then asked, "Can we take a ride?" (AN: I totally just copped that from the song Work by Jimmy Eat World)

"Of course we can." I was pretty sure I would follow him anywhere at that point.

I smiled up at him and he smiled back, as he took my hand that fit do well in his large one again, to lead the way. The field next the the house was full of cars and it was dark. There were cars of every shape and color. How he was going to find his I honestly didn't know.

I had to laugh when his gaze fell upon all of them. His eyes went wide and he scratched his head, looking very confused. His head whipped back around to look at my laughing form. I thought he would be angry I was laughing at him, but he just squeezed my hand a little tighter and kissed my cheek.

"What was that for rockstar?" Not that I was complaining.

He laughed and answered, "No real reason, it's just wonderful to hear you laugh."

I blushed a deep shade of red and it was Edward's turn to laugh. His laugh is very charming and melodic. I almost loved it more than his singing.

"What kind of car do you have?"

"A silver Volvo." He answered automatically.

"And how do you plan on finding said silver Volvo? When we were walking down here I saw at least three Volvo's." He thought about that for a moment before he pulled out his keys and hit a button. Lights flashed and a horn blared about mid way down the field full of cars. I shook my head at my stupidity. How had I not thought about that before?

He smiled and lead me down to his car.

"Hmm. . .Lets play a game." Edward suggested.

"Okay."

"Twenty questions?"

"Shoot" I said.

"What's your favorite color Bella." By that time we had made it to the Volvo and Edward was opening my door for me.

"Thank you." I said, surprised by his actions. Did people actually still do that? Apparently they do.

"Your welcome love." I sighed, I don't thing I will ever get tired of that term of endearment, of course I don't think I would ever get tired of his voice period.

He got in the car gracefully and I answered, "It changes with my mood, but today I think its brown." It felt like we were so passed the point when you ask that kind of question, it was odd.

"Why brown? That's so plain."

"It's warm, homey."

"Your right," he said after a short pause, "Brown is very warm." He pulled some of the stray hair behind my ear. I blushed, and again, he thought it was funny. Stupid shiny Volvo owner. I almost laughed at the stupidity of my almost irritated thought.

"What's yours?"

"Strawberry red." He answered immediately. Then I swore I saw a little color rise to his cheeks. I couldn't figure out why a color had brought such a reaction, but it did.

"When's your birthday Bella?" He asked as he pulled easily out of the field.

"September 13th. Yours?"

"June 20th."

"Okay. . .Are we just going to drive or did you have any place in mind?"

He laughed and said lightly. "I'll let that one not count, because I really should have thought to tell you that before. It was very rude of me, expecting you to go to some unknown place with someone you barley know. Honestly, I just want to drive. I didn't really have any particular place in mine, but now that I think about it, I think we should go to the park."

"The park? At 10:30 PM. Really?" I asked.

"Why not? I think I should pull into a drive through some where, get us something to eat, and take us to the park. . .If that's alright with you."

"It's fine with me, I've just never been to the park this late. Where are you getting the food?"

"That depends, what do you want to eat?"

I smiled at his consideration and said, "Anywhere that has fries and milkshakes."

"Your wish is my command."

The rest of the ride we played twenty questions. I learned things like: he loves to play baseball, he has more cds than a record store, how his band started when they were eleven, he loves his family, he had been on a few dates but never really felt a connection with any of those girls, He really likes to read, after this summer he thinks he'll start college (that part scared me a little), and he likes thunder and lightning storms (something that scares me more than I care to admit).

He pulled into the drive through and ordered me my milkshake and fries. He ordered the same thing, but got a strawberry milkshake instead of vinilla. Much to my distaste he paid, I wanted to at least help a little.

"Edward?" I asked as we pulled back onto the main road.

"Yes Bella?" He asked sweetly.

"May I turn on the radio?"

"Of course Bella. You don't have to ask me things like that, I don't mind. I have some Cd's in the dash and under the passenger seat if you want to take a look."

"Thats alright, I'm sure I can fine some thing on the radio."

"Whatever you'd like love." I smiled widely as I flipped through the stations until I found Yellow by Coldplay.

~Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And all the things you do
Yeah they were all yellow
I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
It was called yellow
So then I took my turn
Oh what a thing to have done
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah, your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
You know, you know I love you so
You know I love you so~

He sang the lyrics and when he could he looked over at me. I wanted to cry again, but I held myself back. The end of the first chorus he sang softly, like he didn't know if he should have sang them. It made me curious, did he mean it or was he trying not to scare me away? I wasn't sure if that was exactly what I felt, but I had a feeling I would know soon.

Edward pulled swiftly into the parking lot of the park and looked in the rear view mirror at the pond across the field. I could tell that where he wanted to take me, but where is the fun in that?

I looked over at Edward who was staring at me and I smiled. I got out of the Volvo and headed to the play ground part of the park. I looked back at Edward and he was smirking, he had caught on. I walked a little faster until I was standing behind the swings. I took hold of the two chopper colored chains and looked back at Edward. He was wearing his lopsided grin and was speedily walking over to me. I turned back around and got comfotable inside the swing. I moved me feet back and forth, not really leaving the ground.

A few secods later my swing was pulled back, from behind, high into the air, defying gravity. I yelped at first in surprise but, I saw the two strong hands where a few inches above mine and was much calmer. Well, except for my heart, it was running a marathon.

I felt his breath tickle my neck and I shivered.

"Would you like me to push you Bella?" He asked just above a whisper. I turned to lock at him and nodded. He was so close our noses touched. He pulled his head back slowly after an instance stare we held for a few seconds and gave me away to gravity.

My swing flew threw the air at a surprisingly fast pace before I swung back and collided into two strong hands. He pushed me again and I went almost as high as I had the first time. My lower back again collided with the large hands as they swiftly pulled me back before letting go again.

This time I looked up at the sky and saw angry, grey clouds that almost completely covered quarter moon. I sighed, the rain would come soon. It had been surprisingly clear the last two days. It had showered every once and awhile but was not half as bad as it usually was for Fork, Washington.

The next time Edward pushed me tword the sky I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of the wind in my hair and my body flying threw it.

About six pushes on the swing later I still had my eyes closed and a smile plastered across my face. I went up and expected to come right down, like every other time, but I was pulled to a sudden stop in mid air as I was coming down.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw Edward staring at me intensely, less than a foot away from my face. His sculpted face stunned me for a moment, but I quickly regained my focus when he started to lean forward. I returned to gesture and both of our eyes fluttered closed.

It was a passionate exchange for people who knew the other exsisted for a little more than two and a half days, but it was passionate all the same. He let my swing slack a little so we were closer. He had a firm grip on my swing so I let my hands waver and they instantly found their way into his bronze locks. His lips were soft against mine and so was his hair I had knotted in my hands. I never wanted it to end, but a few water droplets landed against my face and in Edward's unruly hair.

Our eyes reluctantly opened just as a rain drop rolled out of the jungle that was his hair onto his smooth forehead.

Without a second thought I placed my hands on his shoulders to brace myself before I leaned up and kissed the water away. When I leand back with my arms still braced on his strong shoulders I saw his peaceful face. His eyes were close and he had a small smile playing on the corners of his lips. He opened his eyes as more rain droplets wettened our skin. He sighed before he leaned down and kissed my lips sweetly, as a sigh of thanks and appreciation.

I smiled at him warmly, but had to brake the moment."Edward, I would love nothing more than to stay here like this until you can't hold up the swing any longer and we both fall or until my legs turn blue from the lack of blood flow, but I think we should leave before we get even wetter and get sick."

"Your right, we should get going." He lowered my swing slowly and when I stood up. I hadn't really recaptured the little bit of balance I had to begin with and started to fall forwards. Strong arms caught me and helped me stay upright.

"Are you alright?" His eyes were filled with concern and I couldn't help but smile.

"I'll be fine as long as I dont get sick. I hate being sick."

"I'll make sure that doesn't happen." He said before he wrapped his arm around my waist and and pulled us out of the light covering of trees, into the parking lot.

We both got into the Volvo; were damp and breathing heavily from the mad dash we made for the car. Edward sighed and started the car. After the car was started he turned on the heat. I was more than thankful. Damp, cold Bella plus cold leather car seats dont mix.

A crack of thunder and bright lighning tore threw the sky and jumped a foot into the air with a yelp. I hate thunder and lightning. They scare me more than I'd like to admit. It was because when I was a seven a tree next to our house was struck by lighning and clipped the house as it fell, I watched.

Before I knew it Edward had pulled up the middle seat/arm rest up and had pulled me over to him. His embrace was warm and comforting. I burried my face in his chest and wrapped my arms around his form tightly. He held me equally as tight and stroked my hair.

"It's okay love. Let me get you home." I nodded into his warm chest and leaned back a bit so he could use the arm that wasn't around my shoulders to start driving.

"Um Bella, I just realized something. . ." He said as he pulled out of the parking spot in one swift motion.

"Whats that?"

"I have absolutely no clue where you live." I laughed and gave him the directions to my house before drifting to sleep under his arm.

Epov

I pulled into her drive way and looked down at the sleeping angel clutching me tightly. It seemed every time the thunder struck the sky her hold on me got tighter and never loosened. It made me happy though, that I could be here for her, even if she was sleeping.

I feel for her. I feel strongly for her and it made no logical sense. But I have looked at this logicly quite a lot and have come to the conclution there is no answer as to why I feel for her this strongly after such little time. In all honesty though it felt like years since we had met.

Every single thing about Bella is perfect (for me). Her attitude, her sweetness, her sense of humor, her mannerism, her love of music (very important), her reactions, her wit, her love to learn, her amazing smile, her heart shaped face that fits in my hands, her small hands that fill mine perfectly, her lips that are just right for mine and taste like strawberries, and many other things I had caught hint of since I had met her. I plan to learn every single thing about her.

"Bella?" I rubbed her shoulder lightly with the hand that was rested on it.

"Hmm?" She said looking up groggily.

"Were here love."

She looked up and saw through the sheets of rain that she was indeed home. She took one of her arms from around my waist and rubber the sleep out of her eyes. I didn't blame her for being tired, it was a little passed midnight.

She started to get off my chest when the sky was filled with light and the thunder rolled. She clung to me tightly again without hesitation and burried her face in my damp hoddie. I rubbed her back soothingly and wondered if we were going to ever get out of this car.

A few minutes later she started to lean away from me again and completed the action that time.

I brushed a strand of her hair away from her face and said, "I think maybe we should get you inside just in case the storm gets any worse."

"Wait, your coming in too right?" She asked with wide eyes.

"I hadn't planned on it, but if you want me to, I will." I was honestly getting tired myself. If it had been any other time I would have said 'yes' right away.

"Of course I do, you cant drive in a storm like this! I would feel much better if you came in. I would be very aggrieved if you died."

"I can assure you the weather is no problem and I would not die," I smirked "But if it makes you feel better I would be happy to come in."

She smiled widely and replied, "In that case rock star, please lead the way. If I tried we'd probably both be end up in the mud." I could tell she hated the idea of going out in the wild storm, but it had to be done. I was about to take her hand, open the door and run, but I remembered that she didn't do so well on her feet and her yard had more mud (at this point) than grass.

"Bella come here." She looked at me questioningly and confusedly, but scooted over to me none the less. I moved my seat away from the stearing wheel and opened the car door. I pulled her to me then, so she was sitting sideways across my lap. The thunder slammed into our ears and she held me tight around my neck.

"Edward?" I could tell this made no sense to her, and I found it almost humorous.

"Trust me." She nodded without thinking about it for more than one or two seconds. I pulled my left arm under her legs and ran with her up until we got to the door.

I was breathing heavily when I put her down and she was looking at me with amazed, thankful, and surprised eyes. I smiled and she got up on her toes and kissed my cheek. I felt my smile grow a little wider and her face grow pinker, as she opened her front door.

"Well, it's not much but it's home."

I looked to the right and saw the entrance to a small dinning room, to my left a living room, and straight ahead was a stair case.

"Um, the living room is to your left, the kitchen and dinnig room are to your right, the bathroom is upstairs to the right along with my bedroom, and Charlie's room is to the left." I watched her as she spoke with uncertainty. It was almost funny she was suddenly nervous now. She stood in front of me shifting from foot to foot and I tried to think of ways to make her more comfortable.

"Bella you might want to go change. Your practically soaked."

"Yeah, that's a good idea. You can take off you jacket and get comfortable in the living room if you want. I have to hunt down some candles too in case the power goes out."

"Okay love, take your time."

She smiled then turned and dashed up the stairs, stumbling once. I walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa. I pulled off my wet shoes, socks, and hoddie while I thought about the last two days.

How had all of this happened so fast? All I knew was it did, and I wouldn't change it for the world. I replayed it all over in my head as Bella walked in. She was waring checkered black and white pajama pants and a tee shirt two sizes to big for her. I wanted to get up and go hold her, but decided I had better stay seated.

I noticed her arms were full of candles of all different shapes and sizes. "Do you need any help Bella?"

"Please? I need to spread these around the room in case the power goes out. I have a feeling they won't, but better safe than sorry."

I walked over and kissed her on the cheek. I took half of the candles out of her arms and spread them around the room like she had asked. When I finished and they were all lit Bella was putting a DVD in the player under the TV.

"Have you ever seen this movie?"

"What is it?"

"It's called Across The Universe. It's based on The Beatles songs. It's not my favorite, but I really like it."

"No I haven't, but I'd like too."

She went over to the sofa, sat down, and patted the seat next to her. "Come on rock star."

I walked over and sat next to her as the movie began to play.

Bpov

As the movie continued I drifted closer to Edward. I remember laying my head on his shoulder and than blank until I felt Edward shitfting, now under me, but I was too tired to care. I just snuggled closer and slept. It felt like minutes later when Edward yawned and said in a sleep filled voice, "Bella? Bella wake up. We fell asleep."

"Mmm, I wanna go back to bed Edward. Will you help me get upstairs?" I asked with a yawn and half opened eyes.

"Of course Bella." He said while yawning. The things are contagious.

I nodded into his chest and he sat up with me already in his arms. As he lifted me up, my rational side was almost scared he would drop me because he was just asleep a few seconds ago, but I didn't voice it.

The rocking motions of his walk were making me even more tired. In my sleep filled state I only barely noticed when he set me down on my bed. I waited for the bed to sink down with his weight for a second, but it didn't come. I rolled over and saw him standing in the door way.

That scene was horribly familiar.

"Edward," I slurred with sleep, "Don't go. Stay with me. . .Please?"

He looked like he was thinking for a minute, before the lines that formed across his face while he thought suddenly smoothed out.

"M'kay love." He hummed out sleepily.

He dragged his feet until he was beside my bed and fell onto it. I laughed a little laugh in my half awake state as his head fell face first into the pillow beside me. He rolled onto his side and pulled me to himself. He had one arm wrapped around my waist and one arm hidden uder the pillow. I rolled over so I was facing him and buried my head in his chest.

"Strawberry." Was the last mumbled word he spoke before sleep claimed us both.

One of the best summers of my life up until now started that night. Edward and I had woken up by my demented alarm clock the next morning. After we rolled out of bed I brushed my teeth and went to make breakfast. Edward had followed, but took a detour so he could get his cell phone out of his jacket. He had six texts and three voice messages.

The texts were from Emmett, Jasper, Seth, and Alice. All three voice mails were from his mother. I had to laugh when she had gotten so loud he had to hold the phone away from his ear.

Later that day Edward and I went over to his house to try and explain. His mother believed the truth thankfully and she fully trusted Edward. Edward was lucky his father had not know he was missing or my father had come home early, the circumstances would have been very different (not in a good way either).

That day we had spent mostly at his house. The next day he came over and met my father. It went as well as it could have gone.

The rest of our summer was heaven. He took me to his meadow and we did everything together.

The next school year had been harder. People knew not to mess with me thanks to Edward and the band, but our time together was very limited. We talked to each other every day, usually more than once, but it wasn't the same. He did normally see me at least two or three times a week, but it was very different than seeing each other daily over the summer.

I got so frustrated about how little time we had I worked so hard I skipped more than half of eleventh grade and went right into twelfth. Edward was very proud of me.

The following year I started college at the same school as Edward so we saw much more of each other. Edward had also used his families innumerable amount of money to get me a dorm two doors away from his. I felt bad though, my dorm got very little use until he finished school.

The rest of our time in school was much the same, with the almost consant togetherness we did get into a few fights, but never anything too bad.

As of now were unpacking my things into the apartment Edward got after he graduated.

"Bella, it wont all fit. Come make it fit." Edward wined from the bedroom. Poor Edward was trying to fit my clothes into his crammed dresser.

"I told you we need another dresser."

He walked out of the bedroom to the living room where I was putting up photos. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms securely around my waist.

"I think your right strawberry. Who knew such a small woman's clothes could take up so much space." I love it when he calls me strawberry. He has been calling me that since I was in twelfth grade because of my strawberry shampoo, chap stick, body wash, and the color of my blush. They made a cd for friends and family called Strawberry, Rose, and Alice (Seth sadly left the band after high school). The cover art was a painted by Edward. It has a red strawberry in a small set of hands that had a ribbon (the same color as Rosalie's hair) around both wrists tied together in a bow. We all knew what it meant and loved it. It also had a song for each of us. My song is called Strawberry Love.

"I did."

"Yes my genius, soon to be, wife knew." Did I forget to mention we're engaged? Yes? Sorry.

"You love saying that don't you?"

"I do. I'll loving saying it even more when the 'soon to be' part isn't attached."

"Me too." I said as I turned my head and kissed his cheek.

"You know were going to be late for lunch with my family right?"

"Oh, I forgot all about that. Lets go."

"Your going to leave in my tee shirt and your sweat pants? Really Bella?"

"Oh man! I forgot." I ran in the bedroom to change.

"You know," Edward walked in, "You seem very forgetful today."

"I think your right rock star, now help me with this zip."

He chuckled and got up from where he was sitting on the bed to help me. He zipped up the back of my dress and my neck tenderly.

"Alice is going to be absolutely livid if were late again." I said as I grabbed my purse.

"Of course she will be strawberry love, so let get going and not be late. I don't feel like being yelled at by the energizer faerie today."

"Alright," I kissed him lightly, " You ready?"

"Of course."

"Then lets go." I took his hand and we exited the apartment.

The End.

Or Is It??????

LOL You Wish.

I know that could have been a story if I posted it in a few parts, but honestly, I just wanna get it out there. I really hoped you like it. I had a really good time writing it. I feel really attached to these characters. That's probably why I'm gonna post more for this story. Nothing really in order, but outtakes from their life up tell the point where I ended it. There won't be many. Since I write for fun I would write them anyway, but I think if I write them I should post them. I'm sure normal one shots don't do that, but as I said, I like this story.
I cannot tell you how much it means to me that you read this. Much Love,
-Aarica.

Possible Outtakes

*Outtake Engagement
*Outtake Argument - Written
*Outtake Edward Meets Charlie
*Outtake Skipping Grades
*Outtake The Next Day

Which idea do you like best? I already wrote the argument one so that will be posted. Please tell me if you like the story too.

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