Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns these characters.

BPOV

I was cleaning up around my house and listening to my ipod at the same time- not a good combination for me. I was concentrating on my music and I tripped on a stray shoe ( why it was in the kitchen is weird ) and I fell flat on my face all of a sudden, my nose felt like it was broken and I sat up. I saw a patch of red sticky blood on the floor. My blood. I felt sick and went to the bathroom to look at my nose and as a precaution because of my weak stomach. I looked in the mirror I gingerly touched my nose in several places to see if it was broken. No. it was only slightly sore and bleeding. I let out a sigh of relief and wiped my nose and then I grabbed the damp mop and cleaned up the mess in the kitchen ( carefully putting the shoe away and not listening to my ipod )

2 hours later

I was sitting on the couch while reading my new book, The Count of Monte Christo.

Suddenly the phone rang and I jumped. I got the phone on its third ring.

'Hello?'

'Oh! Hi Bella' Edwards voice sounded nervous

'Hi…'

'Bella, are you good at acting?' his words came out in a rush

'Why' I suspiciously asked- he already knew I couldn't act to save my life

'Just asking'

'Well, Edward to be perfectly clear, I can't act to save my own life'

'Oh' his reply sounded small and sad on the line

Then he hung up.

What the hell was that all about?

EPOV

Bella and I have been friends since year seven in high school.

I always liked her as more than a friend but I never told her- I must be pathetic.

I was felling sick. My mother was coming in a few days to see my 'wife' that I her told her about and if I don't have one, I will have to marry a girl who is ugly, dull, I don't know anything about and has the brain capacity of a coconut.

I don't know where I got the courage from but I called her and asked if she was good at acting- it was a small chance but if Bella could pretend to be my wife for the time my mother was coming to stay- one month, then maybe I had a chance to fool my mother but I knew the answer before I asked it.

My mother is very old fashioned and believed that I should have gotten married earlier- she say 21 is too old and that if I don't marry now, then I never will.