A/N: I own nothing related to Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn, or the Twilight Movie. They all belong to Stephenie Meyer. I'm just having fun.

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BPOV

I was waiting for my alarm to ring again after I pressed snooze a few minutes ago when I heard my computer make the little ringing noise letting me know I had a new instant message. I rolled over on my rather juvenile twin sized bed and groaned inwardly at the idiotic thump my heart gave. That in itself was enough of a signal for me to know who the message was from. Sometimes, I felt like maybe my body was a bit psychic or something. No, idiot. Only when it comes to him.

I glanced over at my monitor and saw the little white box in the middle of the screen. Might as well get up and see what he wants. I threw my purple bedspread off of me and stood up, twisting at my waist and stretching my arms over my head. I had been so lazy all day yesterday. I barely even got up from bed. It was ridiculous really, but it wasn't like I had a whole shitload of stuff to do. I was pretty caught up on all my homework and Mike, my boyfriend, was out of town this week visiting his parents in Forks. Sadly enough, I didn't miss him all that much.

Reaching my desk, I pulled out my black mesh-backed chair and sat down, pulling the keyboard out from the drawer. I peered at the screen, head cocked to one side and one of my eyes slightly closed. I knew it. Edward.

EaC1918: You there?

I sighed as my heart thumped louder and faster. When would I get over this silliness? He's not even in front of you, Bella! the rational side of my brain yelled. I started typing.

BellaS: Yea, I'm here. Thanks for waking me up!

EaC1918: Sorry. I just wanted to talk to you.

BellaS: *scoff* Sure ya did. So, what's up?

EaC1918: Not much, just got home.

I looked at the time on the bottom right hand corner of my screen. 6:35 am. He's just getting home now? Ugh. My leg started that annoying bounce-y thing that apparently meant I was either stressed or ticked off. Or both. I ran my hands up and down my face in frustration. Of course he's just getting home Bella. He had a night out planned with that silly what's-her-face yesterday. Get a fucking grip!

BellaS: That's right! Big night huh? Did ya have a good time?

No one ever said I wasn't a masochist.

EaC1918: Not really. It wasn't all I hoped it would be.

My breath hitched. Not all he hoped it would be. Hmm. I wondered what might have happened. Edward was one of my best friends. Edward Cullen. Boyfriend of one Jessica Stanley. I wanted to rip her stupid fake highlighted curls right out of her head.

BellaS: Bummer. What happened? Pretty late (or early) time for it not having been a good date.

EaC1918: She didn't take too kindly to being out at the beach at night. Something about the salty air not being good for her complexion…or her hair or some shit.

That Jessica chic was such a bozo. And a ditz. Edward had started dating her at the end of last year right before the holiday season, so about 4 months ago. We were all sophomores at Seattle University. It only stands to figure that most of the Forks High kids would migrate just slightly for our "higher education".

BellaS: Sorry dude. Maybe she was just having a bad night?

EaC1918: Maybe, but I doubt it. She's been in a "mood" a lot recently. I don't know what is wrong with her.

Anyway, Mike still out of town?

BellaS: Yea, he should be back tomorrow night.

EaC1918: So…you feeling lonely over there? ::wagging eyebrows::

BellaS: LOL. Not that lonely, dork! =)

EaC1918: Can't blame a guy, right? ::wink::

I knew he was kidding. This is the way we were. We would mess around with each other making these comments but there was no truth to them. Nothing really there to back them up. Well, I know that if he so much as ever looked at me a certain way, I'd be jumping his bones…no questions asked. But I knew that those thoughts were one sided in this relationship. He was my friend. A really good friend. I know he cared for me. Loved me even. Like a guy would love his friend or sister. I'd never be more than that to him. Which is why I'm dating Mike. Mike is a good guy. Really, he is. He was tall and athletic. Blue eyes. Cute face. There was just one problem with him though. He didn't make my heart stop and start again at double speed. Ugh!

I decided to end this conversation soon. I knew that if it went on for longer, I would only just get myself into more trouble. Then, when it was time for me to see him at lunch or at the coffee shop or anywhere for that matter, it would be that much harder for me to pretend that his presence didn't affect me in such a strong way.

BellaS: Well, Eddie-boy…I gotta go get ready for class.

EaC1918: Oh, ok. I should catch some sleep anyway. You free for a coffee run later?

BellaS: Yea sure. Just give me a call after noon. TTYL.

EaC1918: Will do. See you.

I signed off and got up to start my morning routine, Edward's face dancing in my brain. Walking into my bathroom, I looked in the mirror. "You're pathetic", I said to my reflection. I furrowed my eyebrows at myself and started brushing my teeth. Mike, Mike, Mike, I chanted in my head. I needed to focus on him and forget what's-his-face. Edward would never be more than just my friend. I realized this a long time ago and needed to move on. Yet again.

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A/N: Hi all!! Thanks for reading. This is my first foray into an actual "story" so please feel free to shoot me critique, ideas…anything really. More of their history should be revealed in the next chapter. I should update pretty often, but I do work and go to school so please, pretty please bear with me if I take a bit longer. Put me on alert and you'll be the first to know. =) xoxox

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