Well. I know that this is chapter 1 again but after reading a review from Aubree Kahlo I read over it and realized how rushed it was. You people deserve the best! I know that what I have done know may not be better at all so please review and tell me if this is okay? Please enjoy. Thank you so much to Aubree Kahlo for reviewing and giving me the wake up call I needed, this is dedicated to you. Please let me know if this is better for you?
Chapter 1
Bella:
Edward jumps elegantly into my bedroom and lands quietly onto the floor. His feet make no sound as he paces across the room to me. He is wearing my favorite blue shirt with pale, light-colored jeans. On his face he is wearing my favorite crooked smile and my breath catches as I look over his perfect features. My heartbeat flutters like a hummingbird and I wish that for once Edward couldn't hear my heart. At least he wasn't like Jasper and could sense the lust rolling off me. I tuck my hair behind my ear and study the floor. In less than one minute he would be in front of me and I wouldn't know what to say. Edward stops one footstep in front of me and lifts my chin up with one pale finger.
"Hey." He whispers.
"Hey." I whisper back.
We stand there for a couple of minutes staring into each others eyes. Then I can no longer stand the silence that I have to break it.
"Can I have a few minutes to be human?" I ask Edward.
He nods. I run into the bathroom and stand in front of the sink. Looking at my pale face in the mirror, I try and tell myself to calm down. I faintly hear Edward chuckle as I realize my mistake. Damn, those stupid vampires with their super hearing! I turn on the cold tap and watch it run. Wetting my hands, I wipe my face, trying to cool myself down. It doesn't help. I give up and move onto my teeth instead. I keep scrubbing until the minty taste gets the better of me. I rinse my mouth out. I drag myself out of my new purple skirt and fold it up, all the time giving curses to Alice and her fashion sense. I pull on my old comfy pjs and tie my hair up in a pony-tail. For the hundredth time I ask myself, what does Edward see in me? Well, better not keep him waiting any longer.
I walk steadily back to my bedroom, not wanting to seem desperate. As I peer behind my door, I realize he is not where I left him. It takes me a minute to locate him again. Edward is sat on my bed looking through my photo albums. He pauses on a single one of me and him and touches it lightly with his finger. I would love to stay hear watching him forever but I know, that he knows, that I'm here. And sure enough as I walk towards him, he looks up and beams at me. I quickly close my curtains and shut my door. When I turn around Edward has already put my albums away and pulled my covers back. I blush, feeling the warm blood rise to my cheeks. I scramble into my bed and beckon for Edward to lie with me. He grins and quickly accepts my offer. As I lie in his steel iron grip I can feel myself falling to sleep. Edward wraps the covers around me firmly and kisses my head.
"Goodnight my sweetheart. We have a big day ahead of us"
I don't get what he says and just as I'm about to ask, I