Author's Note: Okay, here's the next chapter, Please review guys!!!!!!!!

BPOV:

Edward Cullen. Wow. Alice told me that Edward was quiet and weird. She didn't mention how beautiful he was. All she did was gush over Jasper. She was deffinatley head over heals in love with him. The gushing got on my nerves, but I sort of felt bad for her. He was dieing. I don't know how she could look at him everyday and not cry. She's a tough girl. I suddenly heard Alice's voice, it snapped me out of my trance.

"So, what you guys playin' tonight?" Alice asked Jasper in a high voice.

"Uh, I don't know. Probably that new song that Edward wrote. That okay?" He asked Edward.

"That's fine." Edward replied. He looked as if it took a great deal of effort to force the words out. As Alice and Jasper went back to giggling in the backseat, I stared at Edward. His jaw line was perfectly structured. The color of his green eyes matched mine, but his were much more stunning. He had messy brunette hair and smelt like smoke and dryer sheets, but I liked it. I couldn't help but notice what seemed to be lurking behind his jade eyes. I don't know what it was. Pain? Hate? Fear? Im not quite sure, but something about him seems…mysterious.

When the car stopped, I realized we were in the parking lot of Beck's coffee house. Edward stopped the car and got out before any of us had our seatbelts on. He walked back to the trunk that he had popped open and grabbed the two guitar cases out. He handed one to Jasper who was now standing next to him, Alice at his side. Edward shut the trunk, and we all walked into Beck's.

It smelt like cappacino and insense. Not a mix that I cared for. Jasper let go of Alices hand gracefully and him and Edward walked through a door that I'm sure led into some backroom.

"Over here." Alice said. She led me to a small square table with four chairs surrounding it. We sat down next to each other, and waited.

Finally Edward and Jasper appeared on stage. Edward looked even more marvoulous in the glowing stage light. They sat down on the two stools that sat in front of two shiny silver microphones. They both started to strum at the same time. Alice was staring at Jasper with a small smile on her face.

They started to sing and the wind was knocked out of me. They were amazing. Not only could they play guitar…but they can sing! Jasper was good, but Edward was great. There was something smooth about his voice and the way he hit the strings with his fingers. I could see that he wasn't only singing the song, he was feeling it. I only caught a few of the mellow words because I was to caught up in Edward to notice much of anything. The song was about a man who lost his wife who was killed. He moves away, and secludes himself. He ends up killing himself. The song was beautiful.

"Edward wrote that?" I asked Alice in amazement.

"He's crazy talented." She replied, not taking her eyes off of Jasper, who was walking back to the table with Edward. When they reached us, they both slung their guitars over the backs of their chairs and sat down. Jasper sat next to Alice and Edward sat next to me.

"You were great." Alice said. She seemed to only be speaking to Jasper. He smiled and kissed her. Edward turned is head away at the same time I did.

We sat at the table for over thirty minutes. Jasper and Alice did all the talking, mostly to each other. Me and Edward saw their patiently. It took everything I had to force myself not to look at his perfect marble face. Every once and a while Edward would clear his throat and I would get excited, thinking he was about to speak. But he didn't. I longed to hear his perfect, smooth voice again.

"Okay, it's getting late. Let's head." Jasper said standing up. He grabbed his guitar and Alices hand and started to walk out. Edward followed behind him, and I walked behind Edward.

The drive home was quiet, except for the abnoxious giggling in the backseat.

"Bella really liked your song Edward." I heard Alice say from the backseat. The blood suddenly rushed to my cheeks. His pale cheeks also turned a bright shade of red.

"Uh, thank you." He said, not making eye contact with me.

"Yeah." Was all I said. I suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline, I needed to hear his voice again. "You sound like a young Van Morrison." I choked out, hoping he would respond.

"You listen to Van Morrison?" He asked, almost amazed. This time he made eye contact, I couldn't breath.

"Mhm" I said, between my deep breathes.

"What's your favorite song?" He asked, the nervous edge in his voice made me smile.

"Uh, 'Sweet Thing'." I replied. I couldn't take my eyes off of his face. "Yours?" I asked.

"Probably 'T.B. Sheets'. He answered. I could tell he was intrigued by my music taste. "You ever heard Terry Reid?" He asked.

"Are you kidding." I said quickly. "He's a genius." I answered. A wide smile spread across his face.

"Yeah, he is." He said. My heart dropped when I realized we were back at Alices.

"Okay, sorry to break up the flirt fest, but we have to go Bella." I heard Alice say from the backseat. I forced myself to take my eyes from Edwards and get out of the car. Before I shut the door I heard him speak again.

"Uh, when we were backstage, Jasper told me that you play guitar? We should play together sometime." He said. He smiled his perfect smile and shut the door from the inside.

I think my heart just stopped.