Hey everyone! Here's the second chapter! I'm writing this right after the first chapter was posted so I hope you all reviewed! Anyways on with the story!
Disclaimer- I have Jasper my laptop, Alice my cell, George my Ipod and Edward my retainer but sadly I don't actually own the characters.
We talked about everything on the way up. We had the most random conversations sometimes. We arrived at Port Angeles 40 minutes after leaving my house. We would have been there sooner but I stopped for gas. I had to circle the block before finding a parking spot. You knew this town could be so busy on an April Friday afternoon. It was surprisingly nice outside today. It was one of those rare occasions where that big bright yellow thing in the sky is actually visible and not covered but thick, dark rain clouds. But only for a little while because the clouds were coming in again to take the sun's 10 minutes of fame away. I realize that the saying is normally '15 minutes of fame' but around here that was hardly possible.
We both got and slammed the doors shut because my doors are horrible that way and headed to the pizza place. Edward was right behind me, occasionally brushing my arm for reassurance. I had gotten used to it over the years but some people saw it as weird. I was glad Edward trusted me like that but sometimes wondered if he only did that so I didn't fall or trip over my own feet. Edward, more than anyone knew how clumsy I am. I asked him this once and he just laughed, never really giving me an answer.
We entered the pizza place and placed our order, one large pizza and 20 wings. It seems like a lot but when you are sharing in it with a teenage boy with what seems like a bottomless appetite it was just enough. We were told it would be 20 minutes and headed across the street to the local video store.
It was quite busy in the store. I took Edward's hand, to help him through a crowd. I had done this countless times before but, it felt different this time. I felt more aware and oddly nervous. Edward's hand tightened when he realized I had slowed down. I found a few musicals and read the names and summary to Edward.
"Ok so this one is from 2007, 'Pleasantly plump teenager Tracy Turnblad teaches 1962 Baltimore a thing or two about integration after landing a spot on a local TV dance show'. It has some big names in it." I said reading like the 10th DVD cover to Edward. We had already put back like 15, one was just too gory for me. It was about some insane barber who slit people's throats! Edward might be able to sit through it but I know I wouldn't.
"Sure why not, what else do you have?" Edward asked, I knew he had a thing about watching movies with racial discrimination in it. He couldn't tell what race a person was when he was talking to them and he treated everyone the same, Edward couldn't understand why someone would be that ignorant over something that person can't control. That's another pro on the Edward list.
"Um, let's see alright how about this one; it's from 2003 'In the Land of OZ, there was a time before Dorothy. This is the story of two girls that became friends despite their differences. Their names are Galinda and Elphaba; also known as Glinda the Good Witch and The Wicked Witch of the West. They weren't always good and wicked. This is their story of love and friendship through a school called Shiz',(A/N I know this musical isn't out on DVD but a girl can dream!) it looks good, oh it had the one chick from the musical we looked at before, the one in New York city and they all have like AID's or something."
Edward seemed to consider it for a second then said, "Sure, I like the idea of unlikely friendships."
He chuckled and hit my shoulder playfully. I frowned jokingly.
"And what's so unlikely about us, huh?" I poked him in the shoulder. I put the rest of the DVD's we didn't want onto a shelf nearby, where we had gotten them.
Edward shook his head and shrugged, he looked like he was trying to hide something. I dropped it though.
The line up wasn't too bad, we had to wait a few minutes before a young boy about 15 years old called 'next'. The boy, Dylan, didn't seem in a chatty mood. With a quick 'thank-you' he almost threw the bag at me. Well someone had a hard day in pre-school. I walked across the street with Edward beside me, his head slightly turning when he heard a noise. I knew he hated being around a lot of people he didn't know and quickly picked up the pizza, paying the guy and almost running to the truck. Making sure Edward knew I had changed my speed of course, with a tap on the back of his hand.
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I was in my room setting down plates for the pizza on my bed. My laptop was already charged, the DVD's we had just bought, no not rented, because Edward did want me to have to ride back, and after an argument in the car ride, he wouldn't let me pay him back. Edward for that matter was at his house next door gathering his Pj's. Another tradition of movie night was that we normally crashed where ever it was held. I was walking back down the stairs when the phone rang.
I walked quickly almost tripping over a chair and picked up.
"Hello?" I said.
"Bella, it's Dad. I'm going over to Billy's for dinner and more than likely fishing tomorrow, so I might not see you till tomorrow afternoon. Are you going to be alright" My dad, Charlie asked me. This happened almost every weekend, well every weekend that didn't promise a thunderstorm.
"Yeah Cha- Dad, Edward and I are just gonna watch a few movies and hang out." I replied like I always did.
"Ok Bells, if you need anything just go next door to the Mason's." He always thought I was going to maim myself while walking down the hallway. We both said 'goodbye' and I hung up the phone as Edward walked in the door.
"Bella?"He called, I knew he was mentally reviewing the layout of my house; I always had to be careful about leaving chairs out to the cupboards open.
"In the kitchen, you can head up stairs if you want. The pizza's on my bed." I called back and heard his footsteps fading away. I grabbed a few drinks and hurried up to join Edward in my room.
We were lounged on my bed, Edward's back against the head board and I was lying on my stomach my feet resting on the pillows. We had decided the watch the one that took place in the 1960's first then the one with the artists in New York and finishing with the one with the witches. The credits began to roll on the last one. I had to admit I really enjoyed them. But out of the three the third was my favourite, it was funny and the songs were great. Also because the main character of Elphaba who was out casted because she was born with something she couldn't control, because of how she looked, was so relatable, and to be honest I almost cried at the end of this one. The second one about the artists in New York I defiantly cried, it had a bitter sweet ending. I pressed pause and closed my laptop, I climbed over Edward, started to clean up the mess of pizza stained paper plates and empty pop cans.
"Good choice this week Edward." I said.
Edward was silent and facing straight ahead but he gave a slight smile, he knew I was going to ask for the full story about the whole black eye incident. Anger flared up again. I tried to be non-ostentatious about it as I crawled back onto the other side of the bed, my back against the wall, knees up to my chest.
"So you want to tell me what happened today? Or am I going to have do the whole twenty questions interrogation?" I asked trying to make my voice light.
Edward sighed and turned to me so we were facing each other and said, "When I went to the locker I passed by them, I knew who it was because they were whispering about something, when I opened the locker I heard two sets of footsteps coming closer. They started talking bad about you, saying how you were just as weird and retarded as I was for being my friend. Then he told me that I was a waste and that it wouldn't matter if I died or had ever lived, no one would miss me. Because I'm useless. Of course I got angry and tried to punch Mike, who was standing in front of me, he dodge it and Tyler held my arms back as Mike..."
He stopped, breathing heavily out of anger. Edward's fits were now clenched. So were mine.
"Mike what?" I asked, after a bit of a pause in a low voice.
"Mike took my glasses off and said 'look he actually does have eyes!' before punching me."
I gasped, how could people be so cruel!? I knew how Edward hated to be without his glasses, he felt uncomfortable and embarrassed and even though I had assured him I would never judge him, I had never actually seen his eyes, I mean not open anyways.
"How could you let them get away with that? Edward don't you listen to a thing they say, those people are just cruel! I mean they don't even know you! And how could they? They've never even spoken to you other than to make funny of you! They don't know you love to read, they don't know you can play piano the way you do they don't know-"
Edward cut me off from my rant.
"Bella, do you ever regret being my friend?" He was very calm when he asked this as he turned so he was in his original position with his back to the head board, his stance mirroring mine with his knees drawn up and his arms around them. The room was dark, I guess I had forgotten to turn the lights back on after the movies; the only light source now was the moonlight coming in through my window. I was speechless for a second, how could he possibly think I regretted being his friend. I couldn't even imagine what my life would be like if we hadn't become friends.
"Why would you even think that?"
"Because Bella, if you hadn't become my friend all those years ago you could go out on a Friday night and party. You wouldn't have to wait for me or have to show me where everything is when we go into a new building where I'm going to be for a while. If we hadn't become friends you would be popular and I would've gone to a special school, but I fought with my parents telling them I didn't want to be away from you and worked hard to try and fit in which obviously didn't work."
He stopped then continued, "Bella don't get me wrong, I don't regret us being friends and I don't mind taking those classes after school and you know I hate walking around with that cane but in a little while we're going to head off to university and we probably won't be together because the only thing I can get in for is music, but you have so many options. We're not always going to be together as much as I want us to be..."
I hadn't even thought about university. I had always thought we would just always be together as friends and of lately, maybe more... then friends that is.
"Edward you don't have to worry about this now, and even when we get to that point you're going to have an awfully hard time getting away from me," I poked his side jokingly and continued.
"And Edward one day you're gonna meet a girl you love and one that understands you."
He mumbled something that sounded like, "What if I've already met her?"
I wasn't sure if that was what he actually said or if I was hearing things so I kept quiet.
"Edward everything is going to be alright, I'm here."
I put an arm on his shoulder and he turned towards me as I leant in to give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I hugged him tightly then pulled back slightly to kiss his cheek but his head turned towards and our lips met. I didn't know what was happening, and soon I was kissing him back. His hand tangled in my hair. Oh God I was kissing Edward, my best friend. I pulled away suddenly and he looked as shocked as I was. I tried clearing my throat, before stuttering an excuse to use the bathroom.
Once inside I shut the door and sank to floor. I had wanted to do that for a while but I hadn't expected that! And what if he only did that because he was scared or maybe he meant to kiss my cheek as I did his! Uh! I was so confused; I mean what if this threw a wrench into our friendship? Or if we did get together and it didn't work out? But deep down, I think I knew it was going to happen and he had kissed me back right? And now I was sitting on my bathroom floor rambling on to myself while he sat alone in my room. He must be feeling awful.
I tried to slow my breathing as I got up and opened the door. The hallway was quiet save for Charlie's snoring; he must've gotten in when we were still watching the movies because I didn't hear him.
I reached my room and stood in the door way for a second, Edward was still in the same position but with his head in his hands, rubbing his forehead. I walked over to him and cautiously put my hand on the back of his head and stroked his head gently. He stopped rubbing his forehead and turned his head up to face me.
"Bella, I have to tell you something."
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