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CHAPTER 2

EPOV (Edward)

I looked Gwendolyn over. Never before had I heard of her, from Emmett's mouth or his thoughts. Nor Rose's. The bell rang for the lunch hour, which had seemed never-ending. Tramp, tramp, tramp, tramp. Why did she follow him here? She's a tramp. I heard Rosalie think to herself. She walked straight past Emmett, obviously quite angry. I hated to disrupt, but I guided Bella to Alice for a moment, and moved in beside Emmett. "A word, please, Emmett," I muttered. He spoke to Gwendolyn, and parted off with me. "What is it?" He asked innocently. His bulky, muscled figure had never intimidated me, as we were near equal, when it came to strength. "What is she doing here?" I asked. "I told you, she's a friend I met from France." Emmett shrugged. "Your acting rather close to her. Are you meaning to upset Rosalie?" I asked. We walked towards my Trigonometry class with Bella, until Gwendolyn walked down another hallway.

"No. Rose just doesn't understand yet." He sighed.

I shook my head, and a new buzz of thoughts entered my head. Bella smiled at my entrance, and welcomed me to the table. "Wow. That was odd." She remarked. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to put it all together. "I know," I smiled slightly back, then attempted changing the subject, "You have Gym next, correct?". Bella nodded. "You and I are skipping." An hour later of painfully boring, repeated Trig work, Bella and I sat in my silver Volvo, instead of out in the dripping wet weather outside. I immediately flashed a grin on my face. Bella's beautiful brown eyes glanced up at me, her skin more abnormally pale from the cold outside. "More meat sauce?" She rolled her eyes, obviously embarrassed. "No," I chuckled, "I was just thinking. Actually, I was listening. Watching Emmett's thoughts. He's watching Gwendolyn's past in his head. He seemed to have known her before the trip to France. As if they were friends before he was transformed. I think they might have had something." I explained.

Bella looked confused. "Then why are you smiling?" She asked. I intertwined my fingers with hers, and laughed. "Because Gwendolyn thinks that they're relationship is still going on, despite the numerous of years that have passed. That's what Emmett doesn't realize. He lied to us for Rose's protection. You and I both know that she can become awfully angry quite quickly, and she'd think that he was cheating on her if he told the truth. Gwendolyn wasn't even in France when Emmett and Rosalie were. At the time, she was in Sweden, visiting her Swedish family. She remembers Emmett inviting her to Forks for the first few months that we came here." I stared out the windshield, continuing. Bella's eyes were wide as she tried to follow. "So, Emmett only considers her a friend, but Gwendolyn thinks it's more than that?" She confirmed. I nodded. "She doesn't have a clue about Rosalie."

The radio clock's green text turned to 3:09, to my surprise, and students began to come out, so I started the engine. Placing my hand on the gear shift, we were off. Sitting in silence until we reached Charlie's house, Bella finally spoke up, and looked over at me. "Hopefully everything will blow over soon. And Emmett will explain. If anything gets any weirder around here, it's not going to be your average Forks." She smiled. The next day, everything had seemed to blow over. When I left Bella after school for dinner, before she went to bed, everyone acted normal at home. When I arrived, Alice was talking in a hyper manner to someone on the phone. I caught the gist of the conversation- the Church of our wedding. Wasn't it Bella and I's choice? Emmett played a video game competitively with someone across the world through the Internet, Jasper continued the Army book he was reading at lunch, Rosalie was painting her nails a shade of purple, Esme and Carlisle were upstairs in their bedroom, speaking quietly, and laughing every once in a while. It was quiet, though. Quiet.

"Uh, hello? Anyone here?"

The high, almost too-sweet voice of Gwendolyn echoed throughout the large house, and everyone's head snapped towards the door. It all happened too quickly. Emmett got up to attend to his friend, leaving his video game, which absolutely never happened, and Rosalie hissed, crouching down to the floor at Gwendolyn's direction. Alice hung up, attending to Rosalie, and Jasper was immediately there as well. Rosalie glared at both of them. "Leave me alone," Her voice dripped with venom, "I have to deal with this. Don't stop me". Gwendolyn was confused, but crouched down as well, naturally. Emmett stood tall, as I did. "Girls, stop. There's no need to fight over me." He chuckled. He thought this was a joke? I was outraged. I walked towards him, standing between the two eager vampires. "Emmett, do something. You know perfectly well why they're fighting, and I swear to you that if you don't fix this, all hell will break loose. You will lose both of them." I warned him. He sighed, giving in.

Rosalie smiled sickly. "There's absolutely no way your making it out alive, Gwendolyn. I am far too strong for you to defeat me. Get out of here, unless you wish for death." She hissed. Gwendolyn took a few steps forward, instead of backward. "Stupid," She snorted back, "You're very stupid". I took Gwendolyn before Rosalie could, and threw her onto my back. She tried in every way to escape, but I would not let it happen. Emmett took his Rosalie, and guided her away. Everyone watched with wide eyes, including Carlisle and Esme, who watched from the stairs. I set down the squirming, anger-filled vampire. "I suggest you leave," I warned, but it was much more than a suggestion. And without another word, she left. It was still three hours before I could escape into Bella's bedroom, but I was allowed to visit. I merely ran to Bella's house, instead of taking the car. Let Charlie use his imagination.

I knocked on the door, putting a pleasant smile on my face. I heard Bella's quick footsteps. The house was an aroma of Charlie and Bella's scent, a bit of Jacob Black's scent, and the cooking smell of something Bella had probably done. "Hello," She grinned. Glancing over to Charlie, I leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Good evening, love" I smiled, as I walked in with her. "Edward." Charlie muttered from the couch. I broadened my smile. "'Evening to you too, Charlie," I nodded. We escaped to the kitchen together, hunching over the bar, from the bar stools. "How are you?" I asked. Bella shrugged. "Fine. Mike called". I laughed lightly. "Oh?" I inquired. She rolled her eyes, as she knew I got a kick out of Mike Newton's liking towards her. "Yes. He wanted to know if I was free tonight," She smiled up at me. "And you said?"

"I said no."

"Because...?"

"Because I was with Edward."

This time, my laughter boomed around the kitchen, causing Charlie to turn his head. "Lovely," I reached forward to kiss the temples of her forehead. "Don't you dare call him back either. Just because I can't hear everyone's thoughts, it doesn't mean I can't imagine what your thinking." She warned. I held my hands up in my protest. "I wasn't going to call him! Perhaps in class, I'll inform him of your daily free time with Edward.." I grinned. I could imagine it already. Suddenly, the phone rang beside us, causing the both of us to jump. Bella reached for it.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Mom. How's it-"

"What's wrong?"

"No, tell me."
"Mom, you called me for a reason."

I leaned in closer to her, to listen as the faint voice in the background wept and sniffled. It was obviously Renee, by how Bella was referring to her. It seemed to be something bad. It reminded me of James, and held back a growl in my throat, though Jasper and I had already killed him. She continued speaking into the phone.

"I'm sure it's nothing. It'll blow over."

"I'm really sorry. Talk to him, discuss it while your not sobbing, and breathe."

"Trust me. I love you, too."

Bella met my confused gaze as she hung up. Charlie was suddenly at our side, as well. "Mom called. She said her and Phil got into a huge fight, and that he said that he would play better if he only had himself and the rest of the team on the bus, instead of also having her there as a 'bother'," She explained. Charlie frowned bitterly. Before he could speak, I smoothly interrupted. "It must've been out of anger. Smaller league players always have some of their family together with them, so that they don't become lonely on all of the tours of the cities. The way he said it though, was rather rude." I announced, stroking Bella's thumb. Bella nodded, and as did Charlie, though he probably didn't want to agree with me. It seemed that bad things were happening at both the Cullen house, and the Swan house.