Hi guys! Sorry for not updating like I said I would, I had to study for a test, and I was bombarded with TONS of projects!!!

But hey, at least this one's longer :D

But the good news is, it's the sembreak! So, I should be able to write more :D

Disclaimer: I own a LOT of things, but Twilight isn't one of them. . . sadly

Previously

I turned around to look at the It Crowd for one last time, and my eyes met Edward's green ones for a second. I looked away and blushed.

Bella. . . what are you doing!! My mind screamed

I just ignored it and kept walking. I mean, every girl in Forks High, or ANY GIRL for that matter can have a crush on Edward, right? Except Alice, duh. But it IS possible? I mean all I have it a teeny-weeny little crush. It's so tiny you won't even notice it. Heck! Alice doesn't even know it!

It's just a harmless crush. . .

. . . right?

BPOV

Forks High: Prom: 2 weeks away. . .

As usual, I went through my day without a fuss. But, as this was getting quite frequent, my thoughts always seemed to stray to Edward.

Everyday, I would see him and the It Crowd, and usually, he would take a glance at me and send me a smile.

He's probably just being friendly. . . my cynical (and rational) side said

No he isn't! He definitely likes you . . . my hopeful side screamed back

But he has a girlfriend. . .

So? Like you care!

Come on . . . do you really think he likes you? He hasn't even said a word to you!

I rolled my eyes slightly and shook my head. My cynical side has one over once again. But I realized that I lost focus—again.

I looked at Alice who was furiously writing and drawing floor plans and listing down endless items for the prom. We were in her room, with Edward just in the room below. I took a slow, but silent gulp. Ok Bella! Focus! Prom plans! Focus! Alice must NEVER find out you like her cousin. Wait until it's over; just wait until it's over. She'll never know, she'll never know. . .

I repeated this in my head over and over like a mantra. She will never know.

Luckily she hadn't caught me spacing out, because then, she'd figure something was up. Good thing she was still busy with the plans. At least she won't divert any attention to me. . .

I found it extremely difficult to focus in school too, especially in Biology. I mean, Edward sits next to me in Biology and he's my lab partner. After I realized I liked him, it became even harder than usual to ignore him—and the evil glares Tanya sends me on a daily basis.

"So Bella," Alice said breaking my train of thought. And just in time, before I started drooling.

"What do you think of a more Metro-style theme for prom? You know, bright colors with black but none of the icky neon?" she asked me.

What am I supposed to know about that? Well, better just appease her. "Um, I think it's a great idea Alice! Anything you think up is good. . ."

"I know, right? Oh my gosh this prom will be perfect!"

"Yeah . . . perfect" It will only be perfect if Edward went with me . . . wait! What am I saying!?

"So Bella." Alice said raising her eyebrow at me, a mysterious smile on her face. "Anyone ask you to prom yet?"

Oh no. I was dreading this. "Um. . ." I stalled trying a way of escape. "Uh. . ."

"Bella, has anyone asked you? YES or NO?" Uh oh. Alice was getting annoyed. She was glaring pointedly at me.

"Yes," I replied, hanging my head.

"Oooh!" she clapped her hands "What did you say? Did you say yes? Who asked you? Oh my gosh this is perfect!"

"Alice! I said no. I told you I'd go alone." I crossed my arms in front of my chest signaling the end of the date discussion.

But no. . . . Alice wouldn't have it. "Why not Bella? At least tell me who asked you? Please?" Oh no, here she was with the pout again.

"Fine . . . actually 3 people asked me. But I said no to all of them." I said as I watched Alice's eyes widen.

"THREE people already asked you? And Jasper hasn't even asked me yet. . ." she drifted off pouting.

"Hey, I told them no. It was that chess club president, Eric Yorkie, Mike Newton . . . ewww, it was probably a dare. And same for Tyler Crowley, he's going out with Lauren."

"Ok . . . well if you put it that way. And you've always been so stubborn, it's not like this will be any different" Alice replied, contemplating.

"Yeah, it won't be any different. So, you and Jasper? When do you think he'll ask you?" I asked her, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't know, but I wish he would. But I don't see why though. I'm just his friend's cousin. I don't even hang out with them."

"He'll ask you, I'm sure. No one can resist you, heck, I've tried" I told her, laughing.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," she replied, all better now.

Forks High: Prom: A Week and a Half Away. . .

I walked out of another Biology class completely fazed.

We watched a movie today and the tension of sitting next to Edward and feeling Tanya glare a hole into my head was unnerving.

I was about to turn the hallway when I saw Alice.

Except, she wasn't alone.

She was with Jasper, specifically, hugging Jasper (to the point that he looked like he couldn't breathe) but the expression on his face was priceless. Complete Bliss.

She saw me over Jasper's shoulder, told him something, gave him a kiss on a cheek, waved him good-bye and skipped happily over to me.

"Guess what?" she asked.

"Um . . . Jasper asked you to prom?" I answered. I already knew, it was written all over her deep blue eyes.

"YES!!! YES, YES, YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!" she said, squealing while jumping up and down. Surprisingly, no one looked in our direction. I guess it was just typical Alice behavior.

"So, do you have Gym today?" she asked me.

Huh. I was surprised. We had the same Gym schedule. I guess she still hasn't gotten out of her happy bubble. "Alice," I started, "It's Wednesday, we only have Gym on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Remember?"

"Oh! Right!" she said, slapping her forehead.

"Yeah, right,"

"Well! Let's go! To my house! I have something to show you" she said, bouncing away happily and pulling my wrist to her canary yellow Porsche.

"So . . ." Alice said, plopping herself down on her bed, pulling me down with her. She reached across me onto her nightstand drawer and pulled out a THICK binder.

"What, is that?"

"Too much? It's for the prom," she said with a smile.

"Uh, that would be an understatement," I replied as she pulled out a classy-looking brochure from the binder's inner pocket.

"Here, look at this," she said as she handed me the brochure.

In big, elegant script, embossed on the front flap of the brochure were the words: "Forks South Town Manor". Whoa.

I stopped breathing.

"What. Is. This?" I asked her.

"It's the place I chose for the prom! You know, it's great there!"

"Yeah, but it's SUPER expensive!" I argued. "Not to mention, I doubt the school will actually be WILLING to pay for it."

She sighed. "I guess you're right. School gym it is then. I'll just request they open the gates to Forks Gardens," she replied with a smile. A new idea was already forming in her head.

"Great idea, so, what else do you need to do?"

"Well . . . we still have dresses to choose. So I thought we should probably head to Port Angeles this weekend and choose some dresses. We don't want to choose dresses like the ones the others would choose, do we now?" she asked me.

"Uh, I guess not" I replied, trying to sound convincing, but obviously I failed since I already saw Alice's calculating expression.

"Bella, the good thing about this, for you, is that I put of dress shopping until a WEEK before prom. I normally would've dragged you a MONTH before, but I didn't. Only because I know someone who can get us good dresses," she said with a sly smile.

"Should I even ask?"

"No"

I stared up at my ceiling that night, before sleeping.

I have fully admitted to myself that I like Edward Cullen.

No, I don't like him, I love him. I know, it's too soon, and way too weird, but I just . . . do.

It's unexplainable—how I feel about him.

I yearn to hear his velvet voice everyday, every time I see him, I just want to jump him and touch his silky, bronze hair. I just want to get lost in his inhumanly beautiful green orbs and see him getting lost in my eyes.

But all of that is impossible.

Because I'm a geek. I'm practically anti-social if it weren't for Alice. I have frizzy hair, glasses and clothes that were probably from the 80s.

I don't even think he'll see anything in me.

I don't even think he sees me at all.

Sure, there's the occasional smile, but it could just be forced. Basic pleasantries, as they call it. I am his cousin's best friend after all.

I get lost in these thoughts of him as I fall asleep.

And that night, I dream of Edward Cullen.

Port Angeles: Prom: A week away. . . Saturday

"Alice!" I said, my labored breathing barely contained. I'd been walking around with Alice for 5 hours. We already had our dresses but she insisted on finding matching everything for them like shoes and jewelry; which takes us now to the front of yet another shoe store since she didn't seem to like ANY of the shoes in the past 15 we went into.

"Now, now, Bella, just a little longer; we'll find the shoes, grab it, and go. Okay?" she replied sweetly.

"Fine! Now get in! The sooner you do, the sooner we can leave"

"I thought you'd never ask"

After another tortuous hour of shoe shopping, we were finished. Alice took it upon herself (disregarding all my protests) to pay for everything since, she said, knowing me, I'd "not buy the best, just what looks good" and with my taste, it wasn't exactly fit to Alice's standards.

Plus, my braces just got removed; which is a big "Yippee" for Alice and big groan from me.

"Bella! You'll look even MORE beautiful! Which is more . . . perfect!"

I rolled my eyes as I replayed Alice's "explanation" in my head.

Forks High: Prom: In 14 hours. . .

"Bellaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!" I covered my face with my pillow and snuggled deeper into the covers as I heard the voice of a certain little pixie trying to shake me awake. I was in a middle of a wonderful dream. . .

I walked through the trees and under the overhanging vine trellises. I looked at the soft glow of the white twinkle lights as they shone slightly through the hanging vines of the yellow bells. I ran my fingers lightly over the soft petals of the yellow bells.

I felt a hand lightly touch my elbow and I spun around, trying to make out the identity of this stranger but his face is hidden in the shadows. He asks me to dance, and I go along with him.

We walk through the trellis and dance to the soft music coming from the gym. We spin around in circles and I only know this is a dream because, in real life, I'll never be able to dance this well, especially in the high stilettos I feel on my feet.

He smiles brightly at me, and I at him. We stop dancing as he cups my cheek gently, puts his arm around my waist, pulls me closer to kiss him and. . .

"Bellaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And Alice comes along and ruins the dream.

"What Alice!?!" I replied, my voice slightly muffled by the pillow in my face.

"I said, you should get up already! We have a prom tonight!" she replied, shaking my arm vigorously.

"It's still TONIGHT. Why do I have to wake up NOW? It's only. . ." I check my clock "Seven-thirty!"

"Oh come on, we still have to set-up at school. We'll probably get messy and stuff so it's better to start early!" she chirped back happily as she proceeded to, once again, pulling on my arm. But this time, she pulled off the covers too.

"Alright! Alright already! I'm up! I'm going! Stay here!" I said as I got up and shook my head to wake myself.

"You know, Bells," Alice said thoughtfully as she watched me, "You really do look a lot prettier without those braces crowding your face."

I rolled my eyes again. "Yeah right," I muttered as I walked to the bathroom.

After freshening myself up, we drove to school. I stared out the Porsche window, prom night's tonight, I can only imagine how much I'll hate it. . .

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