A/N--Wow...guys, thanks for all the reviews, alerts, and favorites. I couldn't believe it!! I should probably clarify: I really have nothing against Jacob in the books. I think he was a great friend to Bella and if Edward hadn't been around, they would have been really happy together. But...if I had to choose between Edward and Jacob, you'd better believe I'm choosing Edward every time. So there, that's my two cents about that and hopefully that will provide a little explanation for you in later chapters. So anyways, I hope you like this chapter...and try not to hate me too much...there's always a silver lining...

BLEEDING LOVE

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now
Here he comes
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined
When you were young

They say the devil's water
It ain't so sweet
You don't have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while

--"When You Were Young" by The Killers

Chapter Two

Light was just beginning to flicker in from the shades in her room and groaning, Bella turned over and buried her head in her pillow. Her head was throbbing much more than she had been expecting and her stomach…well, that was a whole other story. She had definitely drank way more than she had intended to last night. Of course, it didn't help that she had an in with the bartender and most of her drinks had been free. Who in their right mind would say no to free drinks? And Jacob was certainly generous with the amount of alcohol he put in each one…

Ugh. Headaches and sleep deprivation were not something she was interested in handling and peacefully decided that settling back into the warm comfort of her bed was a much better option than getting up and actually facing the day. She felt her ears perk up when her bedroom door creaked open. Light footsteps padded closer to her bed and within a matter of moments, she felt warm breath on her ear.

"Oh Beelllaaa!" Alice sang into her ear. "Beelllaaaa…waaakkke uppp! We're going to be late now and you know Rosalie is not going to be happy if we're late…"

Bella turned over and grimaced. "Oh no…that's today? Can't you just pick up the dresses and tuxes without me? I'm sure it'll fit…Rosalie had me measured like a million times."

Alice just laughed and shook her gently. "Come on, everyone's ready and waiting for you. Edward was even ready on time…"

Bella's eyes narrowed at the mention of the number one person on her shit list. Just another reason to crawl back into bed.

"Come on!" Alice pleaded again. "Let's go, Bella. Rosalie is going to blow a gasket pretty soon."

"Alright, alright…just give me a second."

Bella swung her legs over the side of her bed and took the clothes that Alice held out for her. Several minutes later, both girls emerged from Bella's room; Rosalie exhaled loudly at the sight of them and shook her head.

"It's about time, Bella. We have to go. Now." Her voice was stern and everyone knew better than to say anything to her. When it came to her wedding, it really was Rosalie's way or the highway. With only a week left to make preparations, her nerves were starting to get the best of her and no one was completely safe when wedding plans were involved.

All six piled into Rosalie's car, with Bella sandwiched awkwardly between Edward and Jasper, and Alice was somehow in the middle up front between Emmett and Rosalie, who had refused to let Emmett drive. She sped off like a Nascar driver, winding in and around the cars surrounding them, clearly on a mission.

"Whoa, babe, slow down…we'll get there. Don't worry." Emmett soothed and rubbed her neck calmingly.

"I know, Em, I know. I just can't wait to see how everything turned out." Rosalie said through clenched teeth, her fists gripping the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles had turned white.

"Wow, guys…I can't believe you're getting married next weekend…" Alice exhaled, obviously trying to lighten the mood.

"I know," Bella joined in. "It's going to be so much fun, Rose…everything will be perfect."

Rosalie sent her friends a brief look of gratitude and then gradually slowed down enough to put everyone more at ease. A slightly uncomfortable silence overtook the car and Bella cast a quick glance toward Edward, who sitting as close to window and as far away from her as possible. He had yet to speak or look at her.

Alice seemed to sense the tension and turned abruptly to face Bella, a wicked gleam in her eye.

"So, Bella, it looks like you're going to have to go back on the pill now, right?"

Bella's mouth fell open and a collective groan echoed through the car. She could feel Edward's eyes on her and when she turned her head, his eyes were clouded over with darkness. The second their eyes met, his head snapped to the face of his smirking little sister.

"What makes you say that, Alice?" He spat out.

Alice frowned and looked at him like he had just sprouted a second head. "Well, Edward…you were there last night. Bella has a date tonight, don't you Bella?"

All eyes were suddenly on Bella.

"Well, Alice, if I remember correctly from Biology, going back on the pill right now wouldn't do me much good for tonight, now would it?"

Rosalie and Alice erupted into fits of laughter at that comment while Emmett and Jasper rolled their eyes, in both disgust and disinterest. Edward, however, seemed to be frozen where he sat.

"Are you really planning on sleeping with him tonight, Bella?" Edward accused, his emerald eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.

Her head whipped around to face him and she fought the urge to slap him across the face. "You really think I would do that, Edward?"

"Yeah, Edward, calm down. We were just joking." Alice offered from the front.

"Seriously…if I hear anymore talk about birth control…God, please…can we talk about something else?" Emmett moaned next to Alice. She rolled her eyes and patted his shoulder mercifully.

Edward seemed to relax a little at that but Bella, on the other hand, was ready to toss him from the car. Still, the ride continued without any further commotion and they pulled up to the bridal shop in one piece.

Alice and Rosalie practically skipped inside, with Emmett and Jasper following closely behind, leaving Edward and Bella in the dust outside.

Bella started walking up the stairs to the front of the shop when she head Edward sigh loudly behind her. She felt his firm grip on her arm and she let him pull her back. She turned around to face him and was met with serious, apologetic eyes.

She didn't care. He opened his mouth to speak but she stopped him.

"Whatever you're going to say…I don't want to hear it. Just stay away from me for awhile, alright?"

She turned on her heel and left him standing at the entrance of the store. The second she was inside, she was immediately pulled into a dressing room, with the lavender bridesmaid's dress Rosalie had painstakingly picked out waiting for her on a hanger.

She sighed and started doing her 'bridesmaid' duty, thanking God that Rosalie and Emmett had decided to keep the maid of honor and best man duties in the family. She didn't even want to think about the things Alice had had to do as maid of honor even though she knew Alice was more than happy to help with wedding plans, regardless of Rosalie's controlling nature. And right about now, she was glad she wouldn't have to walk down any aisles with Edward, who was serving as his older brother's best man. Rosalie's voice jolted her out of her thoughts.

"Bella, are you almost done? Come on, I want to make sure the seamstress got the alterations right."

Bella sighed again and quickly stepped out of the dressing room. Alice and Rosalie were standing by the largest mirror in the shop, admiring the way the fabric looked on Alice's petite frame. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jasper, Edward, and Emmett crowding next to each other in a nearby mirror admiring the way they looked in their tuxes, and she couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips. The scene was just too priceless.

"Seriously, Rose…did you have to pick purple?" Jasper complained.

"Yeah, it might as well have been pink." Edward agreed, tugging on his tie.

Rosalie promptly marched over to the boys and helped Edward straighten his tie. "Keep talking like that, Cullen, and it will be pink…just for you. And by the way, Jasper, you're not wearing purple, you're wearing lavender. There's a difference."

"Yeah!" Alice chimed in from high above the platform she was standing on.

For once, Emmett was wise enough to know to stay out of this one.

"Come on guys," Bella laughed, finally making her presence known. "Play nice now."

Rosalie smiled happily when she caught sight of Bella. "Oh Bella! It looks perfect on you…come on…Alice, get off of there, you had your turn!"

Alice stuck out her bottom lip to pout but surrendered when she saw the fierce look on Rosalie's face.

"Fine," she relented with a sly grin. "Whatever Bridezilla wants, Bridezilla gets."

Rosalie didn't even flinch. She was much to preoccupied with getting Bella onto the platform and in front of the mirror to even notice. She helped Bella up and swooshed the skirt of the dress around her to get the full effect.

"There…nothing to worry about." Rosalie whispered to Bella reassuringly. "You're going to look beautiful next Saturday…just not as beautiful as me."

Both girls just grinned at each other into the mirror until Alice's frowning face emerged.

"Alright, Alice. I'm getting down…"

"Yay!" Alice clapped her hands happily and immediately pounced back onto the platform to admire herself as soon as Bella vacated it.

Bella just shook her head and laughed as she watched Rosalie flit between the two mirrors, poking and prodding at Emmett and Jasper and moving pieces of Alice's dress around her to make sure everything was perfect. She was just about to go back into her dressing room to change when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Bella…can we talk?"

She turned around to meet Edward's pleading eyes and bit her lip, trying to decide if there was a way out of this. He was the last person she wanted to be talking to but there weren't many places in the shop where she could run and hide. She nodded helplessly and allowed him to lead her to the opposite side of the shop, where the men's dressing rooms where.

He opened a dressing room and motioned for her to get inside. She shook her head profusely, immediately fearing any type of close proximity to him but stopped when he held up a hand.

"Bella, I want to talk to you privately."

She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment to regain her bearings. When she opened them, she felt a renewed sense of strength. "Fine."

She walked into the dressing room and he quickly followed, shutting the door behind him. When she turned around, she realized with horror how cramped the dressing room really was. Their faces were mere inches apart and suddenly, she wished she hadn't given in to him. Somehow, though, she always ended up giving in to him.

He sighed deeply and ran a hand through his messy bronze hair. When his eyes met hers, there was a determination in them she had never seen before.

"Look Bella," he began unsteadily. "I know I'm not your favorite person right now and I know you don't want to talk to me. But I have something to say and you're going to have to listen whether you like it or not."

Her eyes narrowed slightly as he continued.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you yesterday and I'm sorry I was a jerk in the car before. But you need to listen to me. I don't want you to go out with James tonight."

Her heart practically froze in place. "What?"

"Remember last night when I told you he was an asshole? He might have seemed nice and polite to you then but trust me, he's not."

Her jaw clenched tightly and she backed away from him as much as the small space would let her. "How the hell would you know that?"

"Because I've seen it. The Twilight Club isn't the only bar he goes to, Bella. And I've seen him with girls and I've heard stories about him…look, he just gets what he wants from them and then he throws them away. Just…do yourself a favor and cancel your plans with him tonight."

Bella was practically seething. "Oh, so he just gets what he wants from them and then he throws them away, huh? Wow, that sounds awfully familiar, don't you think?"

He sighed and ran a hand nervously through his hair. "This isn't about me, Bella. This is about you and that guy…Bella, he's a scumbag and you shouldn't let yourself get within ten miles of him."

Her eyebrows rose angrily and she bit down hard on her lip. "Why can't you just be happy for me, Edward? Why can't you just be happy that a guy actually asked me out? That someone's interested…that never happens and you know it."

He looked down at the floor and exhaled in frustration. "That's not it, Bella. That's not it at all. James isn't going to make you happy."

"Just shut up, Edward. How can you pass judgment on someone like this when you do the exact same thing you're accusing James of? You know what? I don't care. Maybe he is exactly what you said he is but I'm going to find out for myself. Get off your fucking high horse and leave me alone. What do you care anyway if James uses me and throws me away?"

Edward's eyes narrowed dangerously and she could see the same vein she had noticed yesterday threatening to pop pulsing on his forehead. He opened his mouth to speak but she just continued her rant.

"And I can't believe you think I might actually consider sleeping with someone on the first date. I'm not like you…oh wait, you don't even take girls out on dates, do you? No…you just bring them back to your room, use them, and throw them away. And every time a guy takes an interest me, I know it's not often, but it does happen, you just have to go and find something about him that you don't like. I'm sick of it! Don't act all self-righteous with me, Edward, because you have absolutely zero right to tell me what to do. I'm going to go out with him tonight and I'm going to have a good time. You can't stop me."

"Fine," he bit out. "Do what you want. But don't say I didn't warn you."

Bella just pushed past him and furiously opened the dressing room door, only to find Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper waiting outside with amused expressions on their faces.

"So…what were you doing in there, Bella?" Alice asked carefully.

"I'll be in the car." Bella spat out as she pushed past her friends and slammed the door on her way out of the shop.

The four of them watched her go, wincing as she left. All eyes were on Edward when he finally emerged from the dressing room. He looked exhausted, livid, and completely frustrated.

"Geez, Edward, what'd you do to her?" Emmett asked casually.

"I told her not to go out with James." He answered simply, throwing his hands up in the air helplessly.

Alice just shook her head and jabbed a pointed finger into his chest. "You need to stop this, Edward. Bella can take care of herself. If she wants to go out on a date, then she can. I, for one, am happy for her."

Edward chewed on his lip. "Yeah, Alice, that may be true but you don't know this guy. He's bad news."

She just shrugged her shoulders and scowled.

"How do you know him exactly, Edward?" Rosalie joined in.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I've seen him around the club and at other bars. He's got a bad reputation and I don't want her to go out with him."

Alice smiled slyly. "So…if you don't want her to go out with him, then who should she go out with?"

His brow furrowed with frustration and his eyes narrowed at his sister. "Bella can date whoever she wants, just as long as it's not him."

Alice just rolled her eyes at him as Rosalie pulled her away back toward the dressing room. Emmett and Jasper could only shake their heads and followed the girls back to the other side of the shop, leaving Edward alone, his fists clenched into tight balls at his side.

Several hours later, Alice was just finishing her "Brand New Bella" makeover, as she lovingly put it. After scrounging through Bella's closet for something 'half-way decent' to wear, Alice had shrieked with elation when she found Bella's long-forgotten little black dress. Although it was a few years old and only slightly out of style, the deep V neck and empire-waist knee length dress from the Gap still fit Bella perfectly. It practically looked brand new.

Alice took great pains to apply Bella's makeup to perfection. Her long brown hair cascaded around her shoulders in soft curls, her lids were coated with smoky black eyeshadow and liner, and Alice had carefully layered several applications of deep back mascara, effectively making Bella's chocolate eyes pop. Even she had to admit, Alice could sure to some good work when she allowed Alice to get near her with her infamous makeup bag.

"You are going to make his eyes pop right out of his head, Bella." She whispered into her ear as they took in Alice's handiwork from the mirror.

Bella felt a blush creep onto her cheeks and her stomach was doing flip-flops. She couldn't remember the last time she had been on a real date. As far as she could tell, James was nothing like how Edward had described him. He had even called an hour before to confirm their plans, which were dinner and then drinks after ward. So far, he had been nothing but a gentleman to her and she knew that deep down, Edward was just being Edward. If he was unhappy, then he did whatever he could to make everyone else unhappy. And she was positive that he had no reason to be happy with his life.

"Alright, time to knock 'em dead, killer." Alice whispered with a laugh.

Bella sighed deeply. "Do I have to?"

"Yes, James is going to be here any minute and you have to make your grand entrance. Remember Bella…Jasper and I, and I think Edward too, are only going to be at a bar a couple blocks away from you so just in case things aren't going well…you can always call me and I'll come rescue you. Just in case though…everything is going to be perfect!"

Alice didn't even wait for her to respond; she simply took Bella by the arm and pulled her out into the hallway. At the sound of the bathroom door shutting behind them, the three boys, who had been engrossed in the football game on TV, turned around.

"Hey," Jasper said good-naturedly. "You look great, Bella!"

Jacob's eyes widened slightly when he caught sight of his roommate and he swallowed nervously. "Wow, Bells…you look fantastic…nice job, Alice!"

Alice nodded proudly and looked expectantly at Edward, who had yet to say anything. His eyes flickered over Bella's frame then he turned back around, his attention back on the game as if nothing had happened.

"Edward," Alice bit out through clenched teeth. "Everyone else said something nice to Bella; don't you have something nice to say?"

He sighed in frustration and turned back around to face Bella. His eyes swept over her one more time before he offered quietly: "You look nice, Bella."

Alice beamed proudly up at Bella and was about to say something when a knock came swiftly from the front door. She squealed and leapt in front of Bella, almost knocking her over, to get to the door first. She breathlessly threw open the door to reveal a waiting James, who was dressed in a white button-down shirt with a few of the top buttons undone and dark pants. Much to Bella's surprise, he was much better-looking than she had given him credit for. She hadn't really trusted her alcohol-hazed memory and was glad to see that she had had nothing to worry about.

James dutifully shook Jacob and Jasper's outstretched hand but Edward had remained seated on the couch, his attention completely centered on the TV.

"Bye guys!" Jasper and Jacob called.

"Have fun, Bella!" Alice waved excitedly from the door as she gently pushed them outside.

James grinned good-naturedly, extending his arm out to her. Bella laughed nervously and hooker her arm in his.

"Ready to go to dinner?" He asked smoothly.

She nodded and allowed him to lead her downstairs and into the waiting cab.

Fifteen minutes later, they were already sitting at their table in the restaurant, which James had reserved for them hours before. Bella was nervously scanning the menu, trying to desperately to find something that was under thirty dollars. If she had had any idea he was taking her to a swanky place like this, she would have let Alice take her shopping for a new dress like she had wanted. But of course, she had had to disappoint her best friend…and was now feeling very out of place.

James closed his menu and took a drink from his wineglass. "So, where are you from Bella?"

She looked up quickly, surprised. "Uh…I'm from Forks, actually. How about you?"

He smiled and bit his lip. "Seattle. So…I'm sorry, but I have to ask…how did you end up with two guys for roommates?"

Bella laughed and shook her head. "It's ok…you're definitely not the first one to ask that. Well, it's kind of a long story."

He shrugged his shoulders. "I've got all night."

Her smile widened slightly at his response. "Well, my family, Jacob's family, and the Cullens have all been friends for longer than anyone really remembers. I basically grew up with all of them. Anyway, we all ended coming here to UW. Alice and I were roommates in the dorms…so were Edward and Jasper, that's how Alice and Jasper met, actually. So when things between Jasper and Alice got serious, they basically ditched Edward and me. Edward and Jacob moved into the apartment we live in now, the building is actually owned by Edward's dad, Carlisle, and I moved in with a girl I was friends with from class. Well, the girl ended being a complete psycho…I'm not kidding you, I really think she needed to see a therapist or something. Anyway, after a semester of her, I was going completely crazy and needed to move out. But since it was the middle of the year and everyone already had roommates, Rosalie was already living with Emmett…Carlisle offered to find me an apartment in his building. Of course, there weren't any one bedroom apartments available at the time and Edward and Jacob had the spare room they weren't doing anything with…so…"

James laughed heartily as she came to the end of her story. "So…long story short, you didn't really have much of a choice, right?"

She nodded, feeling more at ease with him now. "Yeah, it was either two boys that I had known my entire life or the psychotic roommate from hell. It was a no brainer."

"Sounds like it. So Bella…do you mind if I grill you a little? You know...just get the awkward, first date, getting to know you questions out of the way so we can just move right past that…"

She shrugged, feeling a blush redden her cheeks. Good thing it was dark in the restaurant. "Yeah, sure. Only if I can ask you questions too though…"

He nodded. "Of course…alright, first things first…what were you like in high school?"

She bit her lip nervously, silently cursing herself…of course that question would come up first. "It's funny you should ask that…I…uh…."

"Let me guess," he laughed. "You were a helpless book nerd all your life and that carried over into high school."

"Something like that , yeah."

He laughed again. "Alright…fair enough. Well, I'll be completely honest with you…I tended to focus more on sports than school and I was lucky to even get accepted into a college, let alone this college."

She smirked at that. "Well, you know what they say, opposites attract."

He nodded, returning her grin. She felt her cheeks redden again and couldn't believe how well this was going. She was actually flirting and succeeding at it. She couldn't remember the last time she had tried to flirt, let alone flirt with a guy that was interested.

"Alright, next question. Who was your…date for your senior prom?"

Bella bit her lip. "Uh…it was Edward actually."

His eyebrows rose in surprise. "Really? Wow, I wasn't expecting that."

"Yeah, well, my date stood me up and he hadn't asked anyone because well, he doesn't date…so he kind of stepped in, Carlisle lent him a tux, and he took me to the dance."

"Wow…I never thought the guy had it in him. I'd say I was impressed but then I think we both know Edward a little better than that…" He trailed off, a sly smile crossing his face.

She huffed at the very mention of his name. "You can say that again…anyway, so what's your major?"

"Business. And you?"

"English…I'll probably end up teaching."

He nodded. "I can see that."

The waiter brought them their food and poured them both another glass of wine. They started eating and Bella was relieved that she was feeling relaxed and calm. So far so good.

After James paid their bill, he escorted her out and led her to a bar next door. The music was pumping loudly and she was glad that she had had some wine before. She would feel a lot less awkward out on the dance floor with him now. And even if she looked like a complete spazz, at least he had been drinking already too…maybe she would get lucky and he wouldn't notice how hopeless she was on the dance floor.

He led her up to the bar and gestured to the bartender.

"So what'll it be, miss?" He said with glinting eyes.

She laughed. "Uh…get me a tequila sunrise…"

His eyebrows rose quickly. "Tequila? My kinda girl…"

She smiled and found herself laughing again. It had been a long time since she had laughed this much…especially on a date. "I'm just going to find the bathroom…I'll be right back."

He nodded and waved to her as she walked away, the same smile on his face that she was starting to find very attractive.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she was pleased to see that Alice's makeup job had, for the most part, stayed put. She only needed to reapply a little of the lip gloss Alice had slipped into her purse and she pretty much looked the way Alice had left her. It was pretty amazing what a little eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara could do, especially when combined with a LBD.

Her heart fluttered a little when she remembered she needed to get back to James. He was waiting for her. She smiled at her reflection at that thought. It was nice to have someone waiting for her. Especially someone that seemed to be genuinely interested in her, in getting to know her, in making an effort to make her feel special and wanted. When was the last time that had happened?

Taking one last look in the mirror, she quickly left the bathroom and weaved through the now crowded bar to find James sitting at the bar. As she sat down, he grinned and pushed her tequila sunrise gently towards her.

He leaned into her and she could feel his warm breath on her ear. "There you go…as promised."

She released the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding and closed her eyes a little. He was…definitely something. He really knew just want to do to get a girl going. Maybe, just maybe, he was someone worth keeping around for a little while, if even for the night. Quickly pushing away what she had told Edward earlier that day, she was quickly beginning to change her mind…calculating the last time she had been intimate with a guy. It had been…much too long and the number of her partners were definitely few and far between. And here James was, smiling at her like she was the only person in the entire place, like she was the only person he wanted to be with…and that was a good feeling. Maybe, just maybe, she could break her rule just for tonight. Even if she never saw him again after tonight, she never did anything impulsive. Never did anything scandalous. She was always the good girl. Good little Bella. Well, it was time for the bad girl to come out and play. She downed the rest of her drink.

After letting James buy her another tequila sunrise, this time ordering a double, she let him lead her out onto the dance floor. She felt his hands skim up the sides of her hips and she felt her body lean into him. It felt good dancing with him, even as her mind was swimming with the wine and now two mixed drinks she had had, it felt good to be dancing with him like that. Another song started playing and she felt James pull her even closer into his body. His hands rested firmly on her hips and soon, his hands were around her back and tangled in her hair. But bad Bella didn't mind one bit.

They kept moving on the dance floor, neither one really paying attention to anyone else on the dance floor. Another song came on, then another, and then another…and Bella had lost count of how many drinks both she and James had had. He moved a hand carefully to the side of her breast and she didn't even try to stop him. If that was where this night was going then…that's where it was going. She didn't care anymore. His hand gripped her breast a little harder and she let a moan escape her lips as her hips kept moving with the music.

It was then that something started to feel off. Her head was started to pound and her vision was so blurry she was seeing two of James. Her head tipped back as her eyes rolled in the back of her head. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. This was different than just feeling drunk. This was…something else. Her body started to tingle and she felt like she was going to pass out.

Something snapped in her head and she immediately pushed away from James. He started to pull her closer but she pushed her hands fiercely against his chest.

"No…get off me…I don't feel well…I'm just going to the bathroom…I'll be right back, ok?"

"Come on, Bella…you look alright to me…you're fine, just trust me…"

Trust me. In the fog, she vaguely remembered someone else saying that to her and she felt like she was going to be sick. He pulled her into him again and she pushed him off again, this time, getting a few worried reactions from the other dancers around them. James seemed to immediately recognize this and he let her go without a fight. Probably didn't want to make a scene.

Bella stumbled into the bathroom and dropped the floor. The room felt like it was turning upside down right before her eyes and the colors splattered on the floor were swimming together at an alarming speed.

With shaky fingers, she fumbled in her purse for her phone and hit the speed dial.

"Bella…what's wrong?" Alice answered worriedly.

She winced and fought desperately to stay awake long enough. "Alice...I think he drugged me…"

A/N--Don't hate, don't hate! I wonder what Edward's going to do...hahaha...R/R!!!!