Author's Notes: Yes! We finally posted! This is exciting guys! I really like this chapter, I don't know why. Well, I do... but I'm not giving anything away right yet. You have to read the chapter to find out, I might tell you at the bottom what part was my favourite. :)
Anyways, Sorry it came out latter then we planned on. Life got in the way, and we didn't have very much time to write. With school starting up again for both of us, and then me starting dance again, life got a lot more busier. But don't worry, we won't stop writing this story anytime soon. I'm really liking it a lot so far. :)
Alright, well this chapter for me personally took forever to ever consider putting up because I wanted to add... but I got lazy. Stupid school. My classes are good, thank for asking :). Lol. Umm next chapter... ... I don't know. it'll just be good. Introducing other characters. Hmm... what? I didn't type anything. Are you SURE you're not on crack. ;) ... stayed tuned 'TIL NEXT TIME ON ... Horses, Long Nights and Bitter Competiton ... we need a shorter name U.U;;
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Chapter Two
"Bella! There you are!" Angela Webber, shouted to me from her locker, as I turned into the hallway. I smiled and walked towards her.
"Hey Ang," I said leaning against the locker beside hers. She pulled out a brush, and pushed her long brown hair into a ponytail. Her brown eyes, staring at herself in the mirror as she made sure she didn't have any bumps.
"Bella, did you hear that there are three new kids?" Angela said straightening out her mandatory California Prep High uniform.
I nodded and looked down at my own uniform, not liking it one bit. A white button-down shirt, plaid skirt- with no colour what-so-ever, not to mention they don't tell you how long the skirt had to be (which many girls take advantage of) so it's kinda a hit-and-miss scenerio- like the shoes, but it's known they have to be completely black. And the whole thing is tied with your very own black tie which wouldn't be complete without it's own school crest! ... Can you spell out boring! There's nothing to it. But alas, the boys had something a bit easier. Black pants, black shoes, white button-down shirt with a tie just like the girls. Only thing sprucing it up is a black blazer. Fair? I don't think so. It's like they just said, 'You have to wear this!' and left you alone. Sheesh what sticklers.
"I did." I responded.
"I heard, that this guy is like some big time horse rider," she said as she reached into her locker to grab a binder.
"I know," I said sharply. She turned towards me.
"Bells, do you know him already?" She asked me suspiciously as she raising an eyebrow. I nodded.
"He's apparently, my only real competition in Nationals." I said not looking at her.
"Jasper?" She asked already knowing the answer as she took my arm and led me down the hallway to our class.
"Jasper," I confirmed. "In fact, the Cullen's are my new neighbours." Angela stopped walking and turned towards me.
"Bella! Why didn't you tell me you had new neighbours?!"
"Cause it didn't seem important..."
"Isabella," Angela started, "you know how I like meeting new people." I laughed.
"Sorry Ang, but you were a little busy with Benny-boy," I winked at her, and she blushed. When I looked at my watch, the bell rang.
"Alright, alright! I forgive you, only because we're going to be late if we don't get going," Angela said as she pulled me towards our next class.
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Angela pushed me inside our classroom as she ran to get the last available seat. As much as I love Ang, she can actually be quite competitive when she'd like to be. I haunched over attempting to catch my breath but was caught short as the teacher cleared his throat.
"Tardiness will not be acceptable in this classroom Miss Swan." Mr. Banner said all in one breath as he looked up from his papers, which he probably wasn't grading.
"Sorry Mr. Banner, it won't happen again."
"You said that the last few times Miss Swan, now go and take your seat." I surveyed the room. Every lab bench was full, something was strange here.
"Sir, every seat is full." I announced. Mr. Banner got up slowly from his rolly-chair as if it were a burden and surveyed the room as well.
"There," he said pointing to one at the back, "a seat next to our new student Mister... uuuh," Mr. Banner looked at his attendance sheet before answering. "Mister Cullen." He finished, I paled.
"What!? There's a mistake." I grabbed the attendance sheet from his hands and scanned the list. "Oh my God!" I said quietly enough not to disturb anyone- even though plenty were staring.
"Miss Swan, I'll be asking for that back and for you to take. A. Seat." The attendance sheet was ripped back from my hands as I walked slowly to my pitiful doom. I slowly sunk into my seat beside a boy whose head was turned- but I knew he couldn't fool me, him and that unruly bronze hair. I glared at the back of his head, trying to bore holes.
He turned his head slightly, in an attempt to use his peripheral vision. It didn't work as he obviously didn't see me sitting a bit behind him. He shifted uncomfortably.
"Do you feel like someone's watching you? Good." I angrily said underneath my breath at him. He turned around puzzled, until he met my narrowed eyes. "You think you can just waltz right in here and make me lose focus, well, you have another thing coming mister!"
"Am I interrupting anything Miss Swan?" Mr. Banner drawled as I stiffly met his attention.
"No. Why do you ask?" I said a bit nervously as I met Mr. Banner's gaze.
"I ask because ever since you came into this classroom all you've done was interrupt it. Now, I ask that you keep your problems to yourself or else I'll have to send you to the principal's office," I didn't answer him, so he carried on with his lesson.
"You are probably the most weirdest girl I have ever come across. I can assure you I'm not here to 'make you lose your focus' and if I were to make you do that- then you're obviously not going to do well against me," Edward said under his breath at me, while staring at the teacher.
"Why you self-centred, arrogant, narcissistic, asshole! I could beat you with my eyes closed and one arm behind my back, you ... you pompous dick!" I retorted back under my breath turning my head at him so he could see the anger in my eyes.
"Whoa, big words. You might hurt yourself."
"You motherf-!"
"Shhh!" I was cut off by the girl beside me. I stopped talking and raged on inside my head for pretty much the entire class.
Damn Edward Cullen and his freaking giant ass ego! Why can't he just go and die in a hole? That would make my life so much easier. I thought bitterly. I'm sure Alice and Rosalie wouldn't mind either if their brother just somehow died. I smirked at the thought of Alice and Rose praising me for a job well done. I sat for a while desperately wishing that Mr. Banner would finish his lesson. I snapped back into reality when my prayers were answered and the lights were clicked back on for the classroom, and the overhead shut off.
I turned towards the clock, and sighed happily. Only five minutes left! I thought satisfied but was suddenly unsatisfied as Mr. Banner kept on speaking.
"You know, Isabella," Edward said finally taking his gaze off of Mr. Banner, "I didn't like that comment you said to me, at my house yesterday."
"Well you know what, Edward," I said, not turning to look at him, "it was needed." I heard him shift slightly in his seat. I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw he was staring at me.
"Was it now?"
"Yes, it was."
"And how is that so?" He asked me, finally looking back at the teacher.
"Well, for starters, your attitude in my barn really pissed me off. Also you need to be brought down off your high horse," I said as I started packing my books away. "Having a big ego isn't a good thing to have."
"I have a big ego?" He asked me with a hint on anger in his voice. I nodded.
"You walk into my barn and pretend to be my friend. Then you suddenly leave- like you found the cure for cancer, and then before I left your house yesterday, Alice told me that you thought you were unstoppable," I vented to him. I grabbed my bag and pulled it over my shoulder before finishing. "And really, you're just like every other male here. You're all so full of yourselves."
"Isabella Swan, you do not know the half of it!"
"I don't? Well, I have most of it, and I always know an asshole when I see one," I said as I got up and pushed my chair in. He opened his mouth to reply, but the bell cut him off. I smirked, glad at knowing that I had gotten the last word in. I looked down, and noticed that my shoe was untied. I waved him on slightly to indicate we're done talking. He glared at me and pushed past, briskly walking towards the door. Just before he reached it, I stood up and shouted at him. "Don't let your big head get caught on the door!" Everyone turned to me, and started laughing. I smirked, knowing fully that Edward was going to be beyond pissed that he got dissed infront of the class by a girl. His girl competition, none the less. I walked out of the room and headed towards my last period. I got about halfway there, before someone wrapped their arms around my waist.
"Hey baby girl," the voice belonging to the arm said into my ear. I sighed and turned to face him.
"Hey Mike..." He moved his arms from my waist and draped an arm around my shoulders, using his other hand to push his blonde hair out of his eyes.
He needs to get better styling products. I thought to myself almost pissed off. If it doesn't stay up the whole day, then don't bother.
"How was your summer, Bells?" I sighed at my thoughts and him. Mike was a good guy at times, but he reminds me more of a golden retriever then anything. He has blue eyes, blonde hair, baby fat, and will follow any girl around like a lost puppy. Maybe he saves little Timmy's from wells. ... Oh wait, that's Lassie.
"It was the same as last year, Mike." I told him, trying to shake off his arm and head towards the changing rooms.
"How's your training going, then?" He asked, following me; arm still wrapped around my shoulders.
"Great," I replied, not wanting to get into detail about my training. Mike was competing this year, but in the Juniors. When he found out, he tried to do everything in his power to get bumped into Senior. But seeing as he just started riding when he was 15, it didn't work out so well.
"Well, I know you're going to do great," he said when he noticed I wasn't going to say any more. "You always do."
"Thanks, Mike." I said, smiling when I saw the girls' change room doors come into sight.
"But, how do you think your going to do against Cullen?" He asked, spitting out his name like it was going to kill him to say it. I smirked.
"Don't worry about him, I've got it all covered." I smirked wider on the inside.
"That's good," he replied a bit worriedly as he pulled his arm off of my shoulders. "Hey, do you have gym too?" I groaned.
"Yeah, I've got gym." Mike smiled a toothy smile. I bet Edward would have a better smile. I thought a bit bitterly. Wait, what was I thinking?
"That's great! That's now two classes we have together," he walked towards the guys' change room. "I'll see you in there, Bells," he winked at me and walked into the room. I groaned a bit disgusted at myself and him as I pushed open one of the doors and walked in. This is going to be one, long, painful year.
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Being the end of the day and the end of gym, I changed into jeans and a navy blue sweatshirt before hurrying to the parking lot to evade Retriever Mike. It seemed to have worked because I was soon in my truck- safe. I rummaged through my purse and found the shopping list I had made a week previously. It was grocery day and I trusted no one but myself with it.
While I love my family, they just can't seem to do anything right. Emmett got whatever he wanted- mostly junk. The only resemblance of a healthy item would be Sunny D- and that isn't even all that great. Jasper had on several occassions forgotten the list and got only things he could remember. His memory must be going because what he got wasn't even on the list- so we had to chomp through many carrot recipes for two weeks. Charlie, had the list and the money but unfortunately got the exact opposite of what I asked. Not to mention he's slightly cheap and gets the older products because they are cheaper. I almost lost it that day. Almost.
I gunned my deafening engine to life, ignoring the heads that turned in my direction, and backed carefully into a place in the line of cars that were waiting to exit the parking lot. As I waited, trying to pretend that the earsplitting rumble was coming from someone else's car, I saw Edward and his sisters approaching their car. It was a shiny new Volvo. Of course. A perfect car to match their perfect family. It seemed excessive for them to have good looks, a perfect family and, of course, money. As far as I could tell, apart from the American dream, the Cullens were more isolated than what would've been expected.
Is Edward so full of himself that he can't even make one friend in this school? Although I'm not sure what could be wrong with Alice and Rose... perhaps I should hang with them soon. I thought honestly to myself as I looked in my rear-view mirror for a split second. I did a double take. Do my eyes decieve me? I thought questionably. I looked behind me and saw Jasper and Emmett trying to get my attention. I stared wide-eyed as I saw Emmett get up from the driver's seat and attempt to crawl onto my truck bed. Jasper pulled him back into the Jeep and ended up honking the horn in the meantime. I rolled down my window and stuck my head out.
"What the hell! Are you trying to die?" I yelled at Emmett as he started buckling himself in.
"No!" He answered back before adding, "I just wanted you to pick up some Cheetoes!"
"And you didn't text, why?!" I responded angrily. I saw him ponder this for a minute and had a small argument with Jasper in the car. I snarled angrily before I noticed everyone staring in our direction. I blushed and quickly pulled my head back into my truck while rolling back up my window. I quickly glanced in the Cullen's direction. Edward looked at my noisy truck with disgust on his face and pride in his eyes. Pride at the fact that his car and life was obviously better. I tried ignoring his look and stared at the windshield trying to forget about what just happened. My eyes would occassionally slip to the rear-view mirror, always seeing my brothers trying to get my attention. Emmett once again practically hanging out of the Jeep. The Jeep Wrangler he so desperately wanted and got while he saved up all his money for four years. Every paycheck more than ever determined to spend itself on his dark red Jeep. And look how he's using it, I thought pitifully. Not for him, but for his money itself. When it my turn to get out of the parking lot I gunned it, hoping to be rid of my worries. When I passed the school I let out my breath I was apparently holding in. I felt more relieved but I couldn't shake the feeling of paranoia.
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"$28.85 please, Bella." Mary, the cashier at our local grocery store said, once she finished ringing me up. I pulled out my wallet, and grabbed the Master Card that my dad said was only 'for food'. I handed it to Mary, and she swiped.
"Thanks Bella, tell your brothers and your dad that I say hi," she said as I picked up my two bags.
"Will do," I said half-heartedly before I started walking away. I walked towards my truck, and put my stuff in the backseat. I opened my door to climb in, when I heard my name.
"Bella!" They shouted, seemingly a bit far away. I turned around and saw that Alice was running towards me.
"Hi Alice," I said once she got over to me.
"Hey Bella!" Alice replied in a twinkling voice. Someone was obviously happy. "I was wondering, if you wanted to come over, after you drop your food off at least," she said pointing to the food in my backseat.
"Are you sure? I mean, you guys just moved in. Don't you want at least a couple days to get used to California?" I asked her, not wanting to intrude. She laughed.
"No, no. We're quite used to California already. Besides, I heard about what you did to Edward today," she said, smirking. "That was quite brilliant." I blushed, news travels fast I guess.
"Thanks, I guess." I replied, my blush feeling like it was going to burn a hole through my cheek.
"So how about it. Will you come over?" She asked me again when she noticed that I was avoiding her question.
"I don't know, Alice. I mean, aren't you going to hate me, because I'm your brother's competition?" I asked her while making wild gestures, I guess I was a bit more nervous than I thought. I didn't want to start a friendship, tell her something important, and then have her go behind my back and tell my secrets to the whole world just because I beat her brother or something. That's already happened, and I don't want that to happen again. She looked at me, shocked and hurt.
"Do you want the truth Bella?" I nodded uncertainly, not trusting my voice. "I could care less that you're my brother's competition. You're my friend, and you're a horseback rider. That has nothing to do with our friendship. And besides, Edward and I aren't really close. I barely see him, let alone talk to him. He's always practising or something," Alice said while looking me in the eyes the whole time. I looked down, ashamed that I had asked the question. I didn't want Alice thinking that I didn't trust her, I do. It's just, I don't want to go into another false friendship. "...Bella, can you keep a secret?" Alice asked me kinda shyly making me look up. From what I know of her, shy shouldn't ever be in her vocabulary.
"Of course," I replied.
"Before in Florida," she said almost reluctantly, "I didn't really have a lot of friends. Really, my only friend was Rose. I got picked on a lot, and after awhile, they just... forgot about me. I was nothing more then Rose and Edward's little sister," the look in Alice's eyes made tears start to form in mine. Alice laughed- but it wasn't happy, it almost seemed like a sob. Alice blinked back some tears before continuing. "After awhile, you get used to it and get over it, but what I'll never get over is the fact that Edward ... well... was apart of some of those pranks they had pulled on me." I gasped inwardly and noticed that tears were running down her checks. I immediately pulled Alice into a hug. I forgot for a brief moment that we were in the middle of a parking lot at a grocery store. It looked as if everyone was staring, but I didn't care. Alice was genuinely hurt and I wanted to comfort her as best as I could.
"Alice, I'm sorry that you had to go through that," I felt compelled to tell her about my mom. About how she left, I decided, that I was going to. "Hey Alice... do you want to come over instead? I need to tell you something important, and I don't think I can at your house." She nodded, and got into my passenger side. I noticed that she was texting someone on her phone, but didn't ask. She looked up and caught me staring.
"Oh, I was just telling Rose where I went," she answered my unspoken question. We drove to my house, not saying a word to each other. A comfortable silence. As soon as we were in the driveway I parked and quickly got to work of getting the groceries inside. Alice walked behind me as we entered the house.I went into the kitchen and put the bags on the counter and turned to leave. "Are you going to put those away first?" Alice asked me, pointing to the bags. I shook my head.
"No, I think it's Jasper's turn." I walked over to the fridge, and looked at the chart we... I made to see who was putting the groceries away. Yup, it was Jasper's turn. I waved for Alice to follow me, and we walked to my bedroom. I opened the door, and looked around. "Well, this is it. Make yourself at home, I'll just be a minute," I said as I walked back out the doors, and down the hall to Jasper's room. I knocked on the door, not getting a response. I smirked, and walked into the bathroom, filling up a cup with ice cold water. I walked back into his room, and walked over to him.
"Jasper! Wake up!" I whispered hoarsely into his ears. When he didn't move, I sighed. "Fine, desperate times call for desperate measures." I dumped the water on his face. He shrieked, and fell off the bed. Emmett burst into the room not even a second later. I started laughing so hard, that a cramp was forming in my side.
"I heard someone shriek!" Emmett said while looking from me to Jasper. I only laughed harder.
"That... was... Jasper!" I point to Jasper, who had gotten up and was glaring at me.
"You didn't have to drop freezing cold water on me, Bells!" He said pouting. I tried catching me breath before I answered.
"Oh yes I did. You wouldn't wake up. And besides I had every right because when I used Emmett last time, you said you liked the water better. If you want, I can use Emmett next time..." I said walking a few steps away, in case he wanted to hit me. Jasper's eyes grew wide. Emmett smirked.
"NO! NO! Water is fine! Really!" I smiled mischievously as I headed towards the door making sure to stay out of an arms length of him.
"Come on Jazz, we always have fun. You know you like my methods ... you have to agree." Emmett said as Jazz searched for a t-shirt.
"No, your ways are cruel and inhumane to... well... humans." Jasper said while he dusted off a grey t-shirt he found on the floor and began hunting out his slippers.
"No they're not. I have never seen you wake up bloodied or bruised or anything else that goes along with being abusive." Emmett argued.
"I didn't say abusive, they're more like torture. There's a difference." I laughed.
"Practical jokes are torture?" I asked while I kicked one of his slippers from the door.
"In my book, completely, especially when Emmett tends to cook them up." Jasper said while putting on his slippers. Emmett gasped offended right and hmphed befoer he replied.
"Well... I think they're awesome."
"Of course you would. Now out of my room." Jasper said to Emmett before shoving us both out of the room.
"Right, I have company you two, so I need you to put the groceries away, Jazz." I said to him as he closed his door. He nodded and walked off as Emmett followed. I walked back to my bedroom and saw Alice sitting on the bed, giggling. I smirked and sat down beside her.
"Is it always like this?" She asked, once she somewhat got the giggles out. I nodded.
"Just about. It's the only way I can get back at them, for pulling the baby-sister card." I said while making quotation marks in the air.
"Baby sister... card?" She asked with a look of confusion on her face.
"You know, when the say that you can't do something that they're doing, because you're their 'baby sister'. Or when they annoy you because they want to help, they say it's their job, because you're their sister?" I tried to explain it the best way that I could. She smiled, so I guess she got it.
"Oh! Don't tell Edward. He'd go crazy with that." I laughed. Not that I would ever talk to him.
"Okay, I won't." I moved back farther on my bed, resting my back on the wall. Alice followed me after kicking off her shoes. We sat looking at the opposite wall in silence for a few minutes. I gathered up the courage to talk to Alice about my secrets.
"You know how I told you that I wanted to tell you something?" I asked her, trying to see if she remembered. She nodded.
"Yeah," she replied. "You sounded really sad when you said it. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, you know."
"I think it might be good for someone else to know, besides my family," I told her.
"I won't tell anyone, Bella." Alice said turnign to me and taking my hand into hers.
"I know, and I won't tell anyone what you told me either."
"I know that you won't, Bella. I can just tell," she said dropping my hands, and placing hers in her lap. I took a deep breath, before I spoke again.
"She left when I was five,"
"Who? Your mom?" Alice asked, looking a bit confused again. I nodded.
"She said she couldn't take it anymore, cleaning up the farm, and living so far from the city. I asked her where she was going, and she just said "away". I thought she was going to come back. I mean, she's my mom for Christ's sake. She left when I was young and vulnerable, why wouldn't she come back, you know? But when I turned about eight, I finally realized that she was never going to. "I started pushing myself to do better, in everything, in the chance that she might come back. Everyday, I would wake up at five, and start practise. I'd go to school, push myself hard there to, trying to get straight A's. Then I'd come home, and jump right back onto a horse, and practise till dinner. After dinner, I'd do my homework and then go to bed. My life was the same thing everyday. I was slowly becoming a robot, and my brother's didn't like that. I was about twelve when they tried to get me to do other things- swimming, hockey, soccer ... even football. Anything that would get me to break my pattern. They tried, for months. Then finally, I gave in just to make them shut up. We went to a skating rink, for a free skate. It was the holidays, so a bunch of people were down here with their family, soaking up some sun. We were skating for about a half a hour, before I heard her laugh.
"I knew it was her because, I used to spend hours upon hours pouring over our home videos, just trying to remember something about her. I stopped skating and turned towards where I heard the sound come. I swear I wanted to just break down and cry right there, maybe even beg her to come back home. But when I has stopped skating Jasper noticed and skated over to me. He asked me, 'Why did you stop?' I pointed to her, because by then I had seen her. She was just getting on the ice, with a man on her arm. Jasper jaw tightened- I rememeber that so clear- and grabbed onto my arm saying, 'Bella, you can't go over to her. She left us, we're not going to talk to her,' My world kinda just crashed then and there, I got so angry at him I started shouting things at him along the lines that she was our mother, and we should at least say something.
"By then, Emmett had come back from where ever he was at, and had skated over to us. We had drawn a lot of people's attention, and they were starting to stare. But none of those stares amounted to when she finally noticed us. She gasped, and started to turn away. She wanted to get away! She was practically running for the exit. The guy she was with looked confused and said something to her. She pointed to us and he looked up. He had a look of hurt in his eyes, and said something to her. She struggled to go but he just kept talking to her. She finally gave in and started to skate towards us, holding onto the guy's hand as she came over. She wouldn't talk to us on her own free will? She had to be persuaded to come and talk to us. By then, I forgot all the reasons why I wanted to talk to her. I started glaring at her, wanted to literally kill her. I straightened my shoulders, and I felt both Emmett and Jasper stand at my sides, not wanting her to get to close to me. Once she got there, I could see the tears in her eyes. I stiffened resisting the urge to just hit her repeatedly. She wrapped her arms around me, and shouted 'My baby!' I felt Emmett and Jasper pull her off of me. I felt my face hot and tears rolling down my face as I told Alice. I looked up at her, and noticed that she had tears of her own falling down her shocked face as well. 'Renée.' I said to her, it a short-cut turn. She looked hurt, she said something along the lines of, 'Don't you speak to me that way young lady, I'm your mother.'
"I have to tell you Alice, I started laughing so hard when she said that. Jasper and Emmett must have chuckled, because it was really truly funny. When I had stopped laughing, I think I said something like, 'My mother? You? What I remember of you is walking out when I was five. Not being there when started school, when I got my first boyfriend, or when I went to junior prom. You are not my mother.' I glared at her, and started to skate away. I only got so far, before she shouted at me. 'Oh, I'll be seeing you soon Isabella!' I don't know what she means about that, but I do know that I have no plans on seeing her soon at all. She has never been there for me, and I don't have any plans of making up with her. Heck! Emmett is more of a mother then her any day." I said, wiping my eyes. I looked at Alice, and noticed that she was wiping her eyes as well.
"Bella, I'm so sorry that you had to go through all that! No one ever should, and I don't blame you. That thing," she spat her last words like it was a piece of dirt on the bottom of her shoes, "is not your mother. Kudos to you, for sticking up for yourself." I smiled.
"Thanks Alice."
"Bella, would it be okay if I tell Rose? She's been through a lot more then I have, and I think she should know as well," Alice said. "She's just as fond of you as I am. And I don't think I'd be able to not tell her for very long. But it's all up to you..." I nodded.
"But only Rose. I don't really want the whole world knowing." She nodded.
"I understand," she pulled me into a hug. "I promise, that I won't tell anyone but Rose, Bella."
"I know you won't. And thank you for asking before you told her... and... well... for listening."
"Any time Bella. That's what best friends are for." Alice then got up and put her shoes on. "I really should be going, though. It's almost time for supper, and it's my night to cook," she smiled sheepishly. I laughed.
"It's okay. You can come back anytime you want, just come on by," I said, walking downstairs with her. She laughed with me.
"Don't worry, I plan on doing that. Just as long as you come over when you want too!" She bargained.
"Deal. Bring Rose with you next time too."
"I will, and thanks again, I can already call you my best friend," she said before she shut the door and started walking home. I walked towards the kitchen, feeling like I finally had lifted a weight from my shoulders. I felt free, for the first time in years, until Emmett and Jasper came into the kitchen arguing. At least the groceries are put away. I thought as I sighed and took a slow walk back to my room.
Author's Notes: Okay! So that's the chapter! Hope you enjoyed it! I know I did.
I have to say, my favourite part was the Edward and Bella fight. I like writing it with Adri, it was fun, cause she's a fun person. :)
Anyways, won't you all be a darling, and review for us? I love hearing your thoughts about our story, good or bad, it doesn't matter. Review, even if you hate it.
I don't know when the next chapter will be out, I'm thinking some time in early October. We're still getting used to school and such, and Adri seems to get a lot more homework then me... So we shall see!
You give me too much credit... or maybe not enough. Lol, just kidding. My favourite part would have to be Jasper and Emmett always arguing. ... Okay so it's a part... but it's definately an awesome quirk ;P heh heh. Unfortunately I believe we won't get the next chapter out that soon because of homework... it's mostly math and the odd project here and there. ...sigh ... I'm trying ... we're trying ... we're trying U.U
Also please review D: i love hearing comments or suggestions. Even though writers block hasn't hit it's still always nice to have a rebound idea XD . Yes, I'm bad. But Jess is scary so obey O.O ... her and her pitch forks. S'ank you and good night... or morning or afternoon. ;3