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So Much More Than Enemies

Chapter Two - Emmett, Parties & Jealousy

His shiny silver Volvo came speeding around the corner and stopped in front of me. Without hesitation I jumped into his car, and practically pounced onto Edward, oblivious as to how stupid I looked.

"Woah, missed me?" He laughed, hugging me back. A smile plastered on his perfect face.

"Nah didn't even miss you one bit." I giggled, soaking up the attention he was giving me, which I had been deprived of all day.

"Hmm, really? Then I guess I won't tell you what I wrote on that note in biology, then." He smirked. He was good. He knew I wanted that note.

"Ok. Fine. I missed you lots. Now, the note?" I said sarcastically, he caught onto this quickly.

Edward got the note from his bag and unfolded it. He kept it facing away from me, so I couldn't see what he had wrote. I could feel the butterflies fluttering around in my stomach anxiously. I knew it was stupid, if he didn't think I was pretty then what did it really matter? A part of me wanted to know, because If he did think I was prettier than Jessica then I knew his reputation didn't mean as much to him as I thought it did. After all, his rep has been coming first for a while.

He held the note out in front of me and fanned it in front of my face. I could see him holding back the laughter through pressed lips, curved into a smirk. I tried to snatch the note from his hands numerous times, failing each time. I couldn't even catch a glimpse of the ink splattered on the page in his hand writing. No matter how much I tried. I knew it was useless, there was no way I would get it from him.

"Hmm, I might just hang on to this until tomorrow…" He said, letting go of the laughter he had been holding. The smirk on his lips had turned into a huge grin.

I could tell that he wasn't kidding either; he enjoyed my impatience too much. The longer he kept the note from me, the more I begged for it and the funnier he found it. He shoved the note back into his bag and moved the bag out of reach. He had placed it behind his seat, where I couldn't reach it but I could see it. I swear, that bag was taunting me. I half expected it to flash me a cheesy grin. I knew he had done it to purposely annoy me, this was classical Edward right here.

If he thought he could hide this note from me, he was very wrong. I would get that note one way or another, I didn't care what lengths I would have to go to. I tried thinking up things in my mind, ways to get the note. I had gone through every mean of distraction I could think of. None of them would work, although they didn't sound half bad. There was only one which would work right then, in the car. But even Edward wasn't that stupid. He was probably going through the same things I was, imagining the ways I was attempting to get the note.

It was right then I realised just how obsessed I had become. I was creating a mastermind, diamond stealing, bank robbing, prison escaping, theft kind of plan for a note. And yes, it had already crossed my mind about wearing one of those criminalizing black leather suits and boots to match. Heck, I had even thought of using a few of those little spy weapons, too. I mentally kicked myself for allowing my imagination to run wild. I swear Emmett was rubbing off on me.

Emmett was Edward's brother, and a huge pain. His idea of fun was too annoy as many people in one night as he could, or his personal favourite, which was to embarrass me. Public embarrassment was his favourite. He had absolutely no idea that me and Edward were together, even if I was at his house twenty-four-seven, but that didn't stop him buying us numerous 'his' and 'her' items. In fact, I had a collection of 'her' items in my bedroom closet. I was too afraid of opening that door, in case I got buried alive by the vast amount of them cluttered in there. But, I was even more afraid of chucking them out and facing the wrath of Emmett. It was true, violence wasn't his thing – but sex jokes about me around school and tying me up to trees with inappropriate signs was.

I was too busy thinking that I didn't even notice Edward get out of the car. I only noticed when he had practically dragged me halfway out of the car. I snapped myself from my thinking and came back to reality.

"You know, if you didn't want to see Emmett today, you could have just told me." Edward chuckled as he read the fear crossing my face.

I was just about to respond with my very witty comment when Emmett ran out the door. He pulled me into a bear hug, seeing which bones he could break this time.

"Of course Bella wants to see me. Why wouldn't she?" He cried, with mock horror written all over his face.

I tried pulling myself away from his bear hug, trying to save myself from yet another hospital visit caused by Emmett. Emmett, though, had other idea's. He picked me up, spinning me around in at least five circles, and ran with me to the open front door. He obviously didn't see the staircase right in front of him. I heard a crash, saw a flash of white and felt a fresh bruise on my butt. Yes, Emmett was sometimes just as clumsy as me.

"Emmett, there's a staircase there you dimwit." Alice chimed from the kitchen.

"Yeah, I know. Bella didn't though. Bella you really need to open your eyes next time." Emmett tut with exaggeration, I could feel the need to smack him one bubbling inside me. One more comment like that from him and it would bubble over.

I picked myself up off the floor, being offered no help from anyone, and brushed myself off. I could hear Emmett laughing from the kitchen, along with Alice. Alice often laughed at my misfortune, too. In fact, if it wasn't my coordination it was Emmett, and if it wasn't him it was Alice. Yes, even the sweet little Alice could be evil I had recovered enough to walk in a straight line, as Emmett called it 'walking un-drunk', we headed up to Edwards room. Finally, we had alone time. We seamed to never have any of it anymore. We sat talking, about everything, and just laughing. It was nice to be able to just be ourselves. No secrecy, no sneaking around and none of my rubbish acting.

"No matter what Alice says to you, I do not want to go shopping with her. Last time she forced me into those really uncomfortable high heels, I fell down and landed on one of the workers there." I sighed, Alice had tried persuading Edward to make me go shopping with her. She knew that he had a certain power over me, he could just about dazzle me to do anything. Edward found it hilarious, he had never met anyone, a girl at that, who hated shopping so much.

Edward's laugh was interrupted by a vibration from his pocket. He ignored it the first time, thinking they would not call back. But they did, and he had no choice but to answer it. He flipped the phone up, rolling his eyes at the caller ID. It was obvious who was calling him, she couldn't leave him alone for more than an hour.

"Who's party?" Edward asked the squeaky voice on the receiving end.

I gritted my teeth together, attempting to make my anger disappear. A party, no matter who's, was Edward's social life. And nobody, not even his girlfriend, held back this. The only alone time we had together in what felt like months was pushed aside by his social life, yet again. This was not the first time, and something told me that it wasn't the last time either.

"Yeah, sure. I'll invite everyone I know, no geeks or science freaks… yeah got it." He nodded like a bobble head to Jessica's every demand. 'If she told you to kiss her, would you?' I thought mentally, the answer scared me.

"I'm sorry, Bella –" Edward started, I knew his next sentence, I had heard it so many times before.

"Yeah, I know. There's a party, you're the socialite and have to go. I'm a geek, I can't go. I get it. Bye." I said, brushing it off as best as my lame acting skills would allow.

I pecked his cheek avoiding looking into mesmerizing eyes, so he couldn't convince me to do something I would regret. I could see the conflict in his eyes. Truth was he didn't know if his girlfriend was more important than his social life, either.

The note situation, that had left my mind as soon as I had reached Edward's house, flicked back in to my mind. I was beginning to question myself on what Jessica had more than me. It was pretty obvious that her popularity overshadowed me greatly, but for the first time I questioned myself if it was that which would win Edward over.

I walked home by myself. The normal Forks weather kicked in then, rain poured down like there were no tomorrow. I tried walking as fast as my legs would take me, but by the time I had reached home my clothes were completely soaked through. Charlie, my dad, must have realised that some teenage crisis had happened and didn't bother asking. I just went straight to my room, prompting Charlie to phone for a pizza.

I picked up my battered copy of Wuthering Heights, trying to force my mind to concentrate on something else. Something other than the subject I knew I needed to sort out there and then, but my 'sometimes' boyfriend was too busy mingling with that immature, slutty, bimbo, boyfriend stealing, whore. Also known as his other girlfriend. The book didn't calm me, my jealousy emotions kicked in. The truth was that I was afraid of loosing him. And with the click of Jess' fingers, that could be arranged. I knew that, he did too. But tonight, I could not push the little voice out of my mind which kept telling me what I had been afraid of. Could Edward's rep really get in the way of us?

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