Hey guys! So here is chapter two. Hope you like it. A big thanks to everyone who read, reviewed, favoured and followed the story

I had spent the entire weekend fusing over silly things that seemed so very important to me back then. I remember being so conflicted about returning to school. On one hand, I was so excited to spend time with Edward, but I was also so nervous about it. We never talked about how we will act in school. I was unsure if our relationship would be kept a secret or will we tell people and risk my father finding out? I had hardly slept the night before we were to return to school. My stomach had been in knots from over thinking everything. To this day, people would still consider me a worry wart. I had never been overly spontaneous or adventurous like Rose and there were many times I wish I was.

When Monday morning arrived I was nothing but a ball of nerves. I got up super early and made my way over to Rose's room. I begged her with my puppy dog eyes to help me get ready. After a few curse words, she got out of bed to help me get ready. Even at nearly sixteen years of age I was still clueless as to feminine things such as make-up and hair styles. I had never felt the need to dress up or put on make-up. My skin was flawless and I had the suspicion that it was because I never wore make-up. It did take Rose a few years to get me into all of the girly stuff, and by the time we were in college I found myself enjoying such things. Anyway, let's get back to the first day back in school. I had always hated high school. Our school had been the classic movie version of what high school was meant to be like. There were the many cliques, with the cheerleaders at the top of the food chain, along with the basketball team. I was classified as the bookworm or sometimes the mute freak. Yeah, high school was great fun. Rose was on the cheerleading squad until she found out some of the other girls on the squad was bullying me. After she punched Lauren Mallory in the face, breaking her nose, Rose was kicked off the team. She was almost suspended when she started arguing with the coach about what a bitch Lauren was. Lucky for me, Rose was able to control her anger and didn't get suspended, even when Lauren's parents insisted on it. The principal was well aware of the bullying that was taking place and instead of punishing Rose, she gave Lauren detention for being a bitch, I mean for bullying. I had walked around school with a grin every time I passed her and thought about that day. Rose was my life jacket throughout high school, she always managed to keep my head above the water even when I felt like drowning.

Rose had helped me apply some makeup and gave my hair some defined curls. Helping me look half decent was a task in itself considering how hideous our school uniforms were. I have to say that I still cringe thinking about those uniforms. I'm pretty sure whoever designed them were inspired by bad seventies porno. Our uniforms consisted of a white button down shirt that was much smaller in size than the average shirt, a pleated burgundy skirt that never went lower than any girl's mid-thigh in school. We also had to wear matching burgundy tie and blazer and finished it off with knee high white socks and black shoes. After Rose finished helping me get dressed, she demanded answers. I was unsure of how I should tell her or even if I should tell her at all. But I thought back to all the times Rose has been there for me and decided that not telling her would be more like I was betraying her. I remember having to take a few deep breaths to calm myself before I started to tell her the story using sign language. Rose sat there in my room looking at me with wide eyes and an open mouth. She never interrupted me as I told her all about the summer and about Edward. God I still get goose bumps just thinking about the man. When I finished telling her, she smirked and then attacked me. She wrapped her arms around me tightly and started jumping up and down excitedly. I was quite shocked by her reaction as Rose had never been an overly emotion person. Her happiness was infectious and soon I started jumping up and down with her. I had made breakfast as Rose got ready for school. I made us packed lunches too as the food in the cafeteria was inedible even though it was a private school. Rose looked stunning, as always and she all but dragged me to the car. In the car ride home, Rose proceeded to tell all the little things she knew about Edward. Turns out they are friends, as Edward is on the basketball team. She told me about how mad he was at Lauren for bullying me. Apparently they had dated and when he found out about what she had done he broke up with her. My heart still soars at that little bit of information.

Within a few minute, we arrived at school. The parking lot had been packed as we arrived later than usual. It took Rose a while to find a parking spot and I was so jealous that she was able to drive and I wasn't yet. My father had promised to buy me a car for my sixteenth birthday, but I must pass my licence before I get it. My birthday had only been a week away and I had my test booked for the following day. Rose parked and she walked me to my first class. I had been quite disappointed that I didn't get to see Edward before my first class. I said my goodbyes to Rose and made plans to meet her for lunch. Rose and Edward were senior and shared most of their classes. I had been a junior at the time and if the school had allowed me to take even more advanced classes than I already was then I would either have been a senior or graduated by now. I wanted to get finished with school as fast as possible so that I could make my great escape from my father and go to college in Chicago. I had my heart set on going to the University of Chicago and I had spent so much time talking about it that Rose had made that her university of choice too.

I had spent most of my classed daydreaming about Edward and chastened myself for it. I never wanted to be one of those girls whose whole life was about a guy. I had plans that were bigger than just having a guy in my life. Don't get me wrong, I loved having Edward in my life and I believe that it is important to have someone in your life, but you need more than just that person. By the time lunch had arrived, I was so anxious that I had started biting my nails. I had usually spent my lunch time locked away in the music room playing piano, but I had promised Rose that I will join her for lunch in the cafeteria. I think she thought that just because I was seeing Edward, I would suddenly be comfortable becoming a social butterfly. It was hard to make friends or be social considering I couldn't talk and people thought I was a freak. I never told Rose that the reason I avoided the cafeteria was so that I wouldn't have to listen to people whispering cruel, hurtful things about me.

I had reluctantly made my way to the cafeteria, where Rose and her friends were sitting at a table in the middle of the room. I remember thinking, 'Great now everyone can stare at the freak in the middle of the bloody room'. Even at that age my sarcasm knew no bounds. Sadly no one knew my sarcastic side as I never got to express it with more than an eye roll to those who did not know sign language. I held my brown paper bag with my lunch a little tighter as I walked over to Rose's table. She welcomed me with a big smile and a hug. She introduced me to her friends and I was surprised that the girl sitting on my left was nearly as shy as I was and she knew sign language! Her name was Angela and she was the first friend, apart from Rose and Edward that I had made. She was a bit taller than the average girl and fairly thin but not sickly thin like some girls. She had long black hair that was dead straight. Her complexion was just as pale and flawless as mine. I had noticed she wore no makeup and I loved her for that fact alone. It wasn't often that you find a cheerleader who was both smart and wore no makeup. The girl's name was Angela and she was also a junior. She had explained that she was only doing cheerleading as the school didn't offer gymnastics. Angela was very good at sign language I have enjoyed my conversation with her greatly. My heart and hands, however, stopped when I heard that velvety smooth voice greet everyone. Edward looked handsome even considering he was wearing the school uniform. He sat across from me and we stole glances at each other every few minutes. Angela had quickly caught on to it as I had to sign for her to repeat herself. Instead of talking she used sign language to ask me about Edward. The fact that not only does she understand sign language but can also do it made it possible for us to have a secret conversation in front of everyone. I had blushed and laughed at her antics and questions while Edward looked at us with a confused expression.

When the warning bell had rung, signalling the end of lunch, I grabbed my bag and headed for my locker. I was lost in thought and didn't notice that someone was walking behind me. Just as I passed the janitors closet, a pair of strong hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me inside the dark closet. Before I could do anything a pair of soft lips descended upon mine. I would recognise those soft tantalizing lips anywhere. Edward's hands slipped into my hair as he deepened the kiss. Within a minute, I was pushed against the door as Edward's lips planted open mouthed kiss down my neck. When he sucked on the spot behind my ear I was lost in sensation and wrapped on of my legs around his waist to allow him to press his body closer against mine. Edward grabbed my leg that was slung over his hip and ran his hand up my thigh as his lips returned to mine. His kisses were hungry and passionate. He ran his tongue across my bottom lip and I couldn't stop the moan from escaping. Edward pushed his tongue into my mouth and slowly stroked my tongue. My hands tighten in his hair, pulling him closer to me. When the final bell rang, Edward let go of me and took a step back. We were both breathing harshly and Edward's face held a guilty expression.

"Fuck Bella. I'm sorry, I lost control with you. I'm so sorry." Edward said softly. I snorted at him in a very un-lady like manner. As I had no way of communicating to Edward that I had very much enjoyed that kiss, I had decided to just kiss him again. This time our kiss didn't grow heated as we had a class to get back to. I was on cloud nine until the very last bell rang, signalling the end of the school day. I hadn't seen Edward for the rest of the day and I waited at Rose's car with a sullen expression. On our way home Rose handed me a letter and told me that Edward had asked her to pass it on to me. My heart was beating faster and I couldn't' wait to read Edward's words. When Rose pulled up to the house I practically jumped out of the car and ran to my room. I could hear Rose chuckling as I ran away. Edward's beautifully written words warmed my heart. We continued to pass letter through Rose and meeting in the janitors closet or the empty part of the library for a steamy make-out session. Edward and I had come to an agreement that it would be best if we kept our relationship hidden from my father. I knew the minute he found out he would be furious and I didn't want Edward to lose his job and risk not being able to afford to go to college.

However, Edward did insist on telling his parents. He assured me that they will love me and that our secret will be safe with them. I knew Edward and his parents understood the reasons for keeping our relationship a secret, but it was eating me alive. It felt like I was ashamed of Edward. He didn't deserve to be treated as a dirty secret. He was worth so much more. He deserved a girl who would walk around town, smiling proudly to be on his arm. He deserved a girl who could tell him how much she loved him every day. Even though I couldn't give Edward those things, he was still happy with what I could give him. He never complained or got angry or impatient with me. On my sixteenth birthday, Edward told me to meet him at dawn in the vineyard. That particular spot in the vineyard had become our spot. I still can't look at that spot without memories of Edward flooding my mind. That night Edward showered me with kisses and told me how much he loved me. He gently wiped away the tears that spilled down my cheek at his loving words. He had also gotten me a present. I had asked him not to waste his money on me and to save it for college, but he had insisted on getting me something. To ease my mind, he promised me that he didn't spend a dime on my present and that it was kind of like a family heirloom. He handed me the small black box with a pretty red bow on it. Inside the box was a delicate, white gold necklace. It held a teardrop shaped locket. The locket was beautifully decorated with engraved roses. Inside the locket was a small picture of Edward and I. We were staring lovingly at each other and I had no idea when the picture was taken, but it was perfect. I thanked Edward with a kiss and he had to wipe away even more tears. He told me that it had belonged to his late mother. Carlisle and Esme were Edward's aunt and uncle, who had adopted him when his parents were killed in a car crash. He didn't elaborate on the story and I didn't push him as it was clear it was difficult for him to speak about it. For the first time in nearly a decade, I had enjoyed my birthday and was able not to think about my mother's death and it was all because of Edward.

The rest of the year continued with me wearing my locket proudly. Edward and I continued with our letters and tried to sneak away together as much as we could. I met Carlisle and Esme at Christmas time. I was a nervous wreck, but it had gone very well. Esme reminded me so much of my mother, but Esme could cook up a storm. Esme had similar hair colour as Edward does. She had a beautiful heart shaped face with big blue eyes. She was classically beautiful. Carlisle was a handsome man with broad shoulders and a tall frame. He had sandy blonde hair with husky blue eyes. They were two of the nicest most welcoming people I have ever met. Rose had covered for me and told Charlie that I was spending the night at a friend's house. That had given me time to have a nice relaxing dinner with the Cullen family. As Rose had told Charlie I was spending the night at a friend's house it gave Edward and I the entire night together. Carlisle and Esme had left us alone shortly after dinner as they were driving to visit relatives. Edward and I were left to clean up and were told there was to be no funny business. Edward laughed at Carlisle and Esme's warning while I turned into a human tomato. Edward and I were finishing washing the dishes when Carlisle and Esme headed of.

Once we were done with the dishes, Edward made me a cup of hot chocolate and told me to wait downstairs as he had something he needed to do. Edward and I had spoken about us having sex in our letters. He had always assured me that there is no rush and that he will wait for as long as he needed to. The problem was that I didn't want to wait. My teenage hormones were going crazy and I needed him in every way. After much debate, we had agreed that tonight we will try and if anything went wrong or one of us no longer wanted to do it we stop. I was more than ready and I just hoped Edward wouldn't back out. I had even confided in Rose about tonight and she helped me get ready. She even helped me get some sexy lingerie to surprise Edward. Rose and I had made a stop at a lingerie shop when we went Christmas shopping. After trying one many, many sets of lingerie I had settled on a white lace set. The bra was not padded and the cup was simply made from delicate white lace. You could see my nipple through the lace. The panties were the exact same delicate lace and you could see everything. Rose had approved and said that the white made it innocent while the lace made it sexy. I even got a pair of stocking to wear with it. And with that thought in my head I sat down my cup of hot chocolate and started undressing myself. I was standing in Edward's living room in nothing but lingerie and stocking, shaking from both nerves and excitement. I took a deep breath and made my way up the stairs to Edward's room as quietly as I could. I slowly turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. Tears filled my eyes at the sight in front of me. Edward had his back turned to me as he was busy lighting a candle. His room was filled with lit candles and rose petals were strewn everywhere. I know people might think it is a cliché but to me it was the guy who had my heart making an effort to make this as special as possible. To me, it was a sign of just how much he loved me. He turned around and he mouth dropped open and his eyes went wide. We just stood there for a few minutes, staring at each other. For the first time in my life, I didn't feel self-conscious about my body. Edward made me feel brave and sexy but most importantly he made me feel wanted. Edward swallowed loudly and then ripped off his shirt over his head as he walked towards me. He grabbed me around the waist with one arm, pulling me to him as the other hand threw his shirt to the floor. My hands slipped into his hair as he crushed his lips to mine. The kiss was passionate and searing. His hands started moving across my body as he whispered how beautiful I was against my lips. When he bit down on my bottom lip I moaned loudly and dug my nails in his back. Our kisses grew more heated and soon my bra hit the floor. Edward trailed kisses down my throat and then across my collarbone as his hands moved up my waist until they were gently cupping my breast. When Edward's thumb swiped across my nipple I threw my head back and gave myself over to the pleasure his was evoking in my body. His lips were at the valley between my breast, kissing and sucking when an obnoxious knocking interrupted us. Someone was knocking loudly on the front door. I was so close to insisting that Edward ignore the knocking and kiss me again when I heard Rose screaming my name. Hearing your sister scream your name franticly has the same effect as a bucket of ice cold water being dumped on you. Edward gave me a chaste kiss and told me to get dress while he answers the door. He grabbed his shirt and ran down stairs. I let out a frustrated sigh and grabbed my bra and headed downstairs as I put it on. All my clothes were still in the living room so when Rose busted through the door shoving Edward to the side I as still half naked. I shrieked and ran to grab my dress. I quickly pulled my dress over my head as Rose started grabbing my jacket and purse.

"Rose, what the hell are you doing?" Edward asked angrily.

"Mt father knows Bella isn't staying with Angela. He is looking for you and we need to get you home before he finds you here!" Rose said in a rush and grabbed my arm pulling me towards the door. We were out the door before Edward had a chance to say anything else. I was still barefoot but didn't care. We got into Rose's car and she sped off to our house. I pulled on my jacket and fixed my dress in the car. My heart was beating frantically as we got closer to the house. What was I going to do now? What is Charlie going to do to me?

Well what do you guys think so far? Would you be afraid of Charlie too? Next chapter will see just how scary he is…