I own nothing of Twilight...not even Edward Cullen or Robert Pattinson- yet! Just kidding!

Made for me?

Chapter 2

Then I walked to my car to wish that I hadn't. What had I gotten myself into?

"Well, well, well who do we have here?, should I tell you why I'm here?" she asked with an evil tone to her voice.

"Actually no, you don't have to, now if you'll please excuse me-" I said with a firm tone in my voice once she grabbed my hand and turned me around to face her.

"Listen to me. No one...meaning NO ONE steals my boyfriend. So let him and me be. STAY AWAY FROM HIM!" having said that she slapped my cheeck leaving me a mark on it. I didn't want to get involved with her so I yanked the door open and got in. I called Alice to see if she would let me stay with her. It's not like she had a reason to say no. I stayed there almost every week because of my conditions at home.

When she opened the door she gasped immediately noticing my cheek and as soon as she allowed me to, I explained everything to her. Then my phone began vibrating. It wasn't a number I recognized and I picked it up.

"Hello?" I answered hesitantly.

"Bella, hey where are you?"

"Edward? Why does it matter to you?"

"Well we need to clear things up and we still have a project to do, remember?"

"Well yea but I think it would be better if we weren't partners anymore. And there's nothing to clear up. So bye." I added quickly.

"Wait! I'm confused. Yes there is something to clear up. Where are you?" I couldn't believe he was honestly being as absurd as to continue to want to speak to me.

"I'll meet you at the Buenavista cafè" I answered

"Alright meet you there in a few." was all he said before he hung up. With a sigh I told Alice and I left. Luckily the cafè was infront of her house.

When I got there he was waiting staring at a random car. He spotted me and stood up pulling the chair out for me. I knew this was going to be bad. Surprisingly he didn't ask about my cheek. Did Tanya tell her what she had done? Yeah right.

"So... I'm very sorry." he started. woah. That was random. What does he have to be sorry for?

"Sorry for what?" I asked immediately.

"I know how you got that mark on your cheek and I am sorry"

"You are not at fault. How do you know?"

"Well when I was in detention and you left, I stared after you. Don't take it the wrong way. And then I saw Tanya at your car from the window. I read what she was saying and I guess that's what you meant by telling me you didn't want to be my partner anymore. But it's ok she won't bother you anymore." He stated firmly.

"How would you know that?"I asked.

"Well I...broke up with her." Once he said that self-conciously I groaned thinking that I was at fault for that.

"What's wrong?"He asked almost instantly.

"Well I hate to be the reason for which you two finished." I said sourly.

"Bella, you are not the reason for which I made my desicion. It was her, and I was going to end our relationship before anyway. She's far too..." He didn't finish his sentence but looked thoughtful.

"I could think of some adjectives to finish that sentence but I'm not going to say them out loud and in public, too much mixed company." I reponded and he answered with a laugh. I swear his laugh was the most magical sound that ever existed.

"Yea I can only guess what they are. So can we still be friends?" he asked changing the subject to a more serious matter.

I tried to look thoughtful even though I knew my answer.

"Bella are you seriously thinking about it?" He asked.

"Yes. Yes I am." I lied. He gave the strangest look which almost looked painful. Finally I came up with a deal that he would take if he wanted to be my friend, "I'll be your friend if you give half of that cheescake slice."

"Bella? All I want is some friendship and I end up loosing half of my dessert?"He said cutting it in half and handing me a fork. I smiled triumphantly and took a bite.

"Ok. We can still be friends." I answered and he smiled showing his perfectly glowing teeth. And just when I thought things were going perfectly well, his phone rang.