A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed! I know a lot more people are reading but not reviewing--so if you do read it, I'd love to hear your feedback! (It doesn't take much time...) Haha. This one's shorter than the first, but not bad. Enjoy!

(Outside Her Window)

It is night outside; the sky is dark but cloudy, making it impossible to see the stars or moon. The empty bedroom's window is open, and a heavy, humid breeze stirs the curtains. A computer screen glows from the desk in the corner, and the room is tidy--almost too tidy, with the look of being cleaned too thoroughly. The bed is unmade, however, and homework papers are spread across the rumpled covers. It is silent until footsteps are heard in the hallway outside, and the door swings open to admit Bella.

Bella: God! (She storms over to her computer and jiggles the mouse, bringing the machine to life.)

God.

(Edward, watching her from his invisible place on the roof outside her window, covers a smile with his hand. Bella checks her e-mail, sees the new messages from her mother.)

Bella (frowning): Why does she e-mail me so much? (Sighing in defeat as her eyes scan the letter) Yeah, you love me. That's why I moved here. Damn. (She types a quick but thought-out reply, then shuts the computer down and cleans up her homework.)

Edward (shaking his head, his voice quiet): Bella.

Bella (flopping on her bed): Edward. (She lets out a strangled scream and punches a pillow.) Dammit! Damn him!

Edward (again, his voice is barely a breath): Too late. (He chuckles softly.)

Bella (muttering to herself): What is wrong with me? Damn. Where is that CD Phil gave me? (She rummages around in the drawer of her nightstand and comes out with a CD case and a walkman.) Hmm. (She peers at the writing.) This crap? Oh well...might as well try it.

(Edward is full-out laughing now, but silently, his body shaking. Bella stuffs the headphones over her ears and lays back on her bed. Edward can hear the heavy music playing, it is so loud.)

Bella: Damn Edward. (She groans.) Oh! (She looks interested, suddenly.) This is actually okay...Shit. I won't think about him! (She gets up, clutching the CD player, to close the window; Edward fades into the darkness. Then she crawls under the covers, the music on repeat.) Stupid, stupid...Watch me listen to this until I memorize every damn song...

Edward (watching her as she falls asleep, trying to avert his gaze from the tears on her cheeks.) Good-night, Bella. Beautiful Bella.

(He leaves. End scene.)