A/N: Every time I finish this story it keeps growing.

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I can't believe I was frustrated. I hated this feeling and have tried so hard not to feel this way. But I also had good reason. As Emmett tactfully put it, Edward and I go at it like rabbits every night…or at least every hour after we've finished with homework or anything else we have to do. I know I'm not deprived in anyway, but I also know that I'm frustrated.

I'm frustrated because we didn't get to really finish this morning. We had to go hunting last night instead. I knew I was getting hungry; I had been fantasizing about how to make the students around me food. So we went on an unplanned quick hunting trip last night, getting back with what I thought was enough time before school started to have fun. But it wasn't. Before anything could really get going Nessie was knocking at our door saying we had to leave that second.

So now, sitting in class, was becoming more and more like torture. Not so much because it was boring and repetitive (even though that was part of it) but because I wasn't satisfied. At all. And I could tell Edward wasn't either. He was the one fidgeting today and I was beginning to form a plan in my head to help us both feel better.

I knew most of our classes hated the idea of two students leaving at once to go to the bathroom but we didn't have the same class next period. He had French and I had Spanish. We could go somewhere then, discreetly, and finish what we started. It was a perfect idea. Now just to get him to agree to it.

Paying close attention to where the teacher was at all times I quickly scribbled a note to Edward of my plan. I hated that my handwriting was still as untidy as ever, making it look sloppy next to everyone else's. Quicker than the blink of an eye I put the note on his desk and watched, hardly paying attention the class at all. I was happy to see his face look shocked at my idea. Ha! I had broken his control again. I saw my favorite smile cross his face as he read, making me tingle all over. Damn, I needed this. I saw his hand go slowly to his pen, slower than I thought this needed. Was he toying with me? Oh, he defiantly was as he wrote his reply, looking like he was thinking over the best words, while fiddling with his pen. I would have killed the entire room to be that pen.

Well two could play at this game. I let down my shield and replayed every thought I had had since getting interrupted. I saw him stiffen. Good, now my idea. Mmmm…the larger bathroom stale in the girl's bathroom down the hall the wall was a perfect place to thro- the note was then practically thrown at me with a muttering of 'damn it Bella' under his breath. I smiled and knew I had won and there was no stopping this now.

I'll text you when I leave. That seems like a perfect place to me. The note said. I was delighted to see the last part didn't look perfect, it looked hurried. I loved this.

The bell rang clear through the classroom, making everyone jump. I didn't at all trust myself to touch Edward. At this point I think I would just throw him down on the ground and have at it right here. He seemed to be of the same mind and stayed seated till I had reached the door. 'See you soon' he mouthed gathering his things and standing up. As I glided down the hall I considered asking Alice if this would be safe. Well, she would probably already know by the time we got to class anyway, it should be fine.

Alice hadn't beaten me to Spanish today, so I sat and waited, in the back, placing my Blackberry (only the best, of course, I really did need to start getting more used to this) gingerly in my lap. Alice came prancing in and took her seat next to me, flinging a piece of paper at me in the process. Everything will work out, it said. Yes! I loved have a psychic sister. It made things like this much easier.

I was having trouble sitting still again. I kept crossing and uncrossing my legs, impatient and in a slight desperate attempt to possibly make the urgency subside. It only made it worst. Stupid stronger feelings.

Ten minutes into class and we had been assigned to write a paragraph of our dream date using the conditional tense. Now if I were to be honest with this I think I might give the teacher a heart attack. A nice large mountain lion for dinner and wild sex for desert. Yes, exactly what a teacher wants to hear from her student. If I could just think of a good star to pretend to date that would make this much easier-oh phone is buzzing!

Just left class, it read. My hand shot up into the air, faster than it should have, while my other quickly put my phone in my pocket. I needed to put something quickly on to my page too. I shot a pleading look at Alice. She quickly put her paper on my desk. I didn't even both to look at it but heard her softly say, "you owe me again".

Profe saw my hand and came over, a questioning look on her face. Before she could even open her mouth I decided to speak. "Puedo usar el baño?" I asked hurriedly, hoping to put enough urgency in my voice so that she would let me go without any questions.

"Sí," she said, giving me a quizzical look, then looking at "my" finished paragraph and thinking this was fine. I jumped up and hurried out the door, hoping that this was an ok speed for humans who needed to use the bathroom. I really needed to pay more attention to when my classmates do go to use the bathroom, I seem to be needing this excuse more often than not and not knowing the proper speed is getting frustrating.

Down the hall to the bathroom. I could smell Edward's scent in the air making me ache. I almost took the door off its hinges when I opened it. Edward wasn't there.

"Edward?" I asked softly, I hadn't checked if there was anyone actually in here. That would be a problem. The door opened behind me and I turned and launched myself at him. "Where were you?" I asked in-between crushing my mouth against his, breathing in his scent and sneaking my tongue into his mouth.

"Got stopped in the hall, had to make sure no one was around," he said between kisses, his hand snaking its way up my shirt. I jumped and locked my legs around his waist, trying to bring him closer to me even with our clothes on. His hand had found my breast and was currently kneading and playing with it in the most spectacular of ways.

Somehow, we managed to make it into the stall, with the door locked. I untangled my legs from around him if only so I could yank his t-shirt off and start kissing my way down his muscled chest. I couldn't ever get enough of this. My mouth found his nipples and I heard him gasp as I lightly nipped them and let my tongue play on them. He growled and pulled my head up. I looked at him questioningly but it took less than a second for him to have thrown off my shirt and shredded my bra.

"You know I am going to need that later," I said in my most seductive tone as he began kissing the crock of my neck making me gasp.

"No you don't, you're perfect and it only hinders me." He said cockily into my neck.

My hands, which had been content grasping his hair, had decided that two could play at this game as they made their way down to his jeans. "If that is the case…" I trailed off as my hand grasped him within his jeans and boxers, "then I should get raid of these."

Before I could even think another thought I was pinned against the tiled wall, my hands above my head, held by one of his hands and his mouth on my nipple making me forget anything else.

"Tease," he said before he went back to nipping. God, I loved this feeling.

"Edward," I pleaded, "I need more." And he let go of my arms and I made quick work to get him out of the rest of this clothes. I couldn't clearly even figure out how I was no longer wearing anything, all I knew was that I needed him, needed to be filled. Right now.

As if he could read my mind all the time (I knew my shield was still up) he picked me up and plunged in, sighing with satisfaction. My back was pressed against the wall again, my legs hocked around him but I could careless about anything else.

And then my over active mind remembered that there was a very breakable wall behind me. "Edward, we need to be careful," I said breathlessly. He growled, but he started to move it was gentler than usual. I moved to meet his thrusts, sighing and pulling myself closer to him, forcing my head to not fall back in a contented moan and kiss him. My moans were met with his as we kissed and moved and everything was perfect.

We began to move faster, more erratic, and I could feel release coming. He was hitting the right spot making me lose control and just moan and push myself on to him, forcing him deeper. "Edward!" I cried as my orgasm came over me, leaving me in a contented haze of satatisfaction and Edward. He followed, moaning my name, holding me close.

The door to the bathroom opened suddenly and I almost screamed, but Edward was quicker and placed his hand over my mouth. I looked him in the eyes, pleading to tell me what was going on. His golden eyes looked like he was trying to come up with an escape plan.

"Who is it?" I asked in a frequency that I knew humans couldn't hear.

"Vice Principle," he responded.

I swore as the Vice Principle called in "Anyone in here, I see a jacket laying on the ground outside and banging in here."

It was Edward's turn to swear. I was beginning to like the fact that he seemed to be loosing up about that. But I had little time to savor the moment, trying to think of a way I could quickly disentangle myself from Edward, get my clothes on, get Edward out of here, and grab the jacket and leave.

Before I could think of a good reason for leaving the jacket there ('oh this? I thought it was warm in here so I took it off?' 'Its not mine, but it looks like Alice's, I have class with her right now so I'll take it to her.' 'What? Oh no, that wasn't Edward rushing past behind me, are you seeing things?') I heard the door open again.

"Oh there it is," came Rosalie's melodic voice. I could have jumped out and kissed her at that moment. "Thanks for finding this, but I do need to use the bathroom and feel a little embarrassed…" She trailed off to the Vice Principle. I could almost see her smiling sweetly at him and his face going completely blank.

"Of course Miss Hale, I'll just be going, I guess I must be hearing things." He said and I could hear the door open and him walking away.

"I owe you Rose!" I called as I gathered my clothes and dressed.

"Of course you do, and you both owe Alice again. He made a snap decision to come in here. Be grateful I had my phone on." I opened the door to see her standing there with her arms crossed. "Really you two, even Emmett and I have more control. Now I have to get back to class, I suggest that Edward leave behind me at our normal pace." We nodded and Edward quickly kissed me before leaving behind Rose.

I turned to the mirror and made sure that I looked presentable, even though I knew it wouldn't matter. I waited a few more seconds and left the bathroom as well.

Profe looked at me when I came in but I kept my head down and tried to look slightly ill (it was my best excuse for why I had been gone so long). I didn't want to see Alice's face when I sat down. But there was a note already there fore me.

Rose is going to tell Emmett. You owe me nothing, that is going to be entertaining enough.

I was never going to hear the end of this now. Stupid vampire family.


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