Notes 2!

A/N: I'd like to thank'Vampiress19' for her idea, for this is her idea! If ya'll want more of Notes, please review telling me so. And I'm sorry if this turns out a little strange, I just feel a need to TYPE so whatever comes out may end up being the stupidest thing on the planet.

Another thanks goes to 'Child of Art and Darkness' who pointed out an error in the previous chapter. I felt rather dumb, but I just wanted to recognize her genius! (and everyone who hasn't read her stories, go do it. NOW.)

A small warning, it gets a little suggestive in here, so if you are dead-set against that sore of thing, don't read this chapter.

And also thanks to Murmmer who got me past my writers block, and gave me the INGENIOUS idea that made this story end the way it did! Thanks!

Disclaimer: I wonder what would happen to a person who posted a disclaimer saying 'I do own twilight' oh well, I'm not dumb enough to try to find out

Bella's POV

I walked down the hall quickly, making my way for the parking lot that was where Edward and I always met after school. I stopped briefly at my locker, shoving all of my school books into it and forcing the door closed, knowing that first thing tomorrow morning they would all tumble out and make my own little book-mountain.

I turned around to scurry towards the parking lot but ran smack into Jessica! The impact knocked me back against my locker, and made her stumble back a few steps, but she held her position right in front of me, smiling at me in her own special way.

"So, Bella," she started, "I wanted to talk to you about the note that you and Edward were caught passing in class earlier."

I immediately felt my cheeks heating up, knowing how most people would have interpreted certain parts of the letter. "What about it?" I tried to walk past her, so that we could at least have this conversation near my angel, who would laugh at me later, but still offer the comfort that I needed right now. Unfortunately Jessica, who probably had a lot of practice with this sort of thing (getting the answers out of people who didn't want to give them to her) stepped to the same side I was going for, blocking my way completely.

"Why did you ask Edward if he was coming over tonight? And after Charlie was asleep?" She looked at me with knowing eyes, saying that she knew the answer but wanted to make sure that she wasn't spreading false gossip.

My cheeks flamed up again, and I knew that it was going to be difficult to convince her that I wasn't doing what she thought I was doing.

"Well…um…h-he just comes over sometimes to…help me with...uh..homework." I clenched my teeth at how stupid I sounded, knowing that she would see right through my 'lies' (It couldn't be difficult; I bet a blind man could have seen through them).

Jessica raised her eyebrows at me. "So he comes over after your father is asleep to help you with homework?"

I clenched my teeth again, trying desperately to figure out the best lie to get me out of this. It was times like these when I desperately wished that Edward could read my mind. Just a little bit, enough so he could hear my calls for help and come to my rescue. I wasn't really sure if his presence would make this conversation more awkward or end it completely. Knowing him, he would play along just to get a laugh out of it, whereas I was franticly hoping that people would stop thinking the thoughts that I'm sure most of them were having. I momentarily thought about telling her that the thoughts she was having were the truth, but knew that if I even hinted at that, the whole school would know every word of our conversation by morning. After all, there are no secrets in forks.

I swallowed, glancing at my watch. School had been out for almost ten minutes, Edward was bound to be wondering where I was, considering I was usually one of the first humans out there. Just as I thought his name, he waltzed in through the large double doors at the front of the school. I could see him clearly from my place against my locker, but Jessica, who was facing me, didn't see him at all.

I tried to make signs indicating 'come this way' and 'help me' but he looked right at me, smirked mischievously, and the walked IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION! I ground my teeth together angrily. I couldn't believe he was leaving me to this! Of all the things he's done to me, this one small thing made me want revenge. I sent my mind searching in a new direction, trying to find a way to get him back for leaving me with Jessica's curious questionings. It was clear that he would be listening, and probably had been listening through the whole thing.

I was gong to kill him.

"Bella?" Jess asked, drawing my attention back to the problem at hand. "Yes?" I asked, stalling for more time to think.

"Why does Edward Cullen come into your room at night after your father is sleeping?" She had a look of patience on her face, while still weary of what lie I might try to feed her next. I realized that she probably wouldn't buy some farfetched lie, so I decided to tell her a reasonable lie.

"Why do you think he comes in there?" I put as much suggestiveness into my voice as possible, while still trying not to blush too hard.

"Well, I think that he comes in there, to…um…" I was shocked that anything could make Jessica feel uncomfortable, let alone stammer like that.

"You're right." I said simply, smiling slightly to myself. I could almost see Edward's shocked expression. He wanted to hear me tell a lie, well, here it comes.

Her eyes widened and she looked totally shocked. She'd known the most likely reason for my words, but to have me confirm it seemed to have pulled her into a sense of shock.

"You and Edward Cullen?" she said a little too loudly for my taste.

"Yes." I smiled at her.

She didn't speak for a moment, and even though Edward wasn't there, I could almost feel him wanting to know what else I would say. Finally Jessica came back to herself and started throwing questions at me like baseballs.

"DETAILS! How was it? Did he leave right after? Did your dad find out? Were you safe? What-" I held my hand in front of her, cutting her off.

"It was…" here came the part for my evil plan, Edward was going to wish he'd saved me when he got the chance. "Not what I expected." I paused intentionally, giving Jessica time to get impatient, and start thinking all kind of things that Edward wouldn't want to hear.

"What do you mean?" I smiled slightly at her tone; she really was impatient.

"Well…Edward sort of cried in the middle…" I almost blushed, but knew that it would probably give away my lie.

"WHAT?" Jessica almost shrieked. "He cried?" Her eyes were as wide as saucers, and I guessed that this was the best gossip she had gotten in months. I could practically hear the thoughts running through her head, and knew that Edward wouldn't be enjoying this.

"Yes, he cried. The rest wasn't horrible but it wasn't even close to what you would picture with someone like him."

Jessica's eyes were starting to be in danger of falling out, as if she really couldn't believe that Edward Cullen would cry in the middle of 'love'.

I racked my brain for anything else that I could say that would embarrass him, and smiled evily when I thought of one more thing that I could say.

"Charlie wasn't home that night, and he wasn't going to be back until noon the next day. So Edward just decided to stay over, and he fell asleep before I did. And he kind of…talked in his sleep." HA! He makes fun of me for my sleep talking! I pondered what he could have said that Jessica would have found the strangest.

"What did he say?" Jessica said, believing me completely.

"Well, he said something about 'that's not pink enough.' And then something about 'Where's Jessica? I need Jessica!' I think he may have a crush on you!"

A triumphant grin spread across her face and I couldn't help smiling. This was too easy.

"How does that make you feel?" Jessica asked, trying to make her voice sound concerned, and friend-like, but I heard the undertone of superiority in her voice, telling me that she was very happy that she had the chance to steal Edward from me.

"I'm fine with it. I know that he might pay more attention to you if you followed him around a little bit." I almost burst out laughing, knowing that she would follow my advice. I knew for a fact that Edward disliked Jessica, and hopefully this would teach him to always rescue me when he had the chance to.

Just as I thought of him, he came waltzing around the corner, trying his best to seem nonchalant, but I noticed the undertones of annoyance, and even embarrassment in his golden eyes.

"Jessica, I hope I'm not interrupting, but I need to get Bella home now." Jessica smiled flirtatiously at him, saying in a sultry voice, "Nope. Not interrupting anything." She smiled at him again before heading out the main doors, without even glancing back over her shoulder at us, where I was almost doubled over with laughter.

Edward started walking towards the doors, trying his best to ignore me. However, he traveled at a human pace, so I knew that he was giving me the opportunity to keep up with him.

I caught up to him, smiling at him innocently. He looked in the total opposite direction of me, clearly giving me the cold shoulder. We made our way back into the parking lot, and slid into his Volvo, still not saying a word.

He breathed in and out slowly as he started the car, before opening his mouth to break his silent streak.

"Crying? Really?" he burst out, clenching his jaw angrily.

"You left me to answer her; so I did." I smiled at him, still very pleased with myself and the lie I had managed to create.

"Yes, but I expected you to babble nervously about how we were not sleeping together; not admit it!"

"Well, you always say I do the opposite of what you expect." I told him, repeating words that he had told me many times.

He sighed, clearly frustrated. He took another deep breath before asking, "So do you want to come see the new living room or not?" he asked, rising above his annoyance.

"Of course!" I smiled at him, grateful that this day was finally over.

"You know, Jessica is planning on following me tomorrow. And the next day. And the next day. I hope you've realized what you've done." He mumbled at me, before changing the subject to the weather, which basically consisted of 'its rainy today, isn't it?' and 'yep'.

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Edward pulled into the driveway, seeming to park the car and appear at my side at the same time. He opened the door for me, taking my hand as soon as it was clear of the door handle.

He led me towards the house, again opening the door for me. Emmett was waiting on the other side of the door, grinning at Edward and me.

"Edward, we decided that the living room wasn't pink enough, so we re-painted it pink earlier." Edward stiffened beside me, glaring at Emmett angrily.

I squeezed his hand, silently telling him to calm down, while trying not to laugh. Somehow, Emmett knew about the conversation I'd had with Jessica, that much was clear about how he said 'wasn't pink enough'. My guess would have been Alice, and she came bouncing down the stairs as soon as I thought her name.

"Edward, Esme asked me to ask you if you would mind cleaning the kitchen, but I thought you might cry in the middle of it, so I took care of it for you." I burst out laughing at the same time as Emmett, and Edward was giving Alice the most murderous glare I'd ever seen.

"Edward!" Jasper appeared at the top of the stairs "Jessica Stanley called earlier, and asked for you. You weren't here so I went ahead and gave her your cell number." Edward roared furiously, dropping my hand as he flew up the stairs at Jasper, who had already disappeared, but his laughter echoed around the house, making us all laugh even harder.

Hope you all enjoyed! There's more ridiculous-ness to come!