BPOV

What have I done? I thought to myself as I let myself into the house that afternoon. I had NOT invited someone over to MY house. Someone I didn't know. Someone who was nothing to me but a stupid dare (regardless of the gorgeous factor). I had not done that, because that would have been stupid and irresponsible and I was not either of those things!

Ohmygod. I was in denial.

And what had I said he was to expect? Some show? I would have to bluff my way out of that one. Ugh. What a mess. I headed upstairs, desperately wishing that I had a fairy godmother to zap me up a miniskirt. So, what to wear, what to wear...

Oh no.

I was going to have to do something that no girl does unless she was in her most desperate hour of need.

I was going to call my mother for fashion advice.

Gulp.

I took a deep breath and picked up my phone.

"Hi. Mum?"

"Bella! Sweetie! How are you?"

"Dandy. Mum, what would you suggest to wear if I...someone...was going to like, go on a...a date...?"

"Ooooo! Bella! Your first date? And you're asking me for advice? Honey I'm honoured, I only wish..." I let her ramble for a few minutes.

"Yeah, yeah mum. Um, well, what do you think I should wear?" I gave up on the hypothetical thing." Any suggestions? I'm desperate." That's why I'm calling you.

"Well, sweetie, you can never go wrong with pink and..." I slammed the phone down. Stupid, unreliable mother....

I headed back upstairs, flopped down on my bed and buried my head in my pillow. I had nothing to wear, tones of homework and some pale guy about to turn up on my doorstep in a few hours! I really...

The next thing I heard was my doorbell ringing and rain pelting against my window. I sat up groggily. "Coming." I shouted practically crawling down the stairs. I threw open the door, ready to give the doorbell ringer a good piece of my mind. It was Edward. He grinned when he saw me.

"Hi, Bella...." he trailed off when he took a second look at me, smile fading, and then it reappeared again, "Wow. Your hair looks nice. Let me guess, simply EVERYBODY is wearing the 'haystack'?" he snickered.

I glared at him.

"So, are you going to invite me in or is your show a rain dance?" he inclined his head in the direction of the bucketing rain.

"Yeah. Uh, come in." I grinned back at him as he walked in.

"Are you thirsty? Can I get you anything?

"No. I'm not thirsty today." He muttered something under his breath that sounded like "Lucky for you." I didn't understand. Did he think we were short on drinks or something? But I didn't have time to dwell on it for too long because then he turned to me. "So, Do I get to see the show now?" He had such a mischievous smile I had to laugh.

"Actually," I pretended to look very ashamed, staring at the floor, "I have a confession to make..."

EPOV

I was fully anticipating Bella's "confession". Of course I had known from the start that Bella wouldn't actually have a show prepared, It was going to be hilarious to see what insane excuse she would feed me. Would she claim she had a broken ankle? The flu? I couldn't wait to find out. This was actually turning out to be fun. I was going to learn a bit about human behaviour in the ten days I spent with one. In some ways, Bella was even like the many frogs I had studied in Biology over the years. Without the dissecting part at the end, of course. Well....maybe the dissecting part. You never know.

"I never really had a show." She blurted out, looking at her shoes, "It was a lie, just to impress you." She looked up, smirking. I was astonished. She told the truth. And she didn't seem ashamed. In fact, she was making a joke out of it. A human with a sense of humour. That was a first.

I played along, allowing my mouth to drop open. "What?" I cried, "The only reason I came over was to see a show!" plopped down onto the couch. "Now give me a show, huma....I mean, girl!"

"Ummm..." she looked genuinely worried now, twiddling her thumbs. "What sort of show?"

"A show." I grinned.

"Well..." the twiddling got faster. "I..I can do a handstand..Sort of...well...a half of one..."

This was going to be amusing. I could tell. "Go ahead." I made a show of making myself comfortable.

"Oh. Ok." She bent down, put her hands out in front of her, got some weight down them, lifted her legs off the ground and....fell flat on her face.

Wow. Uncoordinated much?

"B-b-Bella," I spluttered. "Are you ok? Pffff!" I put both hands over my mouth to stifle my laughter.

"I'm fine. Thanks for the heartfelt concern for my well-being." She muttered, attempting to stand and failing miserably, landing on her backside.

"Aha! Ha ha!"

It suddenly occurred to me that I wasn't being very gentlemanly. I managed to compose myself, stood up and walked over to where Bella was standing; her legs and arms were crossed like she was five years old with a pout on her face. She looked so comical, it almost set me off again, but I kept myself under control. I held my hand out.

She studied my face for a long moment and took my hand. I heaved her up off of the ground, waiting till her feet were firmly planted on the ground before daring to let go.

She looked into my eyes for and immeasurable period of time and then.....my phone started to vibrate. I dug my hand into my pocket hitting a couple of buttons as I dug it out.

"Yes, Emmett?"

"Eddie!!! Come home can ya? I'm thirsty and I want to drink me some grizzly bear blooood!"

Bella's eyes were suddenly filled with horror.

It took me a moment to realise my cell, was on speakerphone.