Approaching Dusk: Revised edition

BPOV

A couple days later

"Come on, come on, come on!! Tell me where it is!" I cried to Edward.

"No!" he laughed softly. "It's a surprise!"

Edward and I were in his special occasion car, the Aston martin, speeding down the highway towards the small airport in Port Angeles to board a plane for our honey moon. The sunset loomed beautifully in the background, creating a picturesque view.

"A hint? Please?" I gave him my best puppy dog stare.

"Awwwww, how could I resist that look?" he said chuckling. "All right, I'll give you one hint. Where we are going is a place where we don't have to hide."

"Ummm, that doesn't really help…" I said uncertainly. The airport was speeding into view already, even though we had left 20 minutes before.

Edward slowed down for the courtesy of the people, but I could tell he was getting impatient.

"Ummm… Edward? The unloading zone was back there…" I said staring through the back window.

"Who said we were flying commercial?" he grinned as a smallish white hangar came into view.

I gaped at him. "A private jet…?"

"Yup, isn't she a beauty?" he said gesturing to a sleek white plane.

I gaped at the plane as Edward exited the car and started unloading my luggage, which was packed by Alice. He grabbed his too, so he was carrying 3 pieces of luggage over to the plane, where a couple people stood waiting for our arrival.

"Sir, let me take your luggage," a young man said, grabbing the luggage and carrying it over to the plane.

"Hi, my name is James McKenzie, and I'm your pilot for this flight," a guy in his late 30's said, shaking our hands. He was pale (what did you expect from Washington?) with freckles over his nose, and blondish-brown hair. He was pretty tall, with a pilot's uniform. "That is the copilot over there." He said pointing over to a tall, skinny woman with brown hair, on her cell phone.

"I'll call you later," she said into her phone. "Hi!" she said brightly, walking over to us. "My name is Emily Smith, but you can call me Emma." She was tan (how does she pull that off?) with brown hair and hazel eyes.

"Nice to meet you," I said to them. Edward and I walked over to the plane and boarded. The plane was as nice on the inside as it was on the outside. There were leather chairs, a glass coffee table off to one side. There were two doors near the back. I walked over to one of them and opened it, revealing a bathroom. I shut the door and opened the other one, which showed a bedroom. The bed was almost exactly like the one in Edwards's room, except for it being bolted to the floor. The floor was the same carpet from his room, too. A small ledge which held a collection of CDs completed the look.

"Wooooowww… Edward, niiice," I said.

"Could all passengers please return to their seats, we are ready for takeoff," a flight attendant walked in and sat near the cockpit as she was speaking. Edward and I sat down on the seats and buckled up.

The plane took off smoothly.

"You are now free to move about the cabin," the pilot said over the intercom as the fasten seatbelt sign turned off.

"Are you going to tell me where we are going now?" I asked hopefully.

"Uh-uh. It has to be a huge surprise." He grinned.

"Aww, come on!! Please??" I whined.

"It'll be a long flight, so go to sleep, please," Edward sighed.

"Ah, so it's somewhere far!" I exclaimed.

Edward sighed again. "Go to sleep, Bella."

"Hmph." I got up and walked into the bedroom. I turned the light on. The intricately carved flowers cast shadows on the walls, stirring when the plane moved. I walked around the side and pulled down the covers revealing pale gold sheets. I went to the small closet and changed into my pajamas, then grabbed my iPod and turned it on. I stuck the earbuds into my ears and turned to my favorite Fall Out Boy song. I lay down on the bed and let the music envelop me.

I wrote a goodbye note
In lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits

Best friends
Ex-friends 'til the end
Better off as lovers
And not other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars

You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?

This city says
Come hell or high water
When I'm feeling hot and wet
I can't commit to a thing
Be it heart or hospital

Best friends
Ex-friends 'til the end
Better off as lovers
And not other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars

You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?

The tombstones were waiting
They were half engraved
They knew it was over
Just didn't know the date

And I cast a spell over the west
To make you think of me
The same way I think of you
This is a love song
In my own way
Happily ever after
Below the waist

Best friends
Ex-friends 'til the end
Better off as lovers
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars

You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong.
Are we all wrong?

Best friends
Ex-friends 'til the end
Better off as lo…

All I remembered before I fell asleep was Edward taking the earbuds out of my ears and slipping into the bed beside me…

Omg, I am soooo sorry for not updating sooner, I was in camps until now. Btw, the name of the song is Bang the Doldrums by Fall Out Boy and it is my most favorite song eva!!

-royalwampires01