Okay, so last time, I left you guys at a really bad ending, but here's the next chapter, so…yeah. Thank you so much to all my reviewers. You guys are awesome!!! REVIEW!!! Enjoy

Oh, yeah, also, to mysocalledgothside, she can't run away-Charlie would kill everyone who was important to her. Charlie has no conscience, so the thought doesn't bother him.

Disclaimer- I don't own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does.

Chapter Three

Bella's Point of View

About three seconds after Edward sat down and Mr. Banner started his lecture again, Edward got out a notebook and started writing in it. When he was done writing, Edward pushed the notebook towards me. It read:

Hey, babe, how you doing?

With that, I snorted in anger. How dare he call me 'babe'? I didn't want to be with him, I didn't want to talk to him, I didn't want to do anything with him except be his lab partner. That was the only contact I ever, ever wanted to have with him. I wrote back:

First of all, don't call me babe. Second of all, don't write to me. And lastly, don't try to talk to me ever unless it is a scientific question about whatever lab we are doing.

I shoved the notebook back over to him. When he saw what I had written, his lips turned upwards into a lopsided, annoying, and I hate to say it, a very attractive smirk, and he scribbled back:

Angry, are we?

Shut the hell up. Now.

Aw, come on, don't be like that, princess.

Don't call me princess.

Fine. Don't be like that, sweetie.

Stop calling me names!!!!

They're good names, though.

What's your point? I don't like them, so stop calling me them.

Whatever you say…honey.

WHAT THE HELL, YOU SON OF A BITCH, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!

Oooo, I like them feisty.

Just as I was about to make a smart reply, the bell tolled, and I leaped out of my seat and marched out the door. Even though I was pleading he wouldn't in my head, Edward followed me.

"Dinner with me tonight?" he asked, a cocky grin plastered on his face.

"Really? Are you really asking me that question?" I said incredulously.

"Um….Yes. I am really asking you that question," he replied, looking at me with an innocent expression.

"Well, in that case," I pretended to think about it, "no."

"Come on, babe, please?"

"Don't. Call. Me. Babe," I practically growled. He just laughed.

"So, are you coming or not?"

"NO. I just told you that."

"Great. I'll pick you up at around seven." After he said that, my mind went into panic mode. No one could ever know about Charlie's little secret, or else everyone in my family would get killed. Besides, if my father saw anyone come to our house, with the exception of his weirdo friends Billy and Harry, he would probably track them down while he was drunk and kill them, too.

"NO! You can't! Don't come to my house! Please, please, don't…" I grabbed onto his arm for support, since my knees had suddenly just given out.

Edward grasped my shoulders and led me towards the wall, probably enjoying the physical contact a little more than he should. "All right, babe, come one, let's just go over here…" he held me against the wall. But, after about ten seconds of my labored breathing and me leaning heavily against the wall, his hands started to roam a little. First, they went towards the small of my back, then around, my hips, and finally came to rest on my butt.

His actions snapped me back to the present tense. I pushed him off me and backed away, like someone trying to get away from a tiger without spooking them.

"I'm not kidding. I don't want to be with you. So just leave me alone." With that, I turned my back on him and started to power walk away.

"So, is that a yes, or a no?" he called from behind me.

"EDWARD. JUST. LEAVE. ME. A-LONE!!!" I screeched down the hallway. Many girls turned to look, or in two cases, glare, at my sudden outburst. Then, I tore down the hall, not caring about the weird stares that people were giving me. Now, all I had was music and P.E., and then I would get to go…home. Suddenly, I was almost wishing that I could get detention or something so I didn't have to go to my house right after the final bell rang. Charlie might be angry, though, and if there was one thing I didn't want Charlie to be, it was angry.

I sighed and started walking at a regular pace towards music.

Edward's Point of View

I heard Bella scream to leave her alone and watched her run down the hallway, a slow little smirk unfolding on my face. Then, as I just stood there with a smug smile, Alice just popped up beside me, took in Bella's now walking figure, and asked, "Okay, what did you do this time." It wasn't a question, more of a statement.

I snickered. "Nothing. I just want that Swan chick to go out with me. I mean, look at her! She's the hottest girl in this town, except for Rosalie and you, and Rose is already taken…not that I would date her anyway," I added quickly, because Alice's face was beginning to look horrified for her best friend, "and you're my sister. So, the only logical choice is to go after Bella." I shrugged, as if it seemed obvious.

Alice sighed. "Yes, it might seem logical, if maybe…you didn't currently have three other girlfriends. Honestly, Edward, why can't you just settle down for a little bit with one, like me and Rose?" I rolled my eyes. Rosalie and Alice were all about making sure I had one 'good, steady relationship'.

"Whatever, Alice. Your next period is music, right?"

"Yeah," she answered immediately. "Why?"

"That's Bella's next period, too. I got a look at her schedule. So, can you get to know her, become her friend, maybe convince her to sit at our lunch table tomorrow?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes. "And why would I do that, brother dearest?"

"Because you love me so much and I always do things for you." I smiled sweetly. "Also, I just might let out another entry of your diary onto the internet if you don't…" I added casually. Her face turned bright red, and then she threw her hands up.

"Fine. Whatever, Edward. But you aren't going to hurt Bella like you've done to so many other girls. I mean, I haven't said anything about the other people because they're sluts and they deserve it. But Bella seems really nice, so I don't want you to do anything to her, all right?" she asked. I sighed.

"Sure, sure, whatever, just go talk to her. 'Bye." I turned and began to walk away.

"You owe me," she yelled after me, and I smiled. Yes, I did owe her, and she would make sure that she evened out the debt soon, but it would all be worth it if I could get to know Bella.

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