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30 Things To Do Before 10th August.
Bella POV.

I rolled over in my bed, smiling as I remember the day before. I smile at the memories of Edward kissing me, as his fingers stroked greedily at my waist, and I felt a spark, like an electrical current flowing all around my waist where he touched me through the fabric.
I grabbed my copy of his list that I had made off my side-table. Rubbing my eyes, I scanned up the page... to Number 2. Two words.

The Killer.


What? What? Was he serious? Did he not realise what he was doing? That this 'Killer' was one of the most scariest roller coasters in the US?! I grabbed my blackberry from my desk and tapped in his number.
"Hello darling." He sounded tired, and as if he was smiling.
"Hi! Umm, are you serious? The Killer?" My voice shook as I mentioned it's name. Of course, I would do anything for Edward. However, he had to know about my absolute deathly fear of roller coasters.
"Of course I'm serious. I love roller coasters. I'll be around to pick you up soon, okay? Oh, and my brother and sister wanted to come with their other halves too... You'll like them, I'm sure. I'll be there in no time at all. Bye!" I hung up.
Crap, what to wear!? I leapt out of bed to my closet, raking through my clothes. Ugh! No, no, no, no, no, no! Absolutely zilch! And then I found it. The dress that my dad bought me, the dress I had never worn. The dress that would look perfect with the leggings I had in my underwear drawer..
"Perfect!" I shrieked, and yanked it on. The dress was a little black top, looking like it had been tucked into a dress that made me have curves in places that I just don't have. I slipped on some black ballet flats, raked some mousse through my hair, taming it slightly, and left my face plain and simple. Any guy who thought a girl needed make up was just an idiot.
A car beeped its horn just as I was grabbing my purse and cell phone.
I almost skipped out the door, nearly forgetting to lock it. Mom was at work, and she had no idea what I was getting up to these days. Easy.

The door swung open without me touching the handle, and I climbed into the passenger seat with ease.
I immediately noticed that there was more than one person present in the car, and said, "Hi." I smiled gently, didn't want to freak the stunning strangers out just yet.
"HEY!" I heard a small little shriek come from behind me; I turned in my seat to see a small girl, about my age, with black, spiky hair grinning with her hands in her lap, as if trying to contain her excitement. "I'm Alice."
"Hey. I'm Bella." A very tall blonde curly haired guy next to her smiled.
"Oh we know." Edward, who I was suddenly all too aware of, turned and smacked him on the head, turned, and started up the shiny Volvo. "Ahemm.. I'm Jasper." The blonde boy grinned. He gestured with his thumb behind him, and sure enough, the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life was behind him. She was blonde, like him, and had a stunning figure. "That's Rosalie. And the doof next to her is Emmett." He laughed at his own joke, as if it was the funniest thing in the world.
"Not a doof actually. I prefer... tramp, or idiot. That'd do." The big, burly guy replied quickly. They continued arguing like this the whole ride there.
Soon enough, we were at the theme park, every single person scanned the rides for 'The Killer.' Honestly, I don't see why we had to go on that one first, but everyone else seemed to be up for it.
"Help." I whimpered, as we joined the end of the line. Edward noticed my fear, and slipped his arm around my waist, pushing me up against the railings that separated the queue. He placed his lips to my collar bone, and my heart immediately took off into a flat out sprint.
"Better?" He murmured against my shoulder.
"No." I gasped breathlessly, and he moved to just under my jawbone.
"Better now?" His tongue flashed out and licked a small part of the bone.
"How about now?" He whispered teasingly.
"No, we could die." He whipped his head up, and pressed his lips to mine, oblivious to everyone else in the queue. People were tapping us on the shoulders in no time, telling us to move up.
"Sorry!" I whimpered.
Too soon, we were next. I took my seat next to Alice, who would probably be leaping about in her seat if it wasn't for the bars keeping her down. I heard a big pshshhshhh! And we rounded the first corner, and started going up.

5 Minutes Later.

"The Killer?! More like the hair fucking wrecker!" Rosalie hissed as we stepped off the ride. A few of the ride's handymen looked her up and down, but immediately turned back to the ride when someone vomited. And it wasn't me!
"How about you, Bella? What did you think of the almighty Killer?"Jasper asked.
"Pff. Bring it on, it was nothing." I laughed. Edward snorted. "You disagree?" I said, raising an eyebrow, and putting one hand on my hip.
"I'm simply snorting at the fact that you liked it after you swore to kill me exactly 7 times before we had even got to the first drop, love. And I'm glad you liked it." He kissed my cheek, and I blushed.
"Well I didn't know what it was like, did I?" I pondered, spotting the next ride I wanted to go on. 'The Love Cab.'
"That oneee!" I squealed. The guys groaned, and the girls giggled. All too soon, we were pulling our seatbelts over waists, all the girls next to their guys, laughing at the attendant who stared a bit too long at Alice, and was all too happy to put her seatbelt on for her. He had glasses, oversized teeth, and needed an extreme makeover, he immediately refused when Rosalie offered him one.

The ride began, and all it was, was smushy couples looking at all the soppy romantic manikins, kissing. I rolled my eyes at the two couples behind me and Edward, (Rose and Emmett, Alice and Jasper) and turned back to see Edward fidgeting in his chair. I knew what he wanted, but to be honest, all this stuff was just a huge turn off. After getting off the ride, we waved goodbye to the, erm, beautiful ride attendant, and resorted to the thrill rides from then on. It was an amazing day, and I couldn't wait to see what was next on the list.

Later on in my room alone, I reached into my jacket pocket, and pulled out the list.

Number 3 – Drunken Night in Vegas.

I squealed, and laughed at my enthusiasm. Edward really knew how to have fun.

Was that okay? I'm really sorry about the huge gap between chapter updates, but I've got all my schoolwork to do, too. And I've been having some really stupid things happening at the moment between my family, so. :)

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