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#3, Bonding
Bella's POV
"Hey, Bella?" Emmett yelled through my bedroom door, "We're going to play ball tomorrow night, Wanna come?"
"Am I supposed to know what that means?" I asked jokingly, as I walked out of the room, to see Edward and Emmett at the top of the staircase, waiting for an answer.
"Our family is going to play baseball tomorrow night, in a clearing not too far from the house," Edward explained politely, "Do you want to come?"
"Sure," I mean baseball didn't sound so hard now that I wasn't clumsy, "Wait, vampires play baseball?"
"It's the American pastime, I mean who doesn't" Edward answered, laughing. If I were human, I would have blushed.
"Hey Alice," Emmett yelled down the stairs, "You sure there's a thunderstorm tomorrow?"
"Yep," Alice's high pitched voice called enthusiastically from down stairs.
"Thunderstorm?" I didn't understand.
"You'll see" Edward promised me before they left for their hunting trip with Carlisle.
I walked at a human pace to my room and shut the door before sitting on my giant jade-green bed. I know I don't sleep, but it was Alice's idea. Her and Esme kicked me out of the house for a whole day, just to decorate a gigantic room I didn't need. I had complained, but Esme had told me she had fun and not to worry about it. They wanted me to stay here and live with them, but my revenge needed to be planned, soon. Of course they had no idea I was plotting revenge, and I couldn't tell them, either, surly they would try to stop me.
In the last couple days, Emmett has become like a big brother to me, joking around, pulling pranks on Jasper. You know, the usual big brother stuff. Rosalie wasn't too happy about that, though. She still hated me for some unexplainable reason.
Alice was like an over-energetic fashion pixie, who chose me as her over-sized Barbie doll. Sometimes it was fun, sometimes it was annoying and sometimes it was just plain scary. Alice was nice and generous when you got passed the excitement.
I know I've only been here a week, but everybody was already treating me like I've been here my whole life. Except Edward. Whenever we were in the same room, he would look at me with a longing desire. But we only saw each other on the rare occasion of a family meeting or hunting trip. It was weird. Every time I was near him I felt the same way. At first I thought my mind was playing tricks on me to give me what I want, but then I realised, what if he really does want me the same way I want him? No, that's impossible. He could never love someone like me. I'm way out of his league. Trust me.
Suddenly there was loud knock on my door and Edward walked in. I didn't realise how long I had been sitting here thinking. Apparently a while.
"Hey," he called breaking me from my trance, "What are you thinking about?" Didn't he already know? Revenge. But I wasn't going to tell him that, no matter how hard it was to lie in front of him.
"My human life," I lied.
He seemed oblivious to my lie. Odd.
"hmm..." He seemed deep in thought.
"Edward?" I said, trying to snap him out of it, "Hey?" I called a little louder.
"What?" He sounded confused and disoriented
"Why did you ask what I was thinking?" I asked, clearly confused.
"Because I wanted to know?" He explained, even more confused than he was before.
"Well, can't you just read my mind and know?" I asked annoyed.
Suddenly he burst out laughing, scaring me and making me angrier.
"What?" I asked, a little self-conscious and offended.
"Nothing...it's just...," He hesitated, "I-I can't read your mind" He seemed embarrassed to admit it, for some odd reason. I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad. I would be very embarrassed to have him know what I was thinking about, before he came in.
"Really!?" I asked, a little over excited.
"Ya," He said sarcastically, as he stood up and headed for the door.
"Wait, I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way." I apologized.
"What way?" was his amazing response. Can't he see I'm trying to apologize? That just made me even angrier.
"Whatever way you took it as!" I yelled at him.
"Well then, you're forgiven for the way I took it as, if that's the way you thought I took it as!" He yelled back.
What the heck did he just say?
"huh?"
"What do you mean?" He asked confused. Why would he be confused? Nobody could have understood what he just said and he's confused when I ask what it meant?
"Duh, do you think anybody could have understood what you just said?" I replied bitterly.
"Well I did, so what do you care what I think about?" He asked in the same harsh tone.
"Uh, because you care what I think about!?" I yelled clearly angry.
"How do you know I care what you think about?" He asked, accusingly.
"What do you mean?" I asked clearly confused again, "You just asked me what I was thinking about?"
"When?" he asked confidently.
"Do you have short-term memory loss or something?" I commented.
He was silent.
"Edward?"I asked him quietly, "Edward?" I asked a little louder. He still didn't respond. "Are you okay?"
"Ya... I'm fine," He said while shaking his head, "I gotta go talk to Jasper."
"Oh, okay?" I sadly, "I guess if you gotta go, you gotta go."
"Ya" He seemed sad too, "Bye."
"Bye," I said reluctantly as he left the room.
I know this chapter is kinda boring, but I think it's kinda important. You know the whole stubborn Edward and Bella bonding thing.