Chapter 4.

With Jake and Quil going to Forks High, I wasn't spending all my time with the Cullens. It was fun to hang out with those two; we're always up to something. Which, Emmett usually helps out with. Emmett is just awesome. He's a complete teddy bear. He's like a brother to me, literally. I am now, officially, a Cullen. The state couldn't find any of my relatives, and I wanted to stay here and finish school, so, since I was already living with them, the Cullens just made it official. And in officially being a part of the family, Alice and Rosalie were fully unleashed on me. Everyday, since I do live there, I was subjected to Bella Barbie time. I do like dressing up and wearing make up, its just, with Alice and Rosalie, they go a little overboard.

Okay, A lot overboard. Everyday, they spend at least an hour on getting me ready, but that is including my showers, and I like to take my time. So after torturing Rose and Ali a little, they torture me, its like a little unspoken deal we have. Even though I hate the process of Bella Barbie, I love the results; I still like getting myself ready, though. A funny thing is watching they guys react to us when we all get out of the car at the same time. Since Forks is rain capital of the planet, I was always in jeans and a jacket; I absolutely cannot stand longsleeved shirts. The funniest thing though, to me, is watching Jasper and Emmett react to the guys reactions to Alice and Rose. Their eyes get all dark, you can see how heavy their breathing is, and their fists are always clenched so tight you can see the tendons sticking out.

The girls find it endearing that their guys care for them so much, but I find it hilarious, and slightly irritating. I'm a woman who can take care of myself, and I have a feeling Alice and Rose are to, so it kind of bugs me that the guys think they need to defend the girls. But, at the same time, its nice to know your man is there for you, huh? It doesn't really matter how the love is shown, between those couples, you can just see it. A light touch, a small look, a whispered joke. And just in their eyes. Especially with Alice, whenever she looks at Jasper, her eyes just spill love and adoration. Although, when she just couldn't handle it, she would occasionally jump into his arms and attack his lips.

Although a little inappropriate, it was still hilarious to watch. Rosalie never threw herself into Emmetts arms, but they did make out at least three times a day. With them, it should've been rated X. I remember the first time I walked in on them, it was not fun.

I was walking up the staircase with my head in a book, not literally, but I didn't notice anything around me at all. I got to the top and turned left down to the end of the hallway. My room was right next to the laundry room, but I didn't mind, I never could hear the washer or drier at night. I heard some light banging and figured it was just the dryer wobbling a little. I got to my room, marked my place in my book, and grabbed my laundry basket. I carried it with one hand, locking it against my hip.

I leaned on the door, and banged it open, this damn laundry basket was heavy, I turned around and dropped the laundry basked with a loud thud, but they didn't notice, just like they didn't notice the door opening. Rosalie had he foot resting on the dryer door, and her back was arched over the top, her hair spilling down behind her. Emmetts hands were on her back, and one was creeping toward her hair, while Rosailes were under his shirt on his chest. Let me just say this was a sight for people at least sixteen years old. And not something anyone would want to walk into.

I stood there, wondering if I should clear my throat and let them notice me, or just walk away and pretend I never saw that. After I thought about it, the answer was obvious. Knowing Emmett, he would always tease me, even though I was the one who walked in on him making out with his girlfriend. I dropped the basket and turned right around and walked out. Not bothering to shut the door behind me. Maybe Edward or Alice would find them. With that thought, I walked downstairs, laughing.

It was… disturbing, to say the least, to find the two of them like that. I was worried Rose would break her back, she was bent so far back. Thinking of the memory, I shuddered. Like I said before, I'm usually good at blocking memories I don't like, but this one was very recent so I wasn't able to block it yet. And it didn't really help that the scene kept replaying in my head: over and over again. It was like a broken record, except it was a video instead of music. Ironically enough, I was on my way back to my room getting my laundry basket to do my own laundry. Esme offered to do it, but it was my laundry, and even though they adopted me into their family, I wasn't going to let her do my laundry, it wasn't her job. I had been spacing while I thought, and so I didn't notice when Edward came out of his room and began walking down the hallway.

Evidently, he didn't notice me either, because we both smacked into each other. And man was his chest hard. When I hit his chest, my head snapped back, and I landed on my ass on the floor.

"Oww…" I moaned. That really hurt. Instead of getting up, I just laid back on the floor, I now had a pounding headache. Great. I lay back and stare at the ceiling, sighing. I was tracing random patterns when Edwards head poked into my line of vision. His eyes were curious, but he had the tiniest smile on his lips. "Bella, what are you doing still on the ground?" He said.

"My head is pounding from hitting you, so I didn't wanna get up. That would just make me dizzy. And damn, what do you do? Your chest is like rock hard." I said. He actually chuckled this time.

"Should I take that as a compliment?" I could still hear the laughter in his voice. It made me smile. And he saw that smile, which in turn, made his grow bigger; into a full blown grin. "Here." He said, and extended his hand out toward me. I looked at it, sighed, and grabbed it. Again, he shocked me with how strong he is. He almost propelled me toward him. I let out a little sqeak of surprise, and he laughed. Loud and short. I chuckled a little myself, and shook my head at my own reaction. I often have problems with impulse control.

" Yes," I say, " You should take that as a compliment." And with that, I walked away. I got to my room, and instead of getting the laundry basket like I was supposed to, I just fell face down on my bed, sighed, and didn't move. I didn't get it. The first two weeks I was here, Edward acted like I some kind of plague. He never spoke to me, and when he did, it was when he had to. Now, hes talking to me like we're best friends. He was weird. But then again, all guys are right?

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ok, I am sooo sorry, that I havent updated. But ive had slight writers block and ive been swamped with homeworr. FYI that's gonna happen a lot, im at a college prep high school. :/ and I know the chapters are short, but again, im having slight writers block. Sorry.. And even though I said before that im not gonna stop writing jst because I don't get reviews, but they really do help. Alott. So, review please?? hahah