It's Just A Game

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Chapter 4

BPoV

After the dance last night when I got home, I quickly checked my email. I had to see if there was anything new in my inbox for my page of the school newspaper. I was in charge of the letters column, and the jokes. I also wrote a view articles for the drama club seeing as how Alice was head of the Drama club. Rosalie was part of the schools outreach society, so if they were involved in any drives to help a group I would always publish an article about that as well. Well there was nothing worthwhile in my inbox so I just switched my computer off, and got in bed. I wanted to sleep so that I didn't have to think about the dance.

I couldn't understand what happened. It felt so right in Edwards arm until he pushed me away. Is it because I was crying? Somehow I doubted that. Didn't he wipe my tear away? He was very gentle, almost caring and then this sudden flash of anger came over him and he pushed me away and swiftly made his way out of the hall. I could see him pinching the bridge of his nose as he left. That used to be a sure sign that he was angry so I took it as that. I didn't have time to dwell on it, because as soon as that song was finished Mike was back to claim me. We danced for a little while when Alice came over and said they were leaving. I faked illness because I didn't want to be left alone with Mike. As we walked to the others I could see Edward there. I didn't want to look at him, because I was embarrassed over what happened.

In the car ride on our way home, Emmett and Rose talked (actually it was more like flirted) a lot so luckily I didn't have to be part of that conversation. Once we entered the house I just made my way up to my room and closed the door. A sign to Emmett to leave me alone, which he did. Charlie and Rene were already asleep by the time we got home, so at least I didn't have to face them either. This night was fun, except for the dance with Edward. The dance itself was perfect. I wanted it to never end but unfortunately it did. It felt so right in Edwards arms especially when he kept pulling me tighter and I let my head relax on his chest. He smelt absolutely amazing. Anyways, enough about Edward! Mike really treated me well and was a gentlemen but I didn't feel comfortable around him. Especially not after the dance with Edward. It really just didnt feel right in his arms compared to Edwards. Ok enough now Bella! He is a player and you hate players!!

With that I closed my eyes and I forced myself to sleep. Luckily I couldn't remember my dream when I woke this morning. I quickly checked my email once more before I had to send off the final draft to Tanya the editor of the school newspaper. When I opened my inbox I saw that I had one new message, from a person calling themselves EnigmaticComposer. Doesn't enigma mean mystery? So I opened the message, and I saw it only contained an attachment. I quickly clicked on it and opened it. I waited for my iTunes to open up to hear the clip that this person had sent me. When I heard the opening notes I was shocked to hear that it was a piano composition. I listened to the rest carefully. It was out of this world. I saw that the composition was called, For my Angel. Wow. Whoever wrote this is truly talented. This composition had so much passion and love in it. I suddenly wished that it was meant for me. I immediately decided that I had to send this to Tanya to attach to the Newspaper. Sometimes we distributed CDs with out newspaper, and this was perfect. I just had to write a little article about who composed it and who it is for. So I quickly typed a reply to EnigmaticComposer, because from the time the email was sent I could see it was not too long ago. I hoped he was still online. I played the composition again as I typed the email.

Dear EnigamticComposer,

Thank you for your contribution to the letters and dedications column of the newspaper. Your composition is truly amazing. I'm hoping that it will be distributed with the next issue we publish. But I need a few details about that. I would like to know who you are so that I can add it to the track info and who you composed this for. I'm assuming that you composed and played it. It is really stunning. If you could please send me this info as soon as possible because I need to submit my column to Tanya soon.

Thank You!

Ps, if you want we can even dedicate it to her…

I anxiously drummed my fingers on my desk as I waited for a reply. I decided to get dressed to kill the time. Today I had to go work at the Weekly Times with Jasper. I dressed comfortably, and Alice would probably kill me if she saw my outfit. Just as I finished brushing my hair I heard the ping which indicated I had a new message in my inbox. In my haste to get to the computer I tripped over my shoes from last night. I could feel a bruise forming where I hit my leg against the side of the bed. I slowly got up and carefully made my way to my desk to read the email.

Dear Bella,

Thank you for your compliments about my composition. I would prefer it if you didn't publish my identity. Just say it is from an unknown composer. I've already dedicated the composition to someone. I composed it for my angel just as the name of the composition stated. I'm really glad you like it, I can't tell you how much it means to me.

EnigmaticComposer

As I read the reply I felt slightly disappointed. I actually wanted to know the identity of the composer and I felt this strange urge to want to be his angel. Why I don't know but I just wanted to be his angel. I listened to the composition once more as I typed a reply.

Okay, I will keep your identity a secret but can you at least tell me who you are? Also don't you think you should maybe just say the girls name that it is for, so that she will know that you composed it for her.

This time I brushed my teeth and washed my face as I waited for him to reply. I was really anxious to find out who his angel was. I still wanted it to be me. I also still wondered who composed it. When the ping came I rushed to my desk again. His reply was short and concise.

Bella, I trust fate to get it to her…

So tell me why you like it…

Wow, um how do I reply to that?

Well I like it because you're not afraid to tell this girl how much she means to you. It's just such a passionate and romantic composition. Something in it shows that you admire the girl for more than just her beauty. It shows that she is strong, brave, happy, enchanting, intelligent and her own person. Whoever this girl is, she is very lucky.

His reply to that message was quick

The girl is absolutely perfect in every way. And you summed the girl up perfectly, but you forgot to mention her beauty. Words cannot describe how beautiful she is, not just on the outside. Her deep brown eyes are better to read than any book will ever be. And don't you think it makes it much more romantic if no one knows who I am?

Okay, he was getting a bit personal with the last question. But I still wouldn't mind if I were to be his angel. But so far the only similarity between the me and his angel seemed to be that we both have brown eyes. But I still replied to his message.

I'm not really an expert when it comes to the romance division in life. But I still think you should at least put her name in the title so that she knows it's meant for her. But then again, what do I know? I'm no romantic genius…

His reply was quick.

You sell yourself short Bella. Everyone is good at romance. Don't you believe in true love? Have you never been in love? I think that love is the most amazing thing on earth, it's magical and special. You probably haven't met the right guy yet… and like I said, I trust fate to get it to her.

Okay, now he was really getting too personal. It is none of his business whether I have found the right guy or not. Because the guy I want hates me. My conscience just had to remind me of that little fact. Well whatever. I'm done with him. He must trust fate now to get it to her because I'm not going to bother anymore. Obviously I'll still send it to Tanya but I'm not going to dedicate it to anyone. I quickly added the composition to my email to Tanya and sent it off to her. I hope she is satisfied with it…

Before I left for work, I quickly cut the song onto a CD. I listened to it all the way to work as I drove my blue Mini Cooper Sport to the newspaper office. On a Saturday morning the Weekly times is a blur of activity. Due to the small size of the editorial staff everyone had to rush to get everything done. I love the buzz of the newsroom. I don't have a lot to do there but I wouldn't spend my Saturday in any other way. Especially not shopping like Rose and Alice. Usually I just answer the telephones, and pass along messages. I get the occasional article to write but never anything big. Sometimes I even assist the subeditors to think of suitable headings for the articles.

I was so entranced by the activity in the newsroom I nearly spilt my coffee when I heard someone call my name from behind me.

"What are you smiling about Bella?" I hear Jasper ask from behind me. "Sorry if I gave you a fright." He added looking slightly embarrassed.

I felt myself blushing as I answered, "I just like watching the chaos unfold around me. Don't you think this is just the coolest job ever?"

"I don't know. It's so noisy. Sometimes I wonder how anyone can get anything written in this environment. I like something more ordered and quiet." He replied. Jasper is a computer genius. He helps the subeditor with the layout of the paper. He might only be a high school student but he definitely knows more about the layout program than anyone else here.

"Bella!" I hear someone else call my name. I turn around to see that Mrs Jackson calling me. She is the editor of the newspaper.

"Bella, honey don't you feel like writing a quick article for me?" she asked breathlessly.

"Sure," I replied with a smile, "What about?"

"Bella you're a darling. I wish all my journalists were as willing as you. You and Jasper are really an asset to the paper. I wish you would finish school so that we can employ you permanently here at the newspaper, but both of you are probably planning to go to university. Well at least we can say we knew you when you are the anchorwoman on CNN someday." She finished the compliment before telling me what the article is about. "This is a fax that came through this morning. It is about a music competition for high school students. They can either send in songs they have written or compositions for any instruments. All the contact details are there. I need about 250 words okay honey? Just call me if you need any help." And with that she rushed off again.

Within half an hour I completed the article. I took it over to Jasper just so that he can double check it. He nodded his head in approval before continuing on the layout. I quickly took the article over to Mrs Jackson. As she read the article I could see a smile spread across her face.

"I'm impressed," she replied with a smile, "I think you can go home now honey. Enjoy the rest of your day and I'll see you next week."

While I was busy packing my things away Jasper came up behind me. "Are you going home now?" he asked. I jumped with shock. I didn't expect him to be there.

"Sorry Bella. Looks like it's becoming a habit of mine to give you a fright."

I answered him with a smile, "Yip, I've done enough for the day."

As I finished packing I greeted Jasper and told him I will see him on Monday at school. Just as I start walking away he calls me back.

"Wait Bella! Um Ben and I are going to an anime festival at Menlyn tonight, and I was wondering if maybe you and um… Alice would like to join us. Oh and Rosalie can come too,"

I was shocked. Did Jasper just ask Alice, Rosalie and myself on a date? Well not a date date, but a date. You know what I mean. I try hide my surprise as I answer.

"I'm really sorry Jasper but we've already got plans. Rosalie's parents invited us to the Opera with them. It's some event for charity, and you know how they are about charity events. Maybe another time okay?"

"Sure, we can make it another time." He replies shyly.

Why don't you ask Angela and one of her friends to go with you? Ben and Angela get along really well."

"That's a good idea. Thanks Bella." I give a final wave as I turn to leave.

As I drove home I thought about how weird that was. Alice and Rosalie's comments from yesterday came back to me. Maybe Jasper does like me… but that's just weird because I don't feel the same way about him. I like him as a friend. There couldn't be anything more between us could there?

I decided to phone Rosalie quickly and double check the plans for tonight.

"Heya Rose!" I greeted lightly.

"Hey Bella! Whats up?"

"I just wanna check, we're still on for tonight hey?"

"Yes, unless you've got a date with your dream man."

"Not quite my dream man."

"WHAT!! Do you have a date for tonight?"

"No! Jasper asked us to go to the movies with him and Ben."

"Whose us?"

"Me, You and Alice."

"Okay."

"What's okay Rose?"

"I don't want to say I told you so Bella."

"Then don't!"

"Whatever. Listen come to my house at 16:30 and we'll get ready."

"Ya okay. Listen I gotta go. See you later."

"Bye Bella!"

I can't believe she wanted to say "I told you so."! That is just so evil of her. But then again, it is Rosalie and we all know she is evil…