A/N: All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer

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Chapter 4

BPOV

I couldn't even begin to comprehend what had just happened this morning before I saw Jessica Stanley begging to speak to me with her eyes. Jessica was one of the hundreds of girls at school that liked Edward Cullen. However, the difference between Jessica and me was that she let everyone know her feelings toward him.

She must have seen me get out of his car.

I let out a defeated sigh. There was no way I'd get out of this conversation.

I glanced once more at the parking lot. Edward had just stepped out of his car and was walking toward the same spot Jessica was standing and I was heading. I picked up my pace. There was no way I wanted to chance the possibility of us running into each other.

Once I reached Jessica I made sure to stand so that my back would be facing Edward as he passed.

Jessica was silent for a moment staring behind me with a large grin on her face. I could only imagine that Edward was behind us. I watched as her eyes shifted to the left.

Realizing that he must have already passed, I quickly turned my head to where Jessica was looking.

Edward and Rosalie where walking hand in hand toward the entrance of the school a few feet in front of us.

Ugh, Rosalie.

I don't know why, but I couldn't take my eyes off of them.

Well, mainly Edward.

Then, all of the sudden, Edward shifted his head toward us without even loosening his grip on Rosalie's hand. His eyes quickly locked with mine.

Shoot.

I had just been caught staring at him. I turned my gaze toward the parking lot hoping my face wasn't bright red as earlier.

When I thought the coast was clear, again, I snuck one last peek. They had just reached the front doors. Edward smoothly let go of Rosalie's hand as he opened the door for her. She quickly walked in and he followed.

Wow, besides being beautiful, he's a gentleman too.

Why does the world hate me?!

Before I could come up with some clever answer Jessica interrupted my thoughts. "Oh my gosh, what was it like?"

I figured she was asking about the car ride to school this morning. But decided it was better to answer her questions with more questions. It would take up more time and I wouldn't have to go into detail or lie.

Jessica has no idea I have a crush on Edward Cullen and I intend to keep it that way.

"What, what was like?" I asked her.

Her face looked a little confused as she clarified. "You know the ride with Cullen?"

I was about to answer with a simple response like okay but she cut me off before I could. "Wait! Why were you with Cullen in the first place?"

I let out a little smile; that was a question I could actually answer truthfully. I opened my mouth to explain to her about my mom's new job at the hospital but she cut me off again. "What did he smell like?"

What kind of question was that?

Only Jessica would ask such a ridiculous thing. But she didn't continue or try to cut me off so I had to answer this one.

I thought about it for a moment. I really didn't remember Edward smelling like anything in particular. I shrugged. "Like Edward?" I told her, which sounded more like a question then an actual answer.

She rolled her eyes at me a little annoyed. "Well, I bet Edward smells so good."

"I guess, if you like the non-showering type." I laughed remembering how his hair looked this morning.

I know I do.

Jessica's smile widened. "Edward doesn't need to shower, he's perfectly perfect."

Half true.

"Only if he wasn't with Rosalie." I blurted out. I didn't even mean to say it. I didn't want to raise any suspicions of my crush.

Of course, Jessica nodded her head franticly. "Oh, I know, right?" She paused then continued. "Like, you need to be a bitch or something to date Cullen."

I grimaced at the thought but added, "Or blonde."

Jessica laughed again. "A bitchy blonde. I better dye my hair then!"

"Right," I shrugged off while thinking about how ridiculous Jessica would look as a blonde.

Just then Mike Newton came up from behind us draping his arms around both our shoulders.

Gross.

I quickly removed his arm from around me. He looked a little disappointed in my reaction but I didn't care. I was not in the mood for Mike's flirting this morning.

"What are you ladies talking about?" He asked us while looking at me.

I didn't want to say anything. And I knew I wouldn't have to. Jessica answered. "Cullen." She simply said.

Mike made a disgusted face. "You know there are more guys here then just Edward Cullen!"

I giggled. There may be more guys here but there is only one Edward Cullen.

"Oh yeah I know. " Jessica responded.

Huh?

Who else did Jessica like?

Mike smirked. I think he thought she would say him but of course she didn't. "Jasper's pretty hot too!"

I laughed.

Poor Mike.

Not.

Jasper was okay, I guess, better than Mike, but nothing compared to Edward.

Just then the first bell rang. That was our queue to start walking toward the school. We only had a few minutes before first period would start. I reached my English class first and quickly said goodbye to Jessica and Mike before heading in.

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Thankfully none of my friends were in my English class. It gave me about an hour to try and make sense of the events from this morning.

My mind drifted to when I was in my bedroom getting ready for school.

I knew Edward was supposed to pick me up at 7:30 this morning. I hadn't overslept or anything. Actually, I had gotten up extra early. Usually I take showers at night before I go to bed but I couldn't knowing the first person I'd see today was Edward. So, I took a shower in the morning. Then I couldn't leave my hair wet, even though it was slightly raining, so I had to blow dry it.

I had completely lost track of time. I guess I should have taken my mom up on that offer for a clock. Oh well.

After drying my hair I had to figure out what I was going to wear to school. Jeans were a given. The shirt on the other hand was a problem. I wanted something nice other than my usual sweatshirt. I tried on almost everything in my closest before heading to my dresser. When I reached it I started throwing out everything. That's when I heard a noise.

I quickly turned around and saw Edward in my room staring at me wide eyed. At first I had completely forgotten about the fact that I was topless, well with only a bra on, until I saw his gaze slide downward.

Saying I was horrified was an understatement. I wanted to die. He was used to Rosalie, surely I was plain looking.

After a few word exchanges he thankfully ran out of my room leaving me still in shock. I quickly grabbed the first shirt I could find and threw on a sweatshirt over it.

So much for going out of my way to look extra nice today.

He didn't say anything on the way to Rosalie's house. Thank gosh. I had nothing to say to him and was still pretty embarrassed.

Rosalie hopped in the car and grabbed Edward for a kiss. I wanted to die again.

Jealousy was another understatement for the day.

I stared, wishing it was me he was kissing like that. But then something weird happened. Edward opened his eyes and looked at me. I don't know why he did it but he did. He then closed them, probably out of disgust at my face or something, and moaned in her mouth. Again I wanted to die. His moan sounded so perfect.

Perfectly Edward.

Then we were off to school. Edward drove way too fast. I think it was because he wanted me out of the car but I don't know. Rosalie said a few rude remarks. I tried not to think too much into them knowing she is nothing to me but it still hurt. It hurt not because she was saying them but because Edward was agreeing.

I hopped out of the car before he even parked because they wanted me out.

Now all I can think about is biology class. Edward is my lab partner. And no, he didn't pick me. Mr. Banner had selected partners at the beginning of the year. Edward never even spoke to me in class unless it had to do with a lab. I decided I was only going to speak to him if he said something to me first. Which I was kind of hoping he would but at the same time not. I highly doubt he would speak to me though. I'm not his type of girl or even friend especially after this morning.

I'm not a bitchy blonde.

I snorted to myself with the realization I would never get Edward. I'm not a bitch and I'm definitely not a blonde.

Huh.

But I could be a bitch if I wanted to. I mean if he likes that type of girl. But I would never dye my hair blonde because that would just look awful. But I could try to be a bitch to him. I mean, that is if he actually talks to me.

Wow, that sounds really pathetic.

But I'm desperate and it might be my Only Hope.

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After lunch I made my way to the biology classroom. I was hoping beyond anything that Edward had not made it there yet. When I got into the room I quickly glanced at our table. Of course he was already sitting there. To make matters worse he was looking at me. I looked down as I walked over to my stool and took my seat.

Slowly I glanced up toward the chalkboard. There was only one minute left until the class started.

Good.

There was not enough time for an awkward conversation.

I heard a loud sigh coming from his side of the table. "I'm sorry." He whispered.

I didn't even know if he was talking to me because he was so quiet. I turned my head to face him. He was looking at me. Obviously it was meant for me.

He was sorry.

I thought about it for a second. Was he sorry for walking in my room? Or was it because of Rosalie? Maybe it was both? I don't know.

I wanted to say it's okay or don't worry about it but I couldn't. I told myself in English class that I was going to be a bitch to him so that's what I intended to do.

"Whatever" I said while rolling my eyes at him. Then I looked the other way.

I fought with myself not to look back at him. He deserved this. But then again he was actually talking to me. But he definitely deserved this more.

I heard another frustrated sigh coming from him. "I really am sorry."

He emphasized the really.

It was killing me now, not being able to say anything to him. But I had to remind myself not to give into him so easily. I didn't even turn around to look at him. "I said whatever."

Another sigh came from him. I sighed back in response.

"Bella, I didn't mean…" He started to say but was interrupted by Mr. Banner who started the lecture.

I quickly covered my mouth with my hands. He said my name. And the way he said my name made me smile.

Pathetic, I know.

But the way he said it was perfectly Edward.

Edward didn't try to say anything to me for the remainder of the class which was fine with me. Once the bell rang I practically ran out of the room and headed to my last class. Gym.

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I walked into the locker room and opened my locker. My uniform was not there. I must have forgotten it this morning with all the crazy stuff going on. I asked the teacher for one of the rentals and got changed. It was way too big.

When I was done getting dressed I walked out to the gym. Again, I had no friends in this class. I stood there looking around waiting for class to start.

We were playing baseball today.

Great, I suck.

Worse than that, the gym teacher had picked captains to choose the teams. Jasper and Ben. I would surely be chosen last.

Jasper got first pick, "Bella."

WHAT?!

I gaped at him. Was he serious? I didn't move.

"Bella!" He yelled this time.

Realizing he must not be joking I made my way over to him. He smiled at me. Edward must have told him what happened. I then looked out at the people still waiting to be picked. Everyone was staring at me probably just as confused as I was. Then I saw Alice's face. She looked upset. I felt bad. They were best friends and I couldn't understand why he would pick me instead of her.

We were in the outfield first. Jasper told me to stay in left field. He was in center. I was praying no one would hit a ball anywhere near me. If they did I would make a fool of myself and Jasper would be sure to tell Edward about it.

Just then Emmett hit one right in my direction. I tried to catch the ball, I really did. But I fell backwards. Jasper ran and retrieved it and threw it to the second baseman.

I was still lying on my back too embarrassed to get up. Jasper walked over to me and put out his hand. I grimaced at the thought of Edward learning about this. But I grabbed it anyway.

When I was back on both feet I noticed my shirt sleeve was almost completely off.

Stupid too big gym rental uniforms!

Jasper smiled.

What's with me and my bra showing today?!

"I wonder what the rest of that bra looks like on you." Jasper quickly said as he smiled at me.

Oh my gosh!

I didn't even know what to say. So I said the only thing I could think of. "Ask Edward."

I expected him to laugh or make a joke because I thought Edward would have already told him what happened this morning. But I must have been wrong.

Jasper's mouth fell open and he gaped at me.

Shit.

I stared back at him.

After what seemed to be hours he walked back to center field. He didn't say anything else to me and I didn't say anything else to him.

Once class was finally over I went back into the locker room to change. I was never going to forget my gym uniform again!

The bell rang.

I knew Edward would be waiting for me by his car so I took a few extra minutes making sure my hair was decent. Once I thought it was acceptable I walked out of the locker room.

I quickly looked up. Across the hall I saw Jasper and Edward talking. Jasper looked pissed. Edward looked even more pissed. The only thing I could think of was it had something to do with what I had said in gym class.

Just then Edward noticed me standing there. He narrowed his eyes at me and started shooting daggers in my direction.

If looks could kill I'd definitely be dead right now.