A/N: ANOTHER CHAPTER! This focuses on when Bella goes to Port Angeles with Angel and Jenna. Also Edwardo, your favorite creepy vampire, is in it. :) Also, THANKS SO MUCH TO PEOPLE WHO REVIEWED. I worship you. Really. :D

"Want to go shopping?" Jenna and Angel asked me. Shopping?! God, these people were shallow, needing a new dress for the spring dance!

Then again, I DID need a new full-body cast.

"Mike asked me to go with him to the dance," Jenna kept saying on the drive over, "he didn't ask you, Bella. That's right, he asked me. Jenna. ME!" I wasn't entirely sure what she was saying though, because I usually tuned her out. I'm such a great friend.

I mean, I would totally never ditch my friends for my boyfriend.

I was beginning to get claustrophobic in the tiny dressing room, so I decided to head out of there. Besides, Jenna and Angel were boring me. They were only mere humans.

"Hey, guys, I'm going to the bookstore. Just think of all the supernatural romances I have to compete with!"

As I was heading to the bookstore, a group of guys came out of the shadows. I shuddered, walking faster.

"HEY! YOU!" they kept calling, but I just sped up. Suddenly, Edwardo came zooming in- MY HERO!

He shook them on the shoulders forcefully until they ran off, shooting him a strange look.

"You don't want to know what they were thinking, Bella- it was horrible. They were going to ask you if you like Vampire Diaries!" Edwardo shuddered. I gasped; it was worse than what I had thought!

Wait… what they were thinking?


Once we got to the restaurant, I asked if he could read minds.

"Isn't that basically what I just said?" Edwardo pointed out.

"Can you read mine?" I asked.

"Nope, just your face, which is very telling. For example, whenever you tell a lie, you smile. You do the same when you're happy. And then when you're upset, you- eh, just kidding, you have no emotions."

Dang it! There had to be something wrong with me! I mean, sure, Edwardo was talking like a crazy person would have, but my brain must be defective or something!

"I'm assuming I can't read your mind because you have no brain. Honestly, it would make sense," Edwardo said, "and by the way, you moaned my name last night. Wonder what you were dreamin-"

"Wait, how'd you know I did…" I said, waiting.

"Uh… vampy sense? Not by creeping in your room, or anything."

"Oh, cool."

A waitress came up and took Edwardo's order, ignoring me. I coughed just to let her know I was also there.

"What do you want?" she snapped at me. Whoa! Maybe she knew about my tendency to get jealous of extremely attractive waitresses. Usually things escalated into me getting kicked out of the restaurant, but Edwardo was staring into my soul, so I forgot how to breathe. With all the times I forget to do that, it's a wonder I'm not dead yet.

"Um… some food, please," I told her, handing her the menu. She rolled her eyes and went back into the kitchen without comment.

"I love you- wait, no, too soon. Must wait until I've known the girl for at least 5 days…" Edwardo mumbled, so low I couldn't make it out. Then, louder, he said,

"I like you, Bella. So, uh, why don't you want to tell your dad I'm going to Seattle with you?"

"Well, first of all, Charles would kill me if I went somewhere alone with a boy. And frankly… he hates vampires. So when you finally officially meet, we'll just tell him you're a werewolf, ok? It's easier that way," I advised him. Edwardo frowned.

"He hates vampires?! I guess I'll go through that torturous pain if it means being with you, Bella," Edwardo decided.

Thank god. I knew what Edwardo was to me now.

It was simple; he was hot, I was… pretty hot. We both had stalkerish tendencies… SOUL MATES.