Yeah, I know you may be surprised when I say that Edward is a really good guy, but it is explained in this chapter…

Charlie was working late tonight so it was just the two of them. Both were exceptionally quiet although for very different reasons.

Edward was still thinking about the new girl. He found her very fascinating. He had tried flirting with her but she had not batted a single eyelash towards him.

Bella was confused because she had never seen Edward in such a pensive mood. Of course, she knew that he was a very deep person with exceptional morals but it was very unlike him to be so thoughtful. Usually, he did everything at the spur of the moment.

'What's wrong Edward?' she asked tentatively shaking him out of his reverie.

'Huh? What? Oh, nothing,' he said, giving her a small smile.

'Bullshit. Out with it now!' she commanded, sitting up straight.

He drew a long breath. Ducking his head as though collecting his thoughts, he turned to her. 'What do you think about the new girl, Tanya. I totally messed up today with the whole principal shit, didn't I?'

She looked confused for a second as though trying to process where this was coming from… then she gasped.

'You have a crush on Tanya! Out of all the fucking idiotic girls who throw themselves at you, she's the only one who didn't kiss the ground you walk on! .God!' she said in a rush.

'Bella! Stop! I do not have a crush on Tanya. I'm the playboy, remember. Anyway, she's not my type,' said Edward condensing.

'She's not my type,' I imitated him, making a face. 'Give me a break! You'll never find a decent girl the way you are going… you'll die a prude.'

'No I won't… I'll marry you if I don't find someone,' he said with a sly grin.

'Yuk,' I spat. 'Never.'

'We'll see,' he said smugly.

'Be serious Edward. What's wrong with her? She's smart, funny and does not drool all over you…'

He stopped her by placing a finger on her lips.

'Why do you think I have a playboy image? Why do you think I've never had a proper girlfriend?' he sighed.

'Look Bella, we live just once; we die once; so why should we fall in love a multiple number of times? Love happens just once and so does marriage. I really believe in that. I've grown up seeing my parents completely devoted to each other. I want something like them. I know that when I meet that someone, there'll be something – a spark maybe… just something will happen…you won't understand.'

She rolled her eyes. 'You and your ideas…' she said, grinning.

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Edward was walking down the corridor, deep in his thoughts from yesterday when he bumped into someone. Tanya.

Again she had dropped her books. They bent down to pick them up. Edward was faster and had them stacked within five seconds. They stood up.

'Yeah… sorry,' he said hesitantly, handing her books to her. 'For what?' she asked, a small smile playing on her lips.

'For not watching where I was walking… and for yesterday…you sing really well,' he said with trepidation.

'No problem,' she said with a satisfied smirk.

Utterly clueless what to do next, he started walking away.

'According to you, my dad's an idiot, creep and an old moron… I agree.'

He spun around in surprise. Before he could register, the words escaped his mouth, 'Wanna go out with me sometime?'

She chuckled lightly. 'We've just met, Edward. Don't you think we should get to know each other first?' she said and walked away.

I know it's a really short chapter but I couldn't include the next part in this because it is exclusively the turning point in the story. That entire incident needs a chapter to itself. Anyway, please read and review.