A/N: Oh wow, so I'm super surprised as of right now. And you know why? Because this story already has 28 reviews, it has 1141 hits as of 6:56 P.M. Central Time on June 1st, 2007, it's on 8 favorites lists, and has 21 alerts. WOW. O.O Yipes.

Okay, guys, so I am SOOOOO glad that you all like this story so far, it makes me SUPER happy…:

So I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to get this chapter out, it's just that I've been TOTALLY SWAMPED with homework lately, so I've had absolutely no time at all. It completely sucked. Lmao.

DISCLAIMER: I am not Stephenie Meyer, nor will I ever be. Although I wish I were… I'm not. I do not own Twilight, New Moon, OR Eclipse (sadly) but I DO own the plot line, which makes it a completely AU story.

P.S. does anyone out there know what story it is that like the first chapter starts out with Bella doing something to her brother and it's like his birthday or something at the beginning of the first chapter and her brother and Edward are like best friends or something and I think they (Edward and Bella's brother) are like a year or something older than Bella and in like the second chapter or so, Edward makes Bella cry because he and her brother are being all mean and everything to her and… Does anyone know what I'm talking about? Because for the life of me I can't seem to remember what it was called or who wrote it or anything. So, um… help? Please, if you can, that'd be great. :

Thanks for reading!

"Thanks For the Memories"

One night and one more time

Thanks for the memories

Even though they weren't so great

"He tastes like you only sweeter"

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Chapter 3: "Short, Fast, and Loud"

I speed-walked away from him, my heart beating about twenty times faster than it should have been. I stopped suddenly, realizing something. Oh my god…

I hadn't felt this way… since I met Emmett

This isn't a good sign…

"Hey," he greeted me, scaring the living daylights out of me, and making my god damned heart speed up even more than it already had been. I initially screamed and jumped back, away from him out of pure shock, my hand over my chest, trying—but failing—to slow down the beating of my heart. Emmett laughed. "So… how was your first class, little scaredy cat?" he asked with a huge, amused smile on that beautiful face of his.

"Ugh, fine, I guess. And yours?" I asked through clenched teeth.

"Eh, math is math," he said nonchalantly and looked down at me. "So… what do you have next?" he asked, scrunching together his eyebrows and racking his brain and trying to remember.

I pulled my schedule out of the back pocket of my favorite dark blue vintage flared jeans. "Umm," I said, checking it out, "Chemistry. With Mr. Lott. You?" I asked, looking up into his beautiful dark eyes.

"Well now, actually I have history. I'd better head over there now, make sure I can figure out where my seat is… I'll see you later?" I nodded, and one side of my mouth perked up into a sad smile. I didn't want him to go. I was waaayyyyy too needy for my own good… Have you ever noticed that there's a certain point up to where you can be needy, but then it's like after that point you're just over the top…? Yeah, I had definitely crossed that line. I was, like, "stalker girlfriend" or something… It was insanity.

Emmett gave me a quick kiss on my cheek, giving my spine a tingling sensation, and started toward his next class, but before he could even move his feet, my hand snapped out and caught his wrist in an iron grip. I did it instinctively, as if my hand had a mind of its own, and my eyes stared at his face, as he looked down at my hand, his breath catching in his throat.

His surprised eyes looked over slowly at my own that were staring at him. My heart was beating just about a mile a minute but I couldn't seem to slow it down successfully; none whatsoever.

"Bella?" he questioned me, absolutely and completely confused with my actions.

I couldn't answer. It was as if I were under some sort of a spell, or something, as corny as that may sound. All that I could do… was crash my lips into his and kiss him. I released my hold that I had on his wrist and, instead, brought my hands to both sides of his gorgeous face, in an attempt to get him closer to my own body.

Alright, let me tell you this now, this is not my being a slut or any such thing that you may be thinking right now, what with my whole Edward situation from only a few minutes previous.

And this is also not me just trying to prove to myself that I didn't have any such feelings for another guy.

It was neither of the two.

Okay, so maybe it had a little to do with the latter.

But mostly, though, it was because I loved him so much and just didn't want him to leave me, even though I knew for a fact that I'd be seeing him later.

Now… do you see what I mean when I say that I'm being an over-the-top clingy girlfriend? Yeah. I'm absolutely positively horrible. The worst thing, though?

I knew it… and yet I couldn't stop it. Heh. Go figure, right?

But anyways…

My hands were moving from their hold on his face to intertwine with each other at the back of his neck as our mouths made heavy contact with one another. My lips parted and I let out a shaky sigh into Emmett's mouth as he parted his own.

We went on for the next few moments, just lost in each other, until we heard the warning bell ring.

Emmett parted from me reluctantly, and just stood there, breathing hard as his arms stayed wrapped around my body, hands intertwined at my back.

I closed my eyes hard, and licked my lips, the taste of Emmett lingering there. I cleared my throat before speaking. "Right," I said shortly. "Well, um… class, yeah? Yeah." I detached myself from my boyfriend and tried to move around him. He ended up going the same way and bumping into me, before I attempted the other direction, just the same as he tried, the thing you see people in movies or TV shows do all the time. It was embarrassing. I could feel the heat on my cheeks, probably making them the brightest shade of pink you'd ever seen in your entire life.

Finally, he just let me speed-walk away from him without actually going the same way as me. I practically ran away to my next class, my right hand over my forehead, trying to calm myself down. It wasn't working too well. I was still so worked up that by the time I got to the Chemistry classroom that Mr. Lott was teaching in and saw Edward Masen sitting at the only lab station that had an empty chair next to it… I fainted.

A/N: Okay guys. I hope this satisfied you all for now. True, it wasn't much, and it seems that it was mostly a filler chapter, but I can assure you: that is not something I do often. Especially in the beginning chapters.

So… sorry it was so short and, granted, not really the best, but… I'll tell you this now—and this is a promise—next chapter will be MUCH better. K? kthx

I LOVE YOU ALL. TO DEATH. Mmhmm, pretty sure I do. Yup.

--jane/trina marea 3 x924792347