Welcome to chapter three! Well, updates might go slightly slower. I can try to promise at least one a week, and one on weekends, but please don't hate me if I can't deliver all the time. I'm literally writing this story all the time, when I'm not either doing something in school (which is hardly ever) or at practice (which is always). I hope that I don't frustrate you all too much.
But I promise, I won't "forget" about this for a year like I did with my last story.
Promise!
Anyway, here's chapter three.

PS – I'm sorry about the errors in the last few chapters. I was just in a hurry to get them up. I'm trying to make these error-free, but I'm not perfect.

Bella barely made it inside the front door before she lost it. She'd somehow managed to make it through an entire car ride and even convinced them to keep from accompanying her into the house. Now, as she watched Jasper, Alice, and Edward drive off to some unknown destination, she let the tears flow freely down her cheeks.

Of course Edward would have found someone. It was his senior year; everyone had someone in their senior year. It was his last opportunity to have some loose-commitment fun before he headed off to college and actually got serious about finding someone. And as silly as she knew she was being, Bella had sincerely hoped beyond hope that he would've chosen her.

Stupid shiny-Volvo owner, she thought furiously, wiping tears from her eyes. But, after her third scoop of Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie ice cream, the rational side of her brain began to take over. You wouldn't have gotten a chance with him anyway, Isabella. You know as well as he would've that Jasper would've flipped his shit if you two even considered dating. That didn't do anything to ease the pain, though.

Bella sighed ruefully, eyeing the remaining ice cream longingly. Don't you even think about it. The last thing you need is to be getting fat. She put the carton away grudgingly before flopping down on the couch for what she was hoping would be a good nap. She snuggled down into the cushions and dragged a blanket over herself, closing her eyes. She was finally going to get the rest she needed.

Of course not.

Fifteen mere minutes after she'd begun her quest for sleep, the front door banged loudly open. Bella growled, twisting her face to block out the sudden light.

"Oh Bellaaaaaaaaa!" Blissful Alice.

"Morning, sunshine." Jasper, amused.

"Hey Bella." She suppressed a groan at Edward's melodic voice. Why does he have to be Jasper's best friend?! Her eyes popped open angrily and she swiveled her neck to tell them to piss off when she tweaked her shoulder muscle. Bella screamed loudly, feeling the fiery pain shoot from her shoulder all the way through her neck. She instantly squeezed her eyes shut again, trying to will the pain away. Someone was at her side in less than a moment, but she couldn't tell who it was. All she knew was that someone was prodding her shoulder gently with cool fingers (So it's not Jazz, then; since Alice is around, his skin would be all hot) until she yelled again.

"I think you've pulled a muscle," came the quiet, masculine voice. Bella nearly died; of course it would be Edward. "What've you been doing to it, Bella? I barely applied any pressure."

"Nothing," she ground out from between her teeth. The feeling of his concerned touch and the sound of his worried voice almost drove her to sobs. "It's probably just from my bag is all. I'm fine." She wiggled away and flipped over, wincing when she landed on her shoulder.

"I certainly hope so!" Alice announced gleefully, pushing Bella to a sitting position. "We have to pack all of your stuff!"

"Alice," Jasper warned the moment Bella's eyes widened. "Slowly; you promised."

Bella glanced between them, avoiding Edward, eyes narrowing. Jasper and Alice were definitely up to something. Why do I have to pack up all of my stuff? That makes absolutely no sense. What the hell do they have planned? Bella stiffened in suspicion. Jasper merely smiled at her before extending his hand to help her up. "Come on, kitchen. We all have to talk about this."

"What the hell is going on, Jasper?" Bella asked, completely ignoring his hand and glaring up into his face. A host of emotions flitted across his face before finally settling on annoyed. He reached down and grabbed the hand not attached to the hurt shoulder and yanked, hard. Bella flew off the couch and sprawled against her brother's chest indignantly. She ripped her hand away from him and glared up into his eyes. "I deserve an explanation, Jasper!"

"And you'll get one," he growled out, eyes flashing, "as soon as you get in the kitchen. I don't know what the fuck your problem is, Isabella, but you've been acting like a bitch since we got out of Gym."

"It's none of your business, Jasper," Bella snapped, stalking off into the kitchen. It was easier for her to channel her heartache into fury than to actually show the true pain. She had been doing it even since her mother, Renee, had run off with a baseball player one day when she was twelve. Besides, Jasper would have one of two reactions to her feelings for Edward: he would either get furious with her for entertaining such stupid thoughts, or he'd laugh and would never be able to stop whenever both Bella and Edward were around. But Bella would never tell Jasper, so she didn't feel the need to focus on these possibilities. She flung herself down into the chair she usually ate in.

"Bella…" Alice said dubiously, hesitant. Bella's face instantly flamed; she really had been acting like a bitch. "Jazz, are you sure this is the right time? Maybe we should wait a few days…"

"No." Bella expected the rebuttal to come from Jasper, but hearing Edward speak first completely shocked her. Her eyes snapped to his immediately and saw the pain hiding there; her bitchiness was obviously hurting him, and it made her feel wretched. "No. You guys are moving in, tonight. We got the go-ahead from Mom and Dad, and I want to take full advantage of having my best friend in the house." Edward's eyes were fierce as he locked them onto hers, and she felt the breath in her lungs fly out in a whoosh. "Bella, you and Jasper are moving into my house. My parents don't like the fact that you two are living here alone. So, she wanted you guys to move in. Jazz and I made the final arrangements this morning. My parents live in a cottage behind the house; they say Alice and I get too rowdy for them sometimes. You'll be in the main house with us, everyone can have their own bedroom, please just agree Bella." The last part came out in a rush; he obviously didn't mean to say that much.

Bella's chocolate eyes widened incredulously. We're moving in with them?! Shit. Now I'll never be able to avoid him. Maybe it's a good thing… Maybe I'll get over him. "Okay," she whispered, holding Edward's gaze for a few moments before he shifted his eyes toward Jasper, nodding. Alice squealed happily and nearly flattened Bella into the chair she was sitting in.

"Yay! Oh Bella, now we get to hang out all the time!" she cried, flinging her arms around the brunette. Bella chuckled lightly against her, hugging her briefly. "We have to go get your stuff! The sooner the better!" She trilled before racing up the stairs into Bella's room.

Bella simply smiled at the tiny sprite's back before shaking her head. Now you have to get over this silly crush. Maybe you'll finally just suck it up and be friendly. Yeah, that's it. Friendly… She was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't even realize that she'd been smiling widely to herself until she glanced outward and found Jasper and Edward staring at her. "Oh! Sorry about that. I'm sorry about… earlier. I didn't really mean to be such a bitch. Really." She smirked at the slack-jawed expressions on their faces before hurrying after Alice.

It only took Alice and Bella an hour and a half to pack up all of the brunette's belongings. Jasper was only a quarter of the way done with his stuff, so she and Alice left the boys to their own devices and took Edward's car to drop off her stuff.

They pulled up to the Cullen home, and Bella lost her breath. Everyone knew Edward's parents were loaded, it was just common knowledge. But Bella had always assumed that after accepting Alice, their niece, into their home, they'd be a little pressed for cash. Obviously not, if they could still afford this house. It could easily fit three of her and Jasper's house inside. She could see a smaller cottage partially hidden by the surrounding woods. She remembered Edward's words; that was where Carlisle and Esme Cullen lived.

"Damn Alice," Bella said, voice low in appreciation. Alice simply smirked and danced up the walk with three boxes in her arms. She grabbed the last two and rushed up after her, not eager to be alone in the dusky woods. She dashed up the stairs in the foyer, just a few behind the pixie, without looking around. The last thing she needed was to fall back into shock about the amount of wealth the Cullens had.

"This is going to be your room!" She announced, two staircases later. Bella came up, huffing and puffing, a few seconds later. She wasn't out of shape, but she certainly wasn't used to carrying boxes up three flights of stairs. "It's a smidge bigger than your old room… We'll go shopping this weekend! Oh, this'll be great!" She cheered, throwing her arms around the brunette. Bella peeked over her shoulder curiously.

"Whose room is that, Alice?" she asked, tilting her head and staring. Alice suddenly got very, very quiet and very, very preoccupied with making sure nothing in the boxes had been unsettled. "It's his, isn't it?! Alice! Why?!"

"Because!" she exclaimed, biting her lip softly. "I… I know you like him, Bells! And, um, I kinda wanted to have Jazz on the same floor as me, just in case…." She stared imploringly at Bella, begging her to understand. Bella simply flung her hands in the air, shook her head, and smiled.

"I knew there was something going on. Tell me everything, maybe I can help. After all, I am his sister."

Well, that was chapter three! Them moving in IS important, I promise.
I do everything for a reason. Well... Mostly. Haha.
Thanks for reading, and please drop me a review! I love them. They really do make my day.
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Thanks to my reviewers!:
BelleDuJour: I hope this wasn't too much of a stretch of "soon." Thanks for the review!
DarkAngelRakell: I know it's confusing, but I hope it does become easier. Thanks for the review!
akaMrsEdwardCullen: Soon, soon. Thanks for the review!
edwardandbellabelong2gether: Thank you! I like your name, and agree completely! Thanks for the review!
ShelbieJames: Yeah, math is definitely not my strong suit. And I redid that thing so many times, I'm not surprised my dates got scrambled. When they got married, Bella was ALMOST 19. And Edward was 21. And at the moment, he's about... oh, seven months away from being nineteen. At least, that's how it was in my original version. I hope that works, if not I'll just bump his age up. Thanks for the review!