I know this chapter took a long time to come, but you wouldn't believe how hellish my life has been for the last few days. I could write a book on it!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 6

BPOV

It had been four days since I decided to attempt a friendship with Edward Cullen. I found out that I had two classes with his sister, Alice. She really was a tiny ball of energy, always happy and full of conversation, but I quickly found out that you shouldn't underestimate her for her size. She had more than once put Edward in his place. I had been skeptical at first of Edward telling me that should would be as accepting as he was, I mean, he wasn't the girl who would be dealing with a lesbian, was he? But she had welcomed me with open arms.

The biggest shock to me came when Edward returned to the table with Jasper Hale, Rosalie's brother. I'd never spoken to him before, but I had noticed him, he was the brother of my 'girlfriend' after all. He was nice, and not rude to me at all, when he was actually speaking to me that is. He was polite but never went out of his way to initiate an actual conversation with me or ask me any questions. I was fine with that though, it meant a lot to me that he was actually even near me in the first place. I had been excited by having Alice and Edward accept me, but having Jasper, someone who had been here and knew everything, saw everything everyday and knew what speaking to me would entail, it moved me. I had to blink back tears more than once. He didn't appear to be bothered by the stares, just like Edward and Alice. I thought it would have bothered him the most, especially since he knew that I was a lesbian and had a thing for his sister, but he didn't and if it did bother him, he didn't show it at all.

They had all turned out to be so nice to me and I couldn't believe how my life seemed to have changed so fast. I finally had more than one friend, though Angela was all I could have asked for in a friend, but it felt nice to have an actual option on who I wanted to call on the phone when I needed to talk, besides I wanted to give her a break. She had a boyfriend who needed attention as well, and I would hate myself if I were ever a factor in them not making it. I found myself talking to Jasper online a lot. I had to constantly remind myself not to hound him with questions about his sister, he didn't know we were involved, so the question would make me sound stalkerish, but I was starting to get desperate! I hadn't seen her in days, she hasn't answered my calls and she hasn't even looked at me in the hallways at school. It seriously hurt my feelings like crazy to know she must have been intentionally avoiding me, since I knew for a fact that she never turns her phone off and I see her everyday in the hallways walking with her friends…and Emmett McCarty. I understood that we couldn't be public, but she could still at least send me a text every now and then when she notices I've called a billion times! I was more thankful now than I had ever been in my entire life. I was thankful for having friends to talk to, to keep my mind from wandering off onto the topic of Rosalie and what she was doing all day, why she wasn't talking to me…where and what was she doing with Emmett.

It was finally Friday, and I had been invited over to Edward and Alice's to watch movies. Renee almost had a heart attack when I mentioned going to a friend's to watch movies after school. She assumed I meant Rose, but when I let her know that it was the new family in town, she lost her fucking mind.

"Really? You've made more friends? I told you this school year would be better for you!" I rolled my eyes.

"Mom, you say that every year, though. You got lucky this time, it was a fluke."

She shook her head, looking smug, "Nope, I don't believe that. I just knew that this year was going to be different for you. So, tell me about these new kids. I heard the boy is quite the cutie."

I blushed and bit my lip, "Mom, I have to go to school."

She looked up at the clock, "Bella, you have almost an hour before you need to be there, now come on, talk to me. We never get to have these kinds of talks!"

I sighed, sitting down at the kitchen table. I was going to make this as quick and painless as I could. "Edward and Alice are really nice, we have some classes together. They are twins, but you wouldn't ever know it by looking at them. Alice is barely five feet and Edward is over six. Her hair is black, his is this bronzey color, I think she dyed hers though. Her eyes are blue, his are green. They moved here with their parents, I honestly don't know what they do for a living yet, since I just started talking to them. Alice joined the drama club, she's a hyper little thing, like you wouldn't even believe it! Edward joined Art, even though he doesn't know how to draw. He says he plays the piano though, but since we don't have a music program he just went with Art. And I can't really think of anything else to say about them at the moment." She nodded her head with every bit of information that I gave her.

"I think they sound wonderful, baby. I would love to get to meet them soon."

She started going on and on about inviting them over for dinner or doing other 'cool and hip' things that young people enjoyed. I couldn't tell you what else she said because by that point I was blocking her out. Renee tended to jump the gun sometimes, I didn't know if I would even still be talking to these people a month from now, anything could happen to make them not talk to me anymore. Like they could meet other people who were more worth their time, or they would finally reach their boiling point with the stares and rumors that I was still positive were to come.

The drive to their house wasn't very long, they only lived about fifteen minutes away from me, in one of the newly built neighborhoods. Only four of the houses seemed to be occupied so far and it looked as if Edward's family lived in the biggest one on the block. It was a huge, easily over 4, 000 square feet. It was surrounded in a black iron gate with one of those looped driveways. I knew the neighborhood was expensive, but this, this house must have cost them a fortune!I had to use the buzzer outside of the gate to let them know I was here. A huge part of me was desperately hoping I had the wrong house, it would be my luck to have befriended probably the richest people in town. On second thought…it was my awesome luck to have befriended probably the richest people in town! Not that I would ever think to mooch off of them for their money, but think about it. They probably have all kinds of cool shit. I felt like the kids from Richie Rich when they all hung out with him. I wonder if they had a kidapult? Up until this point I had been fine with being invited to their house, but it just hit me that I would be meeting their parents. I was nervous, did their parents even know about me? Would they freak on them when they found out I was a lesbian? Would they give me those looks like they didn't trust me and wanted me as far away from their daughter as possible?

When I finally pulled up to the front of the house, Alice was standing outside waiting for me, all smiles and barefoot. I had to take a deep breath while getting out of the car and reminded myself that everything would be just fine. All of the other parents in town still didn't know anything about my sexuality, or at least they didn't say anything about it, so Edward's parents probably won't be any different.

"Bella! You made it! Did you find the place alright? I was a bit worried that you maybe wouldn't be able to find it, Edward gave you such god awful directions. The boy is so sad, I swear it."

I laughed, shaking my head, "No, I found it just fine. You guys actually live pretty close." I let my eyes scan over their property. "Your house is huge."

She let her eyes run over her front yard, one side of her mouth hitching up, "Its okay I suppose. It would be even better if we actually had some grass, but I guess its tolerable. At least we got trees. Come on in, Jasper is already here, we're about to play around with a few games before we throw in the movies."

She skipped into the foyer, "Oh, and take your shoes off and leave them against the wall over here. My mother is a nut over keeping everything in the house spotless."

I toed my shoes off, holding on to the wall to keep my balance. "Is she here?"

Don't let her be here. Listen to me! This is her house, who am I to demand that she not be here?

She shook her head, "Nope. She and my dad went out for a night on the town. They want to acquaint themselves with their surroundings. Our parents like to go out a lot, dinner, dancing, movies, spas. You name it, they try it."

I laughed, "Sounds kind of like my mom. I'm more than sure that she could give them some ideas of what to look for here. She's done practically everything there is to offer as far as hobbies are concerned."

She lead me through the hallway, giving me a brief tour on the way to the den. Their entire house had a sort of castle thing going on. The style of the house literally looked like there was supposed to be a king and queen sitting on thrones in a large dining hall or something. It was creepy, but beautiful at the same time.

"Should I be looking for the king and queen?" The words came out with a little snarky, not like I had intended on them sounding at all. I hoped Alice caught on to the fact that it was a joke. It would suck to be kicked out of a house this nice and so quickly.

She rolled her eyes, smiling. "Okay, ha ha, I know. Our mom kind of went off her rocker when she was designing the place, but you have to admit, it gives it character." She flourished her hand.

"Your mom did this?"

"Yeah, she's an interior designer, but she also has a Master's in architecture. You should see some of her work, its insane!"

"Wow. What does your dad do?"

"He's a doctor, just got the new head position at the hospital here. That's why we moved." Alrighty then. So my new friends were rich, beautiful, and the children of two very well off and successful parents. "What do your parents do?"

"Oh, my mom is a curator at the museum."

Please don't let her be perceptive and notice that I didn't mention Charlie.

"That's cool. What about your dad?"

Shit!

"Uhh, my dad is the police chief back in Washington. Forks, Washington."

"He doesn't live with you guys?" She made it sound like it was a bad thing or something, but I don't think she meant it to be that way.

"My parents divorced a long time ago."

Her eyes did something. You know that thing where they look like the soften up as if they are trying to say 'oh you poor thing'. "Oh, I'm sorry."

I really fucking hate that. Why do people always say that? Like it was their fault that it happened or if mentioning it made my whole world crash down. My parents divorced, so what? Big deal. It was the reason my parents divorced that was the jaw dropper.

I laughed at my own little thoughts, "No, its cool. They just didn't work out for each other anymore, so they divorced before they started to hate each other. If you ask me, they were making things easier. I didn't have to grow up listening to arguments and breaking glass. The worst I got was having to go back and forth for holidays."

"Do you still have to do that very often? Move back and forth, I mean?"

I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, nodding, "Yeah, but not nearly as often. Its mostly my choice now." Even though Renee tried as hard as she could to make sure my choice was always to stay with her.

"You don't like your dad very much?"

Geez, she was a nosey little thing wasn't she? "Uh, no, no, I love Charlie. He's a wonderful father. We just…we're too much alike for our own good sometimes and it makes us being with each other a little uncomfortable."

I looked around at the walls once more, hoping she would drop the subject. I didn't like talking about my father with anyone very much. "Your walls are all still pretty bare."

She gave me another look, like she knew I was avoiding the topic, but so the fuck what? Its my personal life and my own business, she had no right to pry for information that she obviously knew was awkward for me. I appreciated her friendship, I really do and I cherish it like mad, but we weren't anywhere near the best friend point where she could try to get into my business so deeply.

"Yeah, Esme hasn't decided on what she wants to hang up just yet." I turned around and see Edward walking towards us, two cans of Orange Crush in his hands. He bumped Alice out of the way with his hip, shooing her into what I assume was the den, handing one of the cans to me. I love Orange Crush. And I now I officially loved Edward Cullen for being an interrupter, if that is even a word. I think it is…well it is in my head now.

"Well, do you guys already have any paintings to put up? If not, I'm sure my mom could dish out some names of locals here, if you think your mom would be interested, I mean. There are some really good artists around here. I mean, not as good as me but they definitely have something going." I threw in that last part to get a laugh out and to not make myself feel as weird for my suggestion, in case they didn't want my help at all.

His eyes lit up, really they did. They got brighter, letting me know that he was excited, and it was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. I suddenly felt like drawing, filling up an entire canvas with his eyes in every shade imaginable. That desire froze my mind for a moment. It wasn't uncommon for me to want to draw things and people when they did something to inspire me. I did it all the time, hell I even had a few drawings of Lauren, though hers were a little on the dark side and would probably end up getting me in trouble if people saw them.

What shook me about wanting to draw Edward's eyes is…I don't even know why. I knew that I was caught up by the way they had changed in color, but there was something else there that made me want to draw them, keep them alive and bright with my pencil and paints.

"NAKED WOMEN!"

I snapped out of it, "What?" Naked women? What the hell is he talking about?

He laughed, "That would be what got your attention, wouldn't it?"

I was still confused, "What are you talking about?"

He finally stopped laughing, catching his breath, "I stood here trying to get your attention for a whole minute, and you just spaced out on me. I just started saying random shit to get you come back down to earth and naked women was the only thing you responded to."

I blushed, "Oh, sorry about that."

He shrugged, putting an arm around my shoulder, leading me to the den. "Its cool. I'm sure naked women would be the key to getting my attention too."

I pushed him, smiling, "Fuck you, Edward."

"I thought you only did women? But I'm down for it anytime if you decide to switch back." He pulled me back to him, he laughed. "God! I am love having a lesbian friend. Do you even know how much shit I am going to give you?" He looked down at me and there it was again, that desire to draw his eyes. They were practically twinkling at me, now letting me know that he was happy.

"Your eyes talk."

He blinked, shaking his head slowly, "I'm not following you. My eyes talk? Is this some more of that art talk you always do?"

I smiled, he says I get weird sometimes and speak an art language. I showed him one of my paintings one day after school during an art club meeting and asked him what it said to him. He said 'It says, Edward has no fucking clue as to what I am supposed to be.'

"Yes, I suppose it is Edward. But I meant that they tell me things about you. Just now your eyes got all sparkly on me and they were telling me that you were happy or at least enjoying yourself, even though it was at my expense." He laughed and the twinkle came back, "Right there, its back again!"

He shrugged, "Okay then, I guess my eyes talk to you. Parts of you talk too, you know."

"What parts?" I was expecting him to say my mouth and that it talked too much.

"I'd say your eyes, for the same reasons you gave me about mine."

"And?"

He pulled back and looked me over, "You don't want to know what other parts."

"Oh come on Edward, tell me. I need to know what parts of me are talking to people." I poked him.

"Alright, but you asked for it. Your boobs talk."

My mouth went down and my eyebrows went up. "What?" I asked with a laugh, "That's absurd Edward, what could my breasts possibly have to say?"

"They say plenty! Like, when you get made and cross your arms, you push them up and they say 'you're in for it now, man.' And like now, for instance, they are saying 'I'm cold.'" Then he took off into the room, leaving me in the hall.

I looked down and crossed my arms over my chest. I didn't know what to say, I wasn't offended by what Edward said. I had come to realize that that was just how he was, he made a lot of jokes and he said whatever came into his head, but I didn't care, I didn't mind him joking about me, because I knew he didn't mean things the same way everyone else did. It made him Edward, and to me he was one of the nicest, funniest guys in the world. He treated me like I wasn't the outcast of my school and joked about my sexuality as if it were just a pimple on my face, not a big deal.

"Bella! Come on, hurry up and get in here, we're getting ready to play Life and we want to know if you plan on using a man as your husband or if you want another woman!"

Edward was an idiot, but I wouldn't want him to be any other way. He accepted me as I am, and I felt the same. He could have been a dwarf with a wooden leg with a kickstand for all I cared.

"I'm coming, you asshole!" I smiled.

"Damn I'm good, I didn't even have to touch you!"

I heard something hit the wall and Jasper laughing. I'm pretty sure it was Alice throwing something at Edward to get him to leave me alone, something totally normal for the group of us. She was hyper and nosey, but she was just as special to me as Edward, if not more. She was the one who got most of the bad vibes from people at school for being my friend, but she still stuck by me. I was still surprised they weren't calling her my lover yet. I suddenly felt bad for being upset with her earlier, she was putting up with a lot to be my friend and I was complaining about her noticing that something bothered me. But I still stand by what I feel, and I feel that we aren't close enough just yet for me to tell her every detail of my life.

When I walked into the room I saw the coffee table with the game board set up on it already. Alice and Jasper were sitting on one side of the table, with Edward on the other. I sat down next to him, slapping him in the back of the head. "Hey, what did I do?"

"You were born."

Jasper laughed, offering his hand for a high five, "Nice."

God I loved my friends.

I felt my eyes water up a little as I high fived Jasper.

Friends. Two weeks ago I would have never been able to use the word friend in a plural form. Two weeks ago I wouldn't have been somewhere other than my own home on a Friday night. Two weeks ago I wouldn't have ever imagined my life taking such a huge turn of events. And now, I couldn't see myself ever going back to two weeks ago. I refused to let that happen, I would fight it at all costs.

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