AN: Hi, people! What did you do for Fourth of July? I got stuck watching the terrible movie Predator (ugh, it's so BORING!) because it rained where I was. Enjoy!

Chapter Six

BPOV

I found Edward sitting against my tree, on my property, staring at my piece of ground. Not cool.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I snapped, not in the mood to deal with his…general girly attitude.

He looked up at me from his fetal position, not even looking surprised to see me. "I was just resting for a minute." He sounds content. Why the hell does he sound content?

"Listen, oh smart one, I'll give you ten second—

"What's your favorite color?"

I shook my head. "You interrupted me. I was saying, I'll—

"You didn't answer my question."

This isn't getting me anywhere. "Why the hell would you want to know my favorite color, you moron?"

"Please tell me." He sounded sleepy; not good.

"Fine. I'll answer your damned question if it means you'll get the hell off my property."

"I'm not going anywhere. I hate to break it to you, but you don't own the forest." Hey—is that sarcasm that I hear? Maybe all hope is not lost, after all!

"This is MY part of the forest. I thought I'd explained that to you already."

"No one owns the forest, Bella. Now answer the goddamned question!"

I shrugged. "Black. My favorite color is black. Is that okay with you?"

"No. No it is not. Liking black means that you're a dark person, which I know you're not. You just pretend to be."

That is the fucking STUPIDEST thing I have ever heard. "You obviously don't understand the concept of a rhetorical question."

"Yes, I do. It's when you're not supposed to answer the question someone asked."

"But you just did answer the my question when you weren't supposed to! How hard is this to understand?"

"Um…very."

I shook my head, because I was just as tired as he was. "Look Edward, I'm going to have to ask you to go, now. I'm getting tired, so…"

"Yeah, well I'm not!" I groaned when I recognized what he was going through. When a vampire hasn't gotten enough sleep, they get a little…fucked up. He's moved onto phase two: loud and angry.

"Yes, you are, Edward."

"Am not!"

"Are to."

"Am not!"

"Are to."

"Am not!"

"YES YOU ARE, EDWARD! Now could you please stop yelling? Some of us actually like being able to hear, believe it or not."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Now shut the hell up."

"That's a mean thing to say."

"Well, I'm a mean person, so that works out, doesn't it?"

"You're not a mean person. You're just lonely. Why don't you have a boyfriend?"

"Because boys have cooties." I didn't have a better explanation then that.

"It's a good thing I'm a man, then."

Oh, God. "Are you, now?"

"I could be your man."

I tried not to laugh. "Are you…hitting on me?"

"Let's call it, 'courting', shall we?"

"Whatever." It means the same thing: want to fuck?

"So…why are you still here?"

"Because I'm your boyfriend!"

Hold on, now. "Um, no you're not. Sorry, Edward."

"Yes, I am! You are MINE!" Stop it, Edward. You're turning me on and you're barely conscious.

"So now I belong to you?"

"Mm hmm. Now, come here and sit down. You look cold." What the hell? Vampires cannot even get cold.

"Edward, that's a horrible way of trying to seduce someone. You sound like you're my grandmother!"

Nevertheless, I gracefully sat my ass down next to him. He attempted to put his arm around me, but he was too tired to lift it. I sighed before assisting him.

He made a strange baby noise and sat his head down on my shoulder, before moving onto the final stage: hyper.

"Want to make out?" he asked me out of the blue. I thought about it for a minute: In a way, it was kind of like sexual assault on my part, because there was no way in hell he would remember any of this tomorrow. On the other hand, he did ask me. And his lips looked awfully kissable…

"Yeah, okay," I finally conceded.

He yelled, "Yay," and yanked my head in his direction. He smashed his lips onto mine, pulling me roughly into his lap. I wrapped both my arms around his neck, moaning into his mouth as he shoved his tongue into mine.

This went on for, like, a whole hour. And then he fell asleep on me.

EPOV

I don't do so well when I get tired; I get deliberately obstinate and cranky. That's the only excuse I have for what happened.

BPOV

I heaved and managed to get myself out from underneath him. It wasn't easy; he was clinging onto me like I was his stuffed teddy bear or something.

"Bella," he muttered, rolling over. Oh, great. He talks in his sleep. Wonderful.

"Bella, why are you so mean all the time? And why do I like it?" I don't know, Edward. These are the questions of life.

"Sheep. Ponies. Hair dryers." He started mumbling out random words like there was no tomorrow (which is a ridiculous phrase for me to use, seeing as we're both immortal and have all eternity).

I growled and crawled over to my tree, glaring at him. My face softened up when I realized just how peaceful and adorable he looked, like a little boy. His mouth was slightly open and his arms were behind his head, comforting himself.

I found myself smiling against my will. I groaned and covered my face with my hands. What's happening to me? I don't smile. Ever. No exceptions.

I found myself humming Claire de Lune under my breath. It had always been one of my favorite songs, regardless of the fact that I usually hated classical music. I was more of the death metal type. Cannibal Corpse was my favorite band. (AN: Do not feel obligated to look them up if you don't know who they are. Their lyrics are…something else.)

Eventually, the sun began to rise. The main reason I lived in Forks was because, even though the sun rose and set, it was so mellow that it didn't affect me. If the light were much harsher, I would be a pile of ash.

Just as the sun rose, Edward did, too. "What…hmm…. where am I?"

"You're in the forest." Obviously. Edward obviously wasn't very bright when he first awoke.

"Bella?"

"Yes. Any more questions, while you're on a roll?"

He glared at me, sitting up against my tree. "What happened?"

Might as well be honest. "Well, I came home to find you sitting on my property, exhausted as hell. You started telling me that I was warm and mushy on the inside when I told you my favorite color is black. And then we made out for an hour, and you passed out."

He gasped. "We…kissed?"

I rolled my eyes. "That's what I just said, is it not?"

He had the nerve to look horrified. "I can't believe I lost my first kiss to her…" he muttered quietly, to himself.

My mouth opened wide. It's a damned good thing bugs are afraid of vampires. "Wait…you've never been…kissed?"

As soon as he realized he had disclosed that information to me, I was rolling around on the ground in hysterics. I couldn't stop laughing, and it didn't help that Edward just stood there, looking nervous and mortified.

"Wow, Edward. Drew Barrymore's got nothing on you! Wait…so that means…you're a virgin!"

I was back to hysterics again, and Edward was back to standing there hopelessly. Eventually, he left, stalking away from me. I laughed for most of the afternoon, now having a new plan.

I'm going to corrupt Edward Cullen.

EPOV

I rubbed my fingers against my lips, now tainted with…. Bella on them. They didn't feel any different, still as silky smooth as before. My tongue, however, had a faint taste of something foreign and sweet on it.

Bella. I had "Bella" taste in my mouth.

I scowled at the ground, kicking any rocks that were in my way. I was brooding, and angry, and not in a good mood.

I was starting to have a real aversion to going home, period. As I walked through the front door, Esme jumped up from the couch, looking worried.

"Edward, where have you been?" If she were human, she would've been in tears.

"Nothing!" I shouted. I realized this response didn't make any sense and sounded close to hysterical, but I couldn't come up with anything better.

I ran up the stairs, ignoring anyone that was trying to ask me something. I wasn't in the mood for questions.

I curled up on my bed, wanting to go back to sleep. Alice burst through the door, looking worried.

"Edward! What happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it, Alice!"

Having a first kiss was a big deal to me, and I couldn't even remember it. I was confused, upset, and still tired.

She left the room eventually, and I fell back asleep almost instantly.

Little did I know that Bella was plotting something evil and devious that would change my life forever. (Literally.)

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