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Chapter 7: Plans

My alarm buzzed beside me. I groaned and rolled over, trying to hit the 'snooze' button. I ended up missing the button and smacked my hand into the black table beside my bed.

I screamed in pain, jumping out of my bed, forgetting the light above it. I smacked into that and yelled out again. I heard Charlie rushing up the stairs; I climbed out of the bed.

Charlie opened up the door to peek inside. I smiled at him innocently, but holding my hand that I had hit.

"You alright Bells?" He glanced at my hand, thinking I had broken it or something.

"Yeah, just me and my clumsy self," I muttered under my breath. Charlie chuckled before closing my door. I grabbed an outfit from my drawer, not caring what I had on—though I was sure Alice would kill me later.

I dressed quickly before going to the kitchen for breakfast.

Charlie was sitting down at the table, reading a newspaper. I grabbed a bowl and poured in some cereal and milk. I sat down at the table, wincing a bit because of my hand.

Charlie looked up from his newspaper. "So what exactly happened this morning?"

I blushed—an automatic reflex. "My alarm went off, and I was trying to hit the 'snooze' button but missed. I hit the table with my hand, screamed in surprise and jolted up in bed. Then I hit my head on one of the lights." Charlie laughed a little, mumbling something under his breath.

We were quiet for a little bit longer. I had another ten minutes until I had to leave. Charlie cleared his throat and I looked at him.

"Edward Mason seems like a nice boy." He trailed off. I groaned, picking up my bowl and putting it into the sink. I would clean after school.

"Dad," I whined at him. Of course he would think something was going on, he was a father, but still it was embarrassing in any situation.

Charlie—thankfully—did not say anything else afterwards. He went back into his room to get his police stuff on.

I looked up at the clock, five more minutes. I thought about staying here and regretted the thought. I walked out of the door and into my car.

The weather today wasn't bad, in the fifties possibly. I rolled down my windows halfway and shivered at the cold air.

I drove passed a head of bronze hair. I slammed on the brake, jerking my body forward. I groaned at the sudden force. How many times could I get hurt in one day?

Edward passed by my truck, trying to ignore me, but his stance was stiff, on alert.

I made my truck crawl forward, slowly. When I approached Edward I stopped.

"Do you want a ride to school today?" I asked. We were at least two miles from school; it would take him at least an hour to get there at this pace.

He shrugged his shoulders and got into the passenger's side. We sat silently during the ride, it was comfortable.

I parked in the parking lot, noticing we still had fifteen minutes until the actual school doors opened.

I turned to Edward; I really didn't know what to do once again. He just stared out the window.

"So how do you like it here in Forks?" I tried; it didn't seem to work much. All I had heard was an 'it's fine' and nothing else.

I was frustrated, why didn't he talk? I thought, at least until Edward turned to me, I couldn't read his expression.

"I said that out loud didn't I?" I blushed. He nodded turning to face front now, he looked to be in deep thought. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to slip out." I apologized.

"No, it's fine. It was what you were thinking, it's still the same." He said as he fiddled with his fingers.

"But I still shouldn't have said it out loud."

"But you were thinking it, weren't you?" His voice was harsher, and louder than I had ever heard it. He was looking at me with an expression I couldn't comprehend. I nodded, and looked down at my legs, trying to find something interesting with my jeans. Oh, look a hole!

We were silent and I looked at the clock on my dashboard. We still had another five minutes until we had to go in.

"Do you want to know why I don't talk much?" His eyes met mine; they were full of fury mixed with sorrow. It was a strange mix of emotions.

"No, not if you don't want to talk about it." I said. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"It seems like I don't have a choice." He whispered. It seemed to be like he was talking to himself.

I looked up at him, staring into his emerald eyes. "You do have a choice. Isn't that the whole point in life? Besides, I don't need to know if you don't want to tell me. You can tell me in your own time."

He sighed once again. "Thank you." He murmured, opening the truck door. When his feet met the pavement I thought he was going to head towards class, but instead he turned back towards me. "But, I want to tell you. I want to take you somewhere after school if you don't mind. I'll tell you when we get there." I nodded. (A/N: I wonder if anyone can guess what the place is? If you can good for you, if you can't sorry, you'll find out in the next chapter)

He smiled and walked away. I couldn't help the wide grin that spread across my face.

What was happening to me? I couldn't understand anything going on. All I knew is that I was really excited and nervous, excited because Edward wanted to take me somewhere, where he would tell me his secret of why he never talked. But that's where the nervousness came in. What could be so bad that would make a person anti-social? I mean, I've heard about things like depression and abuse causing people not to socialize, but Edward's too happy—well for him—to be depressed and the abuse thing was definitely not happening. Edward never had bruises on him, nor did he limp or flinch away from people. His parents were too kind, and never threw weird glances at other people.

If those things were out, then what was the matter with him?

I locked the doors to my truck and slowly headed towards my first hour. I was completely unaware of my surroundings while I walked, consumed in my curious thoughts.

I couldn't wait until school was over, yet I was dreading the end because what might be wrong with Edward might not be something I would want to know.


I'll try to update soon. I've got one more week of MAP testing and then I'm done. Yay! Yes I will reveal what's wrong with Edward in the next chapter, I can't wait. Please review they make me happy. :-D