This chapter is the chapter that would not be written.

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EPOV

I couldn't believe Bella was schmoozing with Mike Newton. That vile piece of trash. When I heard the door open late there was a small flutter of hope that it would be Bella, she had to take biology like the rest of us. Then I saw her. In his arms. Looking flushed with that beautiful blush warming her cheeks and her arm around his neck. She said she tripped and how I wanted to believe it, but it was Newton after all. I couldn't control the rage that flowed through me at seeing her in his arms. I wanted to beat him for touching her. Why? I had to move as far from her and ball my fists in order to retain some form of control, how I wanted to just take her into my arms, and erase his touch from her memory. Why? She was startled to see me, most likely due to the fury etched across my face at her willingly being in his arms after whatever it was we shared at lunch. Why do you care so God damned much? I ran out of the room as quickly as I could to avoid a scene. Pussy.

After 5th and 6th hour were done I had calmed down enough to not cause permanent physical harm to Newton and decided to work off the rest of my pent up tension playing some basketball with Emmett and Jasper. We were playing horse on the outside basketball courts when Newton and his 2 lackeys Yorkie and Crowley came up and asked if we wanted to play 3 on 3.

"First to 15 wins?" he asked

"21, Newton, first to 21 wins." I corrected testily.

"Right. So we on?" he asked eagerly.

"What are the stakes?" I asked, wanting to make the game more interesting.

"Stakes?" he asked looking between his friends and me. They just shrugged.

"The stakes, Newton, you know what are we going to wager?" I asked, I was just getting pissed off again.

"Like a bet?" he asked looking at his friends again, they nodded this time. "Oh, ok. Um…"

"I know," said Emmett. "First team to 21 gets to give each member of the team an order they have to follow." He said grinning. "Nothing dangerous of course." He added at the look of horror that flashed across all their faces, they knew Emmett liked to play pranks.

"Agreed." I said, looking to Jasper.

"Ditto" he replied a puckish smile played across his face.

"Only if it's not dangerous and cont lead to being suspended or expelled." Said the pimply one, Yorkie.

We all looked at each other, knowing we would win no matter the conditions. "Agreed."

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"20!" Emmett called out after making the last basket; we were up by 11 points.

"This is game point guys," I said smiling bitterly at Newton.

Mike checked the ball to Jasper who boringly bounced it back. It was just too easy. Mike passed the ball to Crowley who did some fancy spin move around Emmett's bulk, which actually worked in getting around him, but jasper was there so he passed it back to Yorkie who had obviously never played competitively very often. He tried a jump shot that missed the hoop completely and went out of bounds. We let them keep possession since it was such an easy win. This time Crowley checked the ball to me, I passed it back distractedly, there was someone walking down the path near the courts. Bella. I suddenly felt the tension leave my shoulders and chest felt lighter. What the hell was that? I thought to my reaction. She was walking right next to the court when she looked up at me. Why does this silly girl have such an effect on me? That's when I noticed that Emmett was baring down on Newton. He couldn't pass to either of his teammates so he did the stupidest thing he could think of.

"Hey Bella! Catch!" he yelled and threw the ball right at her as hard as he could.

"Bella! Look OUT!" I yelled at her moving my arms so that she would look to the left and hopefully duck. Newton was too busy to see that she was wearing her iPod. She just gave me a puzzled look and pulled her earbud out right as the ball hit. It made a terribly loud PONG against her ear. I ran to her then knowing that it would mess up her equilibrium. She was staring to crumple when I caught her around the waist. I gently lowered her to the ground and moved in front of her.

"Bella? Bella look at me." I said to her. I was so pissed that Newton was enough of a dumbass to actually pull a stunt like that and worried that she would be punch drunk or worse. He could have ruptured her eardrum or something.

Her eyes took a second to focus on mine when she said, "Your face looks funny." In a giggly voice, while tracing a finger down my cheek towards my jaw, definitely punch drunk.

"…OK…Bella, how many fingers?" I said waving my hand to get her attention.

"Fingers?" she asked. I waved my hand again "OH!" She giggled "Silly Bella," she shook her head then looked up at me as serious as if someone died and said. "That's two, two fingers, ah ah ah." impersonating the count from Sesame Street.

I dropped my head and started to laugh. This was definitely a girl I wanted to get to know better.

"She'll be OK," I said to Emmett and Jasper who had come over after ripping Newton a new one while I was tending to Bella.

I walked back over to Newton, not to be denied my own threats.

"My team wins by default for you being the biggest fucktard in the history of the world. My command for you Newton, one team captain to another, is that you stay away from Bella Swan for the rest of her time at Meyer, no matter what."

"You can't be serious," he said looking incredulous.

"I am absolutely serious" I said taking a step towards him, he cowered back "And if you do anything as fucking retarded as that again I swear to god you will be a pile of crying, broken teeth on the concrete, you got me?"

He just nodded.

"As for you two, Emmett and Jasper will tell you what your orders are later." I grabbed the ball from Yorkie's hands checked it to Newton who gave me a questioning look. "Well?" I asked, he bounced it back and I made the last shot from the 3-point line and walked back towards Bells. Bells?

"Now you can't say we didn't win fairly," I said simply.

As I was walking back I saw Jasper talking with Bella and she reached her hand out towards him so he could help her up. He looked at me, I nodded and he smiled helping her up. He quirked his head in the direction of Newton and I nodded. I looked down at her then, feeling this overwhelming sensation to touch her again. To feel that electric tingle that coursed through me whenever my skin touched hers. I could still feel that trail of fire her finger left in its wake down my cheek. She looked up at me then and I smiled.

"Hi." She said in a breathy voice and blushing simultaneously.

"Hey. You feeling ok?" I asked and brushed the back of my fingers across her cheek close to her ear. Her eyes widened in shock but soon relaxed and I felt her lean into my hand just the tiniest bit. YES! I cried inside.

I moved my hand away but she grabbed it and put it back to her cheek, palm side down.

"Mmm. Your hands are cold. It feels so good." She said her tiny hands on top of my own. She has to feel that electricity too. She just has to.

"Does it hurt much?"

"Its buzzing…I don't know how to explain it. You ever have someone body glove you?"

"Ouch" I said in understanding. (A/N: Body glove is when someone slaps a part of your body with their full hand slightly cupped so that it stings on impact and leaves a reddish hand shaped welt behind, almost like being flogged, but by hand.)

"Ya…" she replied, then grabbed my other hand and switched them out. "You feel so good." She said on a sigh, closing her eyes. I tried not to take that to the gutter, her innocence, in that moment, shining brightly.

"So where were you headed?" I asked as she leaned into me hand again.

She opened her eyes slowly staring deeply into mine. I was trapped there in those deep brown pools. She looked at peace in that moment and I tried to commit that moment to memory.

"Going?...Oh, I was on my way to swim some laps." She replied as if there was no pause.

"Swim some laps?" I asked. She didn't look like a swimmer to me. I thought they were taller?

"Yeah, tryouts are tomorrow and I haven't had much practice this season." She replied, letting go of my hand and picking her towel up. I hadn't noticed it before.

"You swim." It wasn't a question but she answered it.

"Yes, I swim. I may not be as tall as the other girls, but I am nationally ranked, thank you very much." She said kind of snippy, it was cute on her.

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I went with her to the pool and watched her practice. She hemmed and hawed about how I didn't need to stay, but I was anxious to leave her alone. She was so graceful in the water. Cutting through easily and making perfect turns. (Well at least to me.) She was nothing short of stunning as she climbed out of the pool. Her hair black with wet and glistening in the light. Her Speedo left little to the imagination about her body and I was trying not to stare at her chest but noticed that her nipples were puckering. She must be cold in the a/c in here.

"Man it's chilly." She said trying to rub away the goose bumps that were forming on her arms.

I could think of a few ways to warm you up. "Well, here's your towel." I said lamely handing it to her.

"Thanks!" she said brightly and wrapped up. Her hands were wrapped up as well and she put then over her mouth to blow on them. Her eyes crinkled in a smile and she sat on the bleacher step below me. "So."

"So." I replied

"What are we doing now?"

Well I was thinking I could take advantage of your lack of clothing and try to seduce you in this nice secluded pool house. "Dunno, I was thinking maybe we could go grab a bite and maybe watch that new war spoof."

"Tropic Thunder?!"

"Ya."

"Really?! Yes! I've been wanting to see it."

"Good, it's settled then. I'll pick you up at 7?"

"7?"

"Well its 5 now, so I was just trying to give you enough time to get ready."

"2 hours though?"

"Is it not enough?" I asked.

"No, come by at 630. That will be plenty of time to shower and change." She smiled at me.

"Really? Well, wow. Ok, I'll pick you up at 6:30 milady," I said standing and bowing. She blushed and giggled at me. It was the sweetest sound. I had ever heard.

"I shall await your arrival, kind sir" she replied standing up and curtseying.

She made to turn and walk down the bleachers but slipped in the puddle that formed under her. I caught her, my arms under hers pulling her back towards me. The force of the electricity flowing through us almost knocked me off me feet as well. I made sure that my balance was set before I put her down. I lowered her slowly, my breath catching as her small body slid down my own leaving another trail of fire in its wake. I held on for an extra second, my arms now resting just under her breasts; I could feel their weight on my forearms.

"You ok?" I asked slowly releasing her from my grip.

"Yes" she said in a small voice. "Perfect" she whispered but I wasn't sure if she meant for me to hear.

"Well it seems the fair maiden is a damsel in distress waiting to happen." I joked lightly.

"And it seems the gentle knight is waiting for the chance to rescue me." She replied.

I hopped off the side of the bleachers, 3 feet wasn't that far.

"Um?" she started but I just held my hands out to her and a shy smile crossed her perfect full lips.

She grabbed my shoulders as I gripped her waist, that tingle was starting to become a nuisance where Little Eddie was concerned.

We walked back to the dorm in near silence, but it was comfortable. It was nice that she didn't try to fill the silence with excess talk, too many people did that.

"Well this is me," she said as the elevator dinged on the 9th floor.

"So it is." I said, taking her hand in mine and brushing my lips across the back of it. "630 sharp." I smirked.

"Uh…um…ya," she said, tripping her way out of the elevator. "See you then."

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I am such a procrastinator. 8 chapters to read and I am sitting here writing this fanfic. You better appreciate it! Lol.

I was jamming out to the new People In Planes album at the end of this, and I have to say I want to have their illegitimate Welsh babies even more now! I love peter Roberts. :dreamy sigh: