Hey! So... after reading the wonderful reviews, I am pleased to present another chapter. Don't worry, I'm already writing the next one so it should be up shortly. Also, so sorry for the typos in my previous chapters... I'll fix them when I get time.

To my New Zealand reviewers: My dad's from there! lol. He's from Aukland. SO...if you know any PoChing's, tell me. We be family, holmes. Aha. Ok, I tried to be gangster...and failed. :D

piratehannlore: I find it amusing that your realization was similar to Bella's. Makes me smile that at least someone relates. :)

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Edward's POV

I had changed my schedule around to match with Bella's. Match up enough so I could keep an eye out on her but not enough to make myself too obvious. When Emmett and Jasper asked about it, I simply said, "School's boring. Might as well mix it up a little." They both nodded and when they thought I wasn't looking, grinned knowingly at each other.

I guess I wasn't that subtle.

Watching Bella in P.E. was like nothing I've seen before. She was hilarious. The determined pout on her lips, the little glare in her eyes meant for Lauren... it was, weirdly, a turn on. Even when her arms went flailing, trying to stop the ball from getting to close to her or when she would duck and then turn towards the team, eyes wide, her cheeks flushed from excitement, every move from her was arousing. And yet, I couldn't find it in myself to want to just take her. Not that she'd let me but still...

That is what I had done with all the other girls. See them, want them, get them, sex them. Almost like a routine, as piggish as it sounds, a routine that guaranteed pleasure. But Bella wasn't like the other girls. She was something more. And Bella deserved something better. Not to be fucked, but to be loved. To be made love to.

Whoa. My head swam as I thought, suiting up for practice. No need to be showing the more feminine side to your manly thoughts. The annoying voice nagged in my mind. Don't go exposing your vagina in public.

I left Bella in the corner of my mind when practice started. I needed to focus and one little thought of her was sure to get me tackled.

"What's up, man?" Emmett slapped me on the back after we ran laps. "You seem distracted."

Damn. And I'd thought I'd been doing so well. "Nothing. Just thinking 'bout the game against La Push comin' up." It was a poor excuse in my ears but, apparently, it was good enough for Emmett as he whooped and started singing 'We will rock you,' the rest of the team joining him. Coach rolled his eyes but didn't object, just kept coaching and yelling at us to hurry our asses up.

Practice was going well until I heard the offensive line talking as we were getting drinks.

"Did you see her in gym, today? The way her ass looked in those shorts?" Newton groaned.

I thought Lauren was, yet once again, the topic of the day so I just rolled my eyes. The girl had no shame. I didn't used to mind. Her lack of caring got us in the back of my Volvo more times than I could count. Her boyfriend? Some other clueless mofo on the team who was screwing girls behind her back.

James laughed. "Nah, dude. I was too busy looking at her shirt pulling across her rack. Swan's got some--" James held his hands out in front of him as he pretended to squeeze. Some other players laughed appreciatively.

My water bottle was halfway to my mouth when I automatically froze.

I turned, ready to pumble James and Mike when I felt hands pulling me back. "Take it out on the field." Jasper hissed, urgently.

I took a deep breath and glared defiantly at Mike and James, them still unaware of what was happening. I turned and nodded curtly at Jasper who I noticed wasn't looking at me but at them, his eyes black with anger. He seemed just as pissed as I was. Emmett was cracking his knuckles, his biceps bulging threateningly.

I was slightly soothed by their reactions and walked to the center of the field. "Break's over!"

Who the Hell do they think they were?! I internally fumed. Talking about Bella like she was just another screw waiting to happen.

Were you so different?

I shook my head, not in the mood for my own mind's reverse psychology. Ha. I'm like a freak'n lunatic in my head. But, the other little sensible, nagging voice in mind was right. I used to be just like that. Talking about girls like they were around to serve their assets to me. I was a disgusting pig. But not Bella. She is different. She is shaping me into someone new and she doesn't even know it. Because of her and wanting to impress her, the true gentleman my mother raised was slowly making a reappearance. Bella had me wrapped around her finger and she didn't even freaking know it.

I stood a few feet away from Daniels, calling, and waiting for the right moment for him to hike. He hiked the ball into my waiting hands and I ran back a bit, watching as my receivers ran, waiting for me to throw. Emmett and more defensive lineman were blocking the opposing players from getting to me. I was supposed to go by the play that was decided but watching Mike right there, just a few yards away...

I hitched my arm behind my head, indicating I was going to throw far, and Mike turned around. My wrist snapped forward and I threw the ball-- directly at Mike. The ball spiraled directly to his neck, below his helmet, above the shoulder padding. It was perfect- and very obviously directed.

The ball fell to the ground as Mike went down. Coach blew the whistle and a time-out. "Cullen! Take a breather!" He glared at me as I made my way to the benches.

"What the Hell was that, Cullen!?" Mike got up, grabbing his neck.

"You weren't paying attention, obviously." The victory dance I was doing in my head was slowly being clouded by annoyance.

"You didn't follow the fucking play!"

Before I could release some more anger, Coach cut in. "Shut up, Newton! And stop acting like a pansy. Your neck is going to be fine! Get back on scrimmage!" He turned to me after putting in our second hand QB. "Cullen, I don't know what just happened but you need to get it together. As amusing as that was, we cannot afford to hand out free touchdowns to La Push this week. Head in the game."

I nodded, mumbling a quick sorry. Though, when Coach turned around, I could've sworn I heard him chuckle at Newton.

It was now that I realized nobody was ever going to be saying shit about Bella without having to deal with the consequences from me. I would stand up for her, defend her.

I freaking love that woman.

Again, my water bottle was halfway to my mouth before I froze, repeating the words in my head before pausing a moment. I slumped back on the bench, my shoulders sagging, brows furrowed.

I love Bella. I am in love with Bella....

....Shit.

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Bella's POV

Seeing Edward in school the next day was terrifying. I had approached my feelings for him with confusion and acceptance... now to just learn how to deal with them... around him.

It seemed as if the whole world had changed ever since I realized I love him. I giggled, repeating the words in my head.

I love Edward. I love you, Edward. Edward, I love you. I felt like a little girl who was having her very first crush. But, truth be told, he had been my very first crush. And now, he was again.

The school felt homier, the halls looked brighter, people seemed nicer. It was as if this whole new revelation was the answer to everything. Everytime I passed him in the halls, I would look at him, feeling the tingles long after he passed. I would be too caught up in the new sensations to notice him stop and turn around, watching me as I made my way to my next class.

It looked like he was now in my English and P.E. class too, never switching from Biology. Biology was interesting. Sitting so close to him, my whole body tingling the entire time. Every move he made it seemed my body followed, tugging me to revolve my moves around his. I would sneak glances at him from the corner of my eyes when we were watching Bio videos only to see him doing the same which result in me blushing furiously as he shifted uncomfortably.

Everything about him seemed to be enhanced. His hair and the strands that would get in his eyes. Edward would shake his head until they were out of his sight. It was cute. His smell. Oh God, his smell. It was-- not even describable. It was just something very welcoming... and very tasty.

P.E. was going to put me in my grave. My attention on Edward only heightened my chances of getting hit with objects and made me more clumsier than ever. We were doing basketball and I was dodging balls like crazy, all while trying to keep Edward in my line of sight. I couldn't see him at one time, looking everywhere when all the sudden I could only see a ball being thrown at my head.

Before I could flinch back, a hand saved my head from a throbbing pain, grabbing the ball away. Edward looked down at me, concern lacing his features. "Are you ok?"

My heart sped up and I nodded, incoherent with words at the moment. He nodded and gave me his sexy, crooked smile, heading back to his friends before giving the ball back to its owner.

"Watch where you're throwing, Lauren. "

Ugh, I should have known.

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"You ready for the game tomorrow?" Alice was jumping up and down in the parking lot.

Edward had got in his car and sped off, but not before shooting a glance our way. It made me curious and giddy all at once. Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, Alice, and I were all hanging around our cars in the school parking lot, making plans for the weekend... and apparently tomorrow...

"Tomorrow?" I didn't understand why Alice was so enthused. She didn't hate sports but she did show clear distaste in their uniform department... Except when the football pants were on Jasper. Those, according to her, were ok.

"Yeah. You and Rosalie are going to be coming over to my house to get ready. I called Angela but she said she already had plans with Ben..." A small smile crossed her lips as she thought of our other friends.

I wasn't paying much attention. "But, why do we have to get ready? It's a football game."

Alice looked at me in disbelief while Rosalie tried to save me from a lecture.

"Alice likes to always look... presentable for every event." Rosalie rolled her eyes at Alice, causing me to chuckle.

Jasper's eyes flashed and his arm went around her, protectively. "Sometimes, she can be a bit naive to the ways a guy's mind works when she's wearing mini skirts."

Alice giggled and reached up on her toes to peck Jasper's lips. "You know I only have eyes for." She sang as Jasper rolled his eyes.

Rosalie wore a wistful smile on her face as she stared at her brother then glared at Emmett. "Nice to know someone's boyfriend cares about their safety of the disgusting animals Forks produced."

Emmett's eyes widened, innocently. "Aw, babe, you know I care. And they know to not mess with me 'cuz I'll mess up that shit. Anything for my girl."

I think even my eyes watered a bit at Emmett's interesting way of being romantic with his words. Rosalie grinned at him and leaned up to whisper something in his ear. Emmett smiled back and kissed her cheek, lovingly. The gesture was simple and sweet... even though I'm positive Roslaie's words were anything but pure.

I thought back to the game and started sputtering as I realized something. "Short skirts?! Alice, it's a football game for God's sake!" I crossed my arms and shook my head, defiantly. "No, I'm wearing my jeans and T-Shirt. You can't make me convert."

Rosalie and Alice shared a look and started to get in their vehicles, leaving me pouting.

"Don't worry, Bella. You'll be hot." Rosalie snickered as Emmett shut her door.

"Yeah." Alice agreed. "Our way."

"My way!" I stomped my foot, sending Emmett in a fit of laughter and he rolled down the window, driving to one side of me. Jasper did the same, so Alice's window was on the other side of me.

"I'm not going to be a slut." I huffed, feeling slightly awkward as I stood in the middle of two cars.

Alice gasped and placed her hand over her heart. "Bella! Is that what you think of me?" She feigned hurt.

I looked down and blushed. "Of Lauren." I mumbled. Of course I had to mention the one person I felt was one of the most major threats to Edward's and I.... non-existent relationship. I frowned.

Everyone took my frown the wrong way and started comforting me at once.

"You're so much better than her, Bella!" Alice yelled.

"You're more than she'll ever be." Jasper assured me when Alice elbowed him.

"She's half of what you are." Emmett grinned.

"I just said that, retard." Jasper rolled his eyes at Emmett from one side of me.

"No, you said, "you're more than she'll ever be."

"Same thing."

"Nevermind, guys." I laughed. "So, game? What time?"

"After school. You can follow us to my house." Alice said, a glint in her eyes.

"Ok."

"Where we going?" Emmett called to Jasper.

"I don't know. You wanna come, Bella?"

I shook my head. "Nah, thanks. I think I'm going to do some homework."

"We'll see you later, Bella." Rosalie smiled.

"Bye, Bella!" They all chorused back to me.

"So, my house?" Jasper asked Emmett.

"Mine."

They stared each other down before, "Rock, paper, scissors!" was yelled from the both of them, like a war cry which was hilarious since there were two big guys playing and trying to smack their hands from their cars... which were a good couple feet from each other.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes, waving, and started walking from between the two cars.

It didn't hit me 'till I got home that I would be going to the Cullen's tomorrow. I was going to be in the same house where Edward lived. The thought sent my heart beating in a frenzy.

Next chapter is the football game. It will be full of smexilicious sexy, smiles, crying (though from who, I won't tell. Heehee.) and whatever emotion that shows up. :D

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