I've decided to start adding the last few sentences from the last chapter to the beginning of this chapter in italics as sort of a recap. Sound fair?

I've been doin' some talking with Kiari14 , by the way, and she's helping me with my plotline since it was basically going nowhere. If after this chapter you want to start giving me ideas about what you want or think should happen, send me a private message! I'd love to hear your ideas, and I will be sure to credit.

And oh my god. Longest chapter ever. I like it, haha.

"Now would you mind filling us in on what's happening between you two? I would really enjoy living."

I sunk lower and lower into my seat as they refused to look away from me and at the road.

"Fine", I groaned. "Just take me home first."

The next few days at school were both comfortable and uncomfortable. Comfortable because the familiarity virtually gave me my life back from 50 years ago. It hurt less and less to think of Edward because he was there physically and I was forced to see him at least four times a day. Uncomfortable because I was still feeling anxious about Saturday's trip to the meadow with him. We were borderline friends, and the fact that he walked me from class to class and to the Jetta everyday afterschool made it hard to ignore him and pretend like he didn't exist. It was hard to be mad at him with those burning eyes always dazzling me. I had the strange feeling that he was trying to court me all over again. The thought, unfortunately, only made the butterflies in my stomach even worse, throwing them into a wild frenzy.

Every night since Monday, Christian dragged me into her room and shoved Dylan out. She made me talk for hour upon hour about Edward and I. She wanted to know what I figured Edward would want to happen, what I wanted to happen, what I thought would actually happen or at least eventually happen, etc. I was overwhelmed with questions, and it felt like the time Edward quizzed me for days when we first started to get to know each other. I answered each question mechanically and truthfully. Sometimes she caught me off guard, especially when she asked me about how I felt about him. That was rare though, she knew when to avoid those questions; they were pretty touchy. Most of the time, all we did was gossip about the people at school, or discuss the relationships in the Cullen family. This kept me occupied at nights and I was glad for no extra time to think about Edward.

Friday was spent in a craze, from the morning to the end of the day. The moment I stepped out of the Jetta, Edward came sprinting towards me with a brilliant smile spread out across his face. He seemed breathless and happy when he reached me, offering a hand.

I smiled at him slyly and shook my head. "Nope. Not a chance." Not yet, anyway. He looked down at me with a slightly hurt but determined expression on his face. I was delighted; he still couldn't read my mind.

Once we reached the door to English, I looked inside the classroom to find that Alice was bouncing up and down in her seat with a silly grin on her face. I turned to ask Edward what she was so excited about only to be interrupted by the sudden movement of his arms, sweeping me up and holding me in a tight embrace, placing one hand on the small of my back and using the other to trace his fingers across my cheek. I could feel my cheeks burning (not literally) as he stared me down, seeming to search for something in my large, alarmed eyes. He smiled his crooked smile with astonishment in his eyes before he turned and swiftly walked away. Stunned and dazed, I stood there watching him until he turned the corner. Even then, I stood there for a long time, trying to comprehend what had just happened and wondering whether or not I should have been angry. Unfortunately I couldn't accumulate enough energy or common sense to be angry. I walked brusquely inside and plopped down into my seat, ignoring the smirk on Alice's face from the corner of my eye.

Ms. Turner seemed oblivious to my inattentiveness. I sat staring at her yet not really seeing her, only seeing Edward's magnificent face. I felt my face begin to burn once again at the thought of his hand pulling me towards him and his other hand burning a trail across my cheek. I brought my hand to my cold cheek and sighed contentedly, only to stare at my hand in awe and to bring it down abruptly, hiding both in my lap. Once again, I felt my face flush with embarrassment and I could feel Alice's mischievious smirk reappear on her face from behind me.

Out of nowhere, a folded piece of paper flew onto my desk. I hardly would have noticed if it weren't for the girl sitting next to me. She resembled Jessica Stanley in every way, characteristically speaking. She was sure as obnoxiously nosy as Jessica had been, though I could hardly remember her name.

The paper sat on my desk for quite some time, I'm guessing, because the Jessica-look-a-like ducked her head in my direction and whispered in an unsucessfully low voice, "Are you gonna read that or what?" A few heads turned to look at me.

I glared at her, but she didn't seem to notice. "Yes. Thank you", I muttered.

She smiled a tacky, fake smile, seemingly oblivious to my malice, and flipped the blonde, overly volumptuous hair out of her face. "No problem, anytime!"

I mentally rolled my eyes and grabbed the paper, opening the flap, making sure that the nosy blonde girl couldn't see. It was from Alice, of course.

It read: Bella, I have some good news and some bad news. The bad news? I can't see your future at all. I can't even see your present. I can't read you whatsoever! The good news? I can see Edward's. According to his future, you two will either be a happy couple once again in the very near future, or... I actually can't see the other decision. Which possibly means that you have already made the decision to be with him.

I turned around in my seat to glare at her viciously. She only wiggled her fingers at me diabolically and smiled in a way that only led me to believe that she'd been talking to Edward at night the same way that Christian had been talking to me. I groaned as I spun back around and covered my face with my hands. I had obviously already made my decision. As I thought about what the first note had said, another one flew onto my desk.

This time, it read: I checked again, and nope, I still can't see your future, only Edward's. Darn you and your powers, Bella! And I also think you should know that, looking into my future, I will soon be good friends with your friend Christian. I have a feeling we have a lot in common. And OH, I almost forgot to mention. You will get the surprise of your... existence tomorrow with Edward. He's probably gonna ask you some testy questions, and being the best friend that I am, I just decided to warn you. Consider yourself warned.

I turned around to give her another glare, although this time it was of utter bewilderment. Powers? Huh? Christian and her, friends? I thought the Cullens wanted to kill her and Dylan. And as if the trip tomorrow wasn't already nerve-wrecking, she was only making it worse and she knew it.

I groaned as the bell rung for lunch. Alice danced to my desk with a bright smile on her face as I purposely took my time putting away my things.

"Girls, I hope that this note-passing will not become a daily thing." We both whipped our heads in Ms. Turner's direction. She was eyeing us suspiciously.

"Oh, of course not! Bella was a little... out of it today, so I decided to let her know what the lesson was." Alice said this so confidently and fluttered her eyelashes at Ms. Turner so persuasively that even I was convinced momentarily that that was what the notes were about.

Ms. Turner nodded her head, seeming to understand. "Alice, you were always such a fantastic student. And so kind, always helping others."

Smiling graciously, Alice grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the room to the cafeteria with more force than necessary. Once we arrived to the entrance, I shook her off and rubbed my arm. It felt bruised.

"Alice, what is your problem?" I shrieked at her.

"Nothing. Let's go sit and eat with our friends." She waved at Christian, who gave me a confused look as she smiled nervously and waved back. I shrugged at her and examined the table, looking for a spot to sit. Edward was turned towards me, patting a seat right next to him. There was also another seat open by Jasper.

I glanced quickly at Alice, who was one step ahead. "Even if I can't see your future anymore, you're predictable enough." She laughed as she frollicked to the spot near Jasper. Before I could open my mouth, I found myself forced to sit next to Edward.

It wasn't like I didn't enjoy sitting next to Edward. He was a friend now, or something like that. I just didn't want to give him the wrong idea. What idea exactly? I felt myself ask. I was already aware of my decision to say "yes" to whatever Edward wished, so why was I still hesitant? Was I trying to savor the moment or something? Playing hard to get?

Lunch was spent with me in an uncomfortable, tense huddle. I kept my arms close to me. I didn't want any weird electricity between Edward and I when I could easily prevent it. I hardly looked at him at all and when the bell rang for gym, I ran at human-speed to get changed.

Gym went by too fast, with Andrew Newton being my partner throughout the whole period. He gave me the same sense of adoration as Mike had, and that somewhat comforted me. The more I looked at him, the more he seemed to look like someone else. I couldn't think of who, and it bothered me. As I changed into my normal clothes in the locker room, it dawned on me who he reminded me of.

Angela Weber.

I gasped as I thought of her and Mike, married. Angela Newton... I guess it didn't sound as bad as I'd thought. The more I thought about it, the more I figured it was possible. I could see her in Andrew. It was most likely the reason why Andrew was always easy to be around during gym, why there were always those comfortable silences as we took breaks from playing and walked to the locker rooms after the period was over to change. He was a very peaceful person, just as she was.

On my way to biology, I laughed to myself, watching my feet as I walked.

"Bella!" I looked up to see Edward bounding towards me from the direction of our class with his books in tow.

I eyed him, and he seemed to be a little charged. It made me feel uneasy just looking at him. "Bella, they're doing blood drive stuff today."

I looked at him, flustered. "Okay, thanks for telling me."

He smirked at me, and I was immeadiately suspicious. "And what? I'll just go wait by the car. Edward. No biggie."

"Bella. Take a look outside." I glanced out the window a little ways in front of us, and I could see it was dark out. And inevitably raining.

I frowned. "Okay? I'm like you now, Edward. I can be in the rain without getting sick. I'll be okay."

I began to walk away, and he grabbed me by the waist, pulling me along with him. I could hear him laugh, "Oh no you don't."

Fighting him as he dragged me to the parking lot, I began squirming and hitting his chest as hard as I could muster, trying to loosen his grip on me, but he only smiled and said in a low voice, "Bella. Even if you are a younger vampire, I'm still stronger than you."

I could see students ducking out of our way and eying us like lunatics as we pushed past them. "Let me go!"

We finally got to the deserted parking lot, although he refused to let me down until we reached his sparkly new Volvo. Once he set me down and let go of my waist, I was fuming. "You and Alice are so pushy! You are so moronic and conceided. Once I get my hands on you, Edward Cullen, you will seriously regret it."

He looked up at me, grinning. "Oh, will I? I think I would rather enjoy your hands on me."

I didn't laugh at his idiotic joke, though my cheeks were probably incredibly flushed. "I didn't mean for that to have a double meaning. When I said 'get my hands on you' I meant I would kick your sorry butt."

His grin stretched even wider. "Oh, like the way you kicked my butt when I dragged you out here? Sure. Get in the car, please."

He came to the passenger side where I was, and opened the door for me, notioning for me to get in. I shook my head stubbornly. He sighed, his grin becoming a hard, frustrated line. I smiled in spite of the situation. I knew that I could easily run to my car.

I frowned. And then what? I didn't have the key. And I wouldn't want to have to explain a broken car door to Christian and Dylan, or the rest of the student body, for that matter. Running home became a possible option.

Before I knew what was happening, Edward had picked me up in his arms and shoved me into the car, closing the door behind him. Before I could protest or even open the door, he was in his seat and pressed the 'lock' button. I glared at him fiercely and remembered the time something similar happened 50 years back. I still felt like a drowned cat, and to make it worse, my boots still squeaked.

It was quiet the entirety of the ride and when I side-glanced at Edward, he stared at me with a goofy simper. It was mostly annoying, but I found myself completely thrilled everytime I turned to find him still staring.

Once we reached Charlie's house, his face became serious. "I should walk you to your door."

"No, absolutely not!" But before I could finish, the keys were out of the ignition, his door slammed shut and he was opening mine. I sighed and gave him my hand in defeat. He picked me up from the seat gracefully and held me like a child in his arms as we walked towards the house.

"You know, you are seriously getting on my nerves", I managed to say. He only smiled in response.

When we reached my front door, he set me on the ground. I reached for the door handle, but he was faster. With one hand on the knob, he took his other hand and used it to push my chip up so that the rain was sprinkling onto my face. I knew what was coming.

He angled his face towards mine and brought our lips together. Despite my anger and surprise, I couldn't help but let it happen. And I couldn't help but kiss him back.

Kissing him now was much, much different from kissing him before. His once ice-cold lips were now burning as his lips moved against mine. It was a short kiss, but it was a sweet one and it was enough to baffle me. He ended our kiss too soon and looked down at me, beaming. "I'll see you tomorrow", he whispered.

I watched him gallop happily to his car, and I watched him wave expressively at me from the inside as he zoomed away. I imagined standing there for a while because by the time I snapped out of it, Christian and Dylan were getting out of the Jetta and walking towards me.

It seemed as if I was doing that a lot lately.

I'm starting to really enjoy writing this story, and I'm starting to like where Edward and Bella are going. And wow, did you see Mike and Angela coming? Neither did I, I made it up as I went. I'll be adding THE MEADOW SCENE tomorrow (which Kiari14 also helped me with), and there is a heck of a lot of drama coming, so make sure I get a lot of great reviews. Keep readin' folks :-)

P.S. I notice people are adding me to their favorites/alerts lists, but they don't bother to review! Whuddup with that?

EDIT: Sorry I haven't updated like I planned to! There's a lot that's been going on. I'll be updating much much later tonight though, don't you worry.