I am so so so sorry for the delay. I have this competition coming up called the We The People competition and its all about the Constitution and American government and it is extremely hard to prepare for. I've been working so hard for that and I apologize that I haven't update. The actual state competition is March 1st (the day before my birthday, ugh) and then if we win that, we'll be going to Washington D.C for the nationals for a little while. Exciting, but very very time consuming.

The phone continued to ring in my ears. my shaking hand clutched the receiver by my bed. I could only pray Edward hadn't mentioned me to his aunt or uncle.

"Please, please pick up." I whispered, breaking the tense silence in my room.

"Hello?" I finally heard a voice on the other line. I immediately recognized that it belonged to Mr. Anderson.

"H-hi Mr. Anderson, it's Bella Swan."

"Bella!" I could practically hear the grin in his voice. "How've you been? We haven't seen you in so long!"

I laughed to myself. Well, Mr. Anderson, your wife almost caught me in your nephew's room recently! "I've been good, thanks. And speaking of seeing you guys... you know how my mother and step-father will be on their honeymoon moon?"

"Ah, yes." He murmured. "Tell them I said to enjoy themselves."

I silently wondered when the last time Renée had spoken to them was. Since Phil had come along, she was spending more and more time on him. The last time she went out was to welcome Edward and help him unpack. At that point, her was home alone. Renée used to be so close to the Andersons and now they had gone months without contact. They seemed to have drifted apart as Alice and I had.

"I'll tell them you said so." I paused for a minute, chewing on the inside of my cheek.

I sighed loudly and decided to get it out of the way. "Mr. Anderson, I have a question to ask you."

-

I had no idea as to what I was doing. Had I gone mental? The voice in my head told me I had. Why else would I be sneaking out in the dead of night? Only for Edward, the voice sighed, only for Edward. I jumped from the window, which was thankfully very close to the ground or I may have never gotten out. The flashlight batteries seemed to be dying, so I saved the energy while I still had some moonlight. I sprinted across the front lawn, my feet frozen from the dew on the blades of grass.

The dim streetlights ahead of me cast eerie shadows across the walkway, causing me to pick up the pace. My thin shoes made it so the hard-top was felt sharply beneath my heels. Couldn't Alice had left me with at least on pair of practical shoes?

I finally reached the house, out of breath and scared as hell. I picked up the nearest pebble and chucked forcefully it at the window. The whole idea seemed cliché, yet twisted in a certain way. It certainly wasn't traditional for the girl to be at the window.

Surprisingly, appeared quickly, obviously having been awake the entire time. His window flew open immediately. "Bella? Is that you?"

I nodded my head.

"Bella?"

"Oh! Yeah! Sorry. I forgot you couldn't see me nod." I blushed as he laughed.

"I'll be down in a minute." And he disappeared from my view.

He returned with the rope from the back of the closet in his hands. "Get ready to catch me if I fall!" He joked.

I laughed quietly. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be. Which means you should be prepared to hit the ground if you let go."

He chuckled as he climbed down. "Its okay. It's the thought that counts anyways. So what brings you to my window at this hour?"

I rocked back and forth on my heels. "Oh... no reason, really."

He grabbed the flashlight from me and shined it in my direction, careful to make sure I wasn't blinded by the light. "You're such a bad liar."

I grimaced and turned away from him. I was afraid to tell him I the news. Would he think I was getting too close, too fast? My heartbeat sped up. I never took all of this into consideration. What if he thought I was creepy?

He took my chin gently and turned my face toward his. I lowered my eyes to the ground like the coward I was. "So I hear you're sleeping over?"

My head shot up. I couldn't see his face, so I swung the flashlight around to face him. His eyes were bright with excitement. "You knew!?"

He laughed loudly. "Of course. My uncle told me right away."

My eyes widened. "Please tell me..."

"Tell you?" He hedged.

"Oh no, Edward!" I cried. "I'm not going to be able to sleep over because my mom thinks that we don't know each other and since you told your uncle that you know me then my mom will find out from him since they have to set up the plans together and then my mom will get furious and think I'm a liar and she will think I've been sneaking out and sleeping with you but really I just never actually told her for some strange reason and it worked out well but now since I never told you not to tell anyone she's going to ship me off to Charlie's and I'm never going to get to see you again!"

I could feel him shaking beside me. My heavy breathing took a minute to slow and I realized he was laughing at me. Laughing. "What could you possibly find so funny about this?"

He took a minute to relax and put on a straight face for me. "Bella, I honestly didn't catch any of what you just said."

I ground my teeth. "Did you tell your aunt or uncle that you know me?"

"Are you kidding me?" He replied. "They would think we would do inappropriate things while you were here."

I threw myself at him and hugged him tightly. "Thank goodness. You're the best, Edward."

He wrapped his arms around me. I could feel him grinning as I squeezed him tighter.

I could feel him shiver against me as the wind picked up and whipped my hair around us. "Should we go inside?" He whispered as I let him out of my grasp.

My eyes shot back up to his window and the rope that was now on the ground. "Impossible. We'd have to go to my house."

I grasped his hand and began running down the side walk. He easily kept pace beside me. "Are you sure we won't wake you're parents?"

I slowed down as we approached my lawn and put my hands on my knees to catch my breath. "Positive."

I hurried over to the window and tugged on the frame. The old window squeaked as it opened. My room seemed to be as dark as midnight. I could faintly make out the image of my bed pressed against the wall. Edward moved aside to help me climb in. I felt his hands grasp my waist as I slid through the opening. His hands slid down to my ankles as put my hands out from falling on the hard floor. I let out a yelp when I finally dropped. Edward followed behind me with ease.

"Where is the..." I spread my hands out and felt around blindly.

"The what?" Edward whispered right behind my ear. Frightened, I spun around quickly hitting something and knocking it over. We froze as we heard the glass smash on the floor.

"Shoot. Don't move." He ordered. I could feel him bending down to pick up the shards carefully in the dark.

"Edward. I think we have to- " I paused and heard foot steps down the hall way. "HIDE!"

I stepped back away from where the glass should have broken pulling Edward with me. I quickly felt what seemed to be my comforter and threw him under it, covering him from my parents. "Don't say a word."

He lay still beneath the fabric but I could still hear his heavy breathing.

The footsteps got closer and finally the light flickered on. "Bella? Bella?!? You okay?" In the doorway stood Renée, her hair a mess and her eyes half closed. I quickly looked towards my bed and saw the completely noticeable lump of Edward under the blankets. I frantically threw myself on top of him in a sad attempt to keep her from noticing.

"Yeah... that figurine fell over there."

She rubbed her eyes and gasped as her vision grew clearer. She shuffled over to the mess in her pajamas. "Oh, no! Not the sculpture I made for you at the art class! Oh Bella, how did this happen? Gosh. I'll have to clean this up..." She muttered to herself.

She shuffled back out of the room to get the broom and dustpan.

I rolled off of Edward and lay beside him. He pulled the blankets down away from his face and smirked at me. "Sorry." I frowned.

He shook his head chuckling. "I don't mind."

"Just a little longer." I covered him with the blanket and rolled back on top of him again. It was actually quite comfortable with him laying on his back, and me laying on my stomach on top of him. We sort of fit together nicely.

Renée came stumbling back into the room, obviously only half awake. She began to sweep up the glass as she turned to me. "You could help, you know."

I bit my lip, not wanting her to notice what I was hiding. "Umm, I can't mom... my legs are asleep and I can't move them."

She finished picking up the glass and put it in a plastic bag to dispose of. With a look of suspicion in her eyes, she walked over to me. "Can't move them, huh? That's not natural." Her eyes narrowed. She was definitely fully awake now. I thought maybe she could hear my heart pounding in my chest. "Get some rest, Bella." She flipped the light switch, shut the door and left.

I waited a minute before breathing a sigh of relief and rolling myself off of Edward. I reached over him and turned the lamp on so we could see each other.

He sat up cross legged as I did the same beside him. Instead of resisting the urge, I leaned against him, laying my head down on his shoulder. "This is nice."

His arm wrapped around me. "I agree. Sneaking around like this certainly is entertaining."

I looked down at my patterned blankets. He had clearly misconstrued my words. I was referring to our current position, not the games we were playing with our families. I quickly shook my head to rid my self of my thoughts.

"So, listen. Make sure you don't mention me or anything, got it? And when we meet in front of our families make sure you pretend like we've never met."

He sent my heart into a frenzy as he put his lips to my hair. I could faintly make out the murmur of his voice as he spoke. "I hope this works." He slid down under the covers, laying down with me still in his arms.

I sighed contently and closed my eyes. "God, so do I."

I apologize x100000000 again. I hope that was a worthy chapter :/

By the way, Happy Vacation! (to those of you on February vacation this week)