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DISCLAIMER: TWILIGHT IS STEPHENIE MEYERS. MY IPOD IS MINE. THEY

ARE TWO VERY DIFFERENT THINGS, FOR MS. MEYER OWNS TWILIGHT AND I DON'T. I DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON, OR THE GREAT GATSBY.

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I perfectly put the shirt that I wore today messily on top of my desk chair. I knew it sounded silly that I wanted to 'messily' perfect my room, but could you blame me? EDWARD FREAKING CULLEN would be in my room tonight! I didn't want it to look too messy, but I think I should make it look like an unsuspecting human lives here.

Uncle Charlie walked in while I was setting up for Edward. "Are you cleaning your room? Or are you leaving it halfway?" He joked.

Well, he was half-right. "I just wanted to be able to see my floor for once."

Uncle Charlie looked toward my bookshelf. "Hey, where are your books?"

I followed his gaze and saw the empty spot where my Twilight books and boxed set were supposed to be. "I just didn't want anything to happen to them. Erica will probably steal them from me before she leaves," I offered.

He nodded thoughtfully. "Well, when you're done, your aunt and I are trying to decide what we want for dinner. We're ordering in, but she wants Chinese, and I want pizza. You'll be our neutral vote."

I nodded and he left. The truth was, (though I STRONGLY believed that Erica would take my books with her) I didn't want Edward to see them. Even though it was doubtful, he might notice that I had two of the same book sets and might wonder about it. I felt too lost without any Twilight stuff around me, so I grabbed the first Twilight and stuck it inside me side table drawer.

Then I got a brilliant idea. I went over to my window and closed it tightly. If it was open in the morning, then I'd know.

After, I stuffed my Twilight t-shirt and Edward Cullen poster into the very back of my closet, then went to join my aunt and uncle to decide on dinner.


Unsurprisingly, Aunt Sarah won the dinner choice. After dinner, I went to bed, though I was too jittery about Edward coming in. I eventually fell asleep, though.

And when I did, I dreamt that I was in the baseball field with the Cullens. It was so real, that at first I forgot that I was dreaming. Then Rosalie came up to me and started talking nicely to me, so that confirmed that it was a dream.

We all got so lost in the game that Alice had forgotten to look out for James, Victoria, and Laurent. So they swooped up on us unexpected. And because that the wind was blowing really hard, my stupid hair ruffled and James tried to pounce on me. I looked around for the Cullens and saw that they were all ash, except for their heads. Edward's watched me helplessly. I tried running. Big mistake.

James just pinned me down. Then he, Victoria, and Laurent flipped me over, and their dark burgundy eyes turn coal black. James' mouth just latched on to my arm...

I woke up screaming. I caught a quick movement from my eyes, I automatically looked towards my window and noticed that the once closed shut window was now wide open, letting in a cool breeze.

Aunt Sarah and Uncle Charlie ran through my door, Uncle Charlie holding his gun. "What is it, Bella? What happened?"

I kept taking deep breaths to try and calm my nerves. Now I knew that Edward was in my room, and that he cared.

No way was I letting him go now.


The next morning, I woke up early. After I finished getting ready, I drove to school, calling up Erica on my way.

"What?" She groaned. I smiled at the sound. She never was a morning person.

"What are we going to do when you get here?" I asked, parking into a spot.

"I don't know. You should know Forks better than I do. You live there," She pointed out.

I got out of my car and leaned against the door. "Well, we can go to Seattle," I suggest. "Or up to Port Angeles."

"Maybe. But isn't that the weekend where-" Erica began.

I cut her off. "Shh! Edward could be close by. I don't want him to hear you."

"Right, right," Erica stated. "Well. I guess we could go to both. I want to see how good the shopping in Port Angeles actually is."

"Yeah, me too." I caught Edward walking towards me. "Sorry, Erica. I gotta go."

"Okay. I'll get a a few more minutes of sleep."

I scrunched my eyebrows. "Are you still in bed?" I asked in disbelief.

"Oh, shut up. If I'm going to have a reputation of being late, I'm going to stick to it."

"With you being late everyday since freshman year, I'll be surprised if you don't get an award for it at the end of Graduation," I joked.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Get going Bella," Erica told me.

"Get out of bed, Erica. Bye."

We hung up. By then, Edward was waiting beside me. I turned to him. "Sorry about that. My friend's coming over, and we're trying to figure out something to do."

Edward nodded thoughtfully. "So you're going to Seattle?"

I nodded my head. "Yeah. We need something to do. What are you going to do in Forks?" I wondered. "So, we're going to get out of town."

We started walking towards the school. "So, Bella, I was wondering.."

I cut him off. "If you're going to ask me to prom, I just told you what I was doing," I said jokingly.

He laughed. "No, Bella, you didn't let me finish. Because you two are going up to Seattle, I was wondering if you and Erica wanted to come with me. I was planning on going this weekend myself."

I knew the answer, but I asked anyway. "Why?"

He gave me a look. "Seattle can be a very dangerous place, Bella."

No kidding, I thought, internally shuddering at the thought of Riley, Victoria and the Newborns. "If it makes you happy, Edward, then sure. It might be a bit crowded in my truck, though."

Edward looked at me in disbelief. "Your truck? Bella, I meant that we were to go in my car."

It was my turn to look at him in disbelief. "Are you insane? My car can drive to Seattle just fine."

"On the contrary, I believe that it can't," Edward stated.

"Hey! It's the truck from Twilight! It's fantastic!"

"Twilight? What's that?" He asked, suddenly very curious.

Crap. "Well, it's that book I told you about, the day I told you the reason I moved here?" I wondered. I told him anyway, because I knew he wouldn't give up on it.

"Really? Hmm, maybe I should look it up..." Edward thought aloud.

I panicked. "NO! No, it's a very, girly book. You wouldn't like it," I insisted, hoping that left it at that.

"Fine, Bella. Fine," he consented.

We went inside the school, said our respective 'goodbyes', and head our separate ways.

I smiled to myself. That was probably one of my only conversations where Edward and I didn't argue! I was counting that as a win!


During class, I zoned out the entire time. I was thinking about the conversation Edward and I would have at lunch. That was when I realized that today was the day where the blood testing happened, which meant that Edward wasn't going to be in class today. I internally sighed. So I had to make this lunch day count.

At lunch, I sat with Jess and our friends. I didn't see how Angela was friends with Jessica. Angela was such a pure soul, whereas Jessica...well, my mother always said that if I didn't have anything nice to say, that you shouldn't say it at all. However, it was perfectly fine to think it. So, Jessica could be bitch from time to time.

So it was during Angela and I talked about Harry Potter when Jess leaned over to inform me that Edward was staring at me.

I'd been waiting for this moment since the beginning of the day. I took a deep breath and looked over my shoulder. Sure enough, Edward was staring at me. When he was sure he had my attention, he gave me a mischievous smile, lifted a finger, and motioned me to him.

Jessica's eyes practically jumped out of her skull. "Does he mean you?"

"I guess so," I said slowly.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Angela wondered. She nudged me, and I got up, grabbed my soda, and walked to Edward's table.

"Hey. Edward. Finally changed you mind about taking my car?" I asked, taking a seat across from him.

He just shook his head. "Why don't you sit with me today?"

I looked around. "I'm here, aren't I?" I stated. Then I added, "I'm quite curious as to why you would invite me to sit with you?", leaning over and resting my chin in my hands.

"Well, as long as I'm going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly." He gave me his crooked smile.

"You are just so tortured, aren't you?" I teased him, tilting my head to the side slightly in an attempt at flirting.

"You have no idea..." he murmured to himself. Then he smiled. "...but not as tortured as your little group there. I think a few of them are very upset with me for taking you."

I peeked over my shoulder and saw Mike openly glaring at Edward, and Jessica quietly glaring at me. I groaned. "I don't really care. I don't like them very much, except for Angela. Angela I like. The rest I just tolerate."

"But, Bella, I think that they realize that I may not give you back."

'Will you promise me that?' I asked in my head. Thank God he couldn't read it. I imagined Edward just ripping off Mike, Tyler and Eric's head off. It wasn't a very pretty sight at how fast he did it.

"Bella? Are you alright? You seem deep in thought," he wondered.

I realized that my eyebrows were scrunched up. I smiled. "Did my eyebrows give you away?"

He smiled too, and I was floored at the sight. "Well, yes. But the look in your eyes seem very clouded."

He was staring into my eyes? How could I have missed that? "I'm fine. I'm relieved, really. Thanks for not leaving me with them."

"Friends don't let friends get left alone with geeky people," He commented, smiling like a goof. Aw, how cute!

I tried not to pass out. "Wait, we're friends now?" Edward Cullen was most certainly not being my friend.

"I won't be a very good friend. In fact, if you were smart, you'd avoid me at all costs," he advised.

I groaned. "Edward, stop under minding my intelligence! I'm just as smart as you, you know!" Well, maybe, not as smart. He was 108.

"Bella, of course you are. You just don't have a very high skill of common sense."

"I have enough common sense, thank you very much."

"Oh right, I forgot. It's coordination skills that you lack," He joked, giving me a mischievous grin.

I rolled my eyes. Well, we couldn't all be super graceful vampires, now could we?

"What are you thinking?" He asked.

"All kinds of things," I answered, purposely confusing him.

"That's really frustrating, you know," He groaned.

"Don't be a baby," I told him. "It's not like you can read my mind." I let slip. DARN IT!

"Well, yes, I suppose. It's impossible to read your mind," he agreed.

Ha ha. Since I'd read Twilight, I knew what he meant. He was covering up the fact that he could read minds, and clearing up the fact that he couldn't read mine. Good going, Mr. Cullen.

"I can't read your mind either. So I find that pretty fair, actually." Technically, I'd read about 200 pages of his mind, but I wasn't going to count that.

"Bella, what if I'm not the hero? What if I'm the bad guy?" Edward asked out of the blue.

I smiled. "You said 'if'. And 'if' suggests that you don't believe that. And neither do I."

I looked around the cafeteria and finally noticed that it was pretty much empty. I realized that that was a good time to say something before he said something that would be guaranteed to piss me off. "Shoot! Edward, we better get to class," I said, grabbing my bag. I knew that he wouldn't be attending, but I've got to keep up pretenses, just like the Cullens with buying food.

"I'm not going. It's healthy to ditch class every now and then," he chuckled.

Ahh, I'd always loved that line in the book. "Okay. Well, I'll see you later then, right?"

Edward smiled too. "Definitely."

I gave him one last smile and dashed to Mr. Banner's room. Shoot, I was late. I walked in and sat down. By the time I sat down, Mr. Banner already poked Mike's finger, and his finger gushed blood.

I couldn't help it. I got REALLY woozy and looked away. I put my hand on my head, and tried to breathe in through my mouth. Stupid guy in the accident! Couldn't you have at least tried to not make such a big mess of your face?

Mr. Banner finally noticed that something was wrong with me when I fainted. Yeah. full on 'world went black' fainted. Mr. Banner and Mike helped me up, and Mike led me out to the nurse's room.

On the way there, I just felt like I needed to lie down. "Wait a few minutes, Mike." I mumbled, laying down on the curb.

In my disoriented state, I remembered Mike's bloodied finger. "Mike, put your finger in your pocket."

Mike looked confused, then concerned, then finally did as I asked. He probably thought it made me even sicker, but it was actually for Edward's sake.

Speaking of the vampire, I saw his shoes walking towards me. Even in my crazy state, I knew what my true love's shoe looked like.

"Bella? Bella? What happened?"

I moaned, then the next thing I knew, I was in Edwards arms. He carried me into the nurses office and placed me on the bed.

"She's faint. They're blood typing in biology," he explained to the nurse.

The nurse went and got me a ice pack for my head. I gladly put it on the bump and sigh in relief.

"Bella, are you feeling any better?" Edward asked, concerned.

"A little," I answered in relief. "You had me worried for a minute there. I thought Newton was carrying your corpse out into the woods."

I laughed softly. "Oh, please. I think that your higher on his hit list than I am." Mike came in with another kid, so I hopped off of the bed and walked out of the office. Edward went to talk to the secretary to get us out of the rest of the afternoon when Mike came in with a third sick person, and Edward and I left before I got a chance to speak to him again.

That meant that he'd call me later about the beach trip. To be honest, I was a little excited about meeting Jacob Black. Sure, he was really perverted in Eclipse and he imprinted on my kid in Breaking Dawn (I internally shuddered for a second) pre-wolfy Jacob sounded like a lot of fun. And that'd be the best opportunity to charm the legends out of him.

We started walking towards his car. I knew Alice would take care of it, but I asked anyway. "Hang on, what about my truck?"

"Alice will bring it over to your house," Edward assured me with a dismissal wave.

I knew that there was no point in arguing, so I tossed him my keys and got into the front seat of his Volvo. He got in and turned on his CD player. A beautiful piano piece flowed from the stereo, and I was instantly floored. "Clair de lune," I barely whispered.

Of course Edward caught what I said. "You listen to Debussy?"

I nodded. "I've been playing the piano since I was seven. My Dad thought he was just throwing his money away on my lessons, but my mother thought that it could be good for me. Clair de lune was going to be my next project."

"What's your mother and father like?" He asked.

I thought about it for a minute. "My mom is like me, or so I'm told. She likes to be protective over me and my brother and sister, but she says it's for our own good. My dad's the same way. Although whenever I go on a date, he always gave the guy a really hard death stare. Needless to say, I've never had many dates."

"And your brother and sister?"

I rolled my eyes. "My brother is a complete loser who has no idea what's going on. He likes to play video games, and is always mean to me about my love of Twilight. At the end of the day, I know he cares about me."

"My sister's the same way. She's a kid's teacher, and she got married a couple of years ago. Her husband, Matt, is a very nice and sweet man. But he cannot cook to save his life," I told him.

Then clear out of the blue, he asked me, "How old are you, Bella?"

I looked at him funny. "Seventeen. Why?"

"You don't seem seventeen," he commented.

I smirked. "Neither do you." But that was because I knew he wasn't.

He changed the subject before I could press onto the fact that he was a vampire more. "Does your mother approve of Matt?" he wondered.

I nodded. "She's just happy that my sister as a proper paying job, that, should something happen, she could support herself. And that she's in a happy, safe relationship."

"Do you think your mother would approve of who you chose? No matter who you chose?" Edward asked.

I nodded. "Of course. Though she'd be surprised if I settled down. I can't find anyone to be with. Nobody meets my standards. She always thought I'd have a romance with someone like Heathcliff, or Romeo, or even Count Dracula. As long as I'm happy, she'll be happy." I only said Dracula to see his face. It was priceless!

Edward looked away. "Do you think she'd approve of me?"

I couldn't help it. I blushed. "Oh, yeah. Definitely."

He looked at me and smiled. "Sorry, Bella. But I have to go and pick up my siblings."

I grinned too. "Okay." I opened the door and got out. I poked my head through the open door. "Will you be at school tomorrow?" I knew he wouldn't, but it couldn't hurt to ask.

He gently shook his head. "No. I'm starting the weekend early with Emmett. But promise me something, Bella?" He leaned over the seat, and I leaned into the car more. "Be safe at the beach. You're a bit of a trouble magnet."

I grinned. "Edward, I'm going to the beach. They're will be water there, I'm be bound to slip anyway."

He shook his head again. "Try, though?"

"Sure."

I shut the door. He rolled the window down. "Goodbye, Bella!" he called out.

I waved. "Goodbye, Edward. I'll see you soon!"

Edward pulled out of the driveway, and as I lowered my hand, I realize something.

Erica's coming tomorrow!.

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