Chapter 7.

Chapter title is kind of lame, but I didn't have anything better for it. I you have a better idea for it, don't hesitate to let me know.

Enjoy.

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Quick summary: Bella is going to boarding school, Edward is the jock player around there and finds an interest in the pretty new girl. Bella is totally attracted to him but doesn't want him to know. Eventually they'll end up together, DUHH, but there's going to be a lot of teasing and fluffy stuff. And of course, of course there will be sexy stuff too (not too lemony though).

The story is All Human. Pairings will be the same as in the series (no crazy JasperxBella or RosaliexEdward, eww). Edward is kind off Out Of Character, since he's a jock and everything, but the Edward we all know is in there too. Bella is not too much Out Of Character. She just loosen up a little more around the people she's familiar with.

I'd be honoured if you'll take the time to read it and tell me how/if you like it by placing a review. Remember, English isn't my first language so you may find some grammar/spelling mistakes.


Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SAGA OR ANY CREATED CHARACTERS IN IT

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Eating buddies

I was one of the first students present in Biology class today. Edward sat beside me and greeted me with a small smile before turning his attention to the teacher. We didn't talk much during the hour and he was being distant. Not unfriendly, but just distant. Like he had something on his mind. His mood brought mine down with his. I wonder what was up with him.
After Biology class I went to Economics and Spanish. Jessica was passing me notes again during Spanish. She interrogated me about how my date with Cliff was. I had a hard time convincing her that it wasn't a date. After Spanish she walked with me to the cafeteria and was chatting again about the latest gossip. It didn't mean anything to me since I hardly knew the persons she was talking about. When we entered the cafeteria, my eyes darted automatically over to the Cullen-Hale table. I saw Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper and Alice. Disappointment flooded through me as I didn't find Edward sitting there. I silently walked next to the still babbling Jessica, over to the lunch line. "So Bella, I was thinking about taking your advice and just ask Mike to the dance." Jessica beamed at me. "That's great Jess, you should do that." "I know right?!" I gave her a small encouraging smile, before tuning her out again. I wasn't feeling very hungry so I just bought a bottle of lemonade. I wanted to go and sit and be left alone. "Edward Cullen is staring at you again" Jessica said, breaking through my abstraction with his name. My head snapped up, I followed her gaze to see Edward, smiling crookedly, staring at me from an empty table across the cafeteria. "I wonder why he's sitting alone today. Normally he sits with his family or just has a lunch date. Actually, I don't think I can recall a time where he would sit alone." Jessica gushed, but I was only half listening. Me eyes were trained on him. Once he'd caught my eye, he raised his hand and motioned with his index finger for me to join him. As I stared at him, he winked to emphasize his gesture. "Does he mean you?" Jessica asked with insulting astonishment and disbelief in her voice. "I think so. I better go see what he wants." I muttered to her. "See you in Trig." I could feel her staring after me as I walked away. When I reached Edward's table, I stood behind the chair across from him, unsure. He was being so distant this morning, it made me confused. But now he wanted me to sit with him?

"Why don't you sit with me today?" he asked, smiling.
I sat down automatically, watching him with caution. He was still smiling. It was hard to believe that someone so beautiful could be real. I was afraid that he might disappear in a sudden puff of smoke, and I would wake up. He seemed to be waiting for me to say something. But I wasn't sure what I could say to him. His mood swings were confusing. "This is different." I finally said. It was different. Until now I've only spend my lunches on the other, the crowded, table. "I think your friends are angry with me for stealing you." he said. I glanced over to the lunch table I normally sat on. I saw Jessica and Lauren whispering with each other while Angela shot them angry looks. Mike, Eric and Tyler were glaring in our direction. Lee and Samantha were busy with each other and didn't pay attention to their surroundings, as usual.
"They'll survive" I said to Edward when I turned my attention back to him. I could feel Mike, Eric and Tyler still staring at us. "I may not give you back though," he said with a wicked glint in his eyes. I gulped. How I would like that idea. No Bella. Focus.
He laughed. "You look worried." "No, I'm not." I said in a small voice. The things crossing my mind caused my voice to shake a little. I mentally scolded at myself and tried to get rid of the alluring thoughts. His eyes showed amusement as he flashed me another smile. My insides turned to pudding. I looked down at my hands wrapped around the lemonade bottle. Not sure what to do now. I cleared my troath. "So ehm… why a change of seat today?", I asked him, and looked up again. He shrugged. "I enjoyed your company at break fast yesterday, so I thought you might as well be my company at lunch." He stared into my eyes. "Unless, you don't want to, of course." As if. "No, no, it's fine." I said quickly. "Good." he grinned.
"So, I've met your sister yesterday. She's in my Art class.", I said, trying to make conversation. "Really?" Edward looked at me surprised. "Yeah, I think she's nice. She's a very optimistic person." I paused for a second. "And very bouncy", I added and smiled at him. He laughed, "Yeah, if I didn't know her so well, I'd think she took an overdose of happy-pills every morning. I bet she's also convinced you to go shopping with her hasn't she?" The guilty look on my face was already enough of an answer and made him laugh harder. "I can't help it that I'm a total push-over. I just couldn't say no to her."
'Well, be aware. You have no idea what you've agreed on.' Edward chuckled.
I groaned and Edward just smiled at me. I really did not enjoy shopping. Sighing, I took the cap of the bottle and took a sip of my lemonade. Edward eyed my bottle of lemonade disapprovingly. "What?" I asked him. "Bella, where's your lunch?" he pointed at my bottle. 'Oh… I wasn't really hungry so I figured I would just buy a drink.' Great. He probably thinks I have an eating disorder or something, since I also didn't buy break fast yesterday. He said nothing. He just shook his head and pushed his plate of French fries to the middle of the table. He kept on looking at me and I realized he was waiting for me to eat some. So I did. When I started chewing on some fries, I realized that now my mood was up again, so was my hunger. After eating some himself, Edward said, 'So. What has my beloved sister been saying about me?' 'Well, actually,' I said, as I thought back to yesterday, 'she hasn't even mentioned you. She just talked mostly about Jasper.' 'She hasn't even mentioned me? Oh I'm hurt.' Edward placed his right hand over his heart and stuck his bottom lip out in the most adorable pout. "Shut up Cullen. I'm sorry to tell, but the world doesn't revolve around you.' I said and threw a French fry at him. He chuckled and continued eating, so did I.

Edward asked me a few questions about Cliff and seemed somewhat pleased that I didn't saw Cliff as anything more then a friend. For the rest we just talked about random stuff.

After lunch we walked to English together. Mike was glaring at Edward, but Edward didn't seem to notice. Tyler looked over to us a couple of times, but Lauren was claiming most of his attention. Mr. Mason handed out the General Prologue of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer. I could hear a few groans coming from the back, here and there. Once everyone had one, and Mr. Mason was behind his desk again, he cleared his throat. 'Today, class, we're going to start working on the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer. I've just handed out the General Prologue, which exists out of 42 lines. The original prologue exists out of 860 lines, but that is obviously to long to treat in class. Now, as you can see, this is written in Middle English. Everyone gets to read one or two lines out loud. Together we'll translate it to Modern English and analyse the text.' Mr. Mason paused and walked over to a small desk at the side of the classroom. He put a cd in the cd-player that stood on the desk. 'I know that some of you are dreading this assignment, but I hope this will lift your spirits.' He threw a quick glance through the classroom and then pushed down on the play-button of the cd-player. Suddenly there was a booming beat pumping out of the speakers and Mr. Mason cracked his neck and loosened his tie. What was he doing? I looked at Edward but he didn't seem to know either. But the answer came soon enough.

'Whan that Aprille, - with hise shoures soote,

The droghte of March, - hath perced to the roote.

And bathed every veyne in-swich- li-cour,
Of which vertu engrended is-the-flour…
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Oh-My-God, he started rapping. I stared wide-eyed to the sight in front of me. I looked at Edward, who looked as astonished as me, and back to the rapping teacher in front of us. Am I dreaming? I mean, this is as crazy and absurd as the dream I had about Mr. Varner and Mr. Richwood… I pinched myself in my arm. Nope. I am not dreaming. Edward recovered from his shock and burst out in laughter. His laugh was infectious and I found myself laughing as well. A few boys in the back started whistling and clapping for Mr. Mason. Soon I had tears falling from my eyes, this was just downright hilarious. When he finished the last line, Mr. Mason stopped the cd and the whole class erupted in an applause, which he accepted by taking a bow. 'All right. Now that I got that over with,' Mr. Mason chuckled, 'I would like to begin. Ms. Hill could you start by reading the first line please?' The girl he meant, I think her name was Lindsey, started reading. She had to pronounce everything the way it was supposed to sound. That caused a few laughs here and there. Together we translated the lines and analysed everything. Mr. Mason gave us no homework, because we would continue in class tomorrow. When the bell rang and students left the classroom, a few people pounded fists with the teacher and claimed he was now 'officially cool'. Edward walked with me to my next class, before running off to his own.

During geography I told what happened to Angela. She too thought it was hilarious.

In Trigonometry, Mike kept on trying to make conversation with me. But every time Mr. Varner caught him whispering and he ended up with extra homework.

Angela told me she was going to Ben after school and that they were going out for dinner tonight. Right before she started to walk away, I remembered that I hadn't asked her yet about the plan for tomorrow. When I told her, she was really excited to meet the boys again, and promised to let Ben know, so he could meet them too.

Now school was done for me for today, I decided I could finally check out the library. I went back up to the dorms and repacked my bag with my homework. I went to the bathroom to freshen up a little and took a snack from the fridge. I flipped my phone open and dialled Jacob's number. After three or four rings, he picked up.

'Hello?'

'Hey Jake!'

'Oh hey Bells, whatsap? Have you asked Angela yet?'

'Yeah, sorry I didn't let you know any sooner, but I forgot. But she's fine with it. So what time do you think you guys will be here?'

'I think we can leave around 04:00, so we'll probably be there between 07:00 and 08:00.'

'Ok, that's good. Well, I'll see you tomorrow then.'

'Yess, see ya tomorrow Bells. Bye.'

'Bye Jake.'

I hung up the phone. I took my bag, now filled with my homework, and made my way to the library. When I reached it, I dropped my coat and my bag in a chair and started wandering around. I strolled by the large bookshelves and read the many titles. Occasionally I would pull one out and read the back cover. Of course there were a lot of school-related books, but there were many many, other books that I would enjoy reading. I made mental notes to myself for the books that I thought I should or shouldn't read sometime. When I was finished exploring the bookshelves, I took a seat in the study area and finished my Spanish and Art class homework. I didn't feel like doing much else today, so it was only 5 o'clock when I left the library. I went back up to my dorm and dumped my bag on the bed. I flopped down on the couch and started zapping through the tv stations. After an hour or so I got kind off bored and decided to check my email before fetching something to eat from the cafeteria.

I went to sit behind the computer and opened my inbox. I got an email from my mom. She asked me how I was and how I was liking my new school. She asked me about Jacob too, since she knows that he's my best friend. She didn't know that he was my unofficial boyfriend, because I hadn't told her yet. I didn't want her to get all excited when we weren't even sure if we would go through with it. I answered all her questions in my reply, and asked her a few myself. How she and Phil were doing, etc.

After I'd send my reply, I read the two emails that my dad and Cheryl had send me. One was asking me about the same questions that my mom had asked me, about school and Jacob.

And in the other, they had added some more pictures and they wrote a little about how they were enjoying Argentina. After I replied to their emails as well, I got rid off the spam in my mailbox and shut off the computer. I put on my coat and started making my way down to the cafeteria. When I was halfway across the courtyard, I saw Edward on the other side. When he caught my eye, I waved to him. He smiled and jogged over to me. "Hey", he said, once he was within hearing distance. "Hey", I greeted him back. "Were are you going?"
"Cafeteria. Angela is eating out with Ben, so I'm just gonna pick up some dinner for tonight." "You're alone tonight?", he asked. "Yeah, guess so." "Hmm," he mused. "You know what? Garrett is also out tonight. Maybe if you'd like to, we could get some dinner together?"

"Yeah, sure," I smiled at him. Wow, we're really starting to grow a pattern here. If somebody comes up to me in 10 years and asks me how I knew Edward Cullen, I would say, "Cullen? Oh me and him were eating buddies back in high school."

"Great." Edward grinned at me. "Well, let's go then." He turned and started walking towards the cafeteria. I walked beside him and together we went over to the line. Edward grabbed two disposable food containers and handed one to me. I filled mine with mushroom ravioli, while Edward got himself some chicken parmesan with penne pasta. After we paid for the food, I got a little plastic bag and put both of the food containers in it. 'Here, let me carry it.', Edward said, while reaching out for the plastic bag. I eyed the big sports bag he was carrying. "No, it's fine, you're already carrying something and seriously, this weights nothing." "I really don't mind, just –," Edward started, but I cut him off. "Seriously Edward, it weights nothing, now come on before it gets cold." I laughed. "Fine.", he sighed in defeat.

"So you wanna go to your dorm or mine?", I asked him. "Do you mind if we go to my dorm? I want to change into something more comfortable." Oh, I don't mind at all, I mentally sang. "Sure, that's fine." I nodded and started walking into the direction of the boys building. When we were inside the dorm, Edward dumped his bag on his bed and fetched something from his closet. "I'll be done in a minute", he said and disappeared in the bathroom. I walked over to the counter and placed the plastic bag on it. I started searching the cupboards and found plates, knifes and forks for us both. I also poured us some drinks. I placed the plates and the drinks on the coffee table. I got the bag from the counter and placed it on the coffee table as well. I sat down on the ground, in front of the coffee table and sipped from my drink. Edward came out from the bathroom and sat across from me, on the other side of the table. He had changed into loose grey sweatpants and a dark coloured t-shirt which clung slightly on his torso. I have to admit, he looked good. Distracting myself, I took the food containers out of the bag and handed Edward his. I placed my food on my plate and started eating it slowly. After chewing on a few bites, Edward started talking. "Have you made any friends yet?" I couldn't answer his question right away, because I was still chewing on my food. As he noticed that, he continued talking. "I mean, so far you've met Angela right?" I nodded. "And Ben of course. And well, you've met me," he flashed me a crooked smile when he said this. I was glad my mouth was empty by know, because I would've probably choked on my food. "And Jazz, Emmett and Alice. You'll probably meet Rose soon too." "Rose?" "Yeah, Rosalie, she's Emmett's girlfriend." "Oh right." He flashed me another smile and continued listing off names. "Well, Cliff too of course, since he's in your partner in Chemistry and he's in your History class. And I guess you know the Lauren-Mike-club too." "Well, I don't really call the 'Lauren-Mike-club', as you put it, friends. Not yet anyway. I mean Lee and Samantha are ok I guess, but they're mostly talking to each other. Jessica however, never shuts up." Edward chuckled. "And Lauren, I don't know, I don't really like her. It's not that she's being really mean to me or something, but she's just being unnecessarily unfriendly." "Oh but Lauren can be really mean if she wants to. Have you heard of her former roommate? The one she had before Jessica moved in. Seriously, I hated Lauren for the way she treated that girl. You know I used to date her?" Edward shook his head. "She pretended to be all nice and stuff, but then I saw how she acted towards other people. She even pulled a stunt on Alice, because she thought Alice was trying to steal me away from her. Once she found out that Alice was my sister, she tried to make up for it, by sucking up with me and with Alice. Of course the damage was already done." Edward shook his head again and took another bite. "Wow," I said. Edward dated her? "Well, like I said… I don't really like her, and I think the feeling is mutual." I said. I shrugged and scooped up another ravioli into my mouth. "Well, if you ever have any trouble with her, just let me know, and I'll take care of that girl. Jessica too, if necessary.", he winked at me, but his undertone was serious. I nodded. "Anyway, how about Mike? Or Tyler and Eric, you get along with them?" "They're ok. Tyler is funny but a little too cocky. Erik is ok too I guess." "And Newton?" Edward watched me carefully. "Mike… Well, he's nice… but a bit annoying." Edward chuckled, "Annoying how?" he looked as if he already knew the answer, but just wanted to hear it from me. "Well, I can't stop imagining him with a wagging tail, he's like a golden retriever, always following me around. I don't like to be rude to him, but whenever I am nice, he just takes it as an encouragement to his persistence." Edward laughed at this. "I just hope his obsession will go away in a week or two." I sighed. "Anyway, besides those people, I didn't really talk much to anyone else out side of class. But I guess that'll all come later." Edward nodded and we finished our plates. When we were done, I stood up and stretched myself. My legs had gotten stiff from sitting in one position too long. Once I felt good again, I got my plate and started washing it in the sink. When I was done, Edward bumped my hip with his and told me to move over so he could clean his plate too. When he had dried his plate off and had put it in the cupboard, he turned to me, "So. What do you wanna do? It's only 07:10." He looked at me and waited expectantly. "Uhm… I don't know?" It came out as a question. It was 07:10. I was in Edward Cullen's dorm. Alone, with him. I couldn't think of anything I could do with him, beside the obvious, which was totally wrong and I wouldn't do that. I looked up to him, waiting for him to come up with an idea. "Hmm…" he tapped his chin with his index finger, as he was thinking. "Oh, I have an idea.", he suddenly said. "Do you know the game of 'stressing'?" "Stressing?", I asked him. "Yeah, the card game." "Uhm… no?" "I'll teach you, come on." He grabbed my hand and tugged me back to the coffee table. I sat down in my previous spot and waited for Edward to return with a deck of cards in his hand.
He said down in front of me and divided the cards in to two equal piles. He handed me a pile, face down. "Ok, so it's quite simple. You hold the pile in your hand, face-down. You lay down 4 cards in front of you, face-up, and I do the same." He started laying down 4 cards and motioned for me to do the same. "You can do this in your own pace. You can wait till I have laid down all of my 4 cards, but you can also lay yours down before me, as long as there are 2 rows of 4 in the end." I nodded. "Now look," he said and pointed at the cards in front of us at the table. "On my side, we have a 7, a 10, a 3 and a 5. On your side, we have a 5, a 7, a Queen and a 3. The colours don't matter here. Now the point is, to cover all matches as fast as possible, taking cards from your pile." I nodded again. He slowly covered the matches of 7, 5 and 3, face-up, with cards from his own pile. "Your allowed to cover up cards from the other persons row. Now as you can see, by covering up the matches, I've created a whole new situation." He pointed at the cards. He was right, by covering up the matches of 7, 3 and 5, he created a new situation with a row of 8, 10, 10 and 2. And a row of 10, a Jack, a Queen and 2.

"I'm covering up the match of 2." He said while doing it. "But as you see, there are three cards of 10. In such a case, or even when there are four similar cards, you can cover them all up." He covered them all up, creating a new situation of two 8s a King, a Jack, a Queen, a Joker and a 5.
He covered the two 8s with a 7 and a 6. "As you can see, there are no matches left. But," he said and pointed at the Joker. "The Joker is the only card that doesn't need a match to be covered up. So…," He covered the Joker up with an 8, "I can lay this one down as well."
I nodded. So far I could understand. In the new created situation, there was a 6, a King, a 4 and a 7 in his row. And an 8, a Jack, a Queen and a 5 in my row. "Now, even by covering the Joker, there are no new matches created. You take your own row back," He took his own row back and put it on the underside of his pile. I copied him. "and you lay down 4 cards again, face-up. As you can feel, your pile as gotten bigger, because I've been covering up cards in your row with my own. That obviously means that my pile has grown smaller. That's the point of the game. You have to cover up the matches as fast as possible and try to loose all of your cards to the other player. The game is finished once one of the players has lost all his cards, that player is then of course the winner." I think I understood. "You got that?" "Yeah, I think so," I said and looked up to him. "Good," he grinned. "Oh, there's one more thing I want to explain. You see these two 6es right?" he asked, pointing at the Diamond six in his row and the Spade six in my row. "Yeah," I said. "Well, sometimes, it could happen that you…," he paused and searched through his pile, "accidentally cover a six, for example, with another six." He covered his Diamond six with a Heart six. "In such a case, your not allowed to consider the Heart six and the Spade six a match, because the Spade six was already a match with the Diamond six from the old situation." "Kay." I said as I processed all the given information. "And, it can also happen that we both spot the same match. Of course we'll try to cover up both of the cards with our own, but if it happens that we're equally fast, than it's allowed that we both try to cover up the same match." Edward motioned me to hand over my pile and he divided the deck of cards back into two equal piles. "I'll go easy the two first rounds, but after that, I will show no mercy," he grinned as he gave me back my pile.
We both lay down our rows of 4 cards, and I covered up the matches. After a while, I was getting the hang of it, but Edward still beat me, even when we were playing really slow. After two rounds, which Edward both won, we started on our third. "Remember, no mercy," he said, with a sly grin plastered on his face. I huffed. I was really getting into the game, so I thought I was at least some sort of competition for him. Boy was I wrong. I stared wide-eyed at how his hands flew over the cards. When I was still busy figuring out which match he had just covered, he was already busy covering two others. Damn it. Unlike the first two games, this one was finished within 3 minutes. Edward laughed at me when he saw my disappointed face. Just wait and see Cullen. I'm prepared now.
We divided the cards back into two equal piles and started the 4th game. Edward was fast but I could keep better track of what he was doing now. I held a card ready in my hand, and while Edward's hand was flying over the cards, I spotted a match that he missed. I quickly slammed my card on top of the other and let out a squeal of excitement. I wanted to cover up the other card too, but unfortunately Edward had already figured out to which match it belonged, and beat me there.

This round took 10 minutes to finish. Of course Edward won again, but I was a little more of a competition for him. Around the 6th game, I could really see why this game was called stressing. My hand was sour from slamming the cards down on the table a little to hard, because of my excitement. Sometimes we paused to make sure there weren't any matches left. During such pauses, the tension of the game would built enormously and my hand would twitch in anticipation.

We were now busy with our 8th game and I was almost as good as Edward now. He was still faster then me, but due to some luck I had now only 3 cards in my hand and he about 15.
The rest was on the table. We were pausing, and trying to spot any other matches. My hand twitched forward once. Suddenly I saw it, and I quickly threw down to cards to cover up a match. This created another match and I covered a part of it with my last one. Oh-My-God I won. "I won!" I cried out in victory and throwing my hands up in the air. "Dang it, I got beaten in my own game.", Edward muttered and he threw his cards on the table. "Ha, eat your heart out Cullen!," I said to him with a goofy grin on my face. I can't believe I won.

"Don't be so sure of yourself Ms. Swan, let's see if you can keep it up." Edward cocked his had and raised an eyebrow. He took the cards and divided the piles. "We'll see," I said mockingly, full of confidence.

At the end of round 10: "Ha, in your face Cullen. Three times in a row. Now you can't call that beginners luck anymore." I laughed at his grumpy face. "Fine. No beginners luck. Anyway, you wanna do something else? I don't feel like playing anymore." He said. "Sure, sure, you just can't take it that I won, can you?" I said teasingly.
"Whatever Bella," he rolled his eyes end started to get up. He stretched himself end walked around the coffee table. He held out his hand and pulled me up. This caused us to stand fairly close to each other and Edward held on to my hand a little longer than necessary while he looked down at me. I could smell his intoxicating scent and I was glad he stepped away before it got me high. Now I was standing up, I felt how stiff I was and I stretched myself and started to shake my legs a little bit loos. "It's only 09:00, would you like to watch a movie or something? Or did you still need to finish your homework?" Edward asked me while he walked over to the counter. "Oh no, I'm done with my homework, a movie sounds good. What did you have in mind?" I asked him. "I don't know, it's your pick," he said while leaning against the counter. "Our DVD's are over there.", he pointed at a little shelf next to the tv. I walked over to it and dropped to my knees to get a closer look. I liked his collection of DVD's, I've watched a lot of them with Jake. Spending so much time with Jacob and his friends, and living with a father, without a mother near, caused me to growing into boys stuff. "Oh! You have Star Wars?", I said when I noticed the DVD. "Yeah, you like Star Wars?" Edward asked me curiously. I pulled out the DVD and got up on my feet. I turned to face him. "Yeah, I think it's awesome and hilarious at the same time," I grinned. "Can we watch it?" I asked him. "Sure, Star Wars it is." Edward smiled. He'd put some popcorn in the microwave and now took it out. He put the DVD in the player and turned it on. He then went to sit down on the couch with the bowl of popcorn in his lap. He patted the spot next to him. Suddenly I became very shy and with a blush on my face, I sat down next to him.
After I while, I was so into the movie, that I forgot all about Edward and the popcorn until he asked me if I wanted a drink. I nodded with a smile, and he got up to get us some cola. After a few sips I put my glass down on the coffee table and I leaned back into the couch.

Something soft was stroking my hair and I heard a faint humming near my ear. I shut my eyes tighter and clasped whatever I was holding a little harder. The humming stopped and the soft thing left my hair and started rubbing circles on my back. "Bella?", I heard a faint whisper above my head. "Hmmm," I hummed sleepily. "Bella, wake up. I think I should get you back to your dorm." I heard the smooth voice softly speaking. "Nu-uh I'm good." I said, barely opening my mouth. I snuggled closer to the owner of the voice and the hand that was caressing my back. I assumed it was a hand. I heard a chuckle and felt the person shaking slightly with it. This caused me to pry an eye open and it took me a moment to realize that I'd had been pushing myself into a chest. Oh. The voice, the dark t-shirt and the scent made the click in my head and I pulled away blushing. "I fell asleep. I'm sorry.", I stated whispering. Edward smiled and smoothed my hair out. "It's ok. Come on, I'll take you back."
I nodded and stood up from the couch. I stifled a yawn as I went to get my coat. Edward had quickly pulled on his shoes and put on his own coat as well. He took my hand in his and led me back to my dorm. It was quite cold outside, but as we walked over the courtyard, I looked up and saw the sky was clear this evening. That made me smile. I always like it when the starts come out. "What are you smiling about?", Edward asked me with a smile on his own face. I pointed to the sky, "The stars." I said.
He looked up, "Oh, that's nice." He said and looked back to me. "I always love to go out at night and just watch the sky. It's fun to search for constellations." He said and gave my hand a gentle squeeze. "Hmm-mm," I nodded.

When we reached my dorm, I held still in front of my door. I wanted to say goodbye here, because I didn't know if Angela was already sleeping or not. "So…," I said, shifting under his gaze. "I had fun tonight." I smiled. "Me too." He said, still looking me in the eye. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" "Yeah," he sighed. We paused. I wasn't really sure what I should do. "Well, good night Bella." Edward spoke softly and cupped my faced with his free hand. He caressed my cheek for a moment with his thumb and then let it drop again. "Good night Edward. Sweet dreams." "Sweet dreams." He released our intertwined hands and smiled before he turned away. I sighed and watched his retreating body. He turned once and gave me a small wave. When he was out of sight, I took my key and opened the door.

It was dark. "Angela?", I whispered. No response. Carefully I shuffled into the room. "Bella?" I heard a groggy voice calling from Angela's bed. "Shh, go back to sleep Angela." I said. "M'kay." It was quiet after that.

I changed into my pyjama's and brushed my teeth before crawling into bed and snuggling into the covers.

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That was chapter 7. Hope you liked it.

I hope everyone got the card game part. I'm not to good with explaining things, but I hope you understood anyway. I didn't know what the game was called in English, but translated from my language, it is called Stressing. The game is really addictive, and just for two players. If one of you didn't get it, feel free to ask questions.

Also. Some of you may worry what's gonna happen with Bella/Jacob, now Bella/Edward seem to have made some progress. Don't worry I've got it all figured out in my head, and it'll work out just fine.

I know it's hopeless, but I'll keep on asking. Make my day and please review?