Sorry it's a little on a short side this time. But it's from Bella's POV. Enjoy!!

Disclaimer: Still don't own it.

BPOV

As we started walking away, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. Edward was the nicest guy I'd ever met. I could tell that Alice and Rose felt the same way about the other two guys, although neither of them would ever admit it.

"We need to start planning our next excursion with the boys," Alice stated. "We could go to the Dungeons or to Benjamin Franklin's house or . . ." Alice was going on and on when Rosalie interrupted her.

"Alice, calm down. You don't know if the guys even want to truly do something. Wait until they call us to start planning." Rosalie sent a small, but not too serious, glare at Alice.

I smiled, knowing that Alice would have every detail of our next meeting with Edward, Jasper, and Emmet planned out before anyone even picked up the phone. There was no stopping Alice.

"Rose, you know they will call. You saw the way that Edward was looking at Bella," Rosalie nodded, "not to mention the looks that Emmet was throwing your way." Alice smirked, knowing she was right.

I felt the color rush into my face. "Alice, I'm pretty sure that you just want an excuse to see Jasper again. Don't think I didn't see the looks you were shooting his way."

Alice looked at me with a small, mischievous smile. "I also saw the looks you were throwing at Edward."

I looked down quickly. I had made sure to look at Edward only when nobody was watching. I should have known better with Alice. She was just smiling, seeing my thoughts on my face.

As we headed home, we all fell into our own thoughts. Mine revolved around Edward. Alice and Rose seemed to have no idea who he was. I couldn't help but wonder if he really was the heir to the throne of England. It would be cool, but who would believe me if I told them that I personally knew the prince of England? I realized that I didn't care if he was or not. He was sweet and kind.

When I looked up and Rosalie and Alice, I realized that I hadn't actually told them that Edward was the prince. It wasn't my secret to tell, though. I was sure that they would figure it out on their own. After all, they both lived here. Surely I wouldn't know something that they didn't know about their own country.

My thoughts of Edward led me to thoughts of that one girl. Edward had said she was the princess of Spain. Tanya. I was surprised at the amount of anger that I felt at the thought of her name. She had been so rude to Edward, and for no reason at all. How could you be so rude to someone who was so nice? I didn't understand at all how she could act that way. A princess would surely act more appropriate than that in public. It was mind-boggling.

My mind went back to what he had said about her. She had gotten angry at him because he wouldn't promise to marry her. My stomach sank. She wanted him, too, and she was much more pretty than I was. I knew that she would get Edward, not me. Why wouldn't she? I had nothing on her.

"Bella, what's wrong?" Alice had stopped walking and was looking at me with concern.

"Nothing. Just thinking about how I met Edward." Not to mention the stupid witch that had acted so rudely towards him.

"And that makes you sad?" Rosalie asked. Rose saw too much, even though she didn't seem to care very often.

"No, but something about it does." That girl. Tanya. My mind sneared her name. I started to explain everything to them about Tanya, but decided against it. "It's nothing, really."

"Oh, alright," Rosalie said with a shrug of her shoulders.

Alice wasn't so cool about it. "No. Not alright. What's upsetting you, Bella? It's not O.K.," Alice demanded.

I just looked at her. It's not my secret, I reminded myself. I sighed. "I'll tell you if it ever starts to matter, alright?"

Alice just looked at me with a look of resignation. She would deal with it. Then she smiled at me. "Ooo, great idea! We could go to Buckingham Palace with the guys!" she squealed.

I smiled, knowing that would be the most interesting, and slightly ironic, event ever.