Scene Seven:

Int./Bella's Room/Night

Edward is sitting on the side of Bella's bed and humming a song. Bella turns over in her sleep and begins to mumble.

Bella: I don't want to.

Edward: leaning towards her. What don't you want to do?

Bella: moans. Please, no! Don't make me.

Edward: begins to look slightly concerned I'm not making you do anything, love.

Bella: Don't force me. Begins to toss. I can't…please!

Edward: puts his hand on her forehead. It's okay, Bella. I'm here.

Bella: No, pushes him away clumsily. I can't. You can't make me take it.

Edward: looks frustrated. Who is making you do what?

Bella: I…can't…don't want to…no…please…I don't want…

Edward: Bella!

Bella: I'm not ready yet! I can't do this, Edward.

Edward: A look of comprehension and horror spreads across his face. Bella, you don't have to choose this life.

Bella: I can't go through with this. It's just too hard…I need more time! I have to get ready…there is so much to do before…

Edward: Shh, love. You will have more time. Don't fret.

Edward begins to hum and Bella's mumbled die down until she is silent.

Next Morning:

Edward: Rise and shine, Bella. It's time for school.

Bella: Moans. I don't want to get up for school. I'm so tired.

Edward: Tired? Places his hand to her forehead. Are you sick? I can't tell if you are running a temperature because you are always warm to me.

Bella: No, I'm fine. Sits up and rubs eyes. Just tired.

Edward: You normally aren't tired in the mornings. What's wrong?

Bella: I dunno. I suppose that I just had a bit of a restless night.

Edward: grinning. Me too.

Bella: smiling Yeah. I bet you did.

Edward: suddenly looking more serious. Bella, what were you dreaming about last night?

Bella: Why?

Edward: You were talking again.

Bella: covers her mouth Oh, no! What did I say?

Edward: You said…well it seemed like you didn't want to go through with me biting you. And Bella, before you protest…I want you to know that I am fine if you choose not to. Better than fine actu-

Bella: covers his mouth Edward! I wasn't dreaming about anything to do with biting, and my opinion hasn't changed on the matter.

Edward: confused What were you dreaming of if not being changed?

Bella: blushes Math finals…I forgot to study.

AN: I suggest that you reread the dream part and think of it as math finals coming up. Whatever though…you are prob. Busy.