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.
