Chelsea says: Okay, so you know those random times I said I would be Edward? Well… this is going to be one of those times, I will more then likely be terrible at it… but what the hay, he had rather a large part in the past two chapters and I decided we should know what's going on through his head.

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EDWARDS POV

I "woke" up early, as usual. I didn't really have much to do, vampires don't sleep… making it virtually impossible to do anything till the humans wake up, till my Cinderella wakes up.

Luckily that happened a little earlier then normal today, 6:30, but that doesn't mean we still…didn't cut it close… though it reminded me, she never got back from that car wash.

Onyxeyes: Cinderella, where were you yesterday? You left me… and then never came back from that god forsaken car wash. I was lonely.

Which I decided was true enough… lonely… that's not exactly a new feeling though.

YaleGirl: I…got distracted. I just didn't feel like talking so I went to sleep. Dealing with family is tiresome.

Onyxeyes: So, I wasn't worth staying up and talking to?

YaleGirl: Oh no, trust me. You're worth…everything. I just, I hate rubbing bad moods onto people, and trust me…I would have.

I am worth everything? If she only knew…

Onyxeyes: Just don't do that next time. Oh. And you're worth everything too.

YaleGirl: I'm glad I'm worth that much ;-) Now…since I am worth that much…how about I convince you into meeting me at the last lunch table on the left today?

Onyxeyes: Haha, no. The dance, as planned, no exceptions. You are worth so much…that I wouldn't want to ruin it.

YaleGirl: Ruin what?

Onyxeyes: Our wondering meeting of course. Elegantly dresses, slow dancing, roses, music, what could be more romantic?

YaleGirl: …seeing you in the lunch room today?

At least she has a sense of humor.

Onyxeyes: Oh, I'm sure.

YaleGirl: Oh, I know you are.

Onyxeyes: I was being serious about the romantic part you know.

YaleGirl: I know, and I was being serious about the lunch thing.

Onyxeyes: Hey, we've got to get going.

We were going to be late… obviously.

YaleGirl: Why?

YaleGirl: OH.

And… she realizes.

YaleGril: School. Heh. I see.

Bingo we have a winner!

Onyxeyes: A bit slow today lass?

YaleGirl: Lass?

Onyxeyes: Just go with it, I remembered the word from a book I just read. Seemed to fit.

YaleGirl: All…righty then. I'll just talk to you later today.

Onyxeyes: Probably sooner then you think.

The last bit I added… only because we would see each other, would we realize who the other was? No… but see? Yes.

I arrived at school, late, even with my speed driving skills… what can I say, I'm a vampire… fast reflexes… and driving is what I do. That's when I noticed the girl that I'm partners with in drama, she was late to school too… though she seemed to be making no effort on getting out of the car. That was when the lovely knowledge of her being in the same science class dawned on me.

I decided I might as well walk over… see what's wrong. Otherwise… that would be rude of me. I started walking over and her scent hit me, again, I hadn't realized the other day how strong it actually was. Thank god I ate yesterday, I thought as I stepped next to the car. She didn't seem to notice me, so I decided to make myself known, "Having some trouble?"

Her head slowly turned and I realized she was surprised, her response to my presence wasn't exactly award winning, "Uhh...I...ehh…"

"I'll take that as a 'yes'," I responded and held out my hand, you are crazy, I thought. Why in the world would I offer my hand to one who smells so delicious? I noticed she hadn't made a move to take my hand, "Uh…are you okay?" I offered… noticing how hesitant she was.

"Oh yeah…" she replied, obviously at a loss for words, but she still took a hold of my hand and I lifted her out of the vehicle.

"You know, we're only about five minutes late, I bet our teacher would let us in if we use locker issues being our excuse," She nodded then let go of my hand as soon as she seemed stable, and I felt myself longing for the same warming sensation once again… but refrained from making any sort of comment, that would have been bad. But suddenly her smell got stronger; I noticed the blush in her cheeks and I smirked. Apparently I'm not the only one who enjoyed the contact. "Well, we should go." Again, she nodded and followed close behind me till we reached our science class.

"Mr. Cullen, Ms. Swan, where have you been? Class started 5 minutes ago. Without a pass I'm sorry, you're just going to have to leave the class and bring a note from your parents tomorrow explaining why you couldn't make it to a 7:30 class." I just nodded and looked at the teacher with confidence, this wasn't the first time I had to put on "the charm" and it honestly wouldn't be the last. I glanced back at Bella, her name finally coming back to me, noticing her nervous expression.

I used the exact excuse I told Bella I would use, the lockers. "I'm sorry… Ms. Jurak, Bella's locker was jammed…and I wanted to help. It still wouldn't open, so I helped her look for a janitor…that didn't work either so we decided we'd look later." I looked Ms. Jurak in the eye, knowing she would believe me… there was no doubt, she felt as if I was telling the truth, even if she wasn't truly sure. She just nodded and we both went to our seats.

As I sat down I pulled out my notebook just hearing a couple words of the conversation Bella was having with the girl next to her, "…your locker, you… don't talk… is going on?" The girl, whoever she was, seemed clearly agitated. At that point it seemed worthless to even try and hear Bella's response, so I returned to tuning out everyone and everything… except for Bella, trying to get to her thoughts… which seemed to have escaped me yesterday.

The results were, impossibly, the same. It seemed as if she never thought anything… she seemed… conflicted through her appearance anyway, doesn't matter… I just want to fix whatever this damn problem is.

Sooner then expected the bell rang and everyone started to exit the room. Bella was slower then normal so I decided to walk over… before I realized what I was doing I arrived next to her, giving a blank stare. She seemed startled realizing my presence and looked up with a confused expression… not understanding why she looked confused… the gaze was returned, confusion and all. That's when she decided to stand and walk away… not that I moved or anything, I just watched, wondering why she seemed so different, why I was unable to read her thoughts… why she was able to evade me.

As she stepped out of the room I was able to hear her conversation outside, seems like she broke off a date with the new kid, who could blame her? He seemed rude, arrogant… let alone very territorial… not that, if I was ever able to get a girlfriend considering the circumstances, I wouldn't be territorial… I'd probably be worse, I'm indestructible.

The rest of my classes were a blur until lunch. Because I refuse to eat human food, what could would it do me anyway; I decided to wait out the 45 minutes in my car. Bored, as per usual, I decided to check up on my Cinderella.

Onyxeyes: So, how's your day?

YaleGirl: It's okay I guess. I was late to class, English was great, but…I guess. Oh never mind.

Something…was very very wrong.

Onyxeyes: No, spill. What's wrong Bulldog?

YaleGirl: I guess…I feel as if I don't have a purpose. Everything is catching up on me… all my life it's been "get to Yale" "get to Yale" "get to Yale" one track mind… now that I'm thinking about everything… I wonder if it's really what I want.

Onyxeyes: What brought…this on?

YaleGirl: Family, friends, boys, people, everything.

Onyxeyes: Am I included in that "all"?

YaleGirl: Yeah. I'd think so. It's just. I want to see you. Meet you. Hug you. I want you to tell me everything will work out, everything will be okay. But in a text message or e-mail doesn't count. Person is better, and will forever make everything better.

Onyxeyes: Cinderella…

YaleGirl: Never mind. Forget it. I'll talk to you later.

I sat there for a moment, soaking in all the information spit at me. Sure I don't want to see her in person, yet, I never said that it would never happen… just it's postponed until a week or so. She's everything to me… why in the world would I, hurt...never… my thoughts and her thoughts were not connecting... the normal Cinderella I knew… was going through something. At that moment… I knew we had a bond, love.

Onyxeyes: Cinderella…I…am so sorry. I want to help, but I refuse to meet you before the dance. I know this may hurt you, but, I feel as if it is needed. I do not want to meet under any other terms… do not worry, I do love you for you… and no one else, no matter what you think, just remember I am here in spirit.

And... of course I told her, what else would I do?

Onyxeyes: See you in class ;-)

Soon after the bell rang and I headed to class, faster pace then normal, I was hoping that I would be able to hear the thoughts of the girl I had fallen in love with, even if it's cheating. I, of course, I arrived to class much sooner then the rest of my class mates. I was sitting with my head in my hands as Bella walked through the room. I visibly stiffened and turned to look at her. She noticed… and blushed slowly walking over to the desk.

She must have forgotten the "sitting" part cause she just stood there, looking at her shoes, afraid to look up. "Well are you going to sit, Bella?" I said with an amused look on my face.

"Oh yeah," she muttered, she had just realized she was still standing, her blush getting brighter. I looked away before sensing movement; her head turned and looked over her shoulder, then facing the front again. I then, mimicking her movements, looked over my shoulder, studying the scene. Not seeing anything of interest, I suddenly became curious.

"Who were you looking for just now, Bella?" I gazed at her with curiosity.

"Nothing really, just… a habit I suppose," I could tell there was a bit more to it behind that statement when she decided to make her pencil look like rubber.

"What…are you doing?" I tried not to sound annoyed, more cautious… attempting to avoid a fight of any sort.

"Making my pencil look like rubber," I gave her this ridiculous look, I know there is more to it, I thought bitterly. I then noticed an obvious change in her facial expression.

"What are you thinking?" I was honestly curious… she seemed to have mood swings… very… easily.

"Just about how today you're so chatty compared to your 'as quiet as a church mouse' stance on life yesterday," she replied.

I had nothing to say, she was quiet right, hit the nail on the head, 'BINGO' you could say. There was no excuse for how I acted yesterday, other then if I spoke too much, inhaled too much of her scent… she probably would have been killed. But all that, is obviously, beside the point. "Yes… forgive my actions yesterday, I wasn't feeling very well," I started, then remembering her comment about having to touch during out performance. "And see," I said, "There will be no problem with the 'touching' as you put it yesterday, I am completely composed." Ouch, I hadn't meant to actually use the word "composed" it made me sound like a freak… not that I'm not a freak I just mean more normal then one who uses the word "composed".

Those thoughts though, they literally left as I lifted my hand to her arm, and pulled them across her skin, again noting the soothing warmth of her skin. After that moment, the teacher, ironically, started to teach. Throughout the period I would steal glances at the girl Bella, again attempting to get into her brain. What makes her "tick"? Soon enough she realized I was staring at her, and blushed, again. I'm becoming to like the blush, I thought softly. She then returned to her less then satisfactory notes… and tried, but wasn't succeeding at concentrating… and I knew I was the cause.

The class was coming to an end; we only had 5 minutes left and the teacher let us have it. That's when it struck me, I never asked why Bella was late today, I was going to find out. "Bella?" I asked… somewhat distracted, I never did figure out how to hear her thoughts.

"Yeah?" She answered, annoyed it seemed.

"Why were you late today?" I asked, hopefully I would get a straight answer.

"I had been talking to my friend on the computer… I didn't even realize it was too late till he told me after that I just kinda dashed out the door. There was terrible traffic or I swear I would have gotten here on time. I should thank you by the way," I had only half listened to her answer. I stopped after "he". Talking to a friend on the computer is normal, but… "he" and… them both being late to school, same day… because he was talking to a "she" and "he" reminded her… and it fits perfectly. Then she continued, "Without you, I would have been out of the science class today… Fiona wouldn't have cared… but I would. Why were you late?"

For once, I had no idea how to answer. The truth was not for him to tell, yet. It all makes sense, he thought, no wonder I was never able to figure out who the girl was, the girl I've been looking for… is the only one I can't read… the only one with her mind barred from me… she is my only weakness. I decided to lie, "Oh. Woke up late," it was a poor and obvious lie… she could see it.

Just then, thankfully, the women in the office came over the speaker, "Would Austin Ames please come to the main office." The bell rang, and I took my exit… heading straight to my car to digest next to everything.

What was I supposed to do? I already knew, though she had no idea… what was I supposed to do? I guess I'm lucky, I had a strong enough attraction to her… even before she came to be my Cinderella… her smell is intoxicating. But, the question… the real question is "will she love me… even though I'm a monster?" Though I know I will never harm her… what if she doesn't believe me. What if, what I am, who I am, isn't what she expects? I can only take so much… it's just. I can see, in Bella's eyes, she's attracted to Edward. And from what I write and what she writes… she's attracted to Prince... but what about both… together at once?

So much to digest, I couldn't take it… I pulled out of the school parking lot… taking a quick drive before last period, still thinking it all over. The music had been so loud that it had completely erased all thoughts… and blocked out all other's thoughts. All it was at that point was me and my music.

At the point of arriving back the god for school I sat with my head against the steering wheel, still thinking of what the next step was. Maybe finding out was harder then I expected it to ever be, I thought bitterly. Either way, I was going to give it a try, make her fall for the Edward she sees every day, that way… when the two men are molded together in front of her for the dance… she hopefully won't freak.

I raised my head slowly, looking into the school building realizing that the period was almost over. Bella had been released from her gym class, and was sitting with her head in her hands at the table.

I decided I wanted to talk to her, other then in class. As I arrived to her private table I announced myself, somewhat rudely, "Something wrong?" The way she reacted it was as if she had already known it was me.

"No, nothing is wrong Edward," she replied and then proceeded to put her head back in her hands.

"Could have fooled me," I retorted, and sat down across from her.

"…Edward what do you want?" For you to love me, I thought.

"What's wrong? Just answer the question."

"Nothing Edward, leave me alone." But of course, I knew something was wrong… there was anything but right here. She was pissed, tired, and confused. I could see it, hence why I no longer pushed for anything else. Soon enough the bell rang, signaling for next period, which, I decided to skip, again, because I still had figuring to do.

I once again reached my car, this time just sitting and staring. How can I get the girl to fall in love with both of me? Which both are just me… but online? I didn't have much time to think, right after classes started Bella was already walking down the sidewalk.

As she walked down the road I cautiously stepped close "Bella…" I said softly, "You look as if you've seen a ghost… you might as well be one actually, you're so pale."

She then let out a dry chuckle and collapsed on the ground. She had been in her Spanish class, I know the much. But soon I was informed that a kid had sliced his finger open… and Bella couldn't deal with the smell of blood. If only she knew how sweet her's smelled… she might change her own opinion.

"You should get to the nurse… lay down on a cot or something," I said in an, almost, sweet voice.

"But… I don't want to move…"

"Too bad, you told your teacher you were going to the nurse, that's where you're going." I then picked her up, her scent intoxicating as ever. What she did do, I never expected. She cuddled into my embrace, into the crook of my neck. She honestly had no idea what affect she had on me, and it would stay that way for a while.

We soon arrived at the nurses, receiving a rather "cold" greeting, "What's wrong with her?"

"Nearly fainted from the sight and smell of blood."

"Lay her on the cot then. Is your teacher expecting you back then? There is nearly only 10 or less minutes left in class."

I then put on my charm, "I was instructed to stay with her so that when she was ready to go back she would be okay in case she decides to faint again," I didn't want to leave Bella's side, no matter how cheesy that sounds.

"Well then, here put this on her forehead," the nurse instructed.

Bella's eyes were closed; she seemed to be asleep, almost. I then absent mindedly started stroking her hair, it was soft, and beautiful. It let me linger in my own thoughts… my own ideas. How would I ever get this beautiful creature to love a monster? It just didn't seem possible. That was when Bella slowly opened her eyes, our eyes locked. I then slowly stood up, offering her my hand, this time taking it willingly and stood. She didn't have the greatest balance, still wobbly, and almost fell over. If I hadn't been there… she would have. "Little clumsy aren't you," she blushed at this statement, and straightened herself out. "She's ready to go," I addressed the nurse.

"Then you two head back to class, though, you'll probably get there just as the bell rings," right after she said that… the bell did ring. "Oh never mind."

"Let's go," I stated, and walked out of the room. "Will you be okay… getting back to class on your own that is?" I decided I needed to breathe… more oxygen was needed… or more animal.

"Oh… yeah sure," she answered, less then confident, it made me worry. I couldn't just leave her in the condition she was in. I then gave in and grabbed her hand and took her back to the Spanish class room.

"How did you… why were you…" the two questions that I had expected… and only one I truthfully wanted to answer.

"You had your Spanish stuff with you after gym, that's how I knew." She then walked right into the classroom; I was surprised that I even waited there by the door for her to come back out. When she came back… she looked me directly in the eye… scanning me for more information.

"Why weren't you in class?"

"Its health to ditch every once in a while," I stated and with that I walked away with a smirk on my face. Maybe this won't be so bad after all… I thought amused. I then proceeded to head to my car, a long night was a head of me, and I couldn't wait to talk to my Bella Cinderella.

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Chelsea says: Okayyyy Edward is sooo hard to write. You all have no idea, except those who have written in his point of view… which most of you have. Anywayyy. I actually love this chapter to pieces… I think I did a pretty good job. It's longer then the last two, so huzah.

Anyway. READ AND REVIEW. You were shy of two reviews last time… I wanted to write so I gave it to you ; you know you're happy.

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That's just 12. I have many of you who have put this on alert, and many who have favorited I should have like… 30 reviews per chapter because of those statistics… but I don't and I live. Just please review.

Okay. So yeah. I really hoped you enjoyed it!

Keep telling me MAXIMUM RIDE or SPIRITED AWAY. Which one should I write next?

Sound track:

"Once In Every Lifetime" by: Jem

(Don't ask whyyy I just love the song, and some of it seemed appropriate, or at least the song title)