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A/N: Hahaha. Hahaaa. /giggle

Oh, gosh. You'll see what's so funny at the end - but for now, just read, mmkay?

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I don't know how I got myself into this, but I knew now it was something I had to deal with. Why was Edward smirking like he was? Didn't he see that his girlfriend wanted to attempt to murder me, and overly hyper five year olds were jumping up and down in their obvious excitement - obviously thinking we were a couple, when we weren't?

I might want us to be, but we weren't, and now Rosalie obviously knew something was going on between us, but nothing was. If it was anything, it was an extremely awkward friendship that resulted from a close online friendship - it wasn't anything else, right? This was all too much to think about, and I truly wished I could run from this.

The twins were still jumping up and down and giggling, but they stopped when Edward turned to them, smirking in my direction in the process. Well, I'm glad at least one of us found the humor in this messed up situation.

"How about we get some ice cream?" he questioned, now grinning warmly down at the twins, and I knew he was using that smile. It was crooked, making his lips look even more inviting - and the thought had crossed my mind more than once, wondering what it was like to kiss him. It was so irrational, but he did that to me. He had an affect that I couldn't explain. And when we were together, it caused this odd chemical reaction, something I could never really explain.

The kids, as I expected, were quick to run off. It was so odd how easily they came to like them, but at the same time, I wasn't surprised. Before a couple days ago, Edward had seemed like someone I could look at but never touch - figuratively speaking, of course. I had crushed on him for as long as I could remember, but I had always known there were so many things in our way. This time, however, he felt closer like ever.

For the first time in years, Edward Cullen seemed touchable to me. It was as if that one star you always wish you could just reach out and touch - the one you always looked at and wished on, spilling your dreams to - had drifted just a little bit closer. It was an amazing feeling, seeing this side of things, this side of Edward.

Unfortunately, reality was quick to sink in as someone grabbed my arm, jerking me back from my own thoughts. Annoyed, I had assumed it was Alice - I was mortified that I was wrong.

"Hey there," came her snide remark, and I bit on my lip, trying to find words. What do you say in this situation? Her blonde hair had been pulled back into a ponytail, and I knew she was just waiting to spit things out at me. I couldn't say I blamed her, either. "Can we talk for a sec?" Her voice was carefully controlled, but I could hear the hate twisting her words around, her eyes narrowed to slits.

I nodded my head, and she proceeded to drag me to a shady spot under a tree, where I knew everyone could still see us if they wanted. "Look," she started, her words spit out like venom, "I see what you're doing, alright? I think it's cute, but just stop while you're ahead. I know Edward, okay?"

Did she really? I took a moment to try and regain my thoughts, trying not to be affected by the tone of her voice, but it didn't help. "Stop doing what?" I managed to question, my voice hardly a squeak. I couldn't get much else. Rosalie's beauty was extremely intimidating, and it was starting to get to my head.

I knew Edward wasn't like all his friends; he had definitely shown me that online. I recalled all the conversations we had, all the times I had laughed at his humor, the way he spoke. And when I had really met him, that day in the piano room - well, it was just so natural. It wasn't something forced, and although I had been out of my mind in nerves, he had made it so easy. It was extremely hard not to get along with him.

The thing was, though, I knew what we had against us. First off, and most important to me, there was his sister. Alice was my very best friend, especially now, and what if this got in the way? I wouldn't be able to let that happen - but she had to be getting suspicious, didn't she? Calls at midnight, him wanting to play tag along with us? It had to be getting obvious.

Then there was his friends. I wasn't sure if I could deal with them. They all seemed the same to me, like carbon copy clones. They talked the same, walked the same - damn, some of them even looked the same. I didn't know them, so I knew I shouldn't judge, but how would they accept Edward and I? Would they at all?

Of course, then there was Rosalie. Rosalie who was standing right in front of me now, looking much too angry for words. Even in her anger, she was beautiful, and I wondered how it was at all possible to beat that. She could have any boy she wanted, and at the moment, she wanted Edward. And if I was being completely honest, at this moment, she scared me.

"Stop flirting with my boyfriend," she snapped, making sure to stress the fact that he was hers, which I found a bit pathetic. Who was she trying to prove this to? Me, or just herself?

"Fine," I whispered, and I wondered how I even got it to come out of my mouth. It was thick with anger, of course, but there was just something inside of me that screamed to take it back. I knew though, that it was time to give it up. I didn't know who I was kidding.

That star just got impossibly far away again. I had to say, it was pretty fun planning how to reach for it, but now it was over again, it was over. There wasn't much to say anymore.

Edward came back, the twins on either side of him, a large grin on his face. Victoria had strawberry, her favorite I knew, and James had chocolate. I grinned weakly, but never met Edward's eyes, leaning down to smile at the twins - something I hadn't done if it hadn't been for the day before - if it hadn't been for him. I saw him frown out of the corner of my eyes, but I didn't say anything. I couldn't, really.

"You guys having fun?" I questioned halfheartedly, trying to be sincere. I just wanted to keep the good terms I had been with them lately. They smiled, and I realized just how cute they could be if you just gave them a chance.

"Yeah! This is so much fun, Bella!" Victoria exclaimed happily, and James nodded enthusiastically in agreement.

I realized that was what I hadn't been doing. I hadn't been giving anyone a chance. It was a mistake I had made more than once. With Jake, with the twins. And definitely with Edward, and now I was paying for it. I watched, trying to be subtle, as Edward wrapped his arm around Rosalie, ignoring the frown on my face, trying to tell myself it was the way things were supposed to be.

"Good, guys. That's great. C'mon, let's go ride the merry-go-round."

We must have walked around for hours, going on every little ride that we could get the kids on. Sometimes Edward would go on something by himself, sometimes Alice would tag along - after the rollercoaster fiasco, I didn't bother offering to go with him. In fact, I ignored him completely.

I think he noticed.

He kept giving me little glances, and I would have to be blind not to notice them. He even seemed a bit upset by the way I refused to return his glances, but I knew as soon as I looked into his shining green eyes, laced with emotion I did not want nor need to see, that my resolve would be over. I just didn't feel like getting in the way of things anymore. It was like one of those old movies - there was always that one person who got in the way of two people, and wrecked said person's life. The other woman, or something. I don't know, I just didn't want to get in the way, and Rosalie seemed to be right.

Thinking about Rosalie being right put me in an even crappier mood.

Alice had been leaving our little group every few moments to get on her cell phone, and I knew for a fact that she was talking to a boy, the way she giggled and her cheeks seemed to flush whenever she spoke. The thing was, I had never seen her quite like this, so it made me curious. Who was she talking to?

She'd probably give me more than I needed to know later, so it wasn't like I had to wonder for too long. It made me feel guilty again. In our many sleepovers, the question "who do you like?", had, of course, been thrown around all the time. I never answered it, because my answer would have always been her brother - which would have ended our girl's night of fun, in Alice's words, very, very awkwardly.

The twins were as hyper as ever, seemingly oblivious to the tension that seemed to be flooding on overload around them - along with Alice, in her own little word of shopping and cute boys. They seemed to be infatuated with Edward, asking him every few seconds if he wanted to ride with him. I knew, if it was any other time but this, I would have griped and gotten myself out of it.

But Edward agreed every single time. It made my crappy mood get even worse. I spent the rest of the day cursing inwardly, kicking things subtly, and scowling. It was childish, but it was necessary, for me at least.

When we got back to the Cullen household, I should have expected what I'd find. There were a whole bunch of people from the school there, and apparently, Esme and Carlisle were out again. Alice loved her parents, I knew she did, but she was just that kind of person.

The twins were quick to jump in the pool outside, and for a while Edward supervised them, me watching almost longingly through the sliding screen door as the mini party went on around me. That was until Rosalie called him back in, and everyone decided what we were going to do.

"Guys!" Alice called for attention, giggling as she jumped on the couch. Some people laughed at her excitement as she jumped up and down, and I had to grin, too, despite the mood I had put myself in. "We're going to play Seven Minutes in Heaven. NOW! Find a seat. Make a circle."

Everyone scrambled to readjust themselves, and I quickly scurried to get out of here - Edward seemed like he wanted to do the same thing, but Rosalie grabbed him, grinning and setting him in the circle while she took a seat next a friend of hers.

Alice did the same with me, smirking. "Oh now you don't. There's plenty of cute guys here. Stop being … Bella."

How creative. Now I had my own adjective. Just lovely.

Nonetheless, I sighed in defeat, taking a seat in the odd semi circle everyone had formed while Alice ran off to grab a bottle. The game started slow, with the usual groans and complaints. I giggled as Rosalie spun Edward and he looked like he was going to break the stupid bottle, but held it in. I wasn't supposed to care anymore, after all.

When he came back and got to spin himself, though, I was having a bit of a problem. Part of me was just begging he'd pick me, and the other half was just begging he wouldn't. After all, how awkward would that be? In the closet with my longtime crush, along with my longtime online friend - who just happened to be the same people, and I still had hardly accepted yet?

As Fate had it, the bottle spun and spun, and seemed to stop on some brunette girl next to me. I smiled a bit, but the jealous was creeping up on me, and I hated it.

That is, until the bottle moved again. I watched Alice looking at me, obviously a bit disgusted - Rosalie looking like she would murder me - and realized that the bottle was now pointed on me.

Just. Lovely.

The twins chose this moment to bounce back into the room in time to save me, soaking wet, and I sighed in relief. "Hey, guys, ready to go?" I questioned hurriedly, glancing at Edward, who was frowning again.

"Yeah," James said, grinning. "When we get home, can we have cake for dinner?"

No, but anything to get me out of here. "Of course!"

Edward strode up to me, smiling down at the twins, and they hugged to his leg. "Hey guys, me and your cousin are just playing a little game," he murmured gently, turning to grin in my direction - I looked away. "Do you mind if we finish?"

I didn't bother to see the looks the others must be giving us, or the looks Rosalie was shooting at my back. I swear, if looks could kill.

"No!" the twins giggled simultaneously, and I realized that they had fallen in love with him, just as I had. They would do anything for him, just like I would - of course, now I was trying to get that to stop, and I was failing. Miserably.

"Okay, good."

Then he grabbed my arm and led me to the closet, the twins giggling and following as he pulled me into the closet. I glared at him in the dark, shaking my head.

"Why have you been ignoring me?" he demanded, and even in the dark, I knew his eyes were attempting to look right through me. I really was more than happy that we were in the dark and he couldn't use the full power of his green eyes on me.

That is, until he stepped closer.

His body was incredibly warm as he took my arm with one of his, gripping almost tightly. "Bella?" he whispered, knowing that there were still people listening from the other side.

"I just am, okay!"

It was a response you got from a five year old, and I knew it. I knew I had been acting childishly, but I couldn't find another solution - how could I ignore the way I felt around him now?

I wanted to get out of here. I didn't care if I didn't follow the rules of the game. I jiggled the doorknob desperately, trying to get it to open, and it just wouldn't.

The giggling sounded from the other side of the door.

"Damn it!" I cursed, not caring if they heard me at this point. I couldn't feel Edward's hurt stare looking at me a moment longer, I would go insane. "Victoria! James! Open the damn door!"

I got no response but more giggling.

One look at Edward told me ignoring him would be impossible, and we would be in here for much longer than seven minutes.

I couldn't figure out if they were going to be in heaven or hell, though.

A/N: First things first, I giggled imagining the next chapter in my head after I wrote this chapter - and I already had the next one written. There were just a billion things I wanted to do, and I think I might just rewrite it with some of them. Hey, if you've got suggestions, feel free to send them to me! I love them, like I've said a million times already.

I decided not to put in a name for the amusement park because I wanted to be as accurate as possible and I already made up a ride name that wouldn't fit into an existing park - and my little editor - aka my brother - could only think of really lame names, along with me. We decided it was better to leave it unamed. xD

Alright, so I've decided to do a little Q&A every every update. Awsome, right? ;D Here we go.

Question: Didn't Edward break up with Rosalie?

Answer: Not officially. You'll see what happened in the next chapter, promise. :) It wasn't a continuation error on my part - thank god.

Now that's over with, the big one I got from a whopping, like, ten people. Oh, jeez guys!

Question: Are you a boy?

Answer: NO!

Haha, wow. I feel like I've disappointed you or something! At first, I was a little offended. Was there some way I spoke that made me seem like a boy, or did I indirectly call myself a boy? Was it something I referenced, or the way I had the characters speak? I went crazy trying to figure it out for a while, and then I realized, the name. xD Is that what it was?

Guys, Nick is short for NICOLE. Sorry to burst your bubble. If it helps any, my brother is my editor, and he's read Twilight - something I like to tease him for, but love all the same. But, no, this story is mostly written by a girl. When I was little, my friends and family would always call me 'Nick' for short, and it kind of stuck. Being the tomboy I am, haha, it never bothered me it could also be a shortened form of 'Nicholas', which was a boy name.

/shrug Sorry to disappoint? xD Don't be afraid to ask those kinds of questions, though, because I got a bunch of people telling me they hoped I wouldn't mind if it was too personal. It really wasn't, lol.

My brother says that if I had just been a cheerleader we wouldn't have this problem. Well, psh. You want me to cheer for you guys?

Give me a R!

Give me a E!

Give me a V!

Give me a I!

Give a E!

Give me a W!

Put it all together and what does that spell? ;D

XO,

-Nick