I decided my reason for not finishing this chapter on Friday when I started makes a great story, so I typed it out. Yes, I have no life. Feel free to skip it. I'm sure you can figure out where the real chapter starts. The real author's note is the stuff in bold. That's all you really need to know. xD

Jamie woke up Friday morning feeling tired. Her head was full of ideas. She stretched, then reached for the laptop.

She opened Our Hearts Are Locked Forever and began writing. She was halfway through with the fourth page.

"Hell yes. This is going great. I'll definitely have the chapter ready to go by tonight. I'll just save what I have and write the rest of it tonight at Dad's," she said, talking to herself. The dog, who was in her room, looked at her like she was insane. Maybe she was.

She saved her work and set the laptop aside. The day passed by while she did the rest of what she had to do. Come five o' clock, her father comes to pick her up to go to his house.

Her bags were packed and ready to go.

"Ready to go to your aunt's?" he asked.

She looked at him incredulously.

"What are you talking about?" she answered his question with another.

"Does that mean you aren't packed?" he asked another question. It was like a game.

"Of course I'm not packed. I'm packed for YOUR house. Now I have to repack this whole effing bag so I have bathroom shiz."

"Don't swear," he warned.

She gave him a death glare. "Effing and shiz are not swears."

He gave her a look that said, 'You're pushing it.'

"Move. I have to get into the bathroom." She pushed him, literally, out of the way. "Gah. I'm going to hurt you. You need to tell me these things ahead of the time."

She glared at him again.

She looked at her laptop, knowing she could no longer bring it along and finish her chapter. She frowned.

The next day, she went straight from her aunt's to a family reunion. Her mother decided it was a brilliant plan to bring home her cousin. Another reason to add to the list of "Why Jamie can't finish the chapter." So, her and Erika, said cousin, sleep out in the family room. Jamie's mother comes in at 10:00am, two hours earlier than Jamie would have liked, and says, "Wakey wakey! I want to be out of here in an hour."

Erika, Jamie's sister, and Jamie groan. Jamie's mother drags them to her friend's cottage, out by a lake. They are gone all day. Jamie gets home, showers, and passes out in her bed.

She wakes up Monday morning, and begins the same thing as Friday. Now, after many distractions today, she finishes writing and posts it on fanfiction's site.

She apologizes for the long wait again. This week has been the busiest week of her whole summer. She's dead tired still. Her mind wants to get back on track. She's posting right now and then passing out again.

This chapter was going to be longer, but I decided to split it into two. I really wanted to write the next part after I split the chapters. I *think* I'll write it out tomorrow. Hopefully, if all goes well.

Yes, I'm still going unBeta'd. Yes, I still don't own Twilight. Blah. Must I always include that?

Chapter 10

BPOV

I heard the phone ring, but with four other people home, I didn't bother getting up to answer it. I looked back at my book.

"Bella," Edward said, knocking on my door. "Phone's for you."

I looked over at him.

He mouthed, "It's Charlie" and handed me the handset.

I put the phone to my ear as Edward left the room. "Hello?"

"Hey Bells," Charlie said. "How are you?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm just peachy. And you?"

"I'm pretty good. So listen, I have the night off tonight. I was just thinking, 'I haven't seen my girl in a while. I should call her and see if she wants to hang out with her old man,'" he said.

"What exactly would we do?" I asked, cautiously.

"I was thinking we could go to dinner, maybe go to Port Angeles and see if there are any movies playing. You could spend the night here..." he trailed off.

"Whoa, hold it. Dad, it's still a school night. I can't spend the night with you," I resisted the urge to throw in 'where ever the hell you are.'

"Oh, right. Well, we could still go out to eat and see a movie together. Father-daughter bonding. What do you say?"

"I don't know, Dad. Can I call you back in like ten minutes?"

"Sure, Bella," he said. "You have the number."

"Bye Dad."

I hung up before I could hear him say goodbye.

"Mom?" I called, getting up out of the bed and walking downstairs.

She was in the kitchen, cutting up vegetables, most likely for dinner.

"Hey Bella, what's up?" she asked.

"Dad just called."

Her face dropped.

"What did he want?" she asked, hiding the anger from her voice.

"To take me to dinner and a movie in Port Angeles," I told her honestly.

"God, that sounds like a date," she said.

"I know."

"He probably couldn't think of anything else," she said.

I hated this. Hearing them talk about each other with such.. such hate. Such rudeness.

"Thank you for telling me, Bella," she added. "When will he be here to pick you up?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"You weren't asking me for permission, were you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Sort of..?" I said. It came out as more of a question.

"I can't keep you from seeing your father, Bella. You'll probably have to see him every other weekend," she explained. I sighed, hopefully not noticeably.

"I have to call him back. I'll let you know when he's coming. Guess I'm not eating with you guys."

"Guess not," she repeated.

I redialed the number from the Caller ID. It rang once before Charlie answered. He must have been waiting by the phone.

"Hi Dad," I started. "When will you be here to pick me up?"

"You're going? That's great. Uh, I'll be there around five I suppose. You won't need anything then."

"Okay, I'll see you then." Short, sweet, and to the point.

"Goodbye, Bella. Can't wait to see you."

"You too, Dad. Bye."

I set down the phone on the coffee table and plopped down on the sofa.

"Ugh," I said, leaning my head back and closing my eyes.

I felt two hands on my shoulders. I opened my eyes, looking up.

"Hey," Alice said.

I smiled.

She walked around the side of the couch, sitting next to me.

"Dad?" she asked.

"Mmhm," I mumbled, sitting back again.

"At least you can still see him," she said softly.

I looked at her. "Alice," I whispered. "I am so sorry."

"No, it's okay. I just don't want you to lose him," she told me.

"No, it's not okay. I'm being a baby about being seeing my dad while my best friend doesn't even-" I stopped. "I'm sorry," I whispered again. There were tears in her eyes.

I took her hand and pulled her up from the couch. I pulled her into her room, shutting the door.

She sat on the bed. "This is so hard," she said.

"I know."

"You don't know what it's like to grow up without a dad. You had someone to teach you to ride your bike, take you camping, and you remember how they did that stupid daddy-daughter dance at the middle school that we were excited about when we were little? Yeah, well I'm sure you can imagine how great that was when it actually happened. Every Father's day is an awful reminder. God, Bella. I miss him so much," she sobbed.

I wrapped my arms around her. "I never thought of it that way. I'm so sorry." I hugged her tighter as she wept.

We sat like that for a while. Just being together was exactly what we needed.

"Do you hate him?" she asked.

"What?" I asked, confused by the change in subject.

"Your dad. Do you hate him for leaving Renee?"

"I can't hate him. I just can't. He's my father. I can't say I understand his reasoning. Hell, I don't know his reasoning. It feels like he left us, but I know things will get more normal. Mom keeps telling me that it will. That he'll have his weekends and she'll have me the rest of the time. She says he thinks this will bring him and I closer. I don't see how, but that's what he says.

"I don't know how she's getting through this. Renee, I mean. It's hard on me, and I'm not the one he's leaving. She's the strongest person I know," I said.

"That's how our mom is. After Dad passed away, Mom did the same thing Renee is. She was strong. For us."

"They're amazing."

Alice nodded.

"You know," I said, "We should do something fantastic for them for mother's day."

She nodded again.

"Think Edward would pool into the gift?" I asked her.

"He definitely will," she told me.

"So what are you thinking?" I asked just as the door bell rang.

"I'm thinking your dad is here, and we'll talk later," she told me.

"Okay," I said.

"Stop giving me the, 'Please give me an excuse to not do this' look and go see your father," she scolded, then added, "You'll be okay. You don't want to lose him, Bella."

I grabbed a sweater and met Charlie at the door. We walked to the cruiser in silence. Charlie wasn't a man of many words. We were both content with the quiet. There was no need to fill the space with meaningless small talk.

We ate at a pizza place and got to the cinema in time to see a movie playing fifteen minutes later. After getting a cherry Icee and Snow Caps for me, a Coke for Charlie, and a small popcorn for us to share, we found two seats in the middle of the theater.

The movie was 'action-packed' and boring. I wasn't paying much attention to it, to be totally honest. Charlie seemed to enjoy it. When he asked how I liked it afterwards, I lied and said it was good. He nodded, and proceeded to repeat parts. All he needed was an 'mhm' in pauses.

He parked by the curb. I saw Alice look through the curtains in the window upstairs. She saw me look at her, and moved back out of my view.

"Listen, Bella," he said, grabbing my attention. This was the second time he said that today. I resisted the urge to point that out. "I know this is hard. It will get easier. I'll get my own place, and you'll get your own bedroom."

I looked out the wind shield, staring at the rain falling.

"Thanks for dinner, Dad. I'll talk to you soon."

He sighed. "Bye Bells. I love you."

"Love you, too," I said as I got out of the car.

Awkward. Not as bad as I thought it would be, but still not the epitome of fun.

I looked at the clock on the microwave as I passed the kitchen. 8:37p.m.

I went up the stairs, skipping every other one. I grabbed a towel from the hall closet and made a bee-line for the bathroom. After turning on the water to heat up, I plugged in the radio.

Tomorrow, Alice and Edward would be coming to school with me. They'd be starting over. What a fantastic distraction.

I stepped under the hot water, letting it wash away all my thoughts. Although, I can't say it helped. My mind wandered as I washed my hair.

After about half an hour of wasting all the hot water, I stepped out, dried myself off, and shut off the noisy music.

9:13p.m isn't too late to go to bed, right?

I slipped into underwear and pajamas and crawled under the covers. I half hoped Alice would come in to see how it went, merely because I didn't want to sleep. The other half wanted everyone to stay away, at least for a little while.

First day of school for Edward and Alice, first Edward's POV, and also first key moment between Edward and Bella next chapter. I want to hear theories. Questions to answer in your review:

Do you want Edward's POV?
How do you think Edward and Bella will have their 'key moment'? (I know what it is, and I'm not changing that. Just curious as to if you lot are in my head.)
What do you think about Alice and Bella's talk today?

I think that's it. Ask me any questions you like. I don't expect my work to make sense. =P

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