I'm alive!!!! Holy shit, right? So bet you wanna know what my excuse is this time. School? Nah. Computer crash? Nope. I have no real excuse. I just stopped writing. I lost all enthusiasm I previously had for it. Twilight became an over discussed and relatively boring topic for me and I just stopped. So why exactly am I writing again if I have no drive? Music. Music got me back into the groove so to speak. But not just any music. The Twilight soundtrack (specifically the song from the base ball scene of the movie which is called Supermassive Black Hole it's by Muse, and Bella's lullaby by Carter Burwell (I can NOT stand Robert Pattinson's song! I hate his voice.)) Thanks to this I finally have my inspiration back. :)

Chapter Seven-Pudgy Little Fingers and a Whole Lot of Thinking

The five of us sat around the coffee table waiting for Rosalie to emerge from the shower upstairs. She had come into the house a few minutes ago covered in grease and said she had to get cleaned up before she joined us with whatever it was we were about to do. I sat in between Edward and Alice on the floor with our backs against the couch and Jasper was across the table from her with Emmett on his right. We heard the shower shut off and a few minutes later Rosalie made her way down the stairs in a pair of light wash jeans with holes in them and a bright red cashmere sweater, making me feel under dressed and slightly envious of her beauty.

"So now what?" She asked as she made herself comfortable on Emmett's lap.

I faintly heard Alice start talking as I my brain wandered on to a topic I had briefly touched on before. Why was Edward still single? All of his siblings looked so happy with their significant other. I looked over at Emmett and Rosalie and was almost jealous of what they had. Rosalie sat on his lap with her head rested on his shoulder as he kissed the top of her head, the whole time their eyes were locked and full of love. Alice and Jasper were practically the same except with them it felt more intruding to stare at them while he held her around her tiny waist.

But then you look at Edward, a beautiful person from the inside out and he's sitting all alone, just staring into space. I just couldn't make any sense of it. Obviously girls hit on him all the time, more like threw themselves at him I'm sure. And if someone truly knew him from the inside out there wold be no way in hell that they would ever let him go. Because even if you truly didn't know him all that well, just one conversation with him and you would be able to tell that he is probably one of the most genuine people that you can find these days. And if someone knew all that there is no way they would let him get away, because true love is hard to come by, and your perfect soul mate is even harder to find.

"So what do think Bella?"

"Huh?" I asked

"I said that us girls would go up to my room and do our nails then we can come down here and watch a bunch of movies and play some games until we fall asleep. Does that sound good?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Yay! Follow me girls!" With that she jumped off Jasper's lap and raced up the stairs like the hyperactive pixie she is.

Rosalie and I walked up the stairs and to her room at a normal pace and when we got there her room looked like a nail salon, I honestly didn't remember it looking like this earlier when she took me up here to get clothes, but then again I was ushered into her bathroom pretty quickly. There was one of those little tubs that you soak your feet in when you get pedicures, a thing that you slide your hands into for manicures and of course loads of nail polish colors to choose from.

"Wow." I said in utter astonishment.

"I know, it's amazing." Alice said in a bragging tone.

Rosalie just laughed.

"Okay Bella choose your color and take a seat over here please." Alice instructed, sounding like she had been doing people's nails for years.

I chose a blood red color and took my seat at the pedicure station she had set up.

"Hey Rose, can you do Bella's manicure while I do the pedicure, please."

"I guess." She said reluctantly.

While the two of them worked we talked about things that made me feel like I was back in the ninth grade, like guys for example.

The girls didn't spare any details when it came to informing me on their boys, and I learned a lot of things that I didn't really care to know about them. Unfortunately for them, I wasn't as ready to share as they were. It wasn't that I felt like I couldn't trust them, it was more that I wasn't ready for anyone else to know because I was afraid. Afraid that if they knew that something had went terribly wrong between me and Trice, that somehow he would find them and hurt them, and I couldn't let that happen. So I kept that story to myself and indulged in some less important romances of my past.

Like the story of my very first date; "I was in the eighth grade, and my mom had unwillingly agreed to letting me date. My date was Chad Simmons, a somewhat nerdy looking kid, but truthfully he was probably the only guy in my school who would willingly date me considering I was still pretty hideous looking then."

"Yeah right!" Alice interjected. "I doubt you were ever 'hideous'."

"Alice, if you had seen me back then you wouldn't believe I'm the same person. I was chunky, had braces, glasses, and it looked like someone took a balloon to my hair."

All three of us laughed at the mental image of my younger self.

"So you were basically a nerd when you were younger?" Rosalie summed it up.

"Yeah pretty much."

Alice laughed, it sounded like a chorus of bells. "Okay, continue with your story please, oh and if possible I'd love to see a picture of that." she said as she painted my toes.

I laughed."No way Alice." I would never let anyone see those pictures. "Anyway so Chad was taking me to this little Mexican restaurant for dinner and I was supposed to be ready by six thirty. That didn't happen. At six thirty I was still deciding what dress I wanted to wear. Six forty-five I was taking the rollers out of my hair, while my date was seated in the living room with my mother making awkward small talk. Six fifty we were finally on our way out, as we got into the elevator my mom shouts 'Use protection!', and both of us blush all the way to the cab."

Rosalie and Alice laughed their asses off at that one.

"Yeah, so we finally get to the restaurant and we're about twenty-five minutes late for our reservation and they've already gave away our table to another couple. So the place was packed and the hostess said it would be another forty-five minutes until we could be seated, so we decided to leave and go somewhere else.

"He ended up choosing the very elegant and delicious McDonald's," I said with heavy sarcasm. "So we ordered our food and sat down at one of the booths. Oh not to mention that he made me pay for my own dinner. At first he were seated across from each other but during the meal he slid closer and closer to me until he was sitting right next to me. Then the kid decided to see how far he could slid his hand up underneath my dress while nonchalantly eating his french fries. So I very sweetly and kindly told him that he if didn't remove his hand that he would soon be missing a very vital part of the male anatomy.

"Apparently what I said shocked him and he spit his chewed up fry all over me and my three hundred dollar dress. Needless to say I was pissed and stormed out of the place as fast as I could. He ran after me and as I was getting into the cab he tried to stop me, causing me to slam the door on his pudgy little fingers."

"Wow that must have been horrible." Alice said in between giggles.

"It was. I can't believe I ever went out with him, and thankfully no one else can either so when he tells everyone that he was my first date they all just blow him off."

We continued talking and gossiping about random things after that. The sound of the rain beating against the window relaxed me further into my seat as the girls finished up my nails. Once they were dry the three of went down to the living room where the boys were.

Emmett and Edward were standing in front of the TV playing Guitar hero while Jasper sat on the plush couch looking amused. Edward was losing.

"Oh come on Edward, I'm sure you can do better than that." I said as I took a seat next to the girls.

"Yeah right Bella, I'm the champ at this game, he'll never beat me!" Emmett exclaimed.

"Maybe so Emmett, but if they have a Piano Hero I'd kill you at it." Edward said arrogantly. For some reason I found his arrogance somewhat sexy. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jasper's head turn my way.

"Only because you've been playing piano for years, but really that doesn't have much to do with it because I've never played a real guitar in my life but I'm still better than you."

Silence came from Edward.

"Aww come on Edward, win it for me." I gave him my best puppy dog face.

He glanced at me from the corner of his eye and gave me his signature grin then turned his attention back to the game. "Sure thing Bella." he said in that velvet voice.

Slowly as the song continued Edward's score got higher and at the end he still lost, but only by two notes.

I fake pouted when Edward turned around. "I guess you don't care enough about me to win." I sniffed,

He turned to Emmett and all he said was "Rematch."

I giggled.

Emmett's Point of View

"Rematch." Edward ordered.

Bella giggled from her spot on the couch as the song started up and from the corner of my eye I saw Eddie's face soften from the sound.

"Stupid male pride." he muttered lowly.

"Dude you're just trying to impress a girl to win her over. There's nothing wrong with it, we all do it sometimes. Trust me." I assured. I had definitely done it more than enough times to get back on Rosie's good side.

"Does she really have a good side Em?" He joked. A few choice words came from my lovely wife then.

I glared at him. "Sure she can be a bit moody at times but she can be sweet if she wants to." But either way she's amazing in bed. I wiggled my brows suggestively.

"Thank you for that lovely mental picture Emmett." He said in total sarcasm

Anytime man. I grinned.

Edward changed the topic, "Can we just get back to the game please?"

Sure. Hey do you need me to miss a few notes to let you have a better chance of winning so you can impress your lady?

"I don't need your help Emmett. I'll beat you, no problem."

Our conversation only lasted a few seconds before we were both absorbed back into the game.

In the end he did beat me; by three notes.

Obviously I let him get those.

Edward's Point of View

All through out our little rematch Bella's words ran through my head. "I guess you don't care enough about me to win." Her teasing struck deeper than she would ever believed. If she only knew how much I had come to care for her after only knowing her for a few short days. The very first day I met her I knew she wouldn't be just another normal human girl. There was something different about her. She didn't shy away from me when I glared at her like I was being possessed by some demon. She wasn't afraid to say what she thought to me, and even though she was tough on the outside I could tell she was just as vulnerable, or maybe more, as anyone else was.

And then there was the fact that I knew she was keeping something from me. If you looked deeply into those chocolate brown eyes you could tell that she was hurting, and maybe that was the thing that entranced me. The fact that she was in pain, but I wasn't able to just read her mind, find out what was bothering her, and move on. But who says that if I really knew, that it would be just that easy to leave her alone, that if I finally knew what she was thinking that I wouldn't care about her anymore. I don't believe it would be just that easy.

Because truthfully it wasn't just one thing about her that pulled me towards her. It was her entire being. I hardly doubted that unraveling her brain would do much good. Because Bella was unpredictable. Even for someone like me who had studied the human nature for years her actions made no sense. She could be boiling mad one day then happy the next. One day she would be quiet and disconnected from the world but others she was the center of the universe and everything that happened seemed to have something to do with her.

It didn't make sense.

Even her personality was a challenge to decipher.

But whatever the reason, I couldn't deny that I felt an attraction towards her. It was almost like an out of body experience for me. No woman had ever been able to capture my attention long enough to keep me totally enthralled with her. Most never even made me glance their way. But Bella was no ordinary girl, that much I was sure of. Because of that I felt like I was being sucked into her orbit and couldn't get out, and that scared me.

I wasn't scared for myself of course, I was scared for her. Because she just smelled too good. The pull of her blood and the pull of her mind were running such a close race I couldn't tell which was stronger. I wish I was stronger. I wish that I could have been strong enough to leave, I wish I could've controlled myself in the parking lot that first day. I wish I was strong enough to just walk away from it all and let her live a normal life without being the presence of vampire, even if she doesn't know what we are her subconscious should sense the danger and propel her away from us. But some way- and I didn't know whether this could be counted as a miracle or a curse- she wasn't running and screaming. According to Jasper she felt right at home along side the vampires.

But all those thoughts seemed to be moved out of my mind and into some chamber of my brain when the game ended and Bella spoke.

"Yay I feel so loved now Edward." She grinned

And all I could do was smile back.

So I have part of the next chapter down and i really want ot have it posted by Friday (which is my 15th birthday!!!) but no promises on that. And then Saturday through tuesday i will be at the beach for my spring break so yeah.