Whoo! Ok, I hope you guys can keep being amazing and keep reviewing!

Ok, here's the next chapter. It's a filler chapter. But I can't rush the great idea in my head! I know the anticipation is killing you. I know it's killing you, Mer. Sorry bout that…

Chapter Ten: Weekend of Hell and Heaven

Alice's POV

When Bella asked us for her opinion on Edward, I had to say, I was disappointed in her. She had made it seem like he was bizarre one second and then she goes macking on him the next second. What was with her? I swear that girl has gone over the edge. Popularity will do that to you…

I just hoped my Bells was coming back soon. I missed her.

Rosalie's POV

Oh my god. Ew! Edward! Wasn't it just the other day that Megan was crying her eyes out because of him? Is she trying to get her heart broken?

Bella's POV

After I gave them enough details to keep them happy, not all the details just enough to make them stop begging, I kicked them out. I was going back to sleep, and now that they weren't hung over, they could go. I hadn't wanted to tell them much. I didn't even mention him trying to grab my hand or the way his breath made me shiver when he whispered in my ear. Those were my private secrets. I decided to put everything out of my mind for the rest of the day and chillax. (AN- chill and relax)

Saturday passed in a blur of sleep, laundry, and some homework. I had a ton of math homework so I started to chip at it a bit.

At three thirty I curled up in bed with one of my favorite books, Sense and Sensibilities. My iPod dock was blasting away next to me. Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead. Yes, two can keep a secret if one of us is dead. I was a few chapters in when I realized the main characters' name was Edward. That wouldn't do. I turned to Mansfield Park, but then saw that both an Edward and an Edmund were in that story. Edmund was too close and Edward was just a no way.

Throwing that book away I took out the novel we were reading in English class this week: Breakfast at Tiffany's. It was a cute book, I liked it, but what I liked even more was that no one's name was anything that had to do with Edward. This was the book I needed.

I managed to read the required chapters without thinking of Edward. But as soon as I congratulated myself on that, he crept back into my thoughts. Funny how that happens…

I dumped the book and went to make dinner. It was five o'clock now and Charlie—my dad—would be home soon. I decided to make a nice involved dinner. That way I wouldn't have to think.

You might think it's weird that I didn't want to think about the boy who I was—as of now—in love with. But, if I did, then I would think of what my friends thought. I didn't want to lose my friends, but I didn't want to lose Edward either.

Like I said, so not a fair deal. Either way I chose, I'd lose horribly.

But maybe I didn't have to choose!

I spent the rest of the weekend thinking of ways to keep everything I had now. That is why those two days make the Weekend of Hell and Heaven. I was trying to avoid hell (where everything dropped and I lost everything) and get to heaven (where I kept everything).

It turns out I didn't need to think of anything. I was going to Hell no matter what.

Megan was going to make sure of that.

Ooh! What's Megan going to do??? I know! You don't! Review and I'll update tomorrow!

Whoever knows the title of the song shown here gets an idea of what is to come! Try and guess!