So, here's a special thanks to Carlysaurus who gave me the idea for this chapter. This might just be one of my favorite commercials of all time and I completely forgot about it until she brought it up.

Don't deny it! Two or three years ago you know you were doing the berries and cream dance! You along with the rest of the world. It's the dance craze of this century, people! Keep up!

Mike's Starbursts

I sidled along the sidewalk outside the school, waiting for class to begin. It was such an awesome day. So warm and...stuff. I'd actually worn shorts.

I was not surprised to find Bella Swan, the new babe at Forks High, sitting on one of the benches outside the gym.

I leaped out of sight around a corner. My mind quickly went through different ways to greet her. 'Hey hot stuff!' No, she wouldn't go for that. 'Hey sweet thang! What's shakin'?" That one might work.

I checked my reflection in the shiny windows of the school and ran my fingers through my blond hair, trying to perfect the spikes the way Cullen did. Stupid arrogant pastey Cullen who is so interested in Bella. I tilted my head to the side, trying to see it from all angles. It would do.

I practiced an easy smile. Cool. Confident. Popular. Hot, I listed methodically.

I did a quick breath test. My breath smelled a little like....poptarts? Funny....I hadn't eaten poptarts this morning, had I?

I dug in my pockets for a pack of gum but came up empty. I was sure I had a pack somewhere! Mints perhaps? A sweet smelling drink? Anything!

I unzipped a pocket of my bookbag and a pack of Starbursts fell out. It would have to do.

I popped a few in my mouth. Tasted like....berries and....was that....cream?

Anyway, with my mouth tasting and smelling awesome, I tried to step out of the bushes I had been standing behind. A few people gave me curious looks but I was too into my zone to care.

Cool. Confident. Popular. Hot.

"Hey, Bella." Ew. Bad greeting. I would have to work to make up for it.

She looked up, biting her lip nervously before saying. "Oh. Hey, Mike." Apperantly she Could not think of an appropriately witty greeting either. 'Hey hot stuff' would have worked.

"What's goin' on?" Nice! Way to keep the conversation going, Mike!

"Uh...nothing..." She muttered. "Just...uh, reading." She raised her book a little higher in the air in example.

I took this chance to slide onto the bench beside her. I'm so smooth!

Cool. Confident. Popular. Hot.

"What are you reading?" I asked, leaning in. That's right, Bella! Smell the fruity-ness of my breath! Smells delicious, right? Want to taste?

Edward Cullen, who had been walking a little bit away from us with his sister, Alice, suddenly laughed for no reason at all. Alice elbowed him and he put one hand over his mouth to stop the sound.

"Wuthering Heights...again." Bella answered a little late, looking distracted by Edward's noise. "I've already read it so many times but it's just so..." She trailed off, looking at my hand. "What are those?"

I looked at my hand. Huh, I had forgotten to put my Starbursts away. "Starbursts. Want some." I bet the taste was still on my lips. She should taste it there.

She looked uncertain, then nodded. "Sure." She held out her hand.

I gave her two and she popped them both in her mouth.

I bet her mouth would taste delicious now. I leaned in to test my theory but she suddenly spoke. "These taste different. What flavor are they?"

I quickly straightened up.

Cool. Confident. Popular. Hot.

Edward Cullen coughed. He jogged away his 'coughing' sounding less like actual coughs the further he got away until finally, when he reached his car all I could hear was a faint "Hahahaha!".

I checked the package. "A new flavor called....berries and cream."

"Yummy." She told me.

I leaned in again but a voice distacted me, "Whatcha got there?"

Now I was angry. I turned to look at my interuptor and found that I was already at eyelevel with a tiny man wearing what appeared to be a lepracon's outfit.

"Uh, Starbursts." I told him, warily. New kid? Maybe. Bad fashion? Definitely!

"What kind?" He asked, a little too eagerly.

"Berries-" I began to tell him but he interupted.

"Berries and what else?"

I stared at him incredulously. This man was psychotic! "Cream. Berries and cr-"

He sreamed.

Bella and I both stood up in alarm but after a few moments it became apperant that he was screaming from joy.

He clapped his hands. "Berries!" He clapped again. "And cream!" Clap. "Berries!" Clap. "And cream!" Clap. "I'm a little lad who loves berries and cream!" Constant clapping.

I was so confused but I would have to handle this in a way to impress Bella. Impress the ladies- that came first. My comfort came later.

Cool. Confident. Popular. Hot.

"Hey," I tried to get his attention but his clapping was speeding up and instead of saying each word individually, he was singing, "Berries and cream! Berries and cream! I'm a little lad who loves berries and cream!" He started jumping up and down like he was doing a jig. "Berries and cream! Berries and cream! I'm a little lad who loves berries and cream!"

Bella was giggling.

I was getting hotter and not 'Cool. Confident. Popular. Hot.' kind of hot either. "Listen, if I give you one will you go away and leave me alone." It was worth a try.

He froze mid-jump. "Give...me....one?" He sounded almost confused but was smiling eagerly.

"Uh, sure. What kind do you want?" I asked uncertainly.

"...kind?"

"Kind, yeah. You know, like, flavors." I spoke to him like he was a kindergartener. "Berries or cream?"

"Berries?" He clapped. "Or cream?" He clapped again.

I groaned. Not again!

"Berries...or cream!?! Berries or cream!?! I'm a little lad who can't choose berries or cream!"

He took a breath to continue.

"No! Listen! Take one of each!" I dropped two differently wrapped ones in his palm. Wow, I 'm glad that's over.

"One....of....each!?!"

Damn, I spoke too soon.

He looked at them like he was a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. No, wait.....how would a blind man see at all? An ex-blind man, perhaps?

Anyway, he raised them to his eyelevel, staring at them like he was about to get down on his knees and pray to them. "Both....berries AND cream?!?"

Oh damn.

Cool. Confident. Popular. Hot.

"Berries and cream! Berries and cream! I'm a little lad who loves berries and cream!" He was doing the jig again too. Would the nighmare never end!?!

Oh, but it only got worse. His and Bella's arms were suddenly linked and they were both singing together. "Berries and cream! Berries and cream! We are little lads who love berries and cream!"

I clasped my fingers together behind my back to keep from punching something.

"Do you know what!" I said, hoping it was loud enough for both of them to hear over their chanting. I set the candy down on the bench. "I'm leaving the candy here and going to class!"

"Later Mike!" Bella said from between verses of, "Berries and cream! Berries and cream! We are little lads who love berries and cream!"

I twitched. That had not gone well.

--LATER--

The little Starbursts man looked both ways suspiciously then slid between two cars.

Edward Cullen's dark form came from seemingly nowhere, a small smile playing on his lips. "Nice job. Mike's mind was in such an uproar; it was hilarious. Not to mention it kept him away from....certain people."

The little man smiled also, remmembering the blonde boy's aggravation fondly. "My payment?"

"Yes, yes. Your 500 dollars worth of Starbursts is being sent to your home As a bonus thank you for your help in protecting my Bella from Mike, a shipment of the same amount is being added in berry and cream flavored ones."

The man was quiet for a few moments then, with an evil grin he sneered, "Berries...and.....cream?"

Disclaimer- I don't own Twilight, Starbursts, or that little dancing man. But that little man owns my soul. Seriously.

I could not resist doing one in MikesPOV. I'm so used to writing in the 'true love' state of mind that stalker was kind of fun. Yet another chance for me to write in the creeper voice. I couldn't pass it up!

I'm working on your ideas now! Keep them coming. I have a list. -holds up a looooooong sheet of paper- And I'm...um, checking it twice? (I'm still in the christmas spirit)

Review-o, por favor. Yeah, that's right! Spanish-ing it up! Merry Christmas!