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Okay, this was orinagally shorter but I reviesed it and added Edward's POV.

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Nessie POV

When I drifted back into consciousness, I heard a loud noise. I lifted my head to see that he was snoring. Where was I? HOLY …!!!!! IS THAT JAKE? What the hell? Oh, right. Ugh, morning brain. I never think straight when I first wake up. I know how to fix that. Onward, to the steaming hot water of a shower.

Edward POV

Stupid senses. Shut up! MY GOD!!! There is no way whatsoever Jake is doing something stupid!!! He's asleep. Wait a minute, I haven't seen Nessie in two days. She hasn't slept in the house for three nights. Hmmmmmm... I wonder if... Why, hello Bella.

Jake POV

The room glowed orange with the morning sun when I opened my eyes. I turned over to look at the clock. The green glow held the figures 6:43. The room was empty, except for Mag and me. She was curled up in the corner.

Was it all a dream? I don't think so. It was so vivid. But then, why am I the only one in this room? Well, that just sucks. It was a good dream. Now why did I have to wake up? Stupid mind. Why did you come back into consciousness? Arrrrrr!!!! I hate you mind. I'm sorry, but I liked that dream and just you hhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaadddddd to wake me up. You don't like me being happy, do you. Roar.

The door to my bathroom opened. In a black tank top and shorts (I like them, the shorts were short and tight), I could still see her easily in the dark. Long hair was up in a messy bun, helped out with a head band. Hmmmmmmm… Soooooooooo… it wasn't a dream? I took a deep yawn and her face turned to me. She smiled and climbed next to me.

"Good morning," she whispered. She kissed me. YES!!!! IT WASN'T A DREAM!!! "I didn't mean to wake you up. You get up with the chickens when everyone you live with doesn't sleep."

"Get up with the chickens?" I asked.

"Some southern phrase I picked up from Jasper. It means to get up early, like chickens."

My tone stayed in whispers. "Well, we'll have to change that, the fact that everyone in the house that you live in doesn't sleep. We don't want you up with those chickens, do we?" I stroked the side of her face as she studied me.

"What are you suggesting?" Her smile became coy.

"You know very well what I am suggesting."

She smiled. "I'm afraid I wouldn't sleep here either."

"But that is not the point is it? Your sleepless nights would be much more enjoyable for the both of us if you lived here." She leaned forward and kissed me again.

"It's too easy loving you." There was silence for a while. She studied my face again. "There's always something that keeps the reader interested. I haven't figured out what that something is yet."

"We should then enjoy our bliss while we have it then." Apparently, she agreed.

Edward POV

"Edward, please tell your Jake senses to shut up. They're getting on my nerves."

"I can't get them to shut up, Jazz. It's extremely annoying." And I notice that Bella and Alice are smiling mischievously out of the corner of my eye. I can't read there minds either. Coincidence? I think not.

"Bella?" I asked, "Alice? Do you two have somethng to share?"

"Nope," they repleyed at the same time.

Jasper tapped me on the shoulder, "Dude, this is the piont in time in which we run and hide."

"I agree."