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Bella POV

Alice stood up after her three hour long description of what she bought, how she bought it, and where she bought it. Jasper stood up alongside her as she kissed me on the cheek and bounded out the back door with a wave of her hand.

They had gone hunting behind of the rest of their family, except of course, Edward who had just gone hunting with me a few days ago. I laughed without humor about how I still thought of them as their family instead of my family no matter how many times Esme told me that I was part of the family now.

I looked around the large living room, past the enormous bookcase to the piano in the far corner of the room. I walked over to it and lightly stroked my fingers over the keys, trying not to make any sounds from the keys by pressing too hard.

I sat on the bench, looking at the keys as they switched colors from black to white in a pattern. I placed my hands on them, trying to successfully play a little tune, but failing miserably as the notes sounded through the room like someone had accidently dropped a book on several keys.

I pouted slightly, wishing that I actually knew how to play when I heard someone chuckle behind me. I didn't even have to turn around to know who it was by the way my heart seemed to beat at the sound of him.

He was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed with that crooked grin on his face. He pushed himself off the wall, uncrossing his arms and walked over to the bench. He stood above me, studying the keys then broke out in a smile.

"I heard you playing while I was in my room. Do you play often?" he asked sarcastically, barely controlling his laughter as he arched an eyebrow. I felt like saying 'ha ha' but instead settled for a subtle turn of my head and some sarcasm of my own.

"Yes, I do. Beethoven once hired me, but I turned him down. Too popular… you know?" Edward let out a little laugh and gave me a funny look. "You are utterly absurd, Bella Swan." He said, shaking his head slightly.

I smiled and turned back to the piano. "Do you play?" I asked, looking down at the keys.

"I used to. Not so much anymore. Esme loves hearing me play so I usually just play for her. I could… play something. I mean if you'd like."

I slid over on the bench, leaving him enough room for two people to sit. I felt myself become overjoyed when he sat closer than he had to, leaving much room on the other side of him. I had an overwhelming sense to touch him, more so than the last time.

I wanted to quickly and quietly slide my leg just so that it would touch his, but I knew that with vampire senses, he would be able to tell what I was doing.

The first few notes flowed through the house, soft and delicate. I watched his pale hands skillfully glide across the piano keys. I had to actually clamp my jaw together to keep it from rudely falling and how effortlessly he played.

The song was so beautiful, but had a hint of a dark side to it. It was absolutely beautiful. I bit my bottom lip, glad that I couldn't produce real tears anymore because if I could, they would be flowing like a waterfall right now.

The melody flowed through the air, sounding like a lullaby. It was peacefully soft, but with just the right volume.

I looked up at him and was surprised to see that he wasn't watching his hands to make sure they fell where they were supposed to, he was watching me. I stared into his golden orbs and he stared back into mine.

I barely recognized when the song ended.

Edward was watching me with a curious expression, probably wondering why I hadn't said anything or moved yet. His eyes gazed into mine and mine back into his until the doorbell rang. He tore his eyes away from mine as his head turned towards the door.

He looked back at me quickly, my eyes were still wide, watching him, and he sighed, getting up to open the door. I couldn't help the small smile that spread across my face as I looked down at the ground when I thought about how annoyed Edward's sigh was.

I heard him exasperatedly say, "No thank you. We don't need Verizon."

"Yes, we already have Verizon."

I laughed quietly, sure that the man behind the door hadn't heard as Edward closed the door. He shook his head. "They really annoy me." He said, sitting down on the couch. I smiled, standing up and walked over to the window watching the man drive away.

I turned back to Edward who was watching me intently. I suddenly felt subconscious under his gaze and turned towards the stairs. "I'm… going to go take a shower…." I mumbled, probably incoherently. I walked up the stairs, hoping that my embarrassment wasn't showing through my façade.

I reluctantly turned off the hot water that had been pounding onto my ice cold skin, almost making me feel warm. I reached my arm out, grabbing the white fluffy towel and wrapped it around my body, automatically melting into the softness of it.

"Oh, shoot." I said as I realized that I hadn't brought my change of clothes in the bathroom with me. I hesitated, wondering whether or not to go out there with the chance that Edward was upstairs, but when I didn't hear anything, I decided to go out.

I walked down the hallway in just a towel, almost at my door when of course, Edward's door happened to open right when I was walking by it. He wasn't looking at me, but at the notebook in his hands marked Alice's, DON'T TOUCH – That means you, Emmet On it.

I deliberated whether or not to make a run for my bedroom but I knew one, I most likely wouldn't make it there without Edward seeing me and therefore making a fool of myself, and I knew two, that there was a good chance that my towel would fall off while I was making a run for it, which would be worse than the first outcome.

It was too late by the time I had made a choice because Edward had seen me and was now standing there in front of me, halfway in his room and halfway out, staring at me, his eyes wide and mouth slightly ajar.

I could feel a blush creeping up to my cheeks that would actually never make it all the way there and was glad, once again, that Edward couldn't read my mind.

I felt like screaming at my legs MOVE!!! But, of course, I stood still, shell shocked. "Um," Edward started. "I-" I accidentally interrupted him.

I felt like smacking myself. Let him talk Bella. NO! Don't let him talk!! Just get to your room!!

I listened to the latter rambling of my inner voice. "I'm just… gonna…" I pointed to my door, making it evident that I was going to get changed. Edward just nodded, stepping all the way into his room to let me walk by him.

Once I got in my room and had the door closed, I leaned against it, taking in a deep breath. That was close, too close. My dead heart skipped a beat when I heard the familiar sound of the cars pulling into the driveway and the doors slamming closed.

I quickly got dressed then walked down the stairs in time to see the rest of the Cullen's walk through the door. Alice bounded up to me, smiling her impish grin. I could only guess what that meant: she saw what had happened.

She arched an eyebrow, letting me know that I assumed correctly. I shook my head slowly and she smiled even wider, which made me give a small smile myself.

"Hello Bella." Esme said, patting my shoulder as she walked by me into the kitchen. I smiled at her and said a polite 'hello' to her and Carlisle.

"Hey little sis. Sup?" Emmet's booming voice carried over the other talk from the rest of their family. I smiled at him as he grinned a toothy smile back. Rose also smiled politely, which I reciprocated with a polite smile of my own.

"So. Where's Eddie Weddie?" Emmet asked, looking around the room. "Upstairs." I said, pointing up towards the stairs. "Of course." Said Rose, rolling her eyes.

"Come with us, Bella. We're going to go try on our new clothes that we bought!" Alice said, grabbing my hand and dragging me up to her room, Rosalie in tow.

After many hours of 'Oh, that's pretty' and 'I like that' and 'Not really your style', Alice had finally tried on her last shirt. Rosalie had finished an hour or so ago, haven gotten a more reasonable amount of clothes than Alice.

She sat with a bored look on her face as she buffed her already perfect fingernails.

"Finally, she's done!" Rosalie said, sitting up on the bed.

"Oh, wait!! I forgot my other bags in your room!" Alice said to Rosalie and fled the room. Rose groaned and fell back onto the bed and I giggled a bit.

"Hey, you're laughing now. But trust me. In a few years you won't be." Rosalie said, moving on to running her fingers through her perfectly waved blonde hair. I sighed as Alice ran back into the room, a dozen more bags in her hands.

"I bet these would look wonderful on you, Bella!!" Alice squealed, pulling out a bunch of shirts, skirts, and other things that I didn't even know names for.

I groaned internally. I was bound for another long night, thinking of Edward and what I couldn't have.

Please review this chapter?!? The next one is going to be both Edward and Bella's POV I'm pretty sure and I'm going to start working on it now. I had to stop halfway through this song because I was listening to the radio and all the sudden, out of nowhere, they played Stay by SafetySuit [YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO THIS IF YOU'VE NEVER HEARD IT BEFORE! BEST SONG BY AN AWESOME BAND] and then, as if God (or the dirt for all you non-believers out there lawl) answered my calls, they also played Kokomo by The Beach Boys right after!!! I was so excited!!!!!!!!! [P.S. ALSO AN EXTREMELY AWESOME SONG BY POSSIBLY THE BEST BAND OUT THERE… BESIDES THE WHO, THE USED, 3OH!3, AND MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE OF COURSE….]

OHHHHHHHHHHHHH AND I MEANT TO SAY that Edward and Bella will be getting together within the next two chapters so stay tuned and stay patient!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!