A/N: Hey, guys! My midterm exams are over, and I got A's and B's on all of the tests!! Yay! So, in celebration, I wrote another chapter! This is the full chapter 6 (both part 1 and part 2), so enjoy! Also, please review! I love reviews! Flames will be used to make s'mores with my best friend, TheMarshmalloWizardGhostCookie.

Oh, by the way, I renamed 'Georgette' to 'Toastoria', and 'Guy' to 'Toastlaurent'. I tried to fix the names in this chapter, but if I slip up, you guys know what I mean.

I do not own Twilight, though I wish I did. That would be swell. –grins-

The song I used in this chapter is called "Secret" by the Veronicas. I'll post a link to the song in my profile soon.

I do not own the song, though (do I have to put that in this disclaimer?).

I'm posting this chapter again coz my friend told me she couldn't bring the chapter up. Hope it works this time!

Chapter 6:

It all happened very quickly from there. I looked up, expecting Edward to fling himself at me, and smash me into a glass coffee table, and Jasper to lose control and want to eat me.

But when I looked up, all of them were looking at me – calmly and serenely. It was as if they didn't even smell the blood.

I waited – nothing happened.

"I just gave myself a paper-cut," I said, holding up my finger. Edward nodded slowly.

"Do you want a band-aid?" he asked. I shook my head, eyeing Jasper. Jasper looked fine – his eyes were a light topaz – he looked completely comfortable. He wasn't even holding his breath.

"No," I said slowly, squeezing the cut to bring out a little more blood. Then I looked back up at Jasper. He still looked fine. "Aren't you going to lose control?" I asked Jasper. He shook his head.

"No," he said.

I turned to everyone else.

"Aren't you all tempted? Aren't you going to shove me into a coffee table, and aren't you all going to try to stop each other from eating me?"

They all shook their heads.

"Oh… you sure?" I asked.

They nodded.

"Ok then…" I mumbled as I continued opening the package.

When I opened the package, I found a CD. This gift was from Edward.

"Oh my gosh," I breathed.

"I sang and played these songs with you in mind," Edward said with a soft smile on his face. I smiled widely.

"I have to hear it," I said as I took the CD out and popped it in the stereo.

And then the music started.

It started with a short guitar intro, and the Edward's angelic voice began singing.

You're a little obsessed with me
And I'm a little bit scared of you
The way you look and stare at me
Maybe it's time I let you know…

You can call me six times but still I won't pick up the phone
You can spend all your money on me, but still I'll say no!
You can write a million letters every day confessing to me
That I am the guy of your dreams
But nobody ever asked me
I never looked at you that way
Coz I always thought you were gay…

I was in shock as I glared at the stereo. Alice was laughing, and Jasper and Edward were both pale as sheep… well, paler than they normally were. Emmett was roaring with laugher, and the rest were silent.

"JASPER!!!" Edward roared. Jasper shrunk back.

I was confused and hurt.

"Bella, darling, that song wasn't meant for you," Edward said quickly as he turned to look at me apologetically. "Jasper wrapped up the wrong CD."

"Why would you record that song anyway?" I asked cautiously.

"It was for Jessica," Edward said.

"I'm sorry, Edward," Jasper said slowly. I could tell he was truly sorry, though. Edward glared at him.

"That won't fix it now," he growled.

"Fight, fight, fight," Esme chanted. I gaped at Esme, very confused.

"You wanna take this outside, brother!?" Jasper asked.

"No, right here, right now," Edward replied viciously. I bit my lip as I stepped back.

"I can beat you – any time, any place," Jasper said with a determined look on his face.

"I could take both of you together," Emmett joined.

"Fight, fight, fight, fight," Esme continued.

"Honey, calm down," Carlisle said, placing a hand on Esme's shoulder. Alice smiled smugly, as if she knew the outcome of this fight.

And all I could do was stand and stare in horror.

Jasper, Edward, and Emmett all lunged for each other with determined looks on their faces.

Except, they stopped when they were within a few feet of each other. They held out their hands, and to my surprise, they began playing rock, paper, scissors.

I was dumbfounded.

"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" they all said simultaneously.

Jasper came out with paper, and Edward did, as well. Emmett, however, wasn't as lucky. He came out with rock.

Of course, you didn't need to be Alice to predict that Emmett would use rock as his move. It just seemed so… Emmett…

Alice was still grinning when it was just Jasper against Edward. Edward came down with paper, and Jasper came down with scissors.

"Any day, any time," Jasper repeated firmly in his victory. Edward hung his head in shame as Jasper grinned triumphantly.

"Wait," I said. "Shouldn't Edward have won? Can't he read minds?"

Jasper shook his head.

"I don't think about what I'm going to use next. I just… use the first thing my hands form. That way it's fair," he said, grinning at Edward. Edward continued to scowl.

"Who's a sore loser?" Emmett asked. "Looks like Edward is!"

Edward's scowl grew deeper.

As Jasper and Emmett continued bugging Edward, Alice turned to face me.

"Open my present next," Alice chirped at me. She handed me a tiny box. I opened it slowly, and then suddenly, out popped a giant squirrel. I screamed as it lunged for my face.

Emmett was roaring with laugher, and Alice was giggling. The others were laughing, except for Edward, who was growling viciously at Alice.

The squirrel stopped when it was about to bite my face off, and it kissed my nose. Then it jumped back in the box. Its mouth was foaming, which scared me slightly.

I was, yet again, dumbfounded.

"Bella, you don't have any cute little furry animals," Alice said. "You needed a pet."

"Oh, and a man-eating squirrel was going to make a great pet!?" I asked.

"They don't eat men, silly," Alice laughed. "They eat acorns. Everyone knows that."

"Then how come it almost bit my face?"

Alice shrugged.

"Don't get on its bad side, I guess," she suggested.

"Err, uh, thanks, Alice…" I said as I quickly closed the box and put it on the ground. I could hear the squirrel growling as the box wiggled in every direction.

"Mine next," Emmett said. He handed me a medium sized box and I nodded as I opened it.

What I didn't expect was the magical wand that was inside.

"Emmett… what's this?" I asked.

"It's a Harry Potter replica wand. Duh," Emmett said.

"Err, what's Harry Potter?" I asked.

"You'll find out someday," Emmett said.

"I told you she doesn't know or like Harry Potter," Edward growled to Emmett. Emmett shrugged timidly.

"They were on sale… buy one get one free… and I wanted one…" Emmett said like a child would. Then he pulled out his wand, grinning. "Tarantallegra!" he shouted as he pointed the wand to me.

Nothing happened.

"Bella," he whispered. "You're supposed to dance. That's the dancing spell."

I bit my lip as Emmett further inspected the wand.

"OOOOOOOOOOH! I'm supposed to press the button! Tarantallegra!!" he shouted as he pointed the wand toward me again.

And suddenly, I couldn't help but to dance.

"Bella, why don't you open mine next?" Carlisle suggested. I nodded. I reached for the box, and I opened it.

The game, "Operation" was inside. I stared at it, not quite sure what to say.

"Carlisle… I already have this game… you gave it to me for Christmas… and my birthday last year," I said cautiously.

"Oh, well, if you don't want it… well… err, I can just take it," Carlisle said as he snatched it from my grasp and ran off.

I could faintly hear Carlisle's giggles as he played the game in the kitchen.

Jasper gave me Monopoly money, Esme gave me a DVD on how to learn the sport, boxing, and Rosalie gave me some ultra strong conditioner. She said I needed it for my straw-like hair.

My party finally ended, and Edward drove me home; except, he seemed off today. He just… didn't seem himself. He didn't speak to me, he didn't smile – he didn't even look at me. He kept his eyes on the road.

And that was odd.

"Edward," I finally squeaked.

"Yes?" he replied after a long moment of silence.

"Are-are you mad at me?" I asked.

He sighed.

"No," he finally said.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked.

"Right and wrong," he replied.

I groaned. Not this again.

"We need to stop having birthday parties for me," I said, trying to lighten the mood.

"How's your finger?" he asked, glancing down at my paper-cutted finger.

"It's fine," I lied. Really, it was searing pain. It wouldn't stop throbbing. I subtly placed my hand on his. The cold felt nice on my finger.

"Bella, I shouldn't have let it go this far," Edward said. "It's time. We're leaving. How much longer could we stay in Forks, after all? Carlisle can barely pass for thirty, and he's now claiming thirty-three. We'd have to start over soon regardless."

"Can I come?" I asked. "When are we getting married?"

"No, you can't come," Edward said sharply, "and never. We're never getting married." I was shocked. "You're no good for me, Bella."

"Don't be ridiculous," I said, trying to sound firm. It sounded more like pleading and crying, though. Tears began falling down my cheeks. "You're the best part of my life!"

"My world's not for you," he said darkly.

"What happened at the party – it's fine! It was nothing! Nothing! Just because I don't understand Harry Potter, and because Alice gave me a squirrel with rabies, that was nothing! Nothing!"

"You're right," Edward said thoughtfully. "It was exactly what was to be expected."

"You promised! On several occasions you promised you'd stay!"

"As long as it was best for you," Edward said.

"No! It's best for me now if you stay! Toastoria and Toastlaurent are after me! They could kill me!" I reasoned.

"I'm not good for you… I can't even remember your birthday," Edward argued.

"You have a lot to think about!"

"Good bye, Bella," Edward said as he opened my car door.

I trembled as I felt tears coming on.

"Bu-bu-but Toastoria – Toastlaurent – they're going to kill me! And I love you, Edward!"

Edward handed me my presents as I stepped out of the car, and he drove off.

It was then that I realized that I had no idea where I was, and I didn't have a cell phone to call for help.

I was alone, cold, and in danger.

This wouldn't end well…