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To Lizzy: How do I manage to update every day… Hmm, I don't have a life, for one. xD But other than that it's hard work, to be honest. That's why I normally only manage to do daily updates for the first few weeks. Just like other authors, I can't keep this up forever. xD After two weeks of non-stop writing the headaches usually start to kick in, from all the typing and staring at the screen. ^^" But you should all know that I'm trying my best, and that's all I can do. xD

To Marijne: I'm not sure, yet. But I'm positive that there will at least be twenty chapters. ;)

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Okay, enough babbling for today, new chapter, enjoy!

Awkward Situations

I was sitting at Edward's kitchen table, watching his every move as he made breakfast for the two of us. After he had played some more for me he had offered to make me some food, but the atmosphere was a bit awkward, seeing as I wasn't sure anymore where we were standing after last night's events. He hadn't mentioned last night, and I was too much of a coward to bring it up myself. He was acting friendly toward me, but distant at the same time. Again with the mood swings, it was hard to keep up with them.

"You do like waffles, do you?" He asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Sure." I replied, forcing myself to smile at him.

He smiled a small, uncertain smile back at me, before turning his attention back to the waffles he was making. The silence had returned, and it wasn't broken until he placed a plate in front of me.

"One homemade, blueberry waffle for you. I'm sure it tastes better than it looks." He joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Thanks. It looks pretty good, actually."

I took a small bite and it turned out that it tasted pretty good, too. Was there anything that Edward Cullen wasn't good at? He sat down across from me, placing his own plate on the table. More silence as we ate. It was killing me, not knowing if he remembered anything at all about what had happened last night. I was desperately searching my brain for a way to bring it up, when he suddenly helped me out.

"So… I didn't do anything to hurt or upset you last night, did I? I'm afraid I was a little out of it." He said quietly, looking up from his plate.

Well that answers that question… He didn't remember anything. The familiar feeling of disappointment crashed down on me again.

I composed myself and tried to keep my tone light. "Depends… On what you qualify as 'embarrassing'." I repeated his words from the time I'd been talking in my sleep.

He laughed, which made me think that he remembered it, too. "Right, another case of ignorance is bliss?" He asked, confirming my presumption.

I nodded. "Definitely… But it's okay, I suppose. We're even now."

"Yes, it seems we are…" He murmured. "But I still feel the need to apologize, Bella. I'm sorry for dragging you back to my apartment, even though I'm not sure how I did it… That was inappropriate."

"It's fine, Edward, really. It was my choice, too. I could've left if I'd wanted to." I reminded him, hopefully taking away some of the guilt he was feeling.

He sighed, gazing at me with his mesmerizing eyes. "Thank you, Bella."

I smiled at him, reaching over the table to lightly brush the back of his hand. "You're more than welcome."

The loud sound of my rarely-used cell phone made us both jump up.

"Urgh, where is that stupid thing." I groaned in irritation, getting up.

"I think I spotted your purse near the hallstand." Edward offered helpfully.

I found my purse, and frantically searched it for my phone. I briefly glanced at the screen, where Rosalie's name popped up.

"Hi Rose." I answered.

"Hi Rose!? Don't you 'hi Rose' me, young lady!" She snapped. "I was worried sick about you! I thought you were dropping off Edward and going home!"

I winced at her tone and Edward threw me a questioning look. I rolled my eyes at him and mouthed 'Rose'.

"Yes, that was the original plan, I'm sorry." I apologized.

"Then where are you, now?" She asked.

"Still at Edward's place?" My words came out as a question.

"Really?" Rosalie's tone had turned from upset to surprised.

"Yes, really. Look, I'm sorry, I should've texted you. I know that this is very unlike me, and I understand that you were worried…"

"Oh, no… It's fine, don't mention it, I was just a little upset." She said casually. Her mood had turned around abruptly, and I was briefly wondering if mood swings were some sort of new, popular hype that nobody had bothered to tell me about.

"Okay… Well, I'm going to finish my waffle and then I'll come home." I told her.

"Take your time. See ya!" She replied, her tone thick with implications.

"Whatever, Rose." I mumbled. "Bye."

I dropped the phone back in my purse, and returned to the kitchen table, to eat the remainder of my waffle.

"She's truly worried about you, isn't she? She's a really good friend." Edward observed.

I grinned at him. "Yes she is… She might seem a bit overprotective, but she knows me better than anyone else, so she knows that I need some saving from myself sometimes. It wouldn't be the first time that my clumsiness brings me into trouble. No to mention the enormous amount of bad luck that is following me around most of the time." I confessed.

He raised his eyebrows. "That bad, huh?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"That seems unfair." He said.

I shrugged dismissively, and popped the last piece of waffle into my mouth. My life had always been like that, accidents, bad luck… But I always survived, so I never made a big deal out of it.

I offered Edward to help with the dishes, but he told me it was fine, and so I gathered my stuff in order to go back home.

"I guess I'll see you later." I muttered as he let me out. I had no idea how to act anymore.

"Later being tomorrow." Edward said, reminding me that it was a school day tomorrow.

"Right… See you then." I managed to produce a smile.

He rewarded me with a small, uneven smile that didn't touch his eyes. "Goodbye, Bella, thanks for staying."

My stomach did a flip when he said 'staying'. Did that mean that he did remember something? I waved that thought away.

"It's nothing." I answered quickly. "Bye."

I nearly ran out of the building, and on the way back home my brain was on overload. There were too many thoughts and emotions going through me at the moment, and I was feeling so confused. I needed to know how things were between Edward and I. Were we friends again? More than friends? Or were we nothing but teacher and student? I deeply regretted not asking him, but the coward in me hadn't been able to do it.

When I got home, Rose overwhelmed me with questions, but I told her I wasn't in the mood. She kept trying, of course, but I subtly dodged her every time she tried to ask something.

"Just tell me one thing, did he hurt you again?" She asked, before I had a chance to escape to the bathroom in an attempt to avoid her cross examination.

"No, he didn't… I'm only hurting myself, Rose. I should just accept the fact that he only sees me as one of his students."

Rose sighed dramatically. "You don't even believe that yourself… He has feelings for you, no doubt about that."

"Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't. Regardless, it doesn't even matter whether he has feelings for me or not… Not if he doesn't want to act on them!"

"Well he can't keep fighting his feelings forever." She comforted me.

"I guess you're right… I just wish I knew what we are now… Hell, I don't even know what to say or how to act when I see him in class tomorrow."

"Act normal, keep your distance until he approaches you, give him some room." Rose suggested.

"Yeah, I suppose that would be best… One thing is for sure, though, it's going to be uncomfortable and awkward..."

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On Monday morning it was safe to say that 'awkward' had been the understatement of the century. I decided to take the easy way out, not giving him a second glance when I rushed into the classroom.

During class I paid attention, kept my mouth shut, and avoided the notes that Rose was shoving in my direction. No way that I was going to give him a reason to address me. It was difficult not to fall back into the habit of staring at him, but I stubbornly kept my eyes glued to the books on my desk; this whole situation was hard enough without those green eyes smoldering me.

After what seemed like forever the bell rang, and I sighed in relief. For the first time since I had met Edward, I was happy that English class ended. I completely ignored him as I left the classroom, and I was pretty proud of myself for handling things so smoothly.

Rose seemed to agree, for she complimented me before we each left for our own classes. "Well done, girl." She said, patting me on the shoulder.

I grinned at her. "Thanks, that wasn't so bad."

"Nope, your tactic was brilliant, too bad it didn't allow you to see the looks he was giving you." She sang, pretending to wipe her forehead with her hand.

"What are you talking about?" I demanded.

"God, the way he stared at you… He wants you, Bella, and he is going to crack. Soon." She stated confidently.

I slowly shook my head at her bossy tone. "I'm not going to argue this time, I just hope you're right."

"Oh I am, trust me! I'll see you at lunch." She winked at me.

We said our goodbyes and I headed for my next class.

Spanish class flew by, and to my surprise Mr. Varner was absent, which meant that I could skip the dreaded trig class for today. Unfortunately I still sucked at trig, and so I went to the pathetic excuse for a library that Forks High possessed, to put my free period to good use and catch up on some trig homework.

The library was deserted, and I sat down at one of the shabby tables in the back. I didn't know how long I'd been sitting there, focusing on several trig problems, when his voice nearly gave me a heart attack.

"Do you need any help with that, Miss Swan?" His tone sounded mocking.

Shit! Run and hide!

"No thank you, I'll manage, Mr. Cullen. I'm an expert when it comes to trig." I replied sarcastically, reluctantly lifting my head up and meeting his gaze.

He smirked in a way that made my heart race. "Liar." He said in a low, husky voice.

"Don't you have class?" I asked dismissively.

He shook his head. "No, free period. Why else do you think I would offer you my services?"

I bit my lip, nervously fumbling with the pen in my hands.

"So do you want my help?" He asked again when I didn't answer him, the left corner of his mouth turning up almost invisibly.

He was teasing me, he had to be. He couldn't have missed the effect he was currently having on me.

"Fine… Help me if you must." I grumbled in defeat.

Without hesitating he sat down on the chair next to me. There was hardly any distance between our chairs, and our legs were lightly brushing against each other whenever one of us moved. I wondered if I was the only one who felt the electricity crackling in the air...

"Were you working on this one?" He asked, pointing at something in my workbook.

"Yes."

"Hmm let's see…" He mused.

He started to explain the assignment, and I tried to keep up with him. The problem was that I was seriously distracted by his close proximity. His arm brushed against mine frequently, and every now and then he leaned in, making it even worse. His scent made my head swim, and I felt the overwhelming urge to touch him, to kiss him… anything at all, so I tightly clenched my pen in my right hand, while my left hand was forming a tight fist under the table.

"Do you even hear a word I'm saying?" He asked suddenly.

He didn't sound irritated, more like amused, and I gave him an apologizing look.

"I'm sorry." I croaked.

He smiled serenely. "Oh, I can understand, trigonometry isn't that exciting… And other than that, I have a dark suspicion that I am the biggest source of distraction to you at the moment, am I right?"

Oh god… That voice, those words, his blazing eyes… Was he trying to be seductive? It was working, that was for sure… I could hardly breathe. But why was he doing it? Why now?

"There's no point in denying, Miss Swan." His lips were at my ear now, his breath tickling my overheated skin.

I wanted to argue, but then I felt how he placed his right hand over my hand that I'd been hiding under the desk, gently smoothing out my numb fingers.

"Why so tense?" He murmured, leaning back slightly, moving his perfect face right in front of me.

"Yeah, I wonder why that is." I stuttered, using sarcasm as my last defense.

He smiled smugly. "I think I can guess."

He leaned in a bit, and his breath washed against my lips. I was unable to look away, to break the spell, and I helplessly waited for him to stop… But then he lazily started to trace patterns on the palm of my hand with his index finger, under the table. He was keeping up a slow, torturous pace, and again I had trouble breathing.

"We can't do this here." I blurted out, my cheeks burning when I realized how wrong it sounded.

"Do what?" He asked innocently. "I'm explaining a trig assignment to a student who's in need of my teaching skills. Besides, I don't see anyone around, do you?"

"That's not the point." I gasped. "Why are you doing this?"

He leaned even closer to me, his nose touching mine. At this point I could taste his sweet breath on my lips, and I was on the verge of collapsing.

"Because… It is not nice to ignore people, Miss Swan." He purred.

Oops… So that was what this was about. He was getting back at me because I had ignored him in class.

"I- I thought that it would be… better… for us." I defended my behavior.

"I disagree." He replied, those kissable lips less than an inch away from mine.

I wanted him to kiss me so badly, and I was frozen in place, unable to move…

A loud buzzing sound startled us, and we both pulled back in a reflex, sitting straight again. Saved by the bell, literally.

"Lunch break." My shaky voice said.

"Yes, it seems you are safe, Miss Swan… for now." He murmured. "I don't like it when you avoid me like that, don't do it again." He added, intently staring into my eyes, as if trying to communicate something vitally important.

He gave me one last crooked smile and got up in a swift movement, casually walking out of the library, not once glancing back. I sat there for about ten minutes, still stunned. This man certainly had a problem when it came to making up his mind, but about one thing I was absolutely positive: No matter how unreal it sounded, Edward Cullen had feelings for me. And to my horror he now knew that I returned those feelings…

Thanks for reading, new chapter tomorrow! :D I'm going to have some fun with my drunk!Edward now. xD