A/N: Hey all! I hope you had a wonderful week. My kiddos are back in school.. thank the heavens! Things are starting to heat up with our couple! Hold on tight!

I forgot to give much love to the team of fabulous ladies that help me and hockeyward last chapter: Itlnbrt my awesome beta who loves me despite my many comma issues- to my pre-readers: CullensTwiMistress, JoJo757 & fanfichardcore... you ladies ROCK!

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May Junior Year

BPOV

Kelly Clarkson- Miss Independent

Misguided heart
Miss play it smart
Miss if you want to use that line you better not start, no
But she miscalculated
She didn't want to end up jaded
And this miss decided not to miss out on true love
So, by changing her misconceptions
She went in a new direction
And found inside she felt a connection
She fell in love.

He surrounded me. Not just with his sweaty arms pressing me hard against his equally sweaty body, but with his lips as they licked and nibbled every inch of my body. My fingers kneaded and scraped at his back with each flick of his tongue and suckle of his lips.

"You taste so sweet, Bella," he whispered against my heated flesh just before he took one hardened nipple into his mouth. The pressure of his mouth sucking caused my back to arch, just to get closer to him. His hand was busy plucking and rolling my other nipple until I thought I was going to go insane from lust.

My legs moved constantly, trying to relieve the persistent ache between them. If I could have, I would have snaked my hand between us and given attention to my needy nub. But Edward was so tightly pressed to me, there was no room. Plus, my hands were busy memorizing every muscle, every ridge, and every hard plane of his back. I felt it flex as he moved all over my body.

"More, please Edward," I panted. I gripped the sheets beneath me, fearful that I would float away; he was making me feel so good.

I felt him chuckle against my skin as he blazed a fiery trail from my nipples to my belly button. He swirled the tip of his tongue into it, making me squirm and moan. But before I could protest too much, he continued his path down. The second I felt just the ghost of his breath on my sex, I shivered and splayed my legs as wide as they could. My fingers itched to fist his hair and shove him onto my clit.

As if he sensed the warring desires in me, one of his arms laid heavily on my lower body pinning me to the bed, as I heard him inhale deeply. Some part of my brain wanted to be embarrassed at him sniffing my cooch, but when I felt the flat of his tongue slide up my slit, all rational thought escaped me.

"Fuck, yes." I hissed. "Fuck, Edward. More!" This time I couldn't stifle the urge to grab fistfuls of his hair. I twined my fingers through his silken locks and crushed his face harder to my leaking pussy. That was all the encouragement he needed, as he began licking and sucking every inch of my slit. When his fingers joined the party, I started moaning like a porn star. My head thrashed from side to side as he plunged first one, then two fingers deep inside me.

With the combination of his tongue and lips attacking my clit with a ferocious intensity and his long, skillful fingers thrusting rapidly into my pussy, it was no surprise that my orgasm threatened to consume me. But when he crooked his fingers and hit that magical spot I only dreamed existed, there was no stopping myself from falling into pieces.

The fingers I had in his hair I grasped even tighter when my orgasm started. I crushed his face to my pussy and rode it for all I was worth. Moans and groans fell from my lips making the room sound like a porn set. My legs clamped his head tight as my body bowed off the bed, and my grunts of pleasure turned to screams of delight.

When the last shivers left my body, my arms and legs slumped to the bed beneath me. My breathing was ragged as he placed feather light kisses on the inside of my thigh, before popping his head up.

His face was beaming and covered in my juices and I couldn't help but give him an exhausted but silly grin back.

"How was that, Bella?" he asked, with an adorable lopsided grin. I tried to reply, but my mouth couldn't form the words. Instead I kept hear him say my name.

"Bella. Bella? BELLA!"

I woke with a start when I felt my entire body being shoved. When I finally processed what was happening, two things became clear, it was all a dream, and my hand was shoved down my panties with my dad in the room. Thank fuck, I had blankets covering my body

"About damn time you woke up, your alarm has been going off for over half an hour. You better hurry or you're going to be late for school." With that he unceremoniously slammed his hand on my alarm, finally turning it off. "I'm off to bed. I work overnights this week."

My scrambled and slightly mortified brain cleared enough to realize that my alarm woke my dad. "I'm sorry, Daddy. Didn't mean to sleep through it."

He gave me the stink eye for using Daddy to soften him up. He grunted and then made his way back to his room. When I heard his door shut, I pulled out the hand that was still buried in my panties. It was covered in my juices.

I replayed the dream, getting lost in a lusty haze of arousal and need. They were getting worse as days went by. This was the first time I woke to find my hand stuffed in my panties. I was sure I was trying to masturbate in my sleep. I wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. Although, I tried to rationalize, boys did have wet dreams and would wake up with crusty boxers. So, it would only make sense that girls could do something similar.

I rolled my eyes at my lame attempt at making this all just peachy keen. When my eyes looked over at the clock and I realized I had wasted another fifteen minutes stuck in my head, I scrambled to get ready for the day. I sped through a fast shower, threw my hair up into a ponytail and grabbed a granola bar as I rushed to my car.

But on the way to school, I finally gave my thoughts some freedom. The first, the dreams while erotic and sexy as hell, only served to frustrate me. It was like they were taunting me, waving Edward in front of me like a carrot on a stick. Only to come to school and see the object of my desire in flesh and blood, adding another layer of torment. This of course lent itself to thought number two; I really should make a play for Edward. Which gave way to the last thought, how in the hell do I do that?

It wasn't like my situation was anything like my friends. For them it was apparent that they all liked each other. They were either too scared or stupid to do anything about it. But with Edward and me, it was a completely different story. I had no clue how he felt. He never gave me the long simmering glances that Emmett would give Rose. He never went out of his way to find innocent ways to touch me like Jasper would do for Alice.

No, instead he appeared to treat me just like he did all his friends. There was not one iota of a clue or hint that he thought of me as anything other than a friend. In fact, I swore there were even times when he seemed to avoid me at all costs. This hurt my ego and my pride. I wasn't confident enough in myself to be able to suck it up and make the first move. Not when all the signs pointed to the fact that he wasn't into me like I was him.

But that didn't mean I was giving up. No, I needed a new plan off attack and for that, I needed my girls. Of course that meant I needed to ask for their help without giving away my reason for it. I wasn't quite ready to let them in on my little obsession or maybe I should call it infatuation with Edward. Only because I needed to get things figured out in my own head before I could share it with them. Because once I told them, there would be no stopping them from doing whatever they could to get us together.

A few days later, we were all sitting in my room, my dad was working and we were doing a True Blood marathon. We were taking a break to get more snacks when Alice and Rose started discussing a double date with them and the boys. I felt it was the best opening I was going to get.

"So, um, guys, I was, um wondering something." I was twisting my hands in my shirt, trying to quell a sudden rush of nerves. They both turned to look at me to show they were listening. "How long did it take you guys to finally realize you like Jasper and Emmett?"

I prayed that they wouldn't delve deeper into the reasoning behind my question, but they both narrowed their gaze and I felt like a deer trapped in headlights.

"Any reason in particular you were wondering that?" asked Rose with a perfectly arched brow.

"Um, no…?" My voice cracked and I knew I was dead in the water. All that was left now was damage control. Alice giggled and Rose smirked. I was in deep shit.

"Right," drawled Alice. She shared some silent look with Rose for a few seconds and then turned their prefatory gaze onto me. "Here's the deal Bella, we dish, you dish. Got it?"

I swallowed nervously. I cleared my throat a few times to make sure it wouldn't squeak. "How about I tell you what I am willing for now with the promise that you will know more soon." I could tell Rose wasn't hip on that, so I kept pleading my case. "Only because there are a few more things I need to figure out before I let you guys know. I was always going to tell you guys. I promise." I gave them my puppy dog look, complete with pouty lips.

I saw Alice soften, but Rose still appeared skeptical. I knew I had to win her over. "Rose, I promise I will. This is all so new to me and you know I like to overthink shit to death. Let me try and figure some of this stuff out for myself first."

For a few heartbeats there was no sound, just me looking at Rose, pleading for her to understand. Eventually she gave me a terse nod. "You better tell us everything eventually and not the day you get with this guy. You tell us before. Got it?"

I smiled at her. "Deal."

Alice clapped now that everyone had made nice and patted the seat between her and Rose. "Come, let's talk." With a great deal of apprehension, I sat down and we began to talk.

And what a talk it was. It opened my eyes to so much. Namely, Rose and Alice had been in my situation before they got with their men. Unsure, apprehension and a whole lot of fear that the one they liked didn't like them back. For Alice, she became his friend, in the hopes that one day she would have the nerve to talk to him or he would make the first move.

Rose, was a bit more direct with Emmett. She flirted with him, but never singled him out. In her mind, she wanted him to know she liked him, but she wasn't going to wait for him. She wasn't a stingy flirt, limiting it to just flirting with Em and no one else. She spread out her flirts, making sure he saw her do it. She felt that it made a boy figure out quickly how he felt about a girl.

They dispensed valuable information like it could take a boy longer to figure out how he felt about a girl. Most of the time they swore boys needed to be slapped upside the head before they realized they liked a girl. They cautioned me not to come on too strong, but not to fade into the shadows either. It was a carefully crafted mix of the two dichotomies. It made my head spin.

When it came time for me to give them small tidbits of who I was fascinated with, I had to choose my words just right. I didn't want them to figure it out and hound me until I caved and confirmed they were right. They looked at me with such expectation, I hated to disappoint them.

"First let me ask that you let me get out all I'm willing to divulge. Also, please respect that even if you have questions I may not answer them. Again it's not because I don't want to tell you, it's just that for now I'm keeping some stuff to myself. Okay?"

Both girls nodded, crossed their hearts and held out their pinkies. We did a three-way pinkie shake, and I began my tale. I told them I had noticed him a few months back, but only recently realized I liked him. That I have talked to him, and I shared a class with him. I didn't see the need to tell them that I shared two classes with Edward. I was worried it would make it too easy for them to determine who I was talking about.

I said he was a sweet guy and I felt a connection to him, but not sure that he felt the same way, which was why I asked them about their relationship with the guys. They tried to ask if they knew him, was he an athlete, and would they approve of him. As much as I wanted to tell them everything and answer their questions I could only tell them that I would tell them soon.

It barely pacified them, but when I reminded we pinkie shook, they scowled and we were able to turn back to the True Blood marathon. I breathed a sigh of relief and snuggled down to watch hunky vampires vie for Sookie's attention. For just that night, I didn't want to worry about Edward and what I was going to do.

Of course that only lasted for that night. After that, it was always on my mind. The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became, because there didn't seem to a simple solution that wouldn't cause me to be the one laying all my cards on the table. If there was only some way to increase my odds that he would like me.

And just like that, inspiration finally struck! Why couldn't I do just that, try and make him like me. Ok, so I knew I couldn't force him. But I could make him notice me. Show him that I could and should be more than a friend. I could show him that I was prime girlfriend material.

And what better time to do it than in the summer. That way I wouldn't have to compete with half of the female population of Forks High. I could work some magic in a more relaxed and casual atmosphere. I would get Alice and Rose on board. Hell, I would take Alice up on her offer of a makeover. I was getting excited just thinking about it. I was bound to spend lots of time with Edward, as he was friends with the boys. I knew that Alice and Rose would be spending time with them.

It all worked out just so fucking perfect that I couldn't sleep some nights, I was too busy making plans. I had dreams of all the time we would spend together over the summer: movies at Rose's, cook-outs at First Beach, hanging out in Em's basement. Fuck, maybe Edward and I could even hang out by ourselves. That idea alone fueled plenty of vibe ready fantasies.

But before I could implement any of my plans, there was one little problem I needed to take care. I knew what my end goal was and I wanted to make it the best that it could be and well, my little issue was standing in my way. If I was going to do something, I had to be careful; word could not make it back to Edward, which limited my choices. But I wasn't going to let it deter me.

But you know that saying about having good intentions and they go to hell or something like that. Well, I lived it. Just days after I came up with my brilliant summer plan of Operation Edward, my fucking father goes and ruins it all. With one fucking sentence over dinner he wrecked not only my appetite but my beautiful plan.

I was scouting the Cosmo website for the top ten ways to let your crush know you like him or something similar when Charlie came home with the pizza he promised for dinner. I had more important things to do than cook. I had a plan to develop.

"Bells, I'm home and I got the pizza."

"Be right down, Dad." I bookmarked what I was reading and headed downstairs.

Charlie was getting plates out of the cabinet, so I went and grabbed a can of beer for him and a can of Cherry Coke for me. We dug into the deep dish meat lover's pizza. I had a mouthful of it when Charlie reached into his back pocket and slid a rectangular envelope next to me. I wiped my hands, curious as to what he was giving me.

I looked up at him and he smiled as he took a bite. He motioned for me to open it up. For some reason I stopped chewing, like my body couldn't chew and open the envelope at the same time. I flipped the lid and saw a plane ticket. I scanned closer to see it was for Jacksonville leaving a couple of days after school let out with a return date of three weeks later.

I started to choke on the pizza as shock and anger flooded my body. My hands flew to my mouth as I tried to choke back up the lump of pizza that had lodged in my throat. Charlie flew to my side and began to pound on my back. A few good thumps and the mushy ball of food landed on my plate.

Of course, all that thumping had turned off my brain filter as my first words were not ones of gratitude, for either saving my life or the ticket.

"What the fuck is this?" My hand held the offensive piece of paper. Charlie's eyes bugged out of their sockets and his mouth opened and closed like a fish needing oxygen.

"Language, Bella!" roared Charlie. All I could muster up in response was a dramatic eye roll. He gave me the stink eye, I huffed and took a few calming breaths.

"What is this ticket all about?" I asked as calmly as I could. Charlie looked at me warily before he sat back down and spilled his guts.

It seemed him and my mom were talking and they decided it would be a good idea for me visit seeing as I never went down during my breaks. Together they purchased the ticket. They picked the three weeks right after school so that I would still have most of my summer break to spend with my friends.

But how could I make them understand being away those three weeks put a kink in all my plans. It allowed too much time for some other chick to swoop in and steal Edward away. But no matter how much I cried, ranted, and pouted, my parents were both resolute. I was going to Jacksonville and nothing would change that.

One night, as I lay in my bed, trying to re-arrange my plans to make the most of the time I would have left in the summer if by some miracle Edward wasn't snatched up by a skank, a devious idea came to me. Maybe, just, maybe I could use this trip to my advantage. What better place to take care of my little problem than hundreds of miles away from Edward. After all, what happened in Jacksonville stayed in Jacksonville.

EPOV

Hedley- Trip

What are you doing to me?
I'm so into you
And the hardest part is knowing
That I'll never follow through
You're slowly killing me
And I wish it wasn't true
Cause I'm so into you

I was glad May was busy. It allowed me little time to spend torturing myself over Bella. I honestly didn't want to think about her or anything related to her. I just wanted to make it through the end of the school year and start out the summer with a bang. Bella and all these strange and rather annoying feelings I had for her was a complication I did want to bother with.

Trouble was, I wasn't sure how successful I was in trying to ignore her. I shared two classes with her; lunch, friends, and even when she wasn't near me she lingered in my mind. I could pick out the smell of her shampoo anywhere and her laugh always made me look at her.

In the deep places of my brain I knew that I liked her and more than a friend. I just wasn't ready to admit it and I wasn't ready to be with her, or any girl. It was more than just what Bree did to me by cheating. It was everything that being in a relationship entailed. I just wasn't sure if I was ready for it all, to put myself out there, vulnerable and exposed. So I did what I did best. I pushed all those thoughts away, stuffed them deep, and focused on anything else, but how much I really liked being near her.

Luckily, Emmett gave me a great distraction when we had less than three weeks left of school. We were all piled in my room trying to finish last minute projects, and I was trying to help Emmett with math. He was in danger of failing and if he wanted to play his senior year of football he needed to pass. Jasper was on my computer typing up a history paper.

"Yo, jerk off's. What are we gonna do next month? Eddie's turning eighteen. Ya know what that means!" He waggled his brows and we both rolled our eyes at him. I was the last of the three of us to turn eighteen. We had always said we would go do something epic to celebrate our new found freedom.

Emmett was going full speed, throwing out ideas left and right. "We could go bungee jumping, skydiving, or we could go get tattoo's!" He eyes were lit with some crazy light with all the fucked up ideas in his head.

Jasper and I looked at him in horror. We both knew we had to rein him in before he went off half-cocked. Jasper spun to look at Emmett who was pacing in front of my window. "Dude, chill. I'm not doing any of that. Are you nuts? Why can't we do something that won't end up with one or more of us in the hospital?"

Em spun on his heel. "Come on Jasper, live a little." I could see he was gearing up for a fight; I had to diffuse things fast.

"Um, hey, it's my birthday. Why can't I pick?" Jasper was nodding emphatically.

"He's right Em, let Edward decide what he wants to do." We both watch as Em warred with the need to do something extreme and being a good friend.

"Ok, fine," He pouted. "What do you want to do Edward?" I could practically see him begging me to pick one of his ideas. It was written all over his face.

"Let me think about it and I'll get back to you guys." I saw Emmett was gearing up for a huge hissy fit; he could be such a pussy. "We really need to get this shit done," I gestured to the books and papers that littered my room. "Don't worry Em, I won't make any decisions without talking to you first. I promise."

That seemed to pacify him and we returned to studying. But he had planted the seeds of wanting to do something epic, just not life threatening. To me there was a big difference. Plus, the more rational it was, the more likely it was the parents would be okay with it. Emmett tended to forget that part.

A week later, Jasper cornered me before I walked into the lunchroom.

"Hey, Edward. I got an idea for this summer." He was scratching the back of his head, telling me he was nervous.

"Sure, what you got in mind?" We walked off down the hall to talk without being overheard.

"Well, I got some relatives in California. What about a road trip."

I had to admit, the idea had some real potential. The thought of cruising through California had appeal. There were some great ballparks we could visit, the ocean, and great cities to see. I could feel a smile creep across my face.

"You know, Jasper that sounds like one hell of an idea. Let me do some thinking and searching and I'll let you know." He nodded and we went into lunch.

The idea of a road trip rolled through my mind. I loved the thought of just getting away, letting the ocean breezes just take me away. There were plenty of things we could do and see, even some with enough thrill for Emmett's need for adrenaline.

Just then Bella laughed along with the girls over something Emmett did. My eyes drifted over to her and I couldn't help but think maybe time away from her would help clear my mind. While there was more of me that was ready to admit I was into her, I just wasn't ready to follow through with it.

A/N: Hmmm... any ideas what Bella is planning? What do you think about Edward? Is he still swimming in denial or confusion?

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