Hey all you wonderful people! I've missed all of my reviewers so much in the time that I haven't updated. I feel dreadful about it, but, for some unknown reason, I just haven't felt the urge to update until now. I'm not sure how wonderful this chapter's going to be, and I don't even really have any idea as to where it's going to go, but I'm writing it so that I won't have to endure the wrath of any of my reviewers. I hope this satisfies all of you!

(For those of you who might actually read this, here's an update about me. I just got back from an awesome week at Camp Don Lee, a local Methodist camp. To all of you from Group 7, I would like to say…Ay Bay Bay! (The girls at least might actually understand that) I also got a gigantic bruise on my leg from climbing up on the jetty after we went out on the Flying Scots (medium sized sailboats. Weekers are only aloud to sail the sunfish by themselves, but we went out with a Sailing Staff. We also went out on the Hobie Cats.) There was this big rusty bolt sticking out of the wood, and I climbed up on the jetty and now I have a big scrape with a big purple/yellow/green bruise around it. Also, after having a completely brother-free week, I now have to deal with him and his week seems to have made him even more rude, insensitive, and oblivious, and my parents seem to think I'm being the stupid one.)

So if you endured that extremely long rant up there, congratulations. If you just skipped right on ahead to the story…have fun reading!

Bellabookworm9

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Edward and I were standing side-by-side in the line at the checkout, holding hands and being generally oblivious to anyone but ourselves, when someone bumped into me. The shock of the blow almost caused me to topple over into the poor old lady standing in front of us, but Edward caught me before I fell.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!" I turned around to see who had knocked into me and then glared at the blond boy who had apologized. Mike Newton.

"Hi, Mike." I said, before turning around and ignoring him as he attempted to make conversation with me. I knew as soon as I had seen his face that he hadn't bumped into me on purpose, and I was tired of people trying to break up Edward and I.

Once the little old lady had paid for her single can of cat food and her bottle of prune juice, I stepped up and placed my granola bars and a bottle of Pepsi on the counter. The gum-smacking teenager that I miraculously didn't recognize from the tiny high school scanned my items and recited the price of my meal to me. I turned to Edward, but he wasn't where I expected him to be. He was a few steps away, staring at a frozen Mike with a murderous look in his eyes. I rolled my eyes and paid for my food with the few dollars I had in my pocket.

"Boyfriends." I said to the girl and she gave me a sympathetic look before handing me my change and asking me to come back soon. I turned around and grabbed Edward's arm.

"Time to go." He didn't move, so I tugged a little and said, "Edward! It's time to go!" he looked around and seemed to realize where he was.

"Oh. Sorry." He started forward to pay for my stuff, but I grabbed my bag and told him I'd already paid.

"But I told you I was paying! You cant just go and pay for your own food when I told you I would!"

"Yes I can." I said. "It's not like you're going to be eating it anyways."

"But I'm your boyfriend. I should be allowed to pay for your meals if I want to."

We had reached the car by now, and I was ready for the argument to be over. I didn't like to fight with Edward.

"Well, I already paid for it, so it's no use arguing anymore. And you spend way too much money on me as it is. On things I don't need. So I think I should be allowed to pay for something." This argument was beginning to get tiring. Why couldn't Edward see that I didn't want him to pay for everything I would ever own? I needed to do something on my own.

"Well, I've got the money to pay for whatever you want, so I don't see what's wrong with trying to give it to you."

"Edward, I appreciate the fact that you want to spend your money on me, but I can make money, the same as you. And I'm not poor. It's not like I can't buy anything for myself."

"I know you're not poor Bella. But you're not rich either. And you can do whatever you want with the money you do have. I'm not stopping you from doing that. I just want to make you happy. That's all, I swear." He reached out and took my face in his hand, the other still on the wheel, and gazed into my eyes. "I love you," he said and, before I could scream at him for not looking at it, turned his eyes back to the road.

"I love you too." He smiled and we pulled up to his house. We walked in the front door to find Rosalie and Emmett making out on one of the white couches…and they were missing some key articles of clothing. I just stood there in shock, while Edward screamed, "OH MY GOD!" and covered my eyes. I felt him pick me up, still screaming things at Emmett and Rosalie. I couldn't hear most of it, but I think I caught something about emotional scarring and privacy.

When Edward finally set me down and uncovered my eyes, I looked up at him, faintly registering that we were in his room, my eyes still wide and shocked.

"I'm sorry you had to see that." He said, wincing. "I will never understand either one of them. There has got to be something wrong with their minds."

"It's okay." I said. "They probably didn't think we were coming back." Suddenly, I saw the same image I had seen only a few seconds before, only it was Edward and I kissing with that fierce passion and missing the same articles of clothing. I blushed fiercely and fought the image away, wishing that it would happen, but at the same time knowing that, if it ever did, it wouldn't be any time soon.

"But still! People sit on that couch. The only way to decontaminate it now is probably to burn it."

"Edward, chill out. I'm sure this isn't the first time this has happened. This is Rosalie and Emmett we are talking about."

"Well, no, it's not the first time, but I've never really been comfortable being able to read their minds when they do that kind of stuff, and they're just flauntingit around when they know we can't do that kind of stuff. It's maddening." His face looked so cute at that moment that it took an enormous amount of effort to stop myself from kissing him. But I resisted. It probably wasn't that good of an idea to kiss him after seeing that image in my head a few seconds before.

I didn't really know how to respond to what he just said, and the blush in my cheeks was growing stronger, so I just said, "I'm hungry." It sounded kind of stupid in the wake of his words, but I really was hungry and there was nothing that could be done about seeing Edward's siblings on the couch pretty much in the nude.

Edward handed over my grocery bag of food and I took out two granola bars and took a swig of my Pepsi. I patted the cushion next to me on the couch, indicating that I wanted him to come sit by me. He complied. I leaned against him and propped my legs up on the opposite arm of the sofa and began to eat my "dinner."

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Sorry it's so short and kind of boring, but anything's better than nothing, right? So I hope you enjoyed the brief continuation of this story, and I promise that the next chapter will be longer and much more interesting. I'm hoping to update next week because I have to go to my grandpa's house again to visit my aunt and uncle who are coming to stay. I would have stayed home, but I wouldn't have had any food or any way to get anywhere, so I would have been extremely bored and hungry. So I'm going.

Much love and a bottle of anti-depressants,

Bellabookworm9

P.s. I have found my perfect writing soundtrack. It's Fall Out Boy's "From Under the Cork Tree" CD with a few songs from "Infinity On High" and "Take This to Your Grave" added in. The mix is absolutely amazing, and I've also come to associate it with the Harry Potter books for some reason. They just seem to fit.