"What's your damage Penny?!" I shouted at him. He's been pulling me for about 10 minuets or so and my legs were feeling like jelly. He stopped and turned around making me crash into his chest. I looked up at him into his eyes. His face was dangerously close to mine; all I had to do was get on my tiptoes. I lifted my heels from the ground putting my weight on the balls of my feet and slowly pushed up.

"Penny?" He asked before I could reach him. Edward's face broke out in a crooked grin out of amusement. I quickly forgot about kissing him and put my heels back on the ground before answering.

"Yeah, what you do like it?" I smirked.

"Why Penny though?" He questioned.

"Bronze hair. What else is the same color as bronze; copper. And what money unit is made of copper; a penny. Thus Penny." I raised an eyebrow at him. "Need any more explanation?"

"No."

"Now please tell me where the hell you are pulling me too!" I yanked my wrist from his hold and fell on the ground from the amount of force needed to pull it out.

Edward rolled his eyes, or from what I could see he did, and bent down to help me up. I reached to grab his extended hand but he yanked it out of the way. "Before I help you up I need you to promise me something."

I was getting annoyed, "And that is?"

"That you won't run away from me until I talk to you."

"I pwomise," I mumbled and stretched my hand to reach Edward's. But he yanked it back again. "What the hell!?"

"You said that you pwomised not that you promise."

Dammit he's good. I let out a sigh and said, "Fine! I, Isabella Marie Swan, promise not to run away from you until you talk to me."

"Good," He smirked and finally pulled me up from the ground.

I wiped the dirt off from my butt before I spoke, "Okay, so now what?"

He took my hand and we started to walk around this pond in silence. Edward seemed to be collecting his thoughts so I just look at the pond and the moonlight ripples around it. We made 2 complete laps around the path surrounding the lake before he sat down under this willow tree. I stood there staring at him not knowing what to do. Should I sit down with him or should I just stand and let him talk to me from up here.

Edward looked up at my confused form and gestured towards the area next to him. "I won't hurt you, ever. I promise." His voice sounded reassuring and that made me feel a little better. Taking a deep breathe I slowly lower myself to the ground and sat next to him Indian style facing the pond.

I looked down at my hands in my lap before I spoke, "So are you ready to talk?" My voice was barley above a whisper but I knew that he heard me.

I heard him sigh, "Not completely yet."

"What's your favorite color?" I asked while I picked apart a pick on grass between my fingers.

"Why?" He chuckled.

I looked up from my hands and looked him in the eye. "Well you said that you weren't really ready to talk about what you brought me here for so I'm distracting you till you're ready."

He laughed a little more. I love his laugh, it's musical and perfect. "Sapphire."

"Sapphire isn't a color, that's a gem stone." I told him.

"Sapphire is to a color. It has its own crayon and everything."

"Yeah, in the 64 pack." I laughed and threw the piece of grass at him. He chuckled in response. "So why is it your favorite color?" I picked up another piece as I asked.

"It is September's gem stone and September is my favorite month."

"Why thought? What's in September to make it so special? The school year starts and you can't wear white anymore; big deal."

"It's my favorite month because it marks the beginning of change. When the leaves fall it gives people the chance to reinvent themselves along with the weather. And it's just so pretty."

"Well are those the only reasons why? Because those are pretty lame."

"Well," He smirked down at the ground, "you were also born in September."

I smiled at him. One of the reasons he loves September is because of me. "Okay well then what's your favorite song?"

He laughed at me, "That's like trying to ask Alice what's her favorite pair of shoes. My favorite song seems to change from day to day it seems like it."

"Well what's your favorite song right now?"

"Signal Fire by Snow Patrol."

"Why thought?" I questioned.

"I don't know. It just seems to fit my life at the moment." He sighed at me. "What's your favorite song?"

"Umbrella." I muttered.

"That Rihanna song?" He chuckled.

"No," I hit his leg for him to shut up. "The remake by Scott Simons, I can't really stand the original. But Scott Simons's version is acoustic, simple, and amazing."

"Never heard of it," He sounded astonished.

"Well I listen to a lot of bands and singers that not a lot of people know about. When people like take my ipod or look at my CD case they always ask me about like half of the bands in or on it. But most of the bands that I like usually end up getting pretty popular when I start getting tired of them. Like you know the band Fall Out Boy?" He nodded. "Of course you do. Well I started listening to them when they were just a small indie group that hardly anyone heard of. But then they got all popular while I started to get really tired of them. So for the next few months it seemed like I couldn't turn on the radio without hearing one of their songs."

"So tell me what going to be the next big thing so I can get ahead of the game and stock up on their merchandise while it's cheap." He teased to me.

"The Maine and Forever the Sickest Kids," I simply stated.

"You'll have to burn me some CD's then."

I laughed, "Apparently I do."

"Tell me your guilty pleasure, or one of them."

"Acoustic anything, basically I just always think that they are better than the originals. They also help you tell the good bands apart from the bad ones." Edward smiled at me like he understood. I smiled back at him, "So tell me yours."

"Hannah Montana; most defiantly." He laughed.

I snorted. "Please, come on. What's your real guilty pleasure?"

"Running." He stated. I groaned at him loudly. "What?"

"Well you didn't tell me you were on of those people. You know, the ones that jog around in a circle over and over again at the crack of dawn with their ipod in a little bicep holder."

He laughed, "Believe me I'm not. I only run to escape from life. It just feels like if I can run fast enough or far enough the troubles will just fall behind. But the problem with that is that they never do. It just delays them for a while."

I sighed. "Why does everything with you need to be like a line from Dr. Phil?"

Edward chuckled and looked up at the sky. We sat like that for a good while; him looking up at the sky and me playing with my hands looking at the water. He took in a deep breathe and turned around to face me. Edward moved his legs so he was sitting Indian style across from me. I knew that he was going to be getting to the point soon enough. The problem was I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to take it.

"Bella…" He whispered. Against my better judgment I looked up from my hands to his eyes. Once I met his eyes he sighed and looked away from me. It sounded like he was laughing slightly. "There is no way you have this effect on me." He looked back at me. "But it seems that you do. It's like I can't stay away from you. You're stubborn, annoying, and …well feisty is the only word that I can think of. And the second I met you in Chemistry and I saw you drawing, your skill, I just knew that I couldn't stay away from you. No matter what I tried, no matter whom I date because to tell you the truth Rosalie holds no interest towards me."

I gasped slightly, "You mean you're only dating Rosalie just to get away from me?" I felt pretty hurt at that. "Your hurting Emmett because of me because for the past two months, since he saw you and Rose at the movies, he's been the most lifeless creature I've ever met in my life. He's like a 14 year old girl who just got raped and watched her mother be killed by the same man in the same night. How could you do that to him? He's your family." I was shouting at him with all of the angry from inside me that's been boiling up inside of me for two months.

"No Bella, you've got it all wrong." He grabbed my flaying hands and pulled them to our laps. "I'm not dating Rosalie to get away from you. I'm dating her to prove to myself that I'm not falling in love with out!"

All of the rage that was inside of me vanished and I felt like I couldn't breath. "What?" I whispered out from my trembling lips.

"Think about it. Who is probably the hardest girl to date in this whole entire school?"

I looked down at my lap and sucked on my bottom lip, "Rosalie…"

"Exactly Bella, I just needed to see if I could get a date with her to prove to myself that I still have it. Before you came to school it seemed that I could get any girl that I wanted; single or taken. But then you come and I just start second guessing myself. Maybe I can't get any girl anymore. Even thought I could have any girl I didn't want them. But then you come, you the award winning artist, and it seemed that even thought I wanted you I couldn't get you."

"Edw-" I started but was cut off from the feeling of my phone vibrating. "Shit." I pulled my hands out from Edward's and reached into my pocket for my phone. I didn't need to see the flashing Jazz to know who it was. I bit my lip and flipped open my phone. "Hello?"

"BELLA! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? I'VE LEFTED YOU LIKE 6 MESSAGES AND 10 TEXTS." Jasper sounded pretty pissed, I would be too, but he's not as pissed as he would be if he knew where I was.

"Sorry Jasper, I've lost track of the time." I muttered to the phone. I didn't dare look at Edward. How could I have let him con me into ditching my date with Jasper without knowing it?

"Well where are you? Maybe we can meet up and still make the reservation I mean it's not like I've been sitting at the fountain near your dorm for the pass hour or so waiting for you." I rolled my eyes, sometimes he is so irritating.

"Look I'm sorry I forgot about the date but I'm in the middle of something important."

"Oh like what?"

"I'm…um…back in Forks. Yeah, you see I was on my way back to my dorm to get ready but I saw my friend Jacob who told me that my Dad was sick. So he gave me a ride to Forks, it's only about an hour away or so. But I will be back tomorrow, I'm sorry for ditching you but Charlie is sick and I had too many things on my mind to call you." Sometimes I can make up good lies when the situation is really demanding.

"Well tell him to get better, bye." He hung up on me. I sighed and shut my phone. I knew that this wasn't going to be the last I've heard of this.

"And then you start dating Jasper." Edward said acting like we weren't interrupted but a phone call. I looked up into his eyes with narrowed eyes. "Now that is what really pushed me over the edge. You see if it was someone other than Jasper I wouldn't have as much as a problem with them. But no you had to go and date the one person I can truly not stand to be in the same room with. None the less, compete for the same girl."

"Well tell then Mr. Emotion where does Rosalie think you are? Because to my knowledge I was under the impression you two were going to make an appearance at Jessica's party."

"That is true, we were. She has no clue where I am. I turned off my phone before I went to pick you up."

"Or attack me and kidnap me."

"Whatever way you put it. I probably have about twice the amount of mad voicemails and texts than you do."

"So why thought? Why do you risk some innocent girl's feelings and my relationship just to talk to me?" I asked.

He let out a long breathe and took my hands back in his. "Because I know that you're worth it," he whispered.

No one has ever told me that. I've never felt more needed, wanted, or confident about myself until that moment. Not being able to control myself I leaned in and kissed his cheek. He looked up at me puzzled. I smiled at him, "No one has ever told me that before."

Edward smiled at me and moved his head forward a little. I took a breath and lightly pressed my lips against his. I felt him start to kiss me back and I instantly lost control. I wrapped my arms around his neck and breathed in his scent. This was nothing like how it felt like kissing Jasper. This was definitely better than anyway I fantasized about this moment. I tried to pull away but he cupped my face to keep me from moving it away from him.

I finally was able to pull back after a while. I closed my eyes while we tried to catch our breaths. After I was able to breathe normally I opened my eyes to look at him. "Edward," I grabbed his hands in-between mine, "I…we can't."

"What?" He gasped.

"I know that you want me to say a lot of things back to you but I just can't right now. Even if I called up Jasper and broke up with him right now we just couldn't. I have no reason to end things with him unless I told him about you. That would lead to nothing but trouble, same with Rosalie. We can't."

"I know what you mean. But are we just going to go on in the world and act like nothing happened. Bella I can't stop seeing you."

I looked at the ground for a moment thinking. I could feel his eyes on me while I thought. Deep breathe in and I looked back up at him, "Then we won't stop seeing each other."

He seemed taken back at this, "What do you mean? Like..." He didn't have to finish the sentence to make me understand what he meant.

"Exactly," I whispered.

We sat by the pond sitting and talking for another good hour. But I could tell it was getting late at that point because I started dozing off. Edward walked me back towards my dorm with his arm around my waist. When we got back to where he attacked me behind the bushes we said goodbye and I went inside.

"Well you're home early." Alice said when I walked into our room.

I sat on my bed and started taking off my shoes, "What do you mean Alice?"

"It's only 11:30. Usually you and Jasper stay out till midnight." Alice was at her desk typing an e-mail on her Mac to someone.

"Oh well, we just decided to turn in early." I pulled out my laptop from under my bed and turned it on.

"So how was your night?" She turned around in her chair hoping for details probably.

I opened up itunes on the computer and told her, "It was pretty interesting. But that's all the details you're going to get."

"Oh well I'm starting to think that you guy's were doing something illegal. Tell me what is my brother's name? Just so I can make sure you're not on drugs or something."

I laughed, "Edward," and pressed the button to buy 'Signal Fire by Snow Patrol'.

A/N: This is probably the longest chapter I've written; almost 3,000 words.

I hope that you guys check out both 'Signal Fire by Snow Patrol' and 'Umbrella by Scott Simons' they are both amazing songs and they are just two of my favorite songs at the moment. Also I'm just going to be honest and say that the whole acoustic music and stuff was basically me but Bella seems like an acoustic type of girl to me in my story so BAM!

Do you like Edward's new nickname? I was joking around with my cousin while we sat in my room reading Breaking Dawn about that nickname and she loved it.

Cynthia