A/N: The first story that I had first written that I intended to post raw (at least the remaining chapter anyway). I hate the idea of abandoning my story without sharing it to the world. It is the first one so I intend to post everything just like I had intended from the beginning.

Chapter 11

I realized that my new routine had changed since I met Edward. I no longer workout three times a week, preferring to walk from my car to my meadow instead. I spent less time cooking but more time at the library borrowing children's books to accommodate Edward's knowledge. I still read but my routine has completely changed. Edward is the reason for that change.

Things were not progressing quickly between Edward and me. We were happy to be with each other and immensely enjoyed each other's company. However, as far as the physical contact goes, our closest physical contact was at the park that day, when he kissed me on my lips.

There are changes visible in me. Although my new workout very much made up for my lost exercise routine, my friends thought that I had a more pleasant demeanor. I was not as angst-ridden as I was before. They saw me with a smile on my face almost everyday.

Emmett asked me if I was dating someone. I told him I'm not, at least nobody that he could see. He was intrigued by my answer and he kept on asking me about it. Not a day went by without his questioning tactics.

Jasper was a little bit different. He let his eyes do the observing and let me proceed in peace. Of course, it didn't mean that he did not ask me questions; he is not as tactless as Emmett. He would test the waters by asking me if I was ready to talk about it and that he would listen if I would.

Both Rose and Alice looked at me with the knowing look in their eyes. There was no getting around them. They knew that there was a man involve. They just didn't know how serious it was.

I realized that I was enjoying my school more. It seemed that my life had a purpose, no matter how it was another being whom I had trouble seeing sometimes, literally. I found the reason why I was not myself. I did not have a purpose in living my life.

Lately I had been feeling giddy, reminiscent of Tom Cruise who jumped up and down the couch. However, I still had self-control and thought I would look ridiculous doing that. I understood how happy he was; I was just not keen at showing at other people.

Do not get me wrong. I wanted to tell the whole world that I found the man of my dreams but I had nobody to show him with. But who would believe me if I said that my boyfriend was part of the fog? They might misunderstood me and would think that he was always absent and not caring about me at all. People would not understand a not-so-normal relationship.

Lately, I had added something new in my routine. Every night, at around midnight, I would sneak out of my room once I knew that my parents were asleep. Armed with a flashlight, I would get out of my room through the window even though I was wearing my pajamas with bunny sleepers. I would be with Edward at the forest for about an hour. Then, I would convince him to come to my house and be at my bed, just lying there doing nothing. As if part of the routine, he would refuse saying that it would be inappropriate with us to share the same bed. Finally, I would go home and have the best sleep ever despite my obvious deprivation.

It was just a little after midnight and I was with Edward on our special place. It was perfectly foggy and I could see him perfectly as he sat behind me and I leaned on him. Well, I tried to lean on him but I kept on getting through him. He was still transparent, see-through or some texture similar to a ghost. When I tried to caress him, my hand only touched the cold, damp air that was a part of him.

We realized that it was perfect to see each other at midnight. There was a lot of fog and I did not have trouble seeing him. I could definitely see his glorious face. I could finally see the god of a man who was always in this paradise.

"Bella," Edward said.

"Yes, Edward?"

"How do you stand being with me?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"How could you not go insane being with a who had a lot more common with the ghost than with a human?"

"I've never thought of that. I'll tell you when I find out the answer," I playfully told him.

He chuckled. "That might be the day when you would abandon me."

"Nope," I pointed out as I shook my head. "But then, if you looked deeper, you realize that you are still human on the inside."

"Yeah, true," he said. He tried to bring me closer to him so I scooted over not wanting to help him out of his state. "But what would you do if I was actually human?"

"We would not be having this conversation here. I would probably be with you at school all the time."

"Won't your best friends think I stole you from them?"

"No. They can share," I said.

Edward smiled at the thought. We had been like this for quite sometime now. I thought that we were moving such a slow pace that the turtle would beat us in 100-meter-dash. If he was human right now, I would think that he would win the award for being chaste.

I was looking at the clock. It was almost one in the morning.

"Edward, I have to say goodbye," I told him.

"No, not yet," he said with a pout on his lips.

"What can we do?" I asked.

"Well, we could continue doing this," he said.

"Would you be able to sneak into my room and sing me a lullaby?" I hinted.

"I could do that," he answered.

I was feeling so excited that my heart was beating so fast that I did not know if I was about to have a heart attack. I tried hugging Edward but my fingers kept on going through him.

"I'm glad you're coming," I said. "I just wanted to be with you all the time. It's hard to be with you if I have to go so soon,"

"Okay," he said. He hugged me and I felt the coldness and the dampness of his skin.

"Bella, there's something I wanted to try," he said.

"What?"

"Don't move," Edward said.

Edward leaned on me. I closed my eyes as I anticipated the kiss from his cold damp lips. I felt amazing. It was like a massive firework show. I felt like exploding myself. I was on fire.

Taking his hand, I dragged him to my car. I made him sit on the passenger side and rolled down the window. It made me see him better.

We made it to my house. I closed the door and locked it. I hurriedly climbed up the stairs in the most quiet fashion that I could muster. Then, I opened my bedroom door and encouraged him to come in by having my come hither gesture.

Edward made it to the bedroom. I locked the door, knowing that my father would freak out if I brought a guy here, not considering the state that we could never get into a lot of trouble. I called him to sit on my bed. We continued our getting-to-know-you that we started at the meadow.

"What type of music do you like?" I asked.

"I love anything. The sound of birds are the best. Instrumentally, I prefer listening to a harp," he said.

"A harp?" I asked. "Isn't that too ancient?"

"Yes, no. Maybe," he said. "Remember that it has been a long time since I had been back into civilization through you."

"Yeah, I could tell," I answered. "Nobody wears toga anymore. It's like you're always at a play or something."

"Hey, don't tease me," he said. "These clothes were fashionable back in the day. And besides, it's not like I could transform myself and wear other clothes from this time."

"You're right," I said, trying to caress his face. "It was fashionable back in the day. Like more than a thousand years ago."

"Now that you talk about it, I felt decrepit compared to you," he said.

"Don't worry," I said. "I know that you are always young at heart."

"I would play some music right now but I was afraid of waking up my father." I said.

"I just love to be with you," he said.

We hung out until I fell asleep. He stayed with me until dawn, when the fog disappeared.