OK, so it's been a while, I'm just going to briefly tell you that my exam season has kicked in, so yeah… enough said. Anyway, I just wanted to update this for all of you awesome reviewers! Thank you again! I hope you like this chapter, it's relatively long I suppose and it's what we've been anticipating (In terms of Leah's studies) but the next one is the one to watch… (or read) Well happy readings!

Disclaimer: I have no time for this… you know the drill.

Chapter 14

"Jake, Jacob?" I shook the large, copper skinned male who lay asleep on his couch.

"Jacob, wake up!" I shook him harder.

He grunted.

"Whaa…"

"Jake get up you lazy piece of ass!" I demanded, interrupting his incoherent words. Jacob's eyes fluttered open and I was met with the hazed glance of his dark orbs.

"Leah? Huh?" he groaned as he slowly sat up and stared at me confusedly; as though I'd grown two extra heads.

"Yes it's me; Leah. Now get up and off your lazy ass, I need a ride to Forks."

Jacob looked at me warily and then rubbed the sleep off his eyes; it was hard not to smile at the adorable sight.

"What time is it?" he looked over at the clock on the wall. It was half-past nine in the morning.

He groaned.

"Why are you going to Forks? And more importantly, why do I have to take you?"

I rolled my eyes, "What is this; twenty-one questions? Get up and go get dressed already! I need you to give me a ride."

"Why? You've got a licence; just grab the car keys and leave." He murmured, running a hand through his newly chopped hair.

"I can't, I want to study on the way." I said impatiently.

"Damn, you're always studying, is there even anything left to study?"

I grabbed a nearby pillow and hit him on the head, a scowl formed on my lips.

"You've got five minutes." I hissed and sauntered to the kitchen, leaving him glowering and rubbing the back of his head.

A week had passed since the evening I'd spent at the waterfall with Edward, and during these days I'd had hour long sessions with him in preparation for his test. It was only at our last session did he affirm the set date, and I'd only grown with dread as the day came nearer and nearer.

But today was the day of my test, and Edward had told me he would meet me at the library in Forks at eleven sharp. This meant that if I headed there at this time, I would have at least an hour of quick revision before he arrived. I tapped my nails against the surface of the wooden table, willing Jake to hurry up.

It had taken him ten minutes, but when he was finally ready, we headed off towards the library. At first Jacob had been suspicious as to why I needed to go to the library in Forks, but I'd merely brushed him off, stating that the library in the Res didn't have the best facilities. Then I'd told him to shut up because I was trying to study and he'd obliged; although a tad reluctantly.

We shortly arrived at the library and after muttering a 'thanks' and bidding Jacob goodbye, I entered the fairly large building, armed with my text book, a notebook and a pen and pencil. I took a deep breath and walked in.

I chose to sit at an isolated table in the corner of the 'Quiet Zone'. Why the library had a 'Quiet Zone' was beyond me; after all, wasn't the whole building supposed to remain quiet? If you asked me, I'd say it only encouraged people to be as loud as they wanted in other areas.

I opened up my book and willed myself to concentrate as the words sunk into my over-worked brain. I'd barely slept the previous night, and when my body had finally given in to my fatigue at around four in the morning, I had dozed off with my notebook as my pillow and my pen as a teddy bear.

Although this wasn't my official retake, I knew the test Edward would give me would be challenging. The guy knew the subject like the back of his hand. I remembered when he'd once recited the whole chapter word for word from memory. I'd been utterly surprised and impressed; why couldn't I do that?

I turned the page and a loud yawn escaped my lips. My eyelids suddenly felt like they weighed a tonne.

"You seem very tired."

My head immediately shot up and I came face to face with a very concerned and slightly accusing Edward. He was standing over me, his arms crossed over his chest and a frown formed by his lips.

"You're early." I complained rubbing my temples.

He raised a brow and glanced at his watch.

"Actually, it's now quarter passed eleven." He stated.

I gasped and looked at my own watch which revealed he was in fact correct. How long had he been standing there?

Edward took a seat on the chair opposite me and placed a bundle of sheets on the table.

I gulped.

"You know, part of your preparation for this test was to sleep well. You look as though you stayed up all night."

I frowned; was he saying I looked horrible? I groaned inwardly; I probably did looked like crap, but it didn't mean he had to say it.

"Well that's because I have."I said a touch defensively.

"I seem to continuously offend you unintentionally." He murmured

"I'm sorry Leah, I was just saying…"

"Yeah, it's fine." I sighed, "I probably look a right mess anyway."

Edward snorted, and I looked up

"Far from it. Leah… you're beautiful."

Everything halted inside of me at that moment and I suddenly couldn't speak, nor think coherent thoughts.

'Did he just say that?'

I felt a warm blush creep up to my cheeks as I looked down at my books, embarrassed and awkward.

Edward cleared his throat,

"Well I guess I should give you this now."

He handed me the bundle of pages, and I blinked at it.

"You're kidding right?" I said, staring at what appeared to be virtually my entire text book.

I gulped harder.

"It's only thirty pages long, the individual pages aren't double sided." He paused and looked at me, his face calm and reassuring. "Don't worry Leah; I promise you, it'll be easy, you know everything that's in there."

"I should know," he added slyly. "I wrote it."

I eyes widened in utter surprise at his words.

"What do you mean you wrote it?" I exclaimed.

It seemed to be a little louder than necessary as the librarian shushed me and gave me the evil eye. It took just about all of my willpower not to throw my text book at her.

Edward chuckled watching the scene; he sat back and crossed his arms.

"I wrote the test… or rather I typed it."

"What… why?" I hissed.

He shrugged and gave one of the most evil and annoyingly sexy smiles.

"I was bored."

I clenched my teeth and tried to cool down the fire burning within me. I couldn't afford to get arrested for murder just yet.

I grabbed my pen and took a deep breath, staring at the paper in front of me. I closed my eyes and opened them again.

'Damn it's still there.'

"You have an hour and forty-five minutes. Good luck; you're time starts…now."

There was a mild rush of wind, and when I looked up I realised that he was gone. I sighed, telling myself that it was a good thing. Him sitting there staring at me for an hour and a half would only prove to be distracting.

Very distracting.

'Leah focus!'

'Sorry brain.'

'Start, he said you could start!'

'Oh right.'

I turned to the first page and my eyes lit up with recognition, I began to scrawl down answers, it was the same for page, after page, after black and white page. Whenever I would see a question, I would think of the way he would explain it to me and then the answer would pop into my head more than conveniently. I looked at the numbers beside each question;

He even had his own mark scheme!

'What the hell? This is what he does when he's bored?'

I felt my mind slowly drift away as thoughts of what he did during his spare time began to creep in. It was very though-provoking considering he didn't need to sleep and all. I quickly averted my thoughts away from Edward and turned to the next page. I stared at the blank white page which only had the words 'end of test' typed at its centre.

'I've finished!'

I sighed with relief and looked at the clock above. I had eight minutes to spare. I quickly ran through the pages, double-checking all of my answers, dotting i's, crossing t's…

"Time's up."

I looked up to find Edward, once again sitting opposite me; as though he'd never left.

I silently gave him the paper, my heart pounding in my chest as he got out a pen.

I started squirming in my chair whilst studying my text book, which he'd replaced my paper with.

I hadn't even noticed him take it.

I flicked through the pages, desperately trying to remember what answers I'd written on the paper and whether or not they were correct.

I wanted Edward to be harsh and mark justly, because I knew an external examiner would be. But I also didn't want him to be disappointed with my result, he'd seemed so sure I was ready; but I couldn't help the wave of doubt that slowly consumed me.

I bit my newly painted nails, knowing that Rachel would have a fit if she found out.

After what seemed like five years, but had only been five minutes, Edward quickly wrote my result on the front page and then slapped the paper onto the table and pushed it towards me.

My eyes rushed towards it.

It was upside down.

"Seriously?"

He merely shrugged; his face was neutral and his eyes void of all emotion.

I slowly took the paper in my hands and closed my eyes.

I flipped it over.

And opened my eyes…

I frowned

'Where is my result?'

I looked up at him perplexed but he merely nodded towards the paper.

I frowned at the paragraph inked into the white paper in his script.

"Why couldn't you just right the number?" I asked annoyed.

He shrugged, "I want you to read the comment."

I sighed and lazily read the paragraph written in red ink.

'Bla bla bla… skill, bla bla bla... understanding'

I froze and held up the paper to my face, to ensure I'd read the words correctly.

"Ninety-eight percent! I got ninety-eight percent?" I squealed and shot up out of my seat.

The annoying librarian shushed me again; she even had the nerve to tap her pen against the table.

I scowled at her,

"Shh, yourself." I called out to her, and very nearly even emphasised my point with my fingers, but I didn't for Edward's sake. The guy looked shocked enough as it is.

"I can't believe I passed!"

Edward face broke into a dazzling grin.

"I can; you worked hard…"

"Well yeah but ninety-eight percent? Are you sure you're not being generous?"

He snorted.

"Hardly. I didn't give you full marks simply because you missed out a point in your last answer."

"Oh wow, this is amazing!" I sighed with content.

"We should celebrate." Edward stood up and took my bag.

I decided to let that one slide.

"In fact," he continued with a smile,

"I'd like to take you somewhere."

I grimaced

"It's not another hike is it?" I asked looking down at my sandals.

Edward chuckled, "No it isn't, I can drive us there if you'd like."

He looked squarely at me and his smile faltered; his gaze seemed to somehow seek my permission.

I shrugged, "Sure."

Edward led me out of the library and into his car, which was parked beside it. My mind raced with guesses as to where he could possibly be taking me.

The movies?

His house?

A dark alleyway?

After barely ten minutes, we arrived at an old dance studio at the edge of town. He parked the car and turned of the ignition. I raised a brow.

"What are we doing here?"

He only answered with a mere smirk and two words;

"You'll see."

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