Disclaimer: Okay, not Stephenie Meyer and don't own Twilight or its awesometastic characters. You should know that by now.

Author's Note: Okay, people. Sorry, I still don't have any good pictures of what I think Victor looks like. It needs to be someone handsome, but also evil-looking too. It's really hard to find someone perfect! It's kind of like Stephenie Meyer having to choose an Edward-tough business! But if you guys see someone, like an actor or something, who you think could be Victor, get a picture and post the link in a review, and I'll consider puting it in my own mini cast for "By Moonlight"!

Anyways, here's your chapter thirteen!

I cringed. Why, oh why! Did the lord hate me? "Marie!" I hissed.

Marie descended the steps gracefully, something I never could do. Rushing over to us, she studied Edward with a smirk on her face. "Oh, Bella! You never told me what absolutely handsome men you met at the ball! Are you..." Her eyes widened, glancing back and forth between us. "Together?"

I immediately dropped Edward's arm, glaring at her. "Is that your own business or mine?"

She squealed. "So you are! Oh my, I am so happy! I knew this day had to come! I knew it! Oh, Bella..."

Edward just stood there uncomfortably, staring at the embarrasing scene that was playing before me.

Oh, I loved Marie with all my heart, but sometimes I felt I needed to strangle her! "Marie..." I warned, my voice low.

She brushed a piece of dark hair from her eyes, a huge grin of excitment painting her face. She really had rushed here the moment she heard my voice-her white apron was splashed with some type of red sauce, and a long noodle hung over her right shoulder. I almost laughed at the sight.

Almost, because I need to stop her or else someone might get hurt.

But she kept blabbering on, bombarding Edward with questions, who just stood there with a blank stare on his face. "When did you meet? What time of day was it? Oh, of course Marie, it was nighttime-the dinner! Anywho, what were you wearing? Did you sit next to her? Did you two talk a lot? No, Bella isn't much of a talker. Are you? Where you live?"

He didn't answer, just looking at her with now amusment on his face.

She took it as uncomprehending. "Pour ça alors les bien! For gosh sakes! Can you understand me? Oh my, are you a mute?" Her face showed utter shock.

He laughed. "No, I'm just a bit confused. I don't know what to answer first."

"You won't be answering anything. Marie, please. We were going back to the room. I need rest, as everyone seems to be telling me. So please, go off on your business. I will see you later, and good night!" I grabbed Edward's arm, trying to pull him towards the stairs. He went along, which was good. I don't think I would be strong enough to pull him if he restrained against me.

Marie frowned, her lower lip jutting out. "Fine. I'll see you later Bella. And I expect details." She turned around swiftly, making a dramatic entrance.

When I was sure she was gone, I turned to Edward. "I'm so sorry. Marie...gets a little over excited about things. It tends to be embarassing. Especially when she brings up the "Bella makes herself look foolish" memories. You should be glad she didn't have any time to poison your mind with them."

He laughed, shaking his head. "You are an interesting creature, Bella Swan."

I frowned. How was I meant to take that? "Well, you aren't too normal yourself."

His smile immediately dropped. "Yes." Was all he said, closing the subject.

After that, we walked in silence.

There seemed to be a lot of alkward silences when I was with him.

As we got to my room, I sighed. I didn't want him to go.

We just stared at each other, both of us seeming to be trying to figure out each other. His topaz eyes were melting into mine, with such a force that I couldn't move if I had wanted to. After a few moments, I started to feel lightheaded and faint.

Edward suddenly closed his eyes tightly, puting his head down. "Bella, you should go into your room now."

I looked down at my feet. "Yes."

He glanced up at me, a smile on his face again. "Goodnight, Bella."

I smiled. "Au revoir pour le moment, Monsieur Cullen. Bonne nuit."

He looked as if he was trying to control a laugh, like there was some sort of inside joke that I didn't know about. "Yes, thank you. I will...sleep well." He chuckled.

"What?"

"No, nothing. Goodnight, and you sleep well yourself."

He turned around, leaving me in the hallway, dazed and confused.

The next morning I managed to avoid Marie, waking early and running off to the tea parlor.

There were a few girls there, sewing and chatting while they had their tea. I spotted the girl I had met the first night, Jessica and, trying to distract myself or else I never would have done this, went over to make conversation.

This time, she wore the most ridiculous hat I had ever seen, piled with pounds of roses which I swore held half of the royal garden's equivelant, and fluffy, pinkish goose feathers, all on top of elaborate lace. And, behind all of this was beautiful ocean blue and teal colored silk, folded beautifully and weighing the hat down.

But, then again, there was Princess Jessica for you.

She and a blonde girl were giggling, whispering to each other fastly about something. As I made my way, over, they immediately stopped talking, their hushed voices now quiet, as if they had always been staring concentratedly at their almost-finished rose embroidered down pillows.

"Bonjour, Jessica. How are you today?" I raised an eyebrow, telling her that I knew that they were hiding something and they didn't have to pretend they weren't.

She looked down at her piece, not even glancing at me. "Fine."

I narrowed my eyes. What was the cause for this cold air today? I hadn't talk to her since that day when she invited me to tea, so surely there was nothing wrong I could have done. "Er...may I sit with you?"

"Fine."

I sat down uncomfortably, looking down at my lap. "So, is all well with you?"

"It's fine."

Was this the only word in her vocabulary? I decided to try again. "Well, who is this-"

"Lauren. Lady Lauren Mallory." The blonde girl sneered, glaring at me.

I was taken aback. What was going on?

But then Jessica spoke, answering my question. "Bella, what in the world were you doing with Edward Cullen last night? I saw you two, in the dirt, outside."

Here was where my cheeks started to light on fire. It spread throughout my whole face, warming even my ears. "You...s-saw that?" I stuttered, looking wide eyed at her.

She laughed sharply, fixing her hat that was starting to slide off her head. "Yes, as a matter of fact I did. Me and Lady Lauren here saw it crystal clear. Now what was happening?"

I spoke quickly. "No, you don't understand! We weren't up to anything, we just...he was...he saved me. I was running and a carraige was coming fast and it was about to hit me but he pulled me out of the way and..."

She narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth, as if she was going to say something, but was interrupted by a deep, silky voice.

"It's true. I was following her, and I saw that it was coming and brought her out of it's path, before it could hit us."

We all turned around, shocked by the smooth voice of him.

Edward looked quickly at me, and too quick for the others to even notice, winked.

"E-Edward! What a pleasant surprise to see you here!" Lauren breathed, batting her eyelashes at him.

Jessica did the same. "Yes, lovely. And what is a handsome man like you wandering around in the tea parlor for?"

"Actually, I came to talk to Bella. I need something to ask of her."

Author's Note #2: Haha! It's a pretty long chapter, huh? Yay!

What will he say to her?

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