A/N: … not much to say today! Just thank you for the reviews!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

I didn't speak to Jacob for the next week. It wasn't even because I was mad at him anymore – I just didn't want to have to look into his eyes and know that he loves me. It seemed childish, but I didn't want to have to say no to him officially.

But… I had to tell him there was no way we could ever be together – because I definitely didn't love him like he loved me. It could cost me a friendship, but I'd rather lose him than hurt him. There was no way around it, and it was actually Esme who told me that.

"I know you care about him." She had said, when we were sitting the kitchen together waiting for Alice and Edward to come back with Italian food from Port Angeles. Carlisle was on his way home from the hospital. "But you have to let him know how you feel. It's better telling him before he falls anymore in love with you." She had smiled, like it was the greatest thing in the world. I failed to agree.

I felt like I was having déjà vu; I was in this position a few months ago, when I had to break up with Jacob. This was different, though – this time, he may never want to talk to me again. I was rejecting him for his enemy… how could anyone forgive for that?

Jacob and Billy came to Charlie and I's home for dinner on a Sunday evening. I had decided a few days prior that I would tell him tonight. Even if it caused a scene in front of Charlie and Billy. They both knew of Jacob's feelings (because he was easy to read), so they would instantly know what had happened. And I would seem heartless. But what if they knew I was rejecting him for someone else? Someone they both disliked?

This night wasn't going to be easy.

Charlie called pizza for the four of us, and we ate and talked. Or, Billy and Charlie talked. Jacob and I sat together at the end of table, not saying a word. He watched me the way Edward often did, which worried me a little. Did he already know? Had he guessed?

After dinner, the two men settled into the sofa to watch a basketball game, and I took Jacob up to my room. As soon as I closed the door, he clapped his hands together and smiled at me.

"It's ok; you don't have to say it. I know you've brought me up here to tell me you love me." He grinned and came to stand in front of me.

I shook my head. "No, I haven't. I've come to tell you there is no way I will ever love you. I never have and I never will."

He hid the pain on his face with a sneer. "You don't know that. Take some time away from Cullen, and you'll start to feel different. He's just influencing you."

"Edward isn't influencing anyone. Especially not me. So stop assuming and take this like an adult." I held my ground and tried to be firm. I almost crumbled when a flicker of agony shone in his eyes; but I regained myself and bit my lip to stop the tears from sprouting into my eyes.

"He doesn't deserve you, Bells. You're way too good for him." His voice turned soft and he lent down to look into my eyes. "Please, hear me out. He probably talks smack about me all the time, just to turn you off."

"He doesn't. He never says anything about you. He let me you see you every day for the past two weeks without any complaints. You were never so gracious."

"Because he practically has you on a leash. He treats you like a pup. 'Oh no, Bella, you can't go over there. Come back here, doggy!'"

I slapped him across the face. He recoiled and shook his head, staring at me in surprise.

"Don't look at me like that. You know you deserved that, you big jerk!" I shoved past him and went to my window. I pulled it open and stuck my head out, hoping the cold air will make me think logically instantly of violently.

"I just don't love you, Jacob, why can't you grasp that?" I spoke softly and talked out to the window. I squeezed my eyes and shut and listened to his footsteps getting closer.

"Because I don't want to. I've never loved anyone before, Bella, and I can't get over it. You're the only girl that gets me. Please, don't reject me so easily."

"I'm sorry, Jake, but I love someone too. And I can't get over it."

"You don't know that. You haven't even tried."

"And have you?" I stood up and turned to face him. He was closer than I thought. "Have you even tried thinking of me as just a friend?"

"You'll never be just a friend to me."

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. "And I thought I was stubborn."

"Look, Bella." He took both of my hands and looked into my eyes. I had to blink several times to clear my head. "I am going to let you have some time on your own. To think. Because I love you more than he does, I won't pressure you to choose anyone yet. But I will be waiting – after school goes back in a week and a half, you'll probably have an answer. Drop by and let me know." He grinned and let go of my hands. "I think my Dad is leaving. Let's go back downstairs."

I numbly followed him down the stairs. Like he said, Billy was wheeling towards the door with Charlie behind him. They both gave us suspicious looks as we came down the stairs, but they soon got over it.

"I'll see you later, Bella." Jacob smiled slightly and started pushing Billy out the door.

"Come back soon, guys!" Charlie called happily while Billy was being carefully lifted down the stairs of our porch.

I closed the door and turned to Charlie.

"Well, you and Jacob sure had a heated argument upstairs, didn't ya?" Charlie asked casually, trudging past me and heading back towards the living room. I followed him.

"What? You heard?" I gasped, my face reddening.

"Not the exacts words, just a few grunts every now and then." Charlie stopped suddenly and raised an eye brow. "You were, uh, arguing right?"

"Yes!" I exclaimed, putting my head in my hands. "Oh my God, Charlie, don't be so embarrassing. We weren't even arguing, really, just talking."

"Right." He fell onto the couch and watched the screen. "Will you be seeing Jacob tomorrow?"

"No. I might just… hang around the house. This summer has been pretty full on, and I just want to have one day where I don't do anything."

"I see what you mean. Well, I'll try not to wake you up in the morning."

I nodded and headed towards the stairs. "Good night, Dad."

"Night, Bells. Love you, kid."

My throat became thick. "Love you too, Dad."

I got ready for bed slowly and then curled up under the covers. Knowing my friends, I wouldn't end up staying here all day tomorrow. They would either come here looking for me, and I'd go there looking for them. It's the way it's gone for the past three weeks.

I was asleep in minutes, dreaming of Edward and Alice and Jacob and Rosalie. Emmett and Jasper rarely appeared in my dreams, and I guessed that was because they were in the neutral party. I was thankful for them; whenever I needed an escape from the ongoing war, I turned to my big brothers. The thought made me smile as I drifted off to sleep.

"Bello! Bello! Bello! Bello! Bello!"

I cracked my eyes open to peer into the hazy morning light. I could hear moving around in my room, and I hadn't quite found the energy to look around yet.

"Bella! Belly! Bello! Bells! Bellt! Bellf! Bellp!" Emmett continued to scream in my ear. I finally snapped my eyes open and sat up straight in my bed.

"Emmett! How the hell did you get in here!" I yelled, eyes wide and mouth gaping. Edward, Alice, Rosalie and Alice were also in my room, positioned in different poses in different corners.

"You keep your spare key under the eave. It's not hard to break in." Emmett laughed and moved away from me.

I groaned and grabbed my pillow. I put it over my face. "I look terrible in the morning. All of you, get out."

"No way, Bells. You're gonna have to live with us."

I pulled the covers off me and stumbled out of bed. I walked into the bathroom and pulled a brush through my hair while the others sat in my room laughing their asses off. Idiots.

"Emmett, I hate you!" I complained as I walked back into my room, feeling slightly more refreshed. Edward brightened when he saw me and walked over. "Edward, don't think I'm happy with you. You snuck into my house too."

"It wasn't my idea, I swear." He smiled crookedly. "I'm just the one who knew where the key was."

"You're lucky Charlie isn't here, or you'd all be screwed." I looked at all of them and then poked Edward in the chest. "Especially you."

"Edward… screwed…" Emmett started to giggle like a school girl.

"Shut up, Emmett." Alice waved him away while he laughed. "Anyway, what are we going to do today? Summer has gone so fast, and we've only got a week and a bit."

"I know." I sighed.

"But, when we get back to school… do you know who's birthday it is?" Edward asked with a huge grin. I slapped my forehead.

"Who's?" Jasper asked.

"Bella's!" Edward and Alice cheered at the same time. My whole room buzzed with excitement, while I just pouted. Edward just had to tell them, didn't he?

"Thanks a lot, guys." I grumbled, folding my arms over my chest. It dawned on me that I was still in my pajamas. "You're great friends."

Edward shook his head. "Why don't you like your birthday?"

"Who would want to celebrate my birth, anyway? It's just a waste of time. And all the presents… and…" I cringed. "Money. It's disgusting."

"I knew you were weird, Bells, but not that weird." Alice giggled. "Not that it changes a thing. I'm still going to buy you something. You're turning eighteen! That's huge!"

"Yeah right." I shook my head and glared at Edward. "If you even think of buying me something, I'm going to come after you and rip you happily to shreds."

"Ouch," Edward put his hands up in defeat. "Fine. I won't spend a dime on you."

I narrowed my eyes. "Why don't I believe you?"

"I won't buy you anything, alright? Trust me. I promise. And, I'll try and rein in my sister."

"Try." Alice interjected.

"Yes, try." Edward looked at me and smiled.

"And that means you two, Emmett and Jasper." I turned to look at them. "No presents from you, do you hear me?"

"We hear you." They said in synch.

"Right. Now that that's sorted…" I walked to my dresser and grabbed a few items of clothing for today. "I'm going to go get dressed. You guys can decide what we're going to do today."

I got changed, and my thoughts drifted to Jacob. Did they have any idea of what I had told him last night? Could they guess? And more importantly… should I tell them? I knew they worried about Jacob and me. Or, Edward did…

I ignored those thoughts. I was going to make the most of this summer. I walked out of the bathroom and stood before them, waiting for the plan of action for today.

"I think we're going to do something on our own, Bella." Edward told me. "The others want to hang around home. Would you like to go hiking with me?"

Hiking. I knew what that meant – the meadow. His meadow. Our meadow. How could I pass that up?

"Sure." I nodded and looked around at the others. They all looked back at me with small smiles. "Sounds good. When do you want to go?"

"Now." He stood up and took my hand. He looked back over his shoulder. "We'll see you guys later. C'mon, Bella."

"You can let yourselves out, guys, just make sure you lock up." I told them.

I followed him downstairs and out the door. I climbed into the driver's seat of my truck and started the engine. "To the trail?"

"Yep." He nodded and looked at me. "Though it's raining today, I thought it would be fun… to be on our own for awhile. Before the summer ends."

I smiled and pulled out of the driveway. "That sounds good. I was hoping we'd visit this place again before school starts."

Twenty minutes later, we were hiking just as we were last time. He carried me just like I'd hoped; my wrist was still a little sore, and he didn't want me injuring it further. Not that I had a problem with him carrying me.

"I'm starting to rely on you a little too much." I mumbled, mostly to myself.

"That's not such a bad thing…" He smiled and looked at me. "Seeing as I'll never let you down."

We arrived at the meadow within minutes. His last comment had still left me feeling a little dizzy, but I soon recovered enough to gaze around the meadow in awe. It looked even more beautiful than before, now that it was getting close to spring. The wild flowers had grown until they were up to my knees in a sea of purple, white, yellow and green.

"It never gets any less beautiful, does it?" Edward said, putting me down on the ground. He kept his arm around me while he watched my eyes roam the small space.

I shook my head. "It doesn't. I would take a picture, but it would never do it justice."

"I've tried."

We both laughed and took a seat beside each other in the grass. I lent my head on my hand and peered down at the beautiful flowers – he sat facing the opposite way, pulling my hair off my face. It was the kind of scene I imagined would be in some sort of romance movie. (A/N: Or Eclipse, perhaps… ;))

"We're sitting in a picturesque meadow, and you're too busy making sure my hair isn't bothering me." I smiled and looked at him. The reflection caused by the flowers colored his face in a light violet. His hair hung loosely in his eyes, which were fixed on me. I took a deep breath.

"Who says you're not picturesque, too?" He asked.

The blush that covered my cheeks gave away my embarrassment. He surprised me by leaning down and kissing my overheated cheek, then pulled back and continued tucking my hair behind my earlike nothing had happened. My heart was going into overdrive.

"I told Jacob I couldn't see him anymore." I whispered against the silence. I could almost feel him cringe beside me.

"How did he take it?"

"He said he'd wait for me." I closed my eyes.

"He's going to be waiting a long time, then." Edward kissed my cheek again. Seriously, were best friends supposed to be this… kiss-y?

I had an epiphany. Something that Edward had said only a few days ago echoed through my head, setting off another round of impossible questions, only adding fuel to my mental fire…

But… in the way that… our connection exceeds the norm.

Our connection exceeds the norm. No, he was wrong – it didn't. Not for two best friends, anyway. For example: Rosalie and Edward were best friends, and some would say their connection exceeded the norm. It did… but ours most definitely didn't. Because we didn't share a best friend kind of connection. No, we shared much more than that. Something stronger.

"You've realized." Edward whispered, his face close to mine. I hadn't realized how close he was – only inches from me, until I could smell his sweet breath on my face. He had been getting closer.

"Yes." My voice was almost as breathy as his was.

"What are you going to do?"

I shook my head. "I don't know. I don't know…"

He smiled crookedly and put a finger under my chin. He lifted my head slightly to face him directly. His eyes swam with warmth and adoration. He leaned closer, until his nose touched mine, and then…

"Bella, wait." He pulled back.

I gawked. I was angry. Not only was my body disappointed, but my mind was too. I was so close to real happiness. I hadn't felt whole in a long time, and right now… I was so close. My heart was yearning for that fullness that my body longed for.

"What is it?" My voice came out sharper than I had intended.

"I don't know if I want this. You're so important to me, Bella, but I don't want to wreck what we have here."

"You just said it yourself. We have something different from friendship. Hell, I don't even think we have friendship anymore. It's more than that, and you know it."

"I know, I know! I don't need reminding. I want to kiss you as much as you want to kiss me."

Though I was mad, the meadow still spun around me as my heart reacted. "Then why didn't you? Why are you holding back… again? What have I done wrong?"

"You haven't done anything wrong, sweetheart, I promise you." His voice turned soft again as he looked into my eyes. "You could never do wrong. This is all my fault; I'm just confused."

"Confused about what?" My voice became softer now, too. We may as well have not been speaking – his eyes spoke more than words ever could.

"What I want. I want – well, I want you, of course, and –" He smiled at me apologetically. He was so cute when he was nervous. "Wrong and right are bothering me. Having some sort of battle in my head."

"What's wrong saying?" I frowned.

"It thinks I shouldn't get to have you after all that's happened. That I don't deserve someone so sweet and kind and soft… it thinks I could break you in an instant. That is something I agree with, though. Let's just say… you're too gorgeous for wrong's own good."

I blushed. "And what's right saying?"

"I like right a lot better." He smiled a little wider. "It's saying you're perfect for me. You're exactly what I need, my parents aside. Right wants you a little too much."

I couldn't believe we were talking about right and wrong like they were real people. But if it helped us sort out our problems, then I was fine with it. "I think I like right too. I think you should listen to right."

Edward's smile faltered. "I'm sorry I'm causing you so much trouble, Bella, I really am. But when I'm with you, my judgment is clouded. At the same time, I can't bear to stay away from you." He sighed and looked at me intently. "Promise never to leave me. Never go back to Phoenix, but if you do, take me with you."

I nodded. "I promise. I don't want to leave you, either. Because, Edward, I… well, I…" I swallowed hard and forced myself to look at him. "I haven't been able to express how I feel, lately. Especially with Jacob, and Rosalie –"

He tensed slightly. "Ignore Rosalie. She doesn't matter. This is about you and me, not her."

I nodded. "I know. But she is becoming better, you know. I think we could come to like each other one day. Could."

"I wouldn't trust her just yet. Although…" He shook his head and smiled slightly, obviously remembering a past memory. "She gave me a firm talking to just the other day. She told me I had to stop messing with you, or she'll punch me in the face."

My eyes widened slightly. Rosalie? Defending me? "Wow."

"I know. I was just as surprised as you were. I was ready to defend your honor the first moment I could, but she beat me to it." He chuckled and looked at me, a soft smile on his face. "You really know how to change people, Bella. For the better."

I smiled and crawled closer to him. He surprised me by pulling me onto his lap and hugging me to his chest. We sat like this what could have been hours; a new wall had been struck down between us, and we seemed closer than ever. Literally.

The rain became harder around us. Though we hadn't come to a conclusion on our situation, we knew this was the right time to leave. Edward swept me into his arms and began for my truck, out of the beautiful meadow and back to reality.

And that reality was Jacob.

Again? My mind screamed, when I pulled into my driveway. Edward's hand tightened around mine, and his expression became fierce.

"Stay here." I ordered him, jumping out of my truck and striding to Jacob. He wore a pair of cut off jeans and a tight black t-shirt; could he be showing off his muscles anymore? "Jacob, what are you doing here?"

"You didn't answer your phone. I was worried." He answered, his voice tight. "I suspected you were with him. Or them."

"We talked about this. You promised you'd leave me alone." I glared through the rain. "So… leave me alone. Now."

"You should have taken a phone. I was worried – I thought he had taken you somewhere, and –" He crunched his teeth together with an audible snap and glared behind me. Edward had gotten out of the truck and began walking over.

Uh-oh. This time, Charlie or Carlisle weren't around to help me. What if this broke into a fight? Or were the others still inside? One look across the street told me otherwise; no, they weren't. There was no car.

"Edward. Wait for me inside." I shot him a desperate look. He ignored me.

"Jacob. Bella told you to leave. Will you please grant her wish and go away?"

"You don't speak for her." Jacob glared against the rain pouring down his face. "You shouldn't even be here. Go back to your fortress in the deserted forest where you belong."

Edward lent forward. I immediately put myself between them, pushing Edward back with my hands pressed against his chest. Any other time, and my heart would be hammering. "Edward. Don't listen to him. He's just trying to make you mad."

"When will you understand that she's mine?" Edward retorted, glaring over my head. He curled his hand around mine and squeezed. "And only mine?"

"She can't be bought, or owned. Last time I checked, she's a human being." Jacob said. "Who said she's yours? She's probably chosen me, by now." His eyes travelled down to Edward and I's hands, and he bit his lip with anxiety. "Or, she will."

"You're too late." Edward shook his head, his face mocking. I cringed. "She's already made up her mind. Now, go home, before your Dad realizes you're gone."

That made Jacob mad. He stepped closer to Edward and I, until I was pressed against both of their chests.

"Will you two both stop? Stop it. I'm sick of this!" I forced myself out the tight space between their bodies and moved to stand beside them. "Don't fight."

"Because I love you more…" Jacob stepped back, nodding. "I won't fight. Not today."

"Oh, well aren't you perfect?" Edward sniffed.

"Oh please. Will you please grant her wish and –" He stopped his imitation with a roll of his eyes. "Seriously. Wake up to yourself."

Edward shoved him with his arm.

"Hey! What did I say!" I pushed Edward back with all the strength I could muster. Which wasn't much. I tried pushing him towards the porch, as well, but that didn't seem to do much, either. "Go inside. I'll see you there."

After much hesitation, Edward nodded and walked to the porch. He opened the door (which proved our friends forgot to lock it) and closed it behind him. Jacob and I turned to each other.

"You promised you'd give me time. Why haven't you kept your promise?" I asked him, my hair dripping in my eyes.

"I… needed to make sure…" He scowled and started to back away from me. "I needed to make sure he hasn't hooked you already."

I glared at him as he backed away. I waited for him to run to a car, but he never did – he jogged into the foggy distance.

For the rest of the day, Edward stayed with me. I knew it probably wasn't wise, seeing as we had reached a new level of proximity. He now seemed to love having me in his lap, tucked under his chin where he could have easy access to my hair. Every few seconds, he would lower his head to my nose, my cheek, or my forehead, and place a light kiss. The affect his actions had on me were almost staggering.

And then Alice, Emmett, Jasper and Rosalie returned. Apparently, they had briefly left the house to get something to eat, but I knew that was just a cover up to 1. Give us some time alone, and 2. Because they forgot to lock the door.

"He-llo you two." Alice gasped, as my friend walked in on Edward and I curled up on the sofa. He was in the middle of running his nose across my cheek. "What have you guys been doing?"

"Uh, hey Alice." I mumbled. Edward sighed and pulled his face away from mine. "Just walk in uninvited into my house?"

"Yep." Emmett answered and sat in the arm chair across from us. Rosalie sat on his lap, and Jasper sat on the floor in front of the TV. "Did we… interrupt something?"

"That depends." Edward mumbled under his breath.

"Well, excuse us…" Jasper chuckled, with raised eye brows. His eyes ran over our position, making me blush. Did they really have to walk in now?

I sighed. "Stay. It's fine. We were about to get up, anyway."

Edward looked at me with sadness. I rolled my eyes and settled back into the sofa/Edward.

"Anyway…" Alice passed the awkward silence. She looked at me with an eye brow raised. "Do you really want to be sitting like that when Charlie gets home?"

Edward and I's eyes went wide, and I scrambled off his lap. I moved to the other side of the sofa. Everyone in the room laughed, but my eyes trailed to Rosalie.

She now sat on the arm rest of Emmett's chair, her arms folded as she speculated us carefully. I was reminded of the talk she had with Edward – did she really tell Edward to stop leading me on? Rosalie? The once conniving bitch that told me I should go back to Phoenix and stay away from Edward all together? Could she be… trying to help me?

She cracked a small smile. Something told me she had expected this all along – the barrier being dropped between Edward and I, I mean. She could see it clearer than anyone else could; because she knew Edward so much better. Sure, Alice was his brother, but Rosalie was the one who had mended him when I left. Rosalie was like what Jacob was to me. Edward needed Rosalie as much as I needed Jacob.

Why were things so complicated?

A few hours later, Charlie came home. Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper left, leaving Alice and Edward to have dinner with Charlie and I. It was just leftover pizza from the night before, but none of us seemed to mind.

Edward stayed with me that night. As I fell asleep, he hummed me a beautiful melody – one of full of joyful highs and sad lows that explained our current situation perfectly. I could barely sleep afterwards; I was too busy crying. Edward eventually heard me sniffling and wrapped his arms around me, placing soft kisses on my forehead.

He began whispering things to me when kisses didn't calm me down. I heard the words "love" and "friends" and "us", but I fell asleep in his arms before my tired mind could piece them together.

(A/N: I was going to stop here, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. So, because I love you all, I'm going to write a little more (: Warning: Who knows where this could go…)

In the morning, I was awoken to the sounds of my Father's footsteps stomping through the house. I looked up to find Edward sleeping soundly; but he needed to wake up. Charlie was close.

"Edward." I whispered, lightly shaking his arm. "Edward, you need to wake up and hide."

His eyes slowly opened. He got up and lumbered towards my closet – just as I heard Charlie's footsteps get so loud I knew he was on the other side of that door. Edward started to move a little faster and slammed the closet door shut, just as Charlie poked his head in.

"What was that?" Charlie asked.

I held my hand to my head. "Ow! I hit my head on my headboard."

Charlie narrowed his eyes. "You did? I thought that loud noise came from your closet."

"You're right. I threw my phone at it." I pointed towards my closet, where my phone was indeed lying innocently on the floor on a pile of my jeans. I had trouble not letting my eyes wander towards the small crack in the door, where I could see the bronze of Edward's hair.

"Right." Charlie frowned at me. "I was just checking you were ok before I went to work. I'll see you later."

"Bye, Dad."

He left, and I waited for the door to slam before I ran over to the closet and threw myself into Edward's waiting arms. We laughed together, tears in our eyes. My heart was beating rapidly from the excitement and adrenaline of almost being caught, but I was thankful we weren't. Edward could have died.

"I'm a little afraid to stay here again." Edward chuckled, as walked down the stairs together.

"Charlie was just being nosy. He probably won't ask again."

We ate breakfast and then headed to the Cullen house. Carlisle and Esme didn't even ask where Edward had been last night – they were really awesome parents. I guessed they assumed Edward wouldn't do anything stupid, and me either. I was also grateful they had never mentioned anything to Charlie.

"Didn't come home again." Alice folded her arms and shook her head. "You're such a rebel, Edward."

"You know it, little sister." Edward laughed and ruffled her hair. "But knowing you, Jasper didn't go home last night either."

"Shhh!" Alice slapped Edward and covered his mouth with her hand. "Don't talk so loud!"

I laughed. "So, we're not the only ones breaking rules…"

Alice glared. "Hey! I'm sure you two aren't as innocent as you seem."

I raised an eye brow. "Oh, you can talk. All that Edward and I do is sleep and talk. What do you and Jasper do? Well –"

"Ok! You can shut up now!" Alice shrieked, jumping at me and covering my mouth with both her hands. Edward laughed and pulled Alice away from me. "Bella, if you ever say any of that out loud again, I am going to go to the station and tell Charlie you and Edward have been fogging up the windows in your room every night for the past two weeks."

I was stunned into silence.

"Ok, you win." I mumbled in awe. "Wow, you're just as evil as Emmett."

"Yep. And I can be worse. So you two had better keep in line!" Alice warned us and danced away, into the kitchen. Edward and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.

Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper didn't come over until after lunch. They claimed they had college stuff to look at, which made us all a little sad. They wouldn't be going back to school with us – what would become of our little group?

"Oh my God, you can't replace me with some other strong guy." Emmett exclaimed in alarm. "And you can't replace Rose with some other stunningly beautiful girl! Oh, and you can't replace Jasper with some other emo guy!"

"I'm not emo!" Jasper gasped.

"Yes you are. But anyway…" Emmett went on.

"You won't be replaced. Trust me." Alice told Emmett, putting a hand on Jasper's. "You're going to meet us after school every day, right?"

"Of course." Jasper answered with a smile. "I'll be there to scare off any guy who tries to make a move on my girl when I'm not there. Hell, I might even magically appear to kick some senior ass."

"I'll join you." Emmett agreed. He looked at Alice and I. "If any guys tries anything on my little sisters, I swear –"

"I think I can take care of that." Edward laughed. "Though, I'm sure Mike Newton is at large once again. I might need your help."

"We'll be there." Emmett grinned. "That's what a gap year is for, right?"

A/N: That was fun. The last part at the end was just something extra, I guess. Hope you liked it all the same (:

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