Guys I haven't forgotten you. I've been barely able to get on, and bunches of stuff has been happening.

This will probably be the last chapter :'(

Sequel?

PS: YOUR MIKE NEWTON IS IN THIS CHAPTER!

WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING: RANDOMNESS AND WEIRDNESS IS IN THIS CHAPTER

Bella's POV

I got out of the hospital about two weeks after I got in. Edward stayed with me the whole time. I got a cool scar.

We driving to school, in Edward's car.

I knew I was going to get one hell of a talk... Edward didn't say anything at all the whole car ride.

5...4...3...2...1... "Bella, I want to talk to you."

I panicked. Keeping my hand on the door handle, I looked above his head.

"Yeah?" I shuffled to the side, ready to bolt if called for- moving car or not.

"Why?"

"Why what?" I pull the play dumb card.

"Why did you do it? Thirty seconds, starting now." He glared at me, and I flinched.

"I... did it because the voices told me to. In my head. And you wouldn't leave me alone-" Edward looked hurt and mad so I started to wrap this speech up,

"And I didn't believe you then- I do now, so... oh, what do you know, the bell rang, time to get to class!"

PULLING OPERATION: JUMP OUT OF CAR AND RUN LIKE THE WIND BABY, RUN LIKE THE WIND! Yes, I really jumped out of a moving car. And I bounced, stood up, and ran to the school.

I got to the cafeteria building, knowing we had a good forty five minutes before school started. I leaned back, my back to the wall.

If Edward was going to yell at me, he was going to have to find me first.

"Hey Bella! Fancy meeting you here!" Oh dear God.

"Mike? What are you doing here?" Go the freak away. Sure enough, Mike Newton bounded up to me, grinning like a mad man.

"Oh, just taking a walk. You?"

"I-uh Mike, do you mind leaving?" I asked, afraid Edward would hear us talking and come.

"Sure." Mike didn't move.

"Leave, like, now." I motioned towards the parking lot. Mike shook his head, smiling.

"Nope."

"Why? Mike, please, I'm doing stuff right now, and I really don't want to-"

"You wanna go out on Saturday?" Mike looked at me, hopeful. I blanched, wishing I actually died earlier.

"I... Mike... I can't. So if you could just skip along, this really would-"

"No."

"No?" I put my hands on my hips, glaring at him.

"It took my five hours to get the guts to ask you out, so I'm not leaving until you say yes,"

I gave him a WTF look.

"Mike, go away. I don't LIKE you. I never will like you, and besides, you're going out with Jessica."

"Yeah." He looked at me like this wasn't a big deal.

"Mike, no." I sure wasn't going out with him now.

"Bella please. Everyone knows you and Edward aren't REALLY that into each other, and I could be everything he is and more."

It seems that all the guys I once dated or will never date have this tendency to give cheesy overdone speeches that affect me very little.

"I- no. Just go Mike, you're disgusing." I was really getting ready to punch him.

"Bella, I'm not leaving with a No."

"Well you sure as hell aren't leaving with a yes." I snapped back.

"Bella...." It had a drop of a warning in it. I stepped back to the wall. Mike stepped forward.

"Mike." I answered. Then, just because, I punched his nose. I heard a crack from my fist and his nose and I started to jump around, shaking it.

Mike, on the other hand, had his nose behind both hands.

"You-" [INSERT THAT B word here]

Did he really just call me that?

Mike hovered over me, suddenly bigger than he was five minutes ago. Now, to the wandering person looking for his fight-or-flight girlfriend (we'll name him Edward), this looks very bad.

So let me tell you what happened in a safe manner... or in a manner at least a little better than what happened.

Edward walked around the side of the cafeteria the same moment Mike picked me up around his shoulders. Now, if you're a girl, and you saw a random girl run her hand down your super hot sexy boyfriend's chest, how would you react? Exactly.

Edward stood there for 2 milliseconds, and then snapped over to Mike in one second, punching Mike in the stomach.

I fell out of Mikes arms and landed into Edwards (THANK GOD... That sidewalk woulda hurt like hell).

Edward then told me to go, and I did. Well, after I kicked Mike in the face. Then I gave Edward a kiss on the cheek, told him to have fun, and went to a shiny volvo where I sat and waited, listening to Debussy, reading Wuthering Heights.

30 minutes, 4 seconds later, Edward was in the car, with me next to him, and we were kissing madly.

2 minutes later, everyone started to arrive.

5 minutes later, Mike was discovered naked on the sidewalk (I'm talking bare here) and was escorted to the Principals office.

That night, Mike Newton was visited by a tall lean southern Blonde dude, a hot big buff curly black hair dude, and a black haired (originally bronze) boy who pummeled him to a pulp when Mike Newton tried to corner me again in Barnes in Nobles.

That night, I talked to Edward and was ranted at. I also did an oath (well, not willingly, but what can you do when your boyfriend's over protective?) to never ever hurt myself again.

That night, Edward and I snuck out of our houses and went to a little meadow, around 1 o'clock in the morning.

That night I made out with Edward Cullen, and that night I decided who I was going to marry.

*FIN*

Also that evening, I got Lauren Mallory expelled, but let's not go there...

Oh, the wonders you can do with a intercom, a picture of the Principal, a intoxicated Lauren, and a permanent marker...

Oh, and a Alice Cullen who is intent on revenge...

THE END

So yeah, that's all.

Should I do a sequel or a long epilogue?

REVIEW BECAUSE MY BIRTHDAY'S COMING UP. IT'LL BE MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT (JAN. 26)!

Shoutout to Ella-Son, and read a few comments of the story... some people want reviews on their story and everyone who reads this story is a good writer. I know this because I read their stories ;)