So, someone popped a glock in my head and gave me a brain-smooshie. :P Seriously, my brain is slightly frazzled right now. I can't seem to get any chapters out or even bring myself to write good stuff. Sadly, I know the reason for this. On the 14th August last year everything went... all shitty in my life, it's only started to get better recently. As stupid and melodramatic as this sounds, FanFiction really brought me through the last year. My extremely sad and gloomy feelings seemed to just disappear when I started to read everyone's stories. I can't thank everyone enough. I'm glad I stumbled onto FanFiction when I google'd Twilight. :) You all rock.

I am going on holiday/VK/whatever on the 5th, which is 4 days away, so this will be the last update... I think. It's my birthday on the 16th while I'm away! (Yah, I guess. Getting old is not cool.) Not that you all really care but whatever. I'm just excited that I'm leaving the wonderfully sunny Ireland *groan* The weather is seriously shitty. It is not fair.

Anyway, I type too much on FanFiction, it's like the blog I never update. :P

Plural

Bella PoV

I heard a sound shuffle inside the small room upstairs. I stood up, smiling at Edward who was sitting beside me. He was enraptured in the book I recommended to him earlier that week. I was even flattered that he actually bought it to read. I was going to go to see Bree and was about to enter to wish her a good morning but Esme's voice stopped me.

"Bella?" Esme's voice called out to me from the kitchen.

"Yes, Esme?" I asked her with a smile, I looked around the kitchen, to be polite; it looked like a bomb just landed on it. Flour and eggs everywhere. "Wow..." I said finally letting myself breath in the air in the room, "What did you make?" I asked her with a small grimace.

"Pancakes and fruit salad," She said with a sigh of contentment, "It's been so long since I've made anything for a guest. It makes me very reminiscent." She looked at me, "Can give this food to Bree?" She asked me with a small smile of her own, she had a small pinch of flour on her face. I couldn't help but giggle. "What?" She asked me with a smile. She was so happy that I was comfortable enough to laugh in front of her, that I was comfortable enough to let my guard down.

"You have some flour on your cheek." I had to tell myself to calm down.

"Oh!" She said trying to wipe it off but not getting it all off, looking down as if she was blushing.

"Here." I said, rubbing her soft cheek with my fingers. "All gone."

"Thank you, Isa." She smiled at me. My eyes shot to her face as she said the nickname Carlisle used for me. "Is it alright that I called you that?" She looked concerned, worried if she had made me upset.

"Yes, it is." I said as I hugged, "You made me very happy. Carlisle told me once that my mother called me Isa before she passed. I'm happy you called me it."

"Bella.." She said as she breathed out, hugging me back.

We stayed that way for a while before we parted. "Bring it to her now before Alice gets at her. She wants to play dolly with her." Esme sighed.

"Has Carlisle already left for the hospital? I wanted him to check if she was positively healthy." I asked her.

"He left quite a while ago." She did her motherly-all-knowing-smirk, "Didn't you hear him leave, or were you too busy?" She raised an eyebrow. I looked away from her. The whole family knew Edward and I spent the whole night getting to know each other better and just relax. I didn't even notice that everyone was... finished... with their... business... until Edward pulled me down stairs to talk to Jasper and Rosalie for a while.

"I forgot?" I offered as an excuse.

"Of course." She rolled her eyes, and then said, "I am sure Bree is alright. Stop worrying like an old woman. It is befitting of you Isabella." She chuckled at my glare to her words. I sighed and walked out of the kitchen and towards the stairs before running to one of the small guest rooms that Bree was staying in.

Excited, Belly? Emmett's thoughts boomed into my head.

"Shut up, Emmy." I sighed back to him. I heard Edward's chuckle and Rosalie's question to Edward asking, 'what did the idiot do now?'

I opened the door and poked my head in to see if she was still in bed. "What are you doing?" Bree asked in a yawn as I entered the small room she was staying in.

"Good morning to you too, Bree," I rolled my eyes, "What do you think I'm doing? I'm giving you breakfast in bed, silly." I smiled at her, standing beside the bed waiting for her to take the tray filled with pancakes and fruit, with orange juice and a rose in a small vase.

"Why? I could have gotten some later." She said, sitting up in the bed and stretching. "You didn't need to.." She stopped talking when the smell of 'delicious' pancakes met her nose. I had to force myself not to wrinkle my nose at the rotten smell.

"Do you think Esme would have let you leave with an empty stomach? She'd kill me," I stage-whispered to the girl with a serious expression on my face, "Momma Bear is scary sometimes, you know." I then winked to her.

"I heard that, Bella." Esme's voice was loud enough to be heard by both myself and Bree, who chuckled tiredly.

"Why are you so happy right now? It's too early to be pleasant." Bree said as she rubbed her eyes to get rid of the sleep in them.

"I know, for humans anyway. So eat this crap and enjoy." I warned her, "Esme took her time making this stuff. I'm sorry if it isn't nice..." I sighed handing her the breakfast tray.

"Why wouldn't it be?" She tilted her head to the side, piercing one of the pancakes on the plate with her fork.

"It's been awhile since anyone ever cooked for a guest in this house." She looked at my strangely, "We don't eat food." I said simply, looking away from her. I didn't want to see her reaction to that information. I didn't think she would take it that well, Charlie didn't.

"And you don't sleep." She said just as simply back to me. My eyes shot to her face.

I was surprised o say the least; her brother didn't tell her anything about the mechanics about vampirism. "How did you know that?" I asked her, shock evident in my voice.

"I heard the TV last night, it was loud." She said smugly. Covering up the sound of something perhaps? She thought to herself.

My eyes widened, and I heard Edward cough downstairs. Do not answer her thoughts. Do not answer her thoughts, I chanted in my head before breathing in and answering the words she said aloud, "I'm sorry," I apologised in a small voice, "that was Edward and I. We were watching a movie last night." Well trying to anyway..

I should have realized that she could hear the TV and turned it down but I was too fascinated by my company last night, "Oh you and Edward..." She smiled trailing off, "Is he like your boyfriend or something?" She asked me chuckling at my expression's response to that question. It was contracted into an unattractive position, my nose wrinkling in retort. I heard Emmett's booming laugh, Alice's giggle and Rosalie's snide taunts to Edward, who was coughing again. Esme was singing to herself a happy tune and Jasper was muttering something like, 'better work out, better work out.' Weird family.

"N-no, he isn't." I stuttered to her, "We are just friends." Was I not supposed to be calm and collected while talking to humans? Why was I doing this so wrong?

"Suure Belly." Emmett's voice said in a normal tone, "You don't want Eddie to kiss you or marry you. You don't want to have his spawn children."

"Emmett?" Rosalie asked her husband, who answered 'yeah, Babe' , "Shut the fuc-" She wasn't happy that he was taunting me about children. Especially since she has the same want and need for a child as I did. We both wanted a baby of our own to hold in our arms for hours on end just smiling at a sleeping baby. We both wanted to watch a child of our own grow up into a wonderful adult. We both felt that yearn for the next generation.

"Rosalie, language." Esme's stern voice could be heard from the kitchen.

I sighed sadly and ruefully, trying not to covet for a time and a place where I was human with a husband who loved me and I was holding a little girl or boy with my chocolate brown eyes and his nose. I tried to focus on Bree, "That's how it all starts, you know." That's the exact same thing Kate said to me when we were alone as well. Was my attraction to Edward so obvious? I rolled my eyes, not at the statement Bree had just said but to the answer to my mental question: Yes, it was obvious.

"So you are so experience with boys, right?" I giggled to the girl's glare.

"Har Har." She spat.

I heard light fast movements outside the room and the small sound of hands clapping. Oh boy, I thought to myself. Please, Bella. Let me dress her. Please? Alice's voice engulfed my mind, Come on! It'd be nice for someone to appreciate my work. Since you certainly don't..

"No." I said to fast for Bree to hear or notice; she was too busy chewing.

"This is amazing." She moaned taking another slice of pancake into her mouth, "You.. have to... thank your mother.." She said between chews.

"Of course I will. She'll be so happy that someone likes her food." I smiled at Bree before looking towards to door.

I'm coming in whether you like it or not, Isabella Swan. Warn her so she's not startle, it can go two ways. Pick the easier option. Alice's pixie like voice threatened me.

"Fine, but you owe me." I whispered towards the door at a volume that only vampires could hear.

"So do you go to school?" Bree asked me before she sipped the glass of orange juice.

"Yeah, we go to Forks High but we had to take a few days off. It's too bright outside. It's too sunny." I wrinkled my nose. I didn't like the prospect of being blinded by the light coming from my skin.

"Bright? Sunny?" Bree asked me, she then let out a laugh, "I thought you said you don't get burned by the sun."

"We don't." I said with a playful glare, "But we would show too much attention to ourselves if we did go out when it's too sunny." I sighed.

"Why?"

"We would be too dazzling." I smirked at her little frown, "That's all I'm saying." My tongue-in-cheek was not just for my own enjoyment but for her safety. Not that Bree ever needed to know of that.

Bella...Alice's bell-like voice whined in my head, I suppressed a growl. That pixie...She wasn't going to give up.

"Are you finished with your food?" I asked her.

"Yep." She smiled at me.

"Well, if you are done.." I said, picking up the tray, "My sister is going to dress you. I'm sorry. Bye!" I said leaving the room quickly before Alice roped me into Bella Barbie Time. I shivered as Alice ran passed me and into the room closing the door. Sorry Bree..

"Hi Bree, I'm Alice, fashion expert extraordinaire. It's a pleasure to be at your service!" I heard Alice's voice talk to Bree excitingly.

"So," Bree began in a way-too-innocent tone. I mentally groaned at her thoughts, she was not about to ask us that. I looked towards Edward to see if he was paying attention to her thoughts. I smirked at his expression. Of course Edward was paying to her thought, when was he not tuned into people's thoughts? "How do you become a vampire?" She asked normally, staring out the window as if her mind wasn't freaking out as if she offended us by her question.

"You don't." Was Edward's menacing reply. He felt the same need to protect the girl that I had. We wanted her to have the human life neither I nor Edward could live. You could say we were living vigorously through her.

I mentally scolded myself for thinking of how I used plural for Edward and I, it made me shiver at how happy that make me feel. "W-what?" The young human girl stuttered at Edward's tone, "But you are..." I cut her off before Bree could continue to ramble.

My words started off calm enough but I couldn't hold in my own anger at her question. She had a reason for asking; she was thinking that she could become a monster like us. "What he means is that you will never need to know that information because you will never become one of us. EVER." I said looking at her through the mirror, glaring meaningfully.

"I just want to know how you became the way you are." She said sadly, trying to act childlike and guiltless. I tried to remind myself that she was guiltless; she would never do anything in her life so bad that she would be changed into a vampire. I and Edward would make sure of that.

Edward shot me a look as if to ask 'do-you-actually-believe-that-crap?' My answering look was one to say 'Oh-please.' He spoke first, "Bree, stop lying. You are alone in a car talking to two vampires about a touchy subject. We could easily tell by your heartbeats that you are not being truthful." He smirked, "And it helps that we have a little... extra gift to tell about your lies." I rolled my eyes.

For what seemed to be the fiftieth time that day, I sighed, "Edward, stop scaring the girl, she's freaked enough, as I would be if I were stuck in a car with you." I chuckled slightly.

I smirked as he began to reply, "You are stuck in a car with me." He pointed out.

My smirked grew, "Yes, I suppose I am. I amend my statement- I would be freaked out too if I were stuck in a car with you and couldn't kick you pretty little ass." I winked to Bree who was giggling in the back.

I thought she said that there was nothing going on between them too. And they think I lie. I groaned inside my head at Bree's thoughts. She did not just think that when Edward was sitting beside me with that crooked grin that makes me weak at the knees and a raised eyebrow.

"Could you please tell me? It's a long way to Mrs. Biers' home."

"Biers?" Edward's asked her. "I know that family." I looked towards him, "The youngest son is going go to college next year. Riley, I think." Edward said. He was like a personal encyclopaedia. My personal encyclopaedia perhaps?

I caught Bree's blush. Who was this Riley Biers character? "So is he a friend of yours, Bree?" I grinned at the now beetroot red girl behind me.

"I-I guess. Mrs. Biers and my mother have been friends since they were kids and since Mr and Mrs Biers moved back to Forks, we haven't been seeing them for a while. I was supposed to visit this weekend." She sighed as flashed of bronze and blonde run through her mind. "Oh shit.. My parents are going to freak when they found out that I wasn't over at Susan's house."

I smirked, "Yes, they probably will." At least they won't know that you were nearly rape.

"So can you tell me how you become a vampire, Bella? Was it nice? I heard that a vampire bite is seductive and sensual. Did you have to drink a vampire's blood? Ohh.. Did Edward change you? Was it hot? Did you have sex with the him after or during?" She babbled on.

My facial expression turned into one of intense embarrassment and horror. "CHILD!" Edward yelled to get her to shut up. "One; Bella is centuries older than I am, and I was born in 1901. Two; We have never had sex..." Ever, I added secretly. Using plural again, cue the tingle in my spine, "Why does everyone assume we do? You know what they say about people who assume, right?" Edward smirked at me. Yes, I did. They make an ASS out of U and ME. Assume.

"You have to die." I said quietly after Bree calmed down after hearing Edward, well explode and then become jokingly peaceful again. Vampire mood swings was not an easy thing for a human to get their head around. Not quiet exactly lying to her was okay in my books. She would get that pitiful idea of getting changed out of her system and I'd have one less thing to explain to Aro if we were to meet again would ever arise. "The pain is shocking. As Edward said, I am centuries older than his one hundred and nine years, I still can remember the indescribable pain with clear detail." I shook my head.

"It is not something one would wish on anyone's soul." Edward coughed, as if he were getting uncomfortable with this conversation. I tried to look into Bree's mind but everything was just blank. I could see that she was trying to process our words but I don't think it took much affect.

"Oh." Was Bree's incredibly understandable reply to our explanation. I looked into the mirror to see her blink repeatedly and then cough lightly, "Can we please talk about something else?" I nodded vigorously, "How did you two meet?" She directed the question towards Edward grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

I groaned, maybe talking about the Change would be easier than this torture.

Nothing happened. I know. But like I said, I'm fecked up right now. (I didn't swear/cuss/curse/whatever..) I'm sorry.

Okay, so there is some things I'm seriously getting hooked on right now. The most awesome movie of the year being one of them. INCEPTION! Don't even say that Eclipse was better because if you think that Eclipse was even in the same level as Inception then you are blind.. and dense. And NOT AWESOME. Have any of you seen Inception's total awesomeness? Seriously, My mind was totally fecked after seeing it but I loved it. Really made my Summer.

The Last Airbender isn't out yet and I won't be back until it is. But I'm not excited about it because of the shitty reviews.

Sorry to anyone who reads Broken. I suck, but I'm not in the right mind set to write that story right now. I'm sorry I really am.

~YMCM

P.S. I'm sorry, I really talk too much. :(