A/N Hey peeps! I'm sorry I haven't updated sooner, but I am back in business. :)

This chapter is extra long to make up for my lateness (which I have been informed is a month and 10 days).

I dedicate this chapter to La Tua Cantante 101 for getting me off my lazy butt.

Evelyn's POV

I couldn't help but smile smugly. Edward hadn't gotten home till we were about to leave for school. His sheepish expression and ecstatic smile told me that I was right in my assumption that he went to Bella's. I hadn't been able to attack him with my happy squeals and hugs like I wanted to, he got home so late.

The first thing he did today when we got to school was go and talk to Bella. He was charming her, I could tell. He walked her to all of her classes, and was now sitting by her. He had managed to get a lunch table before everyone else had, and since most humans avoid the Cullens like the plague, no one else had sat down there, so they had it to themselves.

I wasn't the only one celebrating this accomplishment, though the celebratory group was low in numbers. Alice was beaming at this development, though she seemed a little disappointed she hadn't seen it coming. Jasper was perplexed. He knew it was making his wife happy, but he couldn't understand why Edward would suddenly want to spend time with a human. Emmett didn't really care about what Edward was doing, though he had his hands filled with Rose.

Rose was not very happy to discover Edward had snuck off to watch a human sleep. She was furious when she found out, and his spending time with her during school was just adding fuel to the fire. She still held a grudge against Bella for the whole accident thing, but I, being a twilighter, knew it was more than that.

Most of the other girls in the school were disappointed. Edward Cullen, the most hottest single guy in all of Forks, was taken. Well, he wasn't yet, but it sure seemed that way.

"Looking at them again?" Maggie asked me.

"Yea," I admitted, "They're just so cute together!" I said happily. I had been unsneakily trying to sneak peaks at Edward and Bella. It annoyed Maggie to no end.

"I just don't get why he would want to be with her," Maggie pouted. She was one of the girls mad Edward was "off the market".

"She's really nice, Maggie, you know that. You're just jealous," I told her, rolling my eyes.

She just stuck her tongue out at me and continued her pouting.

"Well, what can I do to distract you from your Edward withdrawal?" I asked her.

She glared at me a little, then suddenly smiled, "I know what you can do! You can promise to come with me and some other kids to La Push beach Saturday! It'll be so much fun, you have to come!"

I thought about it. I wanted to go, being a Jake girl and all. I had never gone to La Push before; I couldn't drive and for reasons unknown to Maggie, none of the Cullens could take me. I wasn't a vampire, so I wouldn't be a threat to any one on the reservation, so the wolves shouldn't have a problem with it. Right?

"I promise I'll go with you," I told her, grinning.

"Yay!" she cried, hugging me.

I laughed and hugged her back, "You're welcome."

The bell rung then, and as I hopped up to go to class, I noticed Bella running off to biology, but not before Edward kissed her hand. She walked by herself, and Edward didn't appear to be going anywhere, and in my mind that meant one thing – blood typing.

Edward's POV

I had gone out of my way to walk Bella to all of her classes today, and secured a table for just us at lunch. She was surprised at my sudden change of heart, but seemed glad enough to be with me.

She and I talked through lunch; she was still trying to get me to tell her what I was. I wouldn't give her any ideas; though her begging made me just want to confess myself to her. I would do anything for her. I knew I couldn't though. If I told her, she'd run away screaming. She'd run away and never look back, and I'm not quite sure how I would handle that.

How I could stay with her was beyond me also. If we stayed together for a long time like I wanted, she'd realize that I never age. She's already notice my lack of appetite for human food.

I sighed, and tried to shake those thoughts from my head. The lunchroom was now empty. Every student was at class – the late bell rang five minutes ago. Alice had forewarned me that my biology class was blood typing today, and that it wouldn't be a wise idea for me to go to class.

I heard the principal's footsteps coming.

Dang kids, he thought, making me get out of my office. I'm afraid for my grandkids. Having to deal with this generation as their leaders..

There had been an epidemic of kids ditching class lately, which was in and off itself to get the principal moving to check empty classrooms and closets. It got worse when a couple of football players had decided to vandalize the cafeteria one day after lunch.

I walked out before the principal could find me. I just strolled down the hallways, there was no use missing my next class. Another part of me just wanted, needed, to stay near Bella. I had to be close to her, and needed to make sure she was safe.

I heard someone come down the hallway. I listened closer and discovered it was two people. One of them was the vile Mike Newton. He was always flirting with Bella, though she clearly wasn't interested. I was worried she was, but once she turned him down for the dance, I knew she wasn't interested. The other person was…Bella herself! I listened closer to their conversation to find out what they were doing.

"Mike…please let me rest for a minute," Bella gasped. I immediately started running towards them. It didn't take me any time to get to the corner, and then I walked at a human pace up to them.

"Is she alright?" I asked Newton, who was nervously watching Bella. He wanted to help her, and charm her. He thought being a "knight in shining armor" consisted of dragging her to the nurse's office, and would win her heart forever.

"Go away," she mumbled, though her heart rate picked up.

I smiled, "I got it from here," I told Mike.

"I'm suppose to take her to the nurses," he said, trying to keep his position.

"Can you walk?" I asked her, ignoring him.

"Go away," she mumbled again. I took that as a no, and picked her up.

"What are you doing!?" both of them cried.

"You didn't answer my question, so I'm helping you," I told with a grin, ignoring Mike's protests. I didn't care about him anyways.

"You can go back to class," I told him without looking over my shoulder. I continued carrying Bella to the nurse.

"Put me down," Bella wimpered, though she made no move to get down and held her head against my chest. That made me smile even more.

"Just so you could fall down?" I shook my head. We got to the office, and I moved Bella to one arm so I could open the door.

We got inside, and Mrs. Cope knocked down a precarious pile of papers in her flurry to help me, though she had no idea I didn't need it.

She went and opened the door to the nurse's office. The nurse was reading a book, and stared at me for a minute before getting up to help.

"What happened?" she asked, putting fresh paper on the patient's bench.

"Blood typing in biology," I answered, gently setting Bella down.

The nurse laughed, "There's always one of them. Take this dear, it'll pass in a minute," she handed Bella an ice pack.

"How are you doing?" I asked Bella, once the nurse left.

"I've been better," she muttered, holding her head in her hands.

"So…you can't stand the sight of blood?" I heard the story from Mike's head.

"More like the smell, it smells awful," she said, lifting her head.

I laughed. How ironic she was.

"It does," she muttered, defending herself. I didn't reply.

"You doing anything this weekend?" she asked, looking at her hands. Her heart rate picked up again.

I kept my excitement down, "No, all I have planned is avoiding Alice's shopping brigade. She loves to shop, and will get anyone she can to go with her."

She laughed a little, "I can believe that, she always looks great. So does Rosalie."

"They both have a 'passion for fashion' so to say. Any reason why you ask?" I tried to keep my voice casual. I felt like a human teenage boy. If my heart was beating, I know it would be in overdrive now.

"There's a group going to the beach this weekend, and I was wondering if you wanted to come too," she blushed, and it was beautiful.

The nurse came in before I could answer.

"How are you feeling honey?" the nurse asked, concerned. Bella handed her the ice pack.

"I'm feeling much better, thank you," Bella replied, standing up. I was happy to notice she didn't wobble or seem unsteady.

I guided her out of the office and into the hallway as another boy from the biology class came in.

"You never answered my question," she said, looking at her hands again.

"Which beach?" I asked her, staring at her blush.

"La Push," she answered, looking up at me hopefully.

My smile faded. It just had to be La Push.

"I can't." I said sadly, trying not to look at her disappointed face.

"Ok," she whispered, not even asking for a reason.

"What class do you have next?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"PE," she groaned.

"Do you think you can handle it, or do you need to go home?" I asked, concerned.

"I would like to go home…" she trailed off.

"Wait a second," I told her, then walked back into the office.

"Mrs. Cope," I said, leaning on the counter.

"Yes Edward," she said. Her thoughts were very disturbing, I knew I was attractive to most human females, but a teacher was something else. But I knew, her, eh, fondness of me would help me help Bella.

"Bella doesn't feel up for her next class, may I take her home?" I asked, trying to use my eyes to my advantage.

He's so kind. And handsome. Ohhhh too young, too young, too young!

I tried to shake her thoughts from my mind.

"Of course, I'll get right on it. Do you need a pass too?" she asked, fluttering around her myriad of papers.

"No thank you, I can handle it," I flashed her a smile, and walked back out to Bella.

"It's all taken care of, you're going home." I told Bella, who was sitting on a bench.

"What do you mean?" she asked confused. She stood up at the sound of my voice, and followed me as I walked to the parking lot.

"I'm driving you home, you need to rest," I told her, opening my door to her.

"Oh no, I'm driving my truck," she stubbornly said, folding her arms across her chest.

"I will not have you crash. Let me drive you home."

"No, how will I get my truck?" she asked. Her hair was dripping now, and she was soaking wet, but she still would not get in the car.

"Please Bella," I asked her softly.

"I..uh…my truck?" she asked breathlessly. I tried not to smile. Humans are so easily affected by vampire charms.

"Alice will drive it to your house," I told her, gently pushing her towards the open car. She got in this time.

I closed the door for her, and then walked at the fastest human pace I could manage, and hopped in.

"Thank you," she said, starring out the window.

"For what?" I asked, even though I knew the answer. I just wanted to hear her voice more.

"Getting me out of school, driving me home," she said, turning her head to look at me. She had a small smile on her face, though it seemed a little nervous. I smiled back. Her smiled widened, and a blush crossed her face.

"It was no problem. We wouldn't want you to hurt yourself in PE because you felt bad, would we?"

She snorted, "I hurt myself in PE sick or not."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I am the clumsiest person on this planet. I can barely walk 10 feet without tripping over thin air. PE makes you run, jump, hit, dodge, and all sorts of coordinated things my body just can't do without finding itself on the floor," she stated matter of factly. Then, as if realizing what she just said, she blushed again.

I just chuckled.

The ride to her house was short, and we managed to fill it with easy conversation. I was so entranced by it, that I didn't realize we had been sitting there in her driveway, talking for more than an hour.

"I should probably go back to school now," I said, disappointed.

"Why? Didn't you get the last class off too?" she looked at the clock on the dashboard, "Besides, schools over anyways."

"I have to pick up my family, I don't think my brother and sisters would appreciate having to walk home," I sighed. They could just run, well Evelyn would have to be carried, but I wouldn't hear the end of it when I got home.

"Oh, that's right," she mumbled, starting to get out of the car. Right as she closed the door, I called for her.

"Bella," I said, rolling down the window.

"Yes?" she asked, as she turned around.

"I had a nice time today," I told her. I don't know what compelled me to say that, but it made her smile.

"I did too," she said.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I told her, reluctant to leave.

"Yea," she didn't seem to want to go either.

"Bye," I said, rolling up the window. She waved at me as I pulled out of the driveway.

Evelyn's POV

I finally heard the sound of Edward's car pulling up the long driveway. I was waiting for him in the garage. We had decided to run home, and Alice carried me. It seemed strange because I'm bigger than she is, but you can do basically anything when you're a vampire, even if you're tiny.

Edward car smoothly drove into the garage.

"Hello Evelyn," Edward said, quickly getting out of the car and very quickly walking to the door that lead to the house.

"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen," I said, "Stop right there."

My use of his full name was enough to stop him. He turned around.

"Yes?" he asked, irritated.

"What did you do last night?" I asked lightly, like I really didn't care. Of course, Edward could hear my thoughts and knew exactly what I was doing.

"Yes, I went to Bella's ok?" he snapped.

I squealed and ran and gave him as big a hug as I could.

"I knew it!" I cried in between squeals.

He hugged back, though I could tell he was rolling his eyes at me.

"Yes, you are very intelligent," he said sarcastically.

"Yes I am," I told him with a smile, "I am the almighty Evelyn. I know everything past, present, and future. Well, up until summer of 2008 anyways."

He rolled his eyes again, "Are you done gloating?" he asked.

"No, but you can go in anyways," I told him.

He just shook his head on his way inside.

SKIPPING AHEAD TO SATURDAY BECAUSE NOTHING IMPORTANT HAPPENS ON FRIDAY.

I yawned, again. Getting up early (before noon) just wasn't my thing. But if it meant going to La Push, I would do it any day.

"You sure you want to go?" Alice asked, as she sped down the highway towards Mike's parents' store.

"I told all of you, yes. I will be perfectly safe. The only reason you aren't allowed on the reservation is because they're being cautious. I am not a threat to them or their people. They should have no problem with me being there. If they want to, all they can do to me is kick me off, and then you'll see me at the borderline and you'll come pick me up. I don't think they would do that, considering they would then have to explain to the other kids why they didn't want me there," I told her. I had been through all of this before with all of the Cullens. They were all shocked when I asked if I could go to La Push. Their instant answer was, of course, a big fat no, but after hours upon hours of begging, consulting, and negotiating, I was allowed to go.

They made me wash my clothes and take a shower right before I went so I wouldn't smell as much like them. I had to avoid contact with any of them, but I'm pretty sure it all went down the tube when I sat down in their car.

"You'll call us if you need us, right?" Alice asked, worried. They had also given me a cell phone to use in case something went bad.

"I'll be fine Alice," I told her, trying to give her a reassured look. Her concern touched me, and I wanted to prove that I could take care of myself.

"Here we are," she said, as she pulled into a parking lot. There was a group of teenagers standing by two vans.

"Thank you Alice," I told her, "I'll see you when we get back."

"Bye," she replied, biting her lip in thought. I wanted to give her a hug, but I couldn't.

I hopped out of the car and walked over towards the group. Everyone was there already; they were just waiting for me.

"You came!" Maggie crowed, as she rushed to give me a hug.

"I promised you, didn't I?" I told her, as I hugged her back.

"You're so late, I thought you weren't coming," she admitted, looked down at her feet.

"I'm just not an early bird, that's all. Emmett had to dump a bucket of ice water on me to get me up," I said shivering. He really did do that. Not a very pleasant way to wake up.

She giggled, and we were herded towards separate vans. Apparently Mike had made seating arrangements the night before, and everyone already had an assigned seat.

"Evelyn, you go right there," he told me, pointing towards the tiny window seat in the back back row.

"Ok," I shrugged. I had been in smaller seats.

Then, my worst nightmare came true.

"Hey Evelyn!" George cried, plopping down in the seat next me, way too close for my comfort.

"Hi George," I groaned, not even hiding my displeasure.

George had been put down after my not so subtle refusal to him at the beginning of the year, but that didn't stop him for long. He was always following me around, using many different cheesy one-liners on me. He obviously had his brother's persistence.

It escalated when Bella got here. Mike was constantly going after her, and I guess the brothers used each other for support. If one of them got declined, the other would encourage them to try again. They even shared pick-up lines. George used a particularly dumb one on me in the morning one day, and I heard Mike use the same one on Bella at lunch.

"Was your dad a baker?" George asked, trying to sound cool. I just ignored him.

""Cause you got some nice buns," he laughed what I guess he thought was a cool laugh, but it sound more like a dying goat than an attractive guy.

"Are you hungry George?" I asked him, sounding sickly sweet.

"Extremely," he licked his lips. Ha! He actually thought I was responding to him.

I held up my fist, "I have a knuckle sandwich if you want to try it," I said in the same sickly sweet voice.

"That hurts me, Evelyn. Hurts me deep. But it's ok. Your feistiness is very…attractive," he whispered in my ear. His breath was, unfortunately, blown into my face. He really needed a tic-tac.

"You are invading my personal bubble George, you will never get on my good side if you stay in my personal bubble," I tersely told him, trying not to yell at him.

"How can we make out if I'm not in your bubble? Well, you're free to come into my bubble any day," he winked. He never gave up.

I knew that if I kept talking to him, it would end in violence, so I ignored him and just looked out my window again.

"Evelyn, did you fart?" George randomly asked me, five minutes later.

"Um no," I said, too confused to be mean.

"'Cause you just blew me away," He smiled, happy he got me once.

"That was probably the worst line yet," I told him, shaking my head and turning back to my window.

George kept shooting lines at me, and for the most part I ignored him. I cringed when his lines got stupider and stupider.

After what seemed like forever, we got to the beach. I had to wait for everyone else to get out before I could escape my George torture.

"Here Evelyn, let me help- or maybe not," George said, holding out his hand for me to hold to help me get out of the van. Apparently I looked like I needed help jumping down a foot. Like always, I ignored him.

I found Maggie, and nearly killed her with my strangling hug.

"Sanity!" I cried, hugging her tighter.

"Huh?" she asked. I got down on my stomach and tried to hug the ground.

"Land! Sweet land!" I cried, happy to be away from George.

"Explanation please," Maggie demanded, helping me off the ground.

"I was put next to George in the van," I told her in my most tortured voice.

"Wow," she shook her head, "What's with the land thing?"

"Land is big. Land is stable. I can run away on land, and never have to look back to George. Ever" I said, leaning over a railing and looking out over the water.

"Somebody sounds desperate," a new voice said behind me. A wonderful voice. A slightly husky voice.

I turned around. I couldn't control my expression. Or myself for that matter.

"Hi," I said breathlessly.

"Hey," the boy said sticking out his hand for me to shake. He had glossy black hair smoothed back into a ponytail, "I'm Jacob Black."

A/N Is that worth the wait? Well, nothing is worth waiting more than a month for, but I hope this can help put me back on your good-guy list.

I hope y'all liked this one. I've been waiting to get Evelyn down to La Push, so the next few chapters should be good.

Review please!

On another note, has anyone been paying attention to the NCAA? The Tar Heels won today!!! We're going to the Final Four!!! YAYAYAY!!!!!! Tyler sooooo deserves a national championship under his belt before he graduates...but Villanova is a really good team...