AN: My computer is fixed, it's beautifully working again and I could not be more ecstatic.

Again I don't know how much longer this story will be. I haven't written it, it's all in my head, but every time I think about it I get a headache because it seems like there are WAY TOO MANY scenes left.

Thanks for reading. I wish this story was shorter but unfortunately I keep writing more.

Chapter Ten: Paranoid (part three)

"We should do something today, just us," Emmett told me once the truck was in park. I stared at the school buildings, breathing deeply, just imagining Edward inside. I'd missed his face; I'd missed everything about him. I was addicted to him.

"Like what?"

It was so… so good, so nice, so right, knowing that Emmett and I were fine again. It's funny how it took us 'making up' to realize how much I'd missed him. "I don't know, maybe a movie? What do you want to do?"

"Movie sounds fine. Just staying in with popcorn and a blanket…" I trailed off.

He smiled at me, "Sounds perfect." An easy pause filled the vehicle as every single part of me relaxed. "I've got to get to class, I'll see you later." He gave me a small side hug before walking into fresh air.

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I hadn't seen Edward all morning and therefore was extremely anxious as I entered the lunch room with Jessica. She was chatting about her weekend and I casually listened. As I walked in my eyes flew to 'Edward's' table, he wasn't in the room yet so my gaze twisted to 'our' table. Angela smiled up at me and I waved. As Jessica and I walked to the lunch line Angela joined us.

"Hey," she timidly spoke. I cocked an eyebrow because although Angela was shy she wasn't usually like this around me.

"What's up?" Jessica asked her. She blushed and Jessica, ever the gossip queen, picked up on this, "What happened?" her voice had quickened and her eager eyes were frightening.

Angela looked torn slightly; a secret. I wondered if it was what she'd kept to herself when I'd asked about the dance. The lunch door shutting grabbed my attention from the possible high school troubles. I couldn't help glancing over.

Edward, I couldn't even help the sigh that escaped. He looked beyond perfect, a dictionary explanation of pulchritude. He grinned in my direction so quickly that if I blinked I would very likely have missed it. It took me much too long to notice Alice's hand, raised simply in a show of acknowledgment. I hoped no one else noticed. Alice wasn't as careful as Edward and Edward was barely careful enough.

"This weekend," I heard Angela start behind me. Her voice seemed muted and I was about to turn to focus on her when two other people walked into the cafeteria completely ruining any chance my mind had to hear the rest of Angela's secret.

I walked away from the girls without even a goodbye. "Emmett? What are you doing here?" I wondered. "You never eat here?" I added.

He laughed as he pulled me into a hug. "It's our day, didn't I say that already?" He whispered in my ear and it made me close my eyes and hug him a little tighter. Yes, I had definitely missed him.

Rosalie gave me a suspicious but relaxed look. It didn't seem to go together but it was much better than the looks she had been giving me before. "Nice to see you Rose," I offered a little emotionlessly only because I couldn't figure her out.

"Bella," she nodded to me as she walked over to 'our' table and made herself comfortable while bumping into a conversation Tyler was having with Mike.

"You didn't have to ruin your lunch date with Rosalie," I told Emmett as I turned my attention back to him.

"Nah," he laughed, "She understands. I told her how we made up." He took my hand then and led me to the table.

I made sure to sit with my back to Edward. It wasn't safe to tempt my eyes, best to keep myself less aware.

Emmett sat in-between Rose and I and immediately he imposed on her conversation with the boys. Rosalie and my brother were certainly alike, I could see that now.

I looked over to the lunch line only to notice that Angela and Jessica were already heading back. Angela sat on the free side of me and Jess sat beside her. "I'm sorry, that was rude. I didn't mean to walk away like that," I told my friends showing true guilt on my face. I didn't mean to make it seem like the world revolved around me.

Angela put her hand on top of my own, "I understand," she said, "I'm happy to see you worked everything out with your brother." She took her hand back to pick up a fry.

"What were you saying; about your weekend?" Jessica broke in.

"Well… you see, Ben came over," Angela began again and Jessica's mouth dropped open.

"No," she interrupted incredulous, "You never told me you like Ben," She hissed in a whisper. It was almost funny how quickly having a boy over turned into crushing on said boy.

Angela was red now, "It was too embarrassing, and I didn't think he liked me back." I smiled, "Anyway he came over to help on an assignment and… well one thing led to another."

If I had thought Jessica looked flabbergasted before it was nothing to what she looked like now. I wanted to tell her to breathe, to stop her assumptions but perversely it was too funny to watch her. Angela's eyes opened wider when she noticed Jess, "Not like that," she rushed.

Jessica's mouth snapped back. "Oh, good."

I laughed at the absurdity of Angela rushing into anything with a boy; she simply was not that kind of person. Of course rushing into things with a boy didn't always have to do with the type of girl someone was; I should know, except I guess I really hadn't rushed that far with anyone before…

"We kissed," Angela hurriedly whispered, "that's all." And her blush rushed down her neck. I could definitely sympathize. Her attention diverted away from us and Jessica noticed before I did. The two girls staring away with some determination finally made me shift my consciousness. Ben stood there looking uncomfortable and unsure by the door.

"Wave at him," Jessica's voice broke in and I almost raised my own hand to do as she instructed before I realized she was directing her comment to Angela. I could only assume that Angela had done what was instructed of her because Ben smiled and started over to us.

"Hello," he greeted upon arrival. I spun out of my seat in a show of offering it to him.

"I'm going to get something to eat; Ben you can sit here if you wish." He nodded at me appreciatively before I walked off.

I was grinning to myself as I grabbed a bagel off the food cart; pushing my tray on the metal beams toward the fruit section. With my left hand I grabbed a banana and was just about to set it on my plastic tray when warmth brushed my right arm. I looked over and up to find Edward's beryl coloured eyes. He winked at me and I could do nothing but beam at him.

My eyes trailed down from his eyes to linger on his lips. Instinctually I licked mine before coming to my senses and stepping away from him. We were in public after all. Actually we were in worse shape than just in public; we were in eye range of Rosalie and Emmett. Had I actually thought Edward was careful just a moment before? I was delusional then.

As I paid I recalled the image of his lips, he didn't know what I wanted to do to those lips at the moment, if he only knew…

I sat beside Tyler when I got back to the table, my old spot taken over by Ben, though I certainly didn't mind moving. Angela eyes were glazed over; she was so involved in her talk with Ben. I wondered if they considered themselves boyfriend and girlfriend. How long that would take if it hadn't already happened.

It was then that a potent jealousy clouded me. I wanted what she had. I wanted to be like this, to be so close, in true public without having to step back, to step away. I wanted to be able to raise my index finger and motion Edward to the empty seat beside me. I wanted to be able to laugh with him, touch him, all those romantic young love things HERE, right now.

I converged back to reality and took an unladylike bite of my bagel. After I swallowed I let myself have a peek at the Cullen table. Edward wasn't looking at me but Alice was, like Edward before, she winked at me. I hated myself for not feeling comfortable and safe enough to return it.

I shook my head to clear the injustice before turning back to my brother. I never got that far, Rosalie gave me such a strange putrid look that I stopped breathing for a moment. She raised her eyebrows at me but my brother's hand falling on her shoulder knocked her assuming glare away. I was suddenly so glad that Emmett was unobservant.

AN: I had to write about Angela and Ben again, I love them.

Answers to questions:
The feud will either be discussed in the epilogue or not at all (it depends if I ever figure it out).

Charlie wasn't mad in the last chapter he was 'huffing' because he was carrying a heavy load. I poorly explained that part and I apologize. My father used to fish A LOT probably more than Charlie ever could and I have many memories of him out of breath carrying the HUGEST tackle box EVER so I wanted to write a small bit about that…

This is all the information about James. This is a bit taken from chapter six for anyone who doesn't remember where he comes in:

"Just explain who James and Laurent are. You've made them sound fairly interesting."

"They're Cullens; cousins of the one going to your school. They graduated last year, James is a year older than his brother but he was held back, now they're going to, I think, Dartmouth or something else just as prestigious," he sneered. "I wonder how much money they used to bribe themselves in. Anyway while they were here they caused most of the fights. The two of them and James' girlfriend, Victoria, mostly James though. Since they left, life has been mostly drama free."

I let this settle into my thoughts. Maybe Edward didn't do anything wrong, maybe it was just James and Laurent.

Now for a question, do you think I should write a scene about Jake and Bella having a talk? Where she lets him down and either alludes to Edward or full on talks about him? I've been wondering if it would be best to let Jacob in on the secret now or wait till the end. Please tell me what you think because I'm really torn between which should occur. It's not a huge thing and if you don't have an opinion on this, I understand. ;)