A super long update since you were without our dysfunctional duo for a few days.

46.

Venus

It was irrational I tensed up because a boy touched my leg, and I'm not entirely sure he did it on purpose. Nonetheless, Edward was in class - and he sat next to me.

I was beyond relieved. Breathe in breathe out…

Edward tried to get my attention a few times, but I really wanted to focus on the class lecture. Okay, that was a lie. I didn't care one iota about the approaches to sexuality, but I needed to focus on something other than Edward…beside me…being cute.

After several attempts at eye contact, though, he gave up and moved to a more rudimentary form of catching my attention…

He slid his notebook into my line of vision:

Hey : ) [Edward]

Okay, so he wasn't willing to take my fictitious focus seriously.

Hello. [Bella]

I kept telling myself to just keep it simple, not overthink the process. REMAIN CALM!

How was the rest of your weekend? [Edward]

Good. [Bella]

Is everything ok? [Edward]

Yes. [Bella]

…

Shoot! He could see right through my thinly veiled veneer of cool. I was going to have to give him something I supposed.

You were late. [Bella]

I paused my pen waiting to see if he would throw a reaction my way. When he didn't, I had to continue.

I thought you were skipping class. [Bella]

He smiled at me then, and it could have lit up a thousand dark rooms.

Skipping would mean I didn't get to see you. [Edward]

Really? [Bella]

Giggling was typically reserved for school girls, but I was willing to make an exception just this once.

Why would you think I didn't want to see you? [Edward]

This could have gone horribly wrong if I wrote the wrong thing, so I thought it best to put him off until we could have and actual conversation.

Can we talk? Like AFTER class? [Bella]

Of course, but we're ok, right? [Edward]

Instant relief.

Yes. =P [Bella]

Mars

She was nervous…

That I wouldn't want to see her. How could such a smart girl be so stupid?

I'd obviously not been clear when we left each other over the weekend. We talked for like two hours over breakfast. I told her stuff about my family, personal things about me. I didn't tell just anybody about my business. Surely she understood that, right?

It didn't matter though, because I'd made her question whether I wanted to see her again. Jesus, she thought I was willing to skip class to avoid her. I must have sent some mixed signals.

I had to fix this. I had to make her understand that I wanted to see her every day. Not just in class, and not just during tutoring. I wanted to be with her all the time—

Touching…

In every way…

A/N:

Sorry for delay folks. I know, I left you Perv free for a few days… My Godchildren came to stay with me for a few days before school started back up. The first night they were here, I posted—not knowing that children have a sixth sense about things happening they shouldn't see. "Hey Aunt [just] Robin—whatchya doin? Can I see what you're looking at?"

Needless to say, I was petrified of the 9 year-old see a penis GIF, so I kept the damn thing off.