Oh, yeah! A BPOV to patch things up...

DAMN! I NEVER THOUGHT I'D REACH 53 CHAPTERS! NEW RECORD, I MUST SAY. *nods at self* I believe there will only be a few more chapters, but ya'll know that i'll always stuff the chapters for you guys :3 Hmm... let's see. A lemon-induced chapter? Maybe. Tutorward chapter? Yep. Music task execution? Of course. THE date? Fuck yes. There... wait for 'em. :3

INTRODUCING... the REAL EJ :)


BPOV

Glad that was over. The whole interrogation-fuckery, that is. Right now we're all currently just hanging out and eating junk. I'm talking about food, okay?

"Yeah, and then Em stood up and just farted while Mike was talking. Worst part is that his butt was in front of his mouth." EJ shares. Yep, he's EJ to me now. Short for premature EJaculation. Emmie told us about Edward experiencing this one time when we were kids. You see, Forks is so small that almost all the kids our age that time gathers in one venue and have a play-meet or something. That time we were at First Beach. Apparently, he got bitten by the crush bug after he saw me in a swim suit. Ugh, boys! Nuff said.

Back to the present. Jacob is guffawing like a mad queen, Alice is shrieking in glee, and Rose's got this proud look at Emmett. It maybe because she's always been so fucking pissed at Mike, especially, that he had half-stalked her into asking her out. I shudder at the memory.

"What's wrong?" EJ asks, still laughing a bit.

"Nothing, just remembered something." I reply, shaking my head.

"Oh, yeah. How's your Music assignment going?" Rose remembers.

"Or was that just a hoax?" Em suggests, as if he knows about it.

I arch my brow at him. "Like you know anything about it." I shoot back.

He nods. "Yeah, I do. Jasper told me about it."

"Huh." Well, I can't say anything about that. "Um... we've been... um, practicing." I muttered, looking at Edward for support. Yeah, we definitely did not practice.

Hey! I know that look on his face. Flirtward! "Yeah. We, um, practiced really good." He confirms, staring intently at me and smirking.

"Oooh! Let's hear it." Em decides, rubbing his hands back and forth.

Good thing they didn't see under the facade. Or else, WORLD WAR 4 will happen.


PHEW! THE STORMS OVER... OR NOT.. *SLY LOOKS* I can't believe I didn't think of hitting that reply button... but now I'm replying to you guys.. so... ya know ;) ANYWAYS, SAY HI TO EJ (haha..) and leave some lovin'.