Hello dear readers, not much to say here, just that this is a bit of a filler chapter, but the next should be more exciting. Thankyou for the reviews and keep them coming, what can I say, I'm a review whore, though I think that most fan fiction writers are.

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And give a listen to Linkin Parks new album, it's mentioned in this chapter and I get that the timing is wrong for the release and everything because it only came out a few weeks ago but whatever, it's an awesome album.

It was safe to say that I knew, without a doubt, that today would be shitty within the first ten minutes of getting up.

My phone ran out of battery so my alarm didn't go off so I got up twenty minutes late. I didn't flick the switch when I plugged my phone in to charge so I wasted another twenty minutes of possible charging time. I forgot to take underwear to the bathroom and only realized after I had had a shower. I kicked my foot on the step of the shower, slipped on a puddle of water and fell into the glass on the shower and I had a pimple.

This day was just fan-fucking-tastic.

And I knew that Bella wouldn't be in my room waiting for me, but I was still embarrassed going into my room with only a towel round my waist incase she was there.

She wasn't.

I spent more time internally moaning that she wasn't with me and didn't realize how much time I had wasted so I was later then before and didn't get time to eat, which sucked because I was really fucking hungry.

I didn't bother to argue with my mother about going to school; she was adamant that I get a good quality education and wouldn't budge on this and I knew that.

I sped to school, not wanting to be late. There was almost no one left in the parking lot because the bell was due to go at any second, and this was the first good sign for today. I didn't want to talk; I just wanted to get through today as quickly as possible.

Alas, that was not meant to be.

When I walked into home room people eyed me strangely and would lean over to their neighbors to talk quietly.

I shrugged, to tired to question them, I didn't really care anyway.

That was until Jessica Stanley made herself present in my day.

We were in English together and the teacher wasn't in the room yet. Seemingly on autopilot I went to the back on the classroom and put my stuff on my desk, taking my usual set and folding my arms on the table before resting my head on them. I didn't move until I heard the chair next to me moving. I looked up only to see the viper herself.

"What can I do for you Jessica?" I asked her. Her hazel eyes glowed and I knew that that was the wrong thing to say on my half.

"I'm sure that there's a lot that you could do for me." She giggled and I frowned. "But right now I really want to know what's up with the Cullen's." She looked at me readily, as if I was about to tell her all of my deepest darkest secrets, and the Cullen's too.

"What do you mean Jessica?"

"You, Bella and Alice were all away yesterday, and Alice and Bella aren't here today," That answered that question. I was unsure if Alice would be coming today. "and Lauren's mum works as a nurse at the hospital and she heard Dr. Cullen talking about how his daughter was injured and that he needed a shift off a few days ago. And she hasn't been to the hospital, but apparently she's sick enough not to go to school. So what happened to her?"

I had lived here for a few months now but I was still always surprised at how quickly gossip spread, and how the smallest thing could excite them all, even though Bella getting hurt was no small thing. At least this explained form class.

"What happened to Bella has nothing to do with you Jessica, or anybody else that isn't related to myself or Bella."

Jessica's face only fell for a fraction of a second before she perked right up. "Does she have any serious or permanent disfigurement?"

"What? No! What would that matter anyways?" I was beyond pissed that she was happy at the prospect of Bella being seriously hurt.

"Oh, I was just wondering." She looked thoughtful, turning her eyes so that she wasn't looking at me, but at the window. "When will she be back?"

"Dunno, tomorrow, Thursday? Whenever she feels well enough."

"Oh," She looked like she wanted to say something else, but at that time the teacher came into the room and called the class to attention. She looked disappointed but went back to her desk nonetheless. I looked over at her ten minutes into the lesson and saw that she was whispering with Kathy Hargreaves, when of her fellow pit vipers, and they were looking back at me every now and then. I groaned, knowing what they were more than likely talking about and let my head fall onto the table making a loud banging noise and not helping with the splitting headache that I had developed.

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It was lunch and I was sitting at the regular 'Cullen' table, by myself with my IPod blasting to Linkin Parks 'When They Come For Me' in my ears and my phone out, grateful that I had charged it this morning after I got from the shower. My macaroni and cheese was sitting innocently on the table, still half eaten with my half finished can of lemonade on the table. I hadn't touched them since my phone first beeped ten minutes ago.

Full hand movement back, score one for Bella Cullen. She had text me. I had dropped my fork on the table in my hurry to respond to her.

Can you life your arm? I had waited anxiously for her reply.

Almost all the way.

Can I come over tonight? I had assumed that she would want me there and I was almost positive that she would but I thought that I might as well ask as I was talking to her now, just to make sure.

I would drag you over if you hadn't planned on coming over.

I smiled widely, probably earning a few more curious whispers. I didn't care; they were all staring at me already.

I'll be there as soon as I can get there.

Don't speed. I thought that it was kind of funny that she didn't want me to speed even though her and the rest of the family always sped.

Granted, if I crashed I would probably die or have some sort of grievous injury, unlike her and her family, but that was beside the point.

I was pissed off when the Bell rang, though I know that I should be happy because that meant that I was that much closer to seeing Bella again.

Biology was dull, we watched some stupid video and I all but feel asleep in class. I wondered absently why Alice didn't come today but couldn't really blame her. If I had gone to high school as many time as she had, which I very much planned to have in the next fifty or so years, then I would take time off if the opportunity presented itself.

We could do whatever we wanted in gym so I changed into my gym clothes and made my way to the track field outside, taking advantage of the fact that it hadn't rained much today. Apparently I wasn't the only one with this idea. Slowly, the grounds filled up until almost the whole class was there though not a lot of us were doing any actual sport. They were all talking about plans for the summer, going on vacations or parties or plans to sleep for the next three weeks before they decided what they were going to spend the next few months doing.

It was then that it hit me. I mean, I knew that summer was coming up and that as a result I would have a huge block of uninterrupted time with my Bella, but I don't think that I really comprehended the fact that I would have absolutely nothing to do except for Bella.

Wait, that didn't sound right.

With this thought ( the thought of free time with Bella not the thought of doing Bella ) ( alright so maybe kinda the thought of doing Bella ) I felt a wide grin spread across my face as I went towards the track field.

I wanted to be able to take her on a date, difficult as that was considering that she didn't eat food. Think about it, almost every date involves food of some kind, but I would work on it. We were, as far as society was concerned, a young couple in love, and I didn't see why we shouldn't act like it. We almost never went on dates.

Maybe I could do something at the meadow with her or we could go to Seattle or Port Angels for the day.

Hmm, well, something to think about.

I swear that I was counting down the fucking second till the bell rang. I went and got changed earlier than I usually would have, before anybody else did too. I thought that Coach would have said something but he didn't, probably because on the few visits outside he had seen that I was one of the only ones that was doing actual work.

I was standing by the double doors of the gym waiting till the bell was going to go, and when it did I slipped, unnoticed, through the doors. I was the first one to the parking lot and the first car from the lot. Despite what Bella had said about speeding, I am not gunna lie, I did, but can you blame me? I missed her.

The pull in my chest and my head had been nagging at me all day. I was getting used to the feeling, as much as one can get used to a feeling like that, but I still preferred to be with her.

I was cursing how long their driveway was when I saw a flash from beside the car. Looking over, I saw Jasper and Alice running alongside the car through the forest, seemingly racing. The caught me staring, them all giggles and smiles, so I grinned and stepped my foot harder on the pedal. Obviously, they still beat me, but when they mentioned that I informed them quite politely that their vampirism was an unfair advantage and that they could get ready to get their asses thoroughly kicked after I got changed.

"Whatever you say kid, whatever you say." Jasper said patronizingly as he patted my head as he walked past. I knew that he was the fastest in the family and I hoped that I would be faster, even if it was only when I was a newborn, just so that I could see the look of shock in the smug bastards face.

Alice winked at me when she walked passed. I hoped that that was a good thing.

I waved at Esme and Emmett, who were talking quietly on the couches and I walked into the foyer and up the stairs. I assumed that Bella was still in her room.

And she was, standing next to the bad. She flashed to my side as soon as I was through the door and had her arms wrapped round my neck. She was chain free, bandage free, sling free and beautiful. I wrapped my arms around her slight from, happy that she could finally reciprocate again.

"I love you." I said, knowing that I could say the words a thousand times a day and that that still wouldn't be enough.

"I love you too." I nuzzled my face into her hair. Everything was alright again, she was with me, and I was whole.

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Bella and Alice were both back to school the next day. Again Jessica Stanley decided to talk to me in English, but this time to question me on Bella's sudden reappearance. Apparently, this didn't match up with some of the gossip that she had heard, which didn't make much sense to me because she was probably the one that spread most of the gossip and I had told her that Bella would be back today yesterday.

Whatever, petty school gossip wasn't my main concern.

No, my main concerns were things like possible birthday parties, vampire transformations and vampire family feuds.

Rosalie and Bella weren't talking, which wasn't a big surprise. Nor were Rosalie and I, shock shock. Bella and Emmett were fine though I was still a little edge. I was having a much easier time forgiving Emmett than I was Rosalie, but that was mostly because from what I had heard Emmett wasn't actually the one that had pulled the arm off and I understood that Emmett didn't actually want to hurt Bella, but the instincts to protect a mate were to high.

Esme was still a wreck, trying to get the two to talk to each other though that was clearly a lost cause, and Carlisle was much in the same state but was much better at hiding these emotions.

Alice was still her always happy go lucky self, but sometimes she would get really upset of pissed off for no apparent reason and I assumed that this had something to do with her inability to see what was going to happen.

On Friday afternoon Bella and I were sitting in the bleachers outside during gym. We hadn't bothered to get changed today and the Coach hadn't said anything. She was lying across the bleaches with her head in my lap and I was stroking her hair. Then, she brought up the dreaded subject again.

"There's only about a week left." She sang cheerily.

"Till what Bella?" I was playing dumb.

"Till your birthday of course!"

I took a deep breath. "You didn't plan anything did you?" I looked at her cautiously. I could see Jessica, Lauren and Mike sitting a few steps below us and to the left. Jessica looked up at us curiously, soon followed by Lauren and Mike. I wondered if they had heard us.

She answered my question with a question.

"Why are you so against us doing anything to celebrate?"

"I just don't want a big fuss made over my birthday."

"What's your birthday Edward?" Jessica called. Bella and I looked at the trio to see Jessica and Lauren grinning at us.

I was more than ready to tell them off for listening to our private conversation but Bella answered before I said anything.

"On the twentieth, and apparently I am not allowed to do anything to celebrate." Bella rolled her eyes.

"Oh why not!" Jessica looked delighted to have the chance to have a civil conversation with one of the Cullen's. "I mean you only turn eighteen once!"

"Yer Edward, you'll never really turn 18 again." She gave me a meaningful look and I understood immediately. I would pretend to turn 18 many more times, as she no doubt had done.

"Yes but I will have many, many more birthdays to look forward to." I rose an eyebrow at her.

"That's not the same." She muttered.

"Personally I think that we should save the celebrations for my one hundredth." I grinned at her. The others laughed good naturedly.

"We all must celebrate on our one hundredth birthdays." Bella grinned at me. I wondered what exactly she did on her one hundredth.

The bell rang then and I heard cheering from all over the school. Jessica and Lauren jumped up and started doing some strange kind of swing dance where they grabbed onto each others arms and wrists. Even I had to laugh at that.

Bella sat up and then stood up, as did I, and I offered her my hand. "M'lady." I grinned at her. She giggled and took my hand.

"What a fine gentlemen." I wrapped my arms round her waist and swayed with her before planting a kiss on her lips.

"I love you."

"I love you too." I would never tire of those words.

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I've gotta say, I slept wayyy to much the first day of the holidays. I got up at two pm much to Bella's amusement. She was staying the night with me, as per usual, but she wasn't avoiding her house as much as I thought that she would after the fight. This was a good thing if you ask me. The tension between Rosalie and Bella was still crazy but Esme would have gone crazy if Bella had avoided the mansion.

So, whenever we went to the Cullen house I got a little bit tense because that kind of atmosphere was just floating round the house. And that was weird because usually this was such a happy and peaceful place. And to be quite honest, I missed the happy atmosphere that I was used to.

And I was worried that things weren't going to go back to normal, and despite what everyone said this was my fault.

Because I was so worried and guilty I was having a hard time sleeping, add to that that I was sure that Bella was planning something for my birthday, and that she was becoming more and more…. adventurous when concerning our physical relationship. Now I was all for that, but kissing her every night and feeling her cold little body pressed up against my warm one, all of the edges and lines touching so that there was no room left between us, being able to feel her perfect round breasts pressed up against my chest while she tugged on my hair and moaned into my mouth was all too much for me.

I used to have such good control. Control over myself, my emotions and my body. Sure, I was a teenage guy and I still had to 'take care' of myself at least every second day, but that was before I met Bella. She had me jerking off at least once a day, usually twice. And it still wasn't enough. And so now that we had progressed even further, and we were acting like this right before I went to bed, I didn't have to time to indulge myself with another round of admitted self abuse before I went to sleep. And I know that she knows about my constant issue whenever we do shit like that because she can feel it. And it gives me a little bit too much pride to know that she enjoys it.

I didn't want her to stop by any means. But have you ever slept with a dick so fucking hard that a chainsaw couldn't cut through?

Yer well I have and I have got some advice for you.

Do not fucking try.

That shit hurts like a bitch and is still there in the morning.

I hoped that my hard on went away during the night for Bella's sake if not my own but I wasn't to sure.

Alls that I knew was that I had the worst case of blue balls since the week in nineteen forty when Rosalie refused to sleep with Emmett. Probably worse.

It was worth it though, and my morning showers took surprisingly less time now, because it took me all of a minute to cum.

Too bad that I no longer bad anywhere that I need to be in the morning right.

It was the Saturday before my birthday, which was on the following Monday, and we were sitting in the Cullen's living room. I knew that Rosalie and Emmett were hunting, that Carlisle was working and that Jasper was in the library studying another book on the civil war (though I saw no real point because I knew that for the next week he would bitch about everything that was wrong with the book) and comparing his latest read to others. I had no idea where Alice and Esme were though, and the thought hadn't really crossed my mind. I was happily induced in my Bella bubble and was quite happy to spend the rest of my lazy Saturday sitting in the Cullen's backyard with her. The weather was surprisingly draw and there was no rain, apparently there would be sun tomorrow.

So the whole Alice Esme thing hadn't really crossed my mind until Alice jumped from the second story window over our heads and landed in front of us.

"Red or blue?" She asked us.

"For what?" Bella said. Maybe Alice jumping from windows and asking people their preferences on different colours was a common occurrence in the Cullen household.

"Do I need to answer that Bella?" She rose one eyebrow.

"Erm no."

Alice sighed. "Edward, red or blue?"

"Blue," I said, thinking about what Bella looked like when she was wearing the colour blue. "definitely blue."

"Good, blue is good." She walked away, jumping back up to the window, but not before I heard her muttering something about 'should have been done days ago'.

"What's with the colours?" I asked Bella.

"Alice is Alice, do you expect me to understand everything that she does?"

It hadn't escaped my notice that her answer didn't specifically relate to this particular event of Alice-strangeness. I didn't think that that was a big deal, I would come to regret that soon.