By Friday morning, I was damn near giddy. I told Edward, and everyone else, but mostly Edward, that we could with them if they would come by the house to meet Carlisle and Esme. I was afraid at the time that they would think it was silly or dorky that our parents wanted to meet them before we headed to Port Angeles but they all just shrugged their shoulders and agreed. Edward actually smiled a huge, breathtakingly gorgeous smile. I hoped that it was because he wanted me to come and not just as a friend. Wishful thinking, maybe?

"Bella, let's go," yelled Emmett.

"I'm coming," I yelled back, shoving my music book into my backpack. "Keep your panties on!"

I took one more look at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a pair of tight ass jeans that would probably cut all circulation to the lower part of my body and a black, long-sleeve Bon Jovi T-shirt that I gotten when Carlisle took me to their concert for my non-birthday last year. Since we didn't know exactly when I was born, we always celebrated my birthday on the day that I came to live with them, the tenth of December. It was better than nothing, I guess.

"BELLA!" bellowed Jasper.

"I'M COMING!" I screamed.

I turned and grabbed my backpack and ran out of my room. I rushed down the stairs, bidding my parents a rushed goodbye, and followed my brothers out to the jeep. They both muttered under their breath about me taking forever but I ignored them. It was much harder for girls to get ready than for boys. I mean, all boys do is run their fingers through their hair, slap on some deodorant, and pick the cleanest shirt in their laundry basket. Girls had to do so much more.

Emmett pulled the jeep into the parking lot a few minutes later. The three of us climbed out of the jeep and rushed into the school. Jasper took off running to his class while Emmett and I ran to ours. So maybe I took way too much time getting ready this morning. We rushed into our classroom right as the bell rang. Edward looked over at me and smiled. Totally worth being late.

I smiled back at I went over and took my seat next to him. Mr. Owens gave me and Emmett a stern look as he started his class. I wanted to be sorry but seeing as Edward was still smiling at me, I just wasn't. Class felt like it took forever and when the bell finally rang, I sighed in relief.

"You cut it pretty close this morning," said Edward, walking out into the hall with me. "I was afraid you were sick or something and then you couldn't come tonight."

"She's just slow," smirked Emmett, walking past us. I reached out and popped him on the back of the head. "Bella, I'm telling mom if you don't stop hitting me."

"Big baby," I muttered. He huffed and stormed down the hall. Edward and Alice were laughing silently. "It's not funny. If he tells my mom, she won't let any of us go."

"Jasper, too?" asked Alice. She threw her hands up to her mouth, like she couldn't believe what she just asked. "I mean….shit."

Alice scurried away, mumbling under breath about not thinking before she said things. Edward was covering his mouth with his hand as he tried not to outright laugh at her. I shook my head and started walking with him down the hall. Edward and I walked into our classroom. Alice was sitting at her desk, with her arms folded across her chest like she was trying to keep her words inside of her.

"It's ok, Alice," I said, taking my seat and looking back at her.

"No, it's not," she sighed. She leaned forward so that she was really close to me. "Look, I know you are his sister and this has to be weird, but…well, I like him and I think he likes me but you know how it is with boys. Sometimes they are so stupid that you can't really tell what they are thinking-"

"We are not," scoffed Edward. Alice and I looked over at him.

"Yes, you are," we said. I looked back at Alice.

"Tell him," I said. "A little birdie told me that he likes you, too."

"Really?" she squealed and clapped her hands. I laughed as I nodded my head. Alice launched herself at me, throwing her arms around me. "THANK YOU, BELLA!"

"Alice," said Mr. Varner. Alice pulled away from me and looked over at him. "Hands."

"Oh, sorry," she giggled.

Mr. Varner shook his head as he laughed. He started his lesson so I turned and faced the front. I could feel Alice vibrating with excitement behind me. I looked over at Edward, who was laughing silently. She was such a wee little pixie but so full of energy. I hope Jasper knew what he was getting himself into with this one.

The bell rang, ending class and I headed down to my Spanish class. We were having a test today. It took me about half the class to finish it and then I spent the rest of class talking to Kate about the movie we were going to go watch tonight; some kind of new vampire love story. Who ever heard of such crap?

History went by in a flash, mostly because we were watching a documentary over the American Revolution. I tried to pass notes with Jasper but he was too busy paying attention. I love my brother but he could be such a nerd sometimes. At least when it came to history, anyway. Mr. Taylor let us leave a little early so Jasper and I were the first ones to get to our table.

We had only been sitting there for a few minutes when the doors to the cafeteria were thrown open. I looked back to see Alice marching over to us with a look of pure determination etched on her face. I looked back at Jasper, who looked both scared and turned on. Alice stopped in front of him, placed her hands on her hips, and started speaking.

"Jasper Cullen, I like you and I think you like me. If you don't, then fine but I think you do. Now, I want us to go out and be a couple cause I think we would be really cute together. What do you think?" asked Alice, all in one breath. Jasper just sat there, staring at her, so I kicked him.

"Ow," he muttered, looking over at me.

I motioned to Alice. Jasper looked over at her and stood up. He took a deep breath before he pulled her into his arms, causing her to gasp, and crushed his lips down onto hers. My mouth dropped open and I am pretty sure my eyes were the size of golf balls. I figured he would just say yes and hold her hand.

"What the fuck?" asked Emmett. He, Rose, Garrett, Kate, Ben, Angela, and Edward were standing behind Alice and Jasper, watching them make-out. I reached over popped Jasper on the back of the head.

"Fuck off, Bella," snapped Jasper, looking back at me. He turned and saw everyone watching him. "Oh, shit."

"Yeah," I laughed. He glared at me and I put my hand over my mouth to stop laughing but I couldn't.

"Jasper and Alice, sitting in a tree," sang Emmett, sitting down. Rose reached over and hit him in the back of the head. "Rose!"

"Don't make fun of them," she said. "It's sweet."

"Sweet," scoffed Emmett, turning to her. "So you think it would be sweet if I just kissed you?"

"No, but I am not Alice," said Rose, smirking.

"Hey, that sounded like an insult," whined Alice. She and Jasper had finally sat down and joined the rest of us. Edward, of course, was sitting next to me. I was both thrilled and nervous as hell.

"I didn't mean it as one, Alice," smiled Rose. "I just meant that you are all into the romance of the moment while I would prefer if a guy just pinned me against the wall and took me."

"Fuck," muttered Emmett, staring at her. Rose winked at him before turning back to the rest of us. Her eyes landed on Edward.

"Bella, how about you?" she asked, looking from Edward to me. "Romance or being ravaged."

"Neither," growled Emmett and Jasper. I rolled my eyes.

"I don't know," I said, shrugging my shoulders. "A little of both. Maybe being romanced but just as he was going to kiss me, he kissed me hard, making me his the moment his lips touched down on mine."

I blushed as I brought my hand up to my lips, lightly tracing them as I lost myself in my fantasy. Of course, the boy was Edward. We were standing someplace private. Maybe one of the beaches back in LA or a nice little meadow somewhere that nobody could bother us. We would be standing there, completely lost in each other. Of course, I would be blushing. Edward would grip my hips firmly in his hands, pulling my body flush with his. He lowered his lips, letting them part at the last second and-

"Bella, snap out of it," said Jasper, snapping his fingers in front of my face. I shook my head and looked around. The bell must have rung because everyone was leaving.

"Sorry," I mumbled, standing up.

I followed Edward and Garrett down to our biology class. We took our seats in the back and I ran my finger over the cover of my music book, playing with the edges. I couldn't believe I had spaced out like that. I mean, what if I had said any of that shit aloud. I would have died of embarrassment right then and there, I was sure of that.

"When are you going to let me see your music book?" asked Edward, breaking me out of my internal ramblings.

"Never," I said, pulling it up to my chest. "I told you it's private."

"Don't you trust me?" he asked, feigning hurt.

"Should I?" I asked, smirking at him. "I've known you like five days."

"True but you can trust me, Bella," he said, seriously.

I wanted to trust him, and I did with just about anything, but my music was my life source, my therapist, my shoulder to cry on. Whenever I found myself dwelling in the mystery that was me, I poured it out into this book. Was I ready for him to know everything?

"Sorry," I whispered, clutching the book closer to me. "There is so much in here that I'm not ready for you to know yet."

"Ok, I can wait," he said, smiling.

As Mr. Banner started his lesson, I took a deep breath and placed my book down on the table. My hands were shaking and I was feeling very jittery. Once the bell rang, I grabbed my stuff and headed out into the hall, taking a deep breath.

"I didn't mean to upset you," said Edward, falling into step with me.

"You didn't," I muttered, looking up at him. "There's just things, Edward…" I trailed off as I shook my head. "You're an only child, right?"

"Yeah," he sighed. "I begged my parents for a brother or sister but they said I was enough for them."

"That's really…gross," I said.

"Tell me about it," snorted Edward, leaning against the wall outside of the girls locker room. He reached up and pushed a strand of hair behind my ear, bring my blush out of course. "Beautiful," he whispered. He shook his head and cleared this throat. "I had better get ready for gym."

"Yeah, me too," I smiled. Edward turned and hightailed it to the boys' locker room. I smiled as I turned and headed into the girls. Edward had called me beautiful.

Gym was spent running laps around the court. Edward ran next to me, even though we both knew that he could run faster than me if he wanted to. It was still sweet through. Charlie let us out a few minutes early and I followed Rose and Kate into the locker room. I was covered in sweat from running and felt nasty. I rinsed off quickly and got dressed. I stood next to them while we replied make-up, deodorant and perfume.

Once we had deemed ourselves ready, we headed out of the locker rooms. Edward, Garrett, and Emmett were waiting for us. Edward took my backpack for me as we headed out into the parking lot. Emmett noticed but he didn't say anything about it, thank goodness. I would have hated to have to beat him down in front of Rose. Especially when it was so obvious that he had a thing for her.

"Ok, so we'll follow you over to your house," said Edward, placing my backpack in to the backseat of the jeep.

"Sounds good," I said, smiling.

Once we had all loaded up into our cars, we headed to the house. Garrett and Kate were in his car, a Toyota Camry. Alice and Rose were in Rose's red BMW and Edward was in his silver Volvo. They pulled up behind us and we all climbed out.

Emmett, Jasper, and I shared a look as we led everyone into the house. It's not that we were embarrassed by our parents, but they by definition were parents and that meant that they didn't always think before they spoke. I sighed inwardly and pushed open the front door. Carlisle and Esme were standing by the couches. Carlisle had his arm draped around her waist. It was gross.

"Come in, everyone," cheered Esme. I rolled my eyes as everyone shuffled into the room. "How was school?"

"Fine," we all muttered.

"Ok, Mom, Dad, this is Garrett Swan, Rosalie Hale, Alice Brandon, Kate Denali, and Edward Masen," I said, quickly, knowing that they would insist on having last names as well as first. "Ok, we are going now."

"No, wait just a minute," said Esme, calling us all back. I groaned as I looked back at my mother. "Everyone have a seat please."

"Mom," I muttered, glaring at her.

"Bella," she said, firmly.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest as I went over and plopped down on the sofa. I knew she was going to embarrass us. I could hear Emmett and Jasper muttering under their breath as they, and everyone else moved over to the couches. Garrett was fixing to sit down when he looked up at the bookshelves that sat on either side of the television.

He gasped as he stepped over and pulled a picture of me, Emmett, and Jasper off the shelf. It was taken about a week after I came to live with them. Carlisle and Esme had taken us to the park and the three of us were on a seesaw. I was sitting in the front with Jasper behind me and Emmett behind him. It was Esme's favorite picture of us. Garrett looked over at me with wide eyes. All the color had drained in his face.

"Is this you, Bella?" he asked, gesturing to where I sat in the picture.

"Yeah," I said. Garrett threw his hand up to his mouth as he shook his head.

"It's not possible," he muttered, looking back at me. Without saying anything else, Garrett took off running from the house with our picture still in his hand.

"Hey, bring my picture back," yelled Esme. Kate stood up and followed him to the door.

"Sorry," she muttered, before leaving.

"Well, that was rude," muttered Esme. "He stole my picture."

"We'll make sure he brings it back," said Edward, looking back at the door and standing up.

"Well, we should go now," I said, standing up.

"You are in an awfully big hurry, Bella," smirked Carlisle, standing up.

"Just really want to see this movie," I muttered, blushing as everyone stood up with us.

"Yeah, ok," he snorted. He turned and looked right at Edward. "No drinking or funny business."

"Daddy," I hissed. "Stop it."

"I'm not doing anything," he insisted. However, I could see the amusement in his eyes as he looked from me to Edward. "Nothing at all."

"Ugh," I groaned, storming out of the house. I heard Emmett and Jasper laughing with my father. They all could be such jerks sometimes. Edward followed me out, shaking his head.

"Want to ride with me?" He asked. I smiled as I looked over at him.

"Sure."

I followed Edward over to his car as Emmett, Rose, Alice, and Jasper came out of the house. Carlisle and Esme followed them out. I glared at my father before climbing into Edward's car, blushing as he opened the door for me. Carlisle's amused expression fell from his face when he realized that I was going to be alone with Edward. Take that, Daddy.

As Edward climbed in behind the wheel of his car, I noticed that Emmett had handed the keys to the jeep over to Jasper and was climbing into Rose's care while Alice was climbing into the jeep. I looked over at Edward and smiled as he started his car and followed the others through town.

"So tell me, Bella Cullen," smiled Edward. "What's your favorite type of music?"

"Classic rock from the eighties," I said, immediately. He cocked an eyebrow at me.

"Seriously?" he asked.

"Yep," I said.

"Why?" he asked.

"Besides the fact that they all totally rock," I said, smiling. "My dad introduced me to them when I was around seven. He had a huge collection of music and I had had a particularly bad day at school."

I paused as I thought back to that day. I was in the second grade and we had been working on our family trees. I remember coming home and going straight to my room, crying for hours because I didn't know mine. Carlisle came home and scoped me up in his arms and held me until I stopped crying.

"Bella, you ok?" asked Edward. I shook my head and looked at him.

"I'm fine," I said, looking away. "Anyway, my dad and I sat on the floor of his bedroom and spent the rest of the day listening to music."

"Are you sure you are ok?" he asked.

"I'm fine," I murmured. I cleared my throat and looked back at him. "What kind of music do you like?"

"Generally, just about anything," he smiled. "But as uncool as this sounds, I love classical."

"Why is that uncool?" I asked. "Classical music is the basis for nearly all other types of music. You could say it's the heart."

"I guess it's just that most kids our age, don't know who Beethoven is or Mozart, Debussy, or-"

"I get it," I laughed. "Do you write classical music then?"

"Mostly," he said, shrugging his shoulders as he parked his car next to the jeep. He cut the engine and looked over at me. "I mostly write what I feel, though."

"I get that," I murmured. "My music is like my best friend, you know."

"I do," he smiled.

Edward climbed out of the car and came running over to my side before I could even get my seatbelt off. He opened the door for me and offered me his hand. I blushed scarlet as I placed my hand in his. He helped me out of the car and shut the door behind me but kept my hand in his as we made our way inside.

Emmett, Rose, Jasper, and Alice were waiting for us inside. All four of them looked down at our joined hands. I expected my brothers to say something snarky about it but they surprised me and didn't utter a word, even if they did raise an eyebrow. Of course, that could have had something to do with the fact that Alice was nearly attached to Jasper's side and Emmett had his arm wrapped so tightly around Rose that it was a wonder that she hadn't kneed him in the groin yet.

Edward insisted on buying my ticket so I in return bought us some popcorn. We followed the others into the theater and settled in a row about halfway up. Emmett went in first followed by Rose, Alice, Jasper, me, and then Edward. I set the bag of popcorn between me and Edward as the movie started. He angled his body toward me and placed his left arm on the back of my seat. I could feel my heart racing as I looked up at him and blushed. He smiled and grabbed some popcorn, tossing it into his mouth. It suddenly got very hot.

As the lights dimmed even more and the screen flickered with coming attractions, I could feel Edward's eyes on me but I couldn't look at him. I was already so close to him. Looking at him might send me into shock or make me do something crazy like straddle his lap and have my wicked way with him. My face blushed at the mere thought of being with Edward, in any way.

"Have I told you that your blush is beautiful?" he whispered, leaning down to my ear so he wouldn't bother the others. I stifled my moan as I turned and looked at him.

"No," I whispered, back. Edward smiled and brought his hand up to my red face.

"It is," he murmured. His tongue snaked out of his mouth, licking his lips as he looked down at mine. "Bella…"

"Shhh," hissed Rose, tossing a handful of milk duds at us. "The movie is starting."

"Sorry, Rose," muttered Edward, leaning back.

I wanted to kill her in that moment. It seemed liked Edward was going to kiss me and she had to ruin it for me. I glared at her but she was turned toward the screen. However, I did notice that she had her hand laying on Emmett's thigh, drawing lazy circles with her fingertips. It was gross. I turned to the screen as the movie started with a young girl talking about dying for those you love, blah, blah, blah.

The movie continued to play but I wasn't paying attention to it. I was too focused on Edward and the fact that his hand had moved from the back of my seat to my shoulder. I was trying to keep myself from hyperventilating or squealing with excitement or throwing up as the butterflies danced around inside of my stomach. Every time I snuck a peek up at him, he was looking at me rather than at the movie.

By the end of the movie, I was barely hanging on. Every time the screen flickered, Edward's face lit up. His green eyes were smoldering and I could feel them penetrating through me. The first of the credits started to rise so I stood up and rushed out of the theater, gasping for air.

"Are you ok?" asked Edward, grabbing my arm as I ran outside. He spun me around.

"Sorry, it was…hot in there," I murmured. Edward's eyes flickered to my lips before meeting my eyes again.

"Bella," he whispered, licking his lips and stepping closer to me.

"What?" I asked, breathlessly.

Edward didn't say anything as he slid his hand down my arm, weaving his fingers in with mine. His other hand had made it's way to my hip. He pulled my body up against his and I moaned. Edward's hand snaked around my back as he leaned toward me, inching closer to my lips. He murmured my name just before his lips came down onto mine.

I couldn't have stopped myself if I tried but my free arm swung around the back if his head, blending my fingers into his hair. Our kiss started off soft and gentle but quickly turned needy and frantic. Edward swiped at my bottom lip with his tongue, begging me silently to let him in. I parted my lips eagerly. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I moaned again.

"Hey, get the fuck off my sister!" bellowed Emmett, pulled Edward away from me.

"EMMETT!" I screamed, pushing him away.

"Bella, get in the jeep," he hissed.

"No," I yelled, stomping my foot onto the ground.

"Isabella," growled Jasper, yanking on my arm. I turned and glared at him.

"No, Jasper," I snapped, tearing my arm out of his. "Just leave me alone!"

I grabbed Edward's hand and started running down the street with him. My brothers yelled at us to stop but I ignored them. Anger and rage pulsed through my veins. They had single handedly ruined the best moment of my entire life. After a few blocks, Edward pulled me to a stop and wrapped his arms around me.

"I am so sorry, Edward," I whispered, feeling my traitorous tears springing up in my eyes.

"I'm not sorry," he murmured. I looked up at him. "I've wanted to kiss you since Monday."

"What took you so long?" I asked, smiling at him.

"I wasn't sure you wanted me to," he smiled, bringing his hand up to my cheek.

"I did," I whispered, blushing again.

"God, that blush is going to kill me," he groaned. I ducked my head into his chest, smiling. "We should get back before they call you dad and he kills me."

"He won't kill you, Edward," I laughed, pulling him back down the street towards my brothers. "He's all talk."

"Yeah, right," scoffed Edward.

I laughed as Edward and I headed back up the street. Edward kept his hand in mine and I couldn't help but smile. Emmett and Jasper both glared at me but I ignored them as Edward and I headed over to his car. Rose and Alice both pulled on their arms and they turned back to them. Alice and Jasper climbed into the jeep while Emmett and Rose climbed back into Rose's car.

During our trip back to Forks, Edward kept his hand in mine. We talked more about music. I told Edward about playing the guitar and he told me more about his parents, Edward Sr. and Elizabeth. Even though he acted like they were annoying, I could tell that he was close to them. I thought it was sweet. He pulled his car up in front of my house and walked me to the front door. I blushed again as I looked up at him.

"I had a really good time," I said, softly.

"Me too," he smiled. "Maybe we could go out again sometime. You know, just us."

"I'd like that," I said, returning his smile.

Edward leaned down and pressed his lips down into mine. I brought my hands up between us, fisting his t-shirt into my hands. I was fixing to deepen the kiss when the porch light started flickering on and off. Edward chuckled as he pulled back. I groaned.

"Goodnight, Bella Cullen," he said, smiling.

"Goodnight, Edward Masen," I smiled.

I turned and pushed open the door to the house. As I looked back, I saw Edward running to his car. He looked at me before climbed in. I blushed as I walked into the house and shut the door behind me. I leaned against the door and sighed, ignoring the snickers coming from Carlisle and Esme.

"Did you have a good time?" asked Esme, barely containing her laughter.

"Yeah," I sighed, dreamily. "I'm going to bed."

"Ok, night, sweetheart," she laughed. "Sweet dreams."

I smiled bigger as I ran up the stairs to my room. I shut the door behind me and changed into my pajamas. I climbed into my bed and grabbed my iPod. Rolling onto my side, I smiled as I thought about how Edward kissed me, not once but twice. Best day ever.