This is like chapter eleven I think. I'm not sure cuz this isn't My fic. I'm just going to

finish for them cuz IT"S DRIVIN ME BONKERS! And plus I have a really good idea

for the ending too. But other than that it's the same fic, and I'll try to keep it updated. I

end up being long winded so don't get discouraged on me. PWEEEESSE?

DUNDUNDUN! Here it is . . .

CHAPTER ELEVEN

!Kim's POV!

Iris came into view at the iron gate. She was so happy she bounced with each peppy step.

A smile, that could make you spend a million bucks on a tooth pick, plastered to her full

lips. Her black pants and tank fit her so well and met every curve on her body to

perfection. Her hair swinging with her fluent movement. She had a grace Kim couldn't

explain. She had a way she carried herself that said, "I am myself and no one else, so get

over it."

"Iris is always so pretty," grumbles inwardly, "why would Edward want to be with her

when he could just as easily be with ME! O ya, Kim, lets think you ALMOST GOT HIM

KILLED BY A MOB OF ANGRY TOWNPEOPLE!" Kim put a hand to her forehead, "ya

like that's going to calm my nerves." She rolled her green eyes.

Kim figured she ought to get out of the car and lead Iris to the door, seeing as how she

had no eyes to see the door, or the car, or. . . . . anything for that matter. Kim averted her

eyes in an admission to her guilt. An admission that Iris would never see.

Kim felt horrible for thinking such things about such a wonderful friend. How could she

hurt the only friend she had because she was jealous? She felt so dumb.

Kim climbed out of the car and walked over to Iris.

"Hey! What's goin on?" Kim smiled at her friend, because that's what she was to her, her

friend, not her enemy.

"Ahh, nuttin' " Iris said happily, grinning even wider. Kim got the drift that something

was going on that she didn't know about.

"What's going on?" Kim asked mocking suspicion.

"Nothin'," Iris said, " I'll tell you later, it's a secret."

"Awe come on? PLEASE?" Kim begged.

"NOPE! You'll just have to wait," Iris said as Kim's arm slipped thru hers to lead her to

the car. Iris seemed like she was floating. Whatever it was, it had her on cloud nine. It

almost didn't seem fair that Iris should be so happy and Kim so miserable with guilt. O

well, she'd get over it eventually.

"So," Iris said thoughtfully, "where are we going?" Her full lips bursting with happiness.

"I thought we'd go shopping and get you some clothes with some colour," Kim said

happily. She looked over at Iris to get her opinion. She was disappointed at what she

saw. Iris' face became very red and she was sure that if Iris had tear ducts that she would

be bursting like Niagara Falls.

"What's wrong?" she asked urgently.

"I can't go shopping for anything," Iris cried, " I don't have a job or any money at all!"

She cried helplessly. Kim smiled and put a reassuring hand on her friends shoulder.

"I already knew that Iris," Kim said playfully, trying to brighten the mood. "That's why

I'll be buying it for you." Iris looked horrified.

"NO! That would be absolutely out of the question! I can't let you buy me clothes. Are

you crazy. I feel like a bum," Iris bawled.

"It's not that big of a deal Iris, my mom wanted me to help you pick out some new

clothes so that you could come to the fair with us, next Saturday," she said soothingly.

"You didn't tell me about any fair," Iris sniffled, in spite of the fact that no tears were

pouring down her face.

"I still feel like a bum Kim," Iris whimpered.

"Don't be like that, it's because you're such a good friend and I want you to have fun and

not get poked and prodded at at the fair. So. . ." Kim thought, "do you want to go and

get a new outfit or do you want people to be mean to you?" Iris hunched her shoulders.

"I'm sorry for being such a problem," Iris gasped in between gasps. "I never meant to be

any trouble to you or your family. I'm gonna stay at the mansion with Edward Saturday.

I don't want to get in the way or anything. Besides, I don't really care about clothes,

anyway. Thank you anyway tho."

"Iris, please come with us, when we come back I'm going to invite Edward too," Kim

pleaded. "Please Iris," Kim thought, "you're my best friend. And besides, We Missed

Christmas! I have to get you something for Christmas don't I?" Kim asked.

"I can't get you anything for Christmas tho," Iris mumbled.

"You gave me something that I haven't had in a long tyme, Iris," Kim paused, looking

away from the forlorn Iris into her own thoughts, "you gave me a reunion with a man that

I thought was dead." Kim turned toward Iris only to see that Iris was looking at her with

a strange expression. "What?" Kim asked, as if she were being inspected.

"Something in you voice, it sounds. . . sad," Iris said. Kim felt a sharp pang in her gut,

nausea gripped her stomach. Had she given too much away? Did Iris know that she still

loved Edward? No that was stupid how could she know just by the sound of her voice?

"He's my friend," Kim filled in the blank spots she'd left with answers she knew would

clear things up and put her secret a safe distance away from Iris, "why wouldn't I be sad

if I thought he was dead?" Kim waited with her gut churning.

"I guess you're right," Iris said offhandedly. "He is a nice man, Edward." Iris paused and

Kim's stomach calmed down. "He's very kind," Iris said sounding off in a world all her

own.

"Hey Iris?" Kim asked reluctantly.

"Ya?"

"You gonna let me get you some clothes? Or do I have to buy ones that I know you won't

like?" Kim put up her dare playfully enough that Iris smiled.

"I guess," Iris said making a gesture that would've rolled her eyes if she'd had any, "If

you're just going to buy them for me anyway, I guess."

"Good," Kim replied, "Let's get something to eat first tho my stomach's churning so hard

I think it's tryin ta dig it's way out!"

"Mine too, I haven't eaten anything today!" Iris agreed.

"Good," Kim said exuberantly, "I'm glad you can see reason."

!Edward's POV!

Edward didn't understand why he felt so strange when Seth was around. He couldn't

quite put words to the uneasiness of it. It felt like when someone you didn't know was

staring at you. Or like that lady in the beauty shop, years ago. Only that was more

strange than it was unsettling. He couldn't quite put words to it, Edward just knew it felt

wrong.

He just wanted to feel comfortable again. He wanted to be alone or with Iris, Edward

didn't much like Seth's being in his house. He didn't like the thought of being alone with

Seth, it felt uncomfortable. Like Seth was watching him.

Edward snipped and tweaked the mammoth shrub which now resembled a big green frog.

As Edward was putting the last finishes on the frog/bush/thing, he heard a booming crash

and a scream from one of the upstairs floors. Edward sprinted into the house afraid of

what he might see if he didn't get there in tyme.

So. . . watcha think? Is it good or does it make you want to projectile vomit? I hope I didn't give anyone the urge to gag or anything cuz throwing up is really unpleasant. I hope it made you smile and say wuzat? Like lil Gir. Gir is awesome, not more awesome than Edward but still pretty awesome. Love yall, God bless you,

-me-