Part 3

The Cullen's were all hanging out in the parking lot when Bella arrived at school that morning and she tried not to look at Edward too much but it wasn't easy. Locating him when she arrived somewhere he was had become a second nature to her and so as soon as she stopped her car, it took her only a few seconds to locate him with his siblings on the other side of the parking lot. For the first time in a while, they even locked eyes and that was something that registered in her mind.

Of course locking eyes with the boy she liked brought a blush on Bella's face and she immediately broke contact, looking down at her bag instead, wondering if she should look up or not to check if she had really seen an amused smile on his face or if her imagination was playing tricks on her.

Before she left the car, Bella turned off her radio. It was a local radio station that was trying to figure out who was the newly popular DJ Rebel. Apparently, they wanted her to work for them. It would be a way to put money aside for College but could she really face other people, reveal who she was or was there a way for her to do it while remaining anonymous?

Shaking her thoughts away, she hurried out of the car and was just done locking the door when she looked up once more to see that Edward was still looking at her but that there was no trace of a smile on his perfect face. She must have dreamt it. She was about to look back down when Tyler lost control of his car and it went in her direction.

Of course she hadn't seen it happen, she was too busy wondering why Edward suddenly looked so afraid. Edward's siblings also had different faces on now. Some looked angry, others scared or worried.

All Bella could hear was the sound of Tyler's tires against the ice, screeching as he tried to regain control of the car before it hit her or anyone else.

Then she couldn't move, she didn't have the time and everything seemed to happen in slow motion to her. She blinked her eyes and Edward wasn't there anymore, she blinked once more and was pushed on the cold icy ground by the same boy she had seen disappear on the other side of the parking lot.

Questions rushed in her head. How could he have reached her so fast? Why was he so cold and hard to the touch? Did he really just push the car away from her?

She heard people telling them not to move and was about to ask him how he could get to her this fast when he asked her if she was okay.

"I'm fine… How did you get to me so fast?" She asked him, trying to get her voice under control.

"I was standing right next to you." He told her, suddenly tensing.

"No, I saw you standing with your siblings on the other side of the parking lot. I saw you." She insisted.

"Please." He pleaded.

"I'll tell everyone that you were next to me if you want but I want to know the truth." She replied, getting annoyed with him.

"You could just say Thank you." He said.

"Thank you. Now tell me how you got to me and how you could lift the car off of me." She demanded, checking if people could hear her but they were still trying to move the truck away without falling down on the ice.

"I had an adrenaline rush." He replied.

"Am I supposed to believe that? Even if I accepted that you could lift this truck off me with the help of adrenaline, it doesn't explain how you could reach me this fast." She insisted.

"You're not going to let this go, are you?" He sighted.

"No, I'm not." She replied.

"Even if knowing would mean you're putting your life in danger?" he asked her.

"Haven't you seen me? Waking up in the morning and going down the stairs is putting my life in danger." She joked, making him smile as well while people finally got to help them up.

The ambulance was already here, and so was her worried father.

"So?" She asked him before they were surrounded by too many people.

"I'll tell you later." He said, knowing he'd have to deal with his siblings soon.

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A few hours ago, Bella was back home, forced to rest with her father trying to help the best way he could.

"So Bella, did you listen to the radio this morning?" he asked her s he sat in front of her in the living room.

"I did. Why?" She wondered.

"Are you going to go and work for them or keep on diffusing the show from your bedroom?" He asked her and she sat up.

"What? What do you mean?" She asked him.

"Do you really think that I didn't notice that my daughter started a radio show in her bedroom every evening at the same time? I'm the chief of police, honey. I wouldn't have gotten there without some detective skills." He smiled.

"You know? Why didn't you say anything before?" She asked him.

"Because I didn't want to force you into telling me. If you're happy, then so am I. I just wanted to let you know that if you want to do it and work for them, you don't have to do it behind my back. I'll support you." He told her.

"I did consider it briefly but I don't think I can let anyone know who I am. I can only do this because nobody knows me." Bella explained to him.

"Well, maybe they can still have you and let you stay anonymous. All you have to do is ask them." Charlie suggested.

"You're right... I don't want to call though… I'll leave them a message during my radio show tonight." She smiled and he nodded before kissing her forehead awkwardly and leaving.

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That night, Bella did her radio show at the same time as she usually did.

"So, lots of emotions today… We should all be grateful that nobody was gravely injured during that accident and hope that Tyler will get better soon. Maybe he'll drive more carefully next time. Now, I received a lot of messages from you, asking me to agree on working for Radio Forks… I could do it, I'd love to, but I can only agree if I can remain anonymous, simply because I'm afraid to show people the real me. I've sent them an email stating just that. We'll see how it'll turn out. Now how about some music to help us forget about today's drama?" Bella pressed played and as the music filled the air, she started thinking about Edward's ways of escaping his promise of explanations.

He had been at the hospital and his father was the one who checked her out. She had even managed to get a couple of minutes alone with Edward but it didn't help much. He simply denied everything and tried to put what she saw on the bump she had gotten on her head.

"I see you liked this song. Great, so do I. Now, I know that there is a dance coming and the usual ritual is about to start. Will he ask me? What if he doesn't ask me? It's the one moment where we're all nervous, a little afraid of being rejected. Boy or girl, we're all in the same boat until the dance. When you're about to ask the person you're crushing on, you feel like the entire world is looking at you, judging your every move and ready to mock you and your mistakes, even though there is no-one looking. But we do it anyway, or at least we try, because life is all about taking risks to get what you want. So, if in the spirit of taking risks you're willing to face everything that makes you nervous or afraid, come to school wearing red tomorrow. Here is another song just for you."

Bella pressed on the next song she had selected and smiled. She had a red long sleeved shirt she was going to wear with one of her pair of jeans and her usual shoes. Maybe a red scarf as well. She was wondering how many people would be wearing red.

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The next morning, Bella was relieved to see that Tyler's accident wasn't the main talk. She was. Or rather DJ Rebel was.

"Isn't it great? All those people wearing red for DJ Rebel?" Angela asked her when she joined her at her locker.

"Yes, it's amazing… So much red…" She smiled even wider when the Cullen walked past her, all of them in red.

Of course Edward pretended not to notice her and if he wasn't going to keep his promise, then she wasn't going to worry about him either. Well, she'd try anyway.

"So, you're feeling alright after yesterday?" Angela asked Bella as they made their way to class, not noticing that Edward was listening.

"I had worst. I shouldn't even have gotten to the hospital. I was fine. Everyone was just over reacting." Bella replied, shrugging it off.

"I doubt it. But is it true that Edward pulled you out of the way? I mean I didn't see the thing but Eric said he hadn't even noticed Edward near you before he got you out of the ground." Angela asked.

"Oh… I hadn't noticed he was there either. I guess I was lucky." Bella replied, thinking hard that she had to try and be grateful that he saved her life instead of being mad that he didn't keep his promise to tell her how he had done it.

"You should have heard Jessica and Lauren, they're so jealous of you right now."

"For what? Almost getting turned into a car sandwich?" Bella exclaimed.

"Because Edward held you in his arms, because you were so close to him… She was going on and on about how you could probably feel his breath on you…" Angela rolled her eyes, so did Bella.

"Yeah well, it was cold. I don't see why she's so crazy about him. There's nothing special about Edward Cullen. He's just another teenage boy who lies to girls so he can get what he wants." Bella snapped.

"What did he do?" Angela asked her best friend.

"Nothing, forget about it. Let's concentrate on today's lesson." Bella replied, fearing that she had done something wrong.

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On the other side of the school, all the Cullen's had heard Bella's conversation with Angela and Emmett teased his little brother mercilessly at being called 'another teenage boy who lies'. Rosalie simply ignored the entire thing but Alice smirked, so did Jasper. They knew how Edward felt about Bella. Alice actually knew how it would all end. They would be together. Edward and Bella forever. Literally.

"You should listen to DJ Rebel and ask Belle to the dance." Alice thought at Edward.

Knowing that there was no point in arguing with his sister, Edward nodded. He could do that. He could ask a human to the dance and manage not to kill her as they had this one human moment.

I know that it's been a while since my last update but after the first couple of chapters, my inspiration was gone... I will finish this story for you, my lovely readers, but if you want something good enough, I need to take it slow, to take my time until I manage to have good enough chapter.

I still would love to hear what you thought of this chapter and where you'd like this to go. It won't be long, that's for sure, but I could still write a few chapters... Or end it next chapter... Your choice.

Keep on reading me.

Lorelei Candice Black