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There's a certain level of tiredness that equates to insanity; for me, it's when I'd like to temporarily dislocate my spirit from my body as if I could ask God to take me out for just a short while, let my soul go wherever souls go to be zen. I'm a fairly brave person, I am, but sometimes I just don't wanna feel the process of recovery all over again. I know I'll wake up feeling okay in the morning, it's simply a level of worn-out-ness that hurts.

Even as I sit dressed in normal jeans and a sweater with the same worn winter boots on, my hair a messy bun as I stare at the computer screen hearing the monitor buzzing.

We so love hearing updates from you my dearest, Caprice.

We are glad you're doing well in your studies but none of that surprises us in the least. How we wish you were home with us your family, even little Jane- I paused right there that's was the biggest lie she wanted to off me since day one, she hated me as in her head I was taking her place as his crowned jewel but what she never understood was it was not her place Sin had that spot.

I continued to read.

Have you come into contact with the Cullen family, we adore them so. Carlisle was once here with us but unfortunately, our life was not for him. Please do write back.

-Aro

I had no choice but to answer his letter, even with my fingers shaking as if I held them under freezing water.

I wrote.

My apologies for this short reply, I do have class this early morning.

I do know the Cullen's as they blend in better than even I thought possible, very impressive of them. They seem very well maintained here and friendly. I will return that will never be an issue, best wishes -Caprice.

Short, but as long as I updated and responded in a fashion, he was happy with everything could be dealt with.

I glided down the marble staircase like a stalking panther, not hearing my father but at least dinner last night was nice, even if his cooking was gross and in the end, mine would be no better. On the counter was a note and blueberry pop-tart ready to be toasted, "I guess it's just you and me," knowing he was out there stalking.

The sun was gone and the dark skies replaced it, but there he was sitting at the fountain making the angel behind him look like Medusa. He just smiled while I controlled my own heart rate, a feat in itself. "Good morning, Caprice,"

Smiling, "Good morning, Edward. Could have knocked on my door, text me no need to wait outside," but like that he took my bag as we walked to my Mustang.

"Where is the Volvo of doom?"

He smirked, giving me a side eye. 'Theo is driving it today, thought you might let me drive you to school in your car,"

I wanted to say you thought wrong, but instead I just like a lovesick sap tossed him my keys with a firm. "Don't think you can drive her all the time,"

"I would never,"

"Were you hunting this weekend, with Emmett?" I asked when it was quiet again, he drove well as I munched on the now warm processed pastry.

"Yes." He paused for a second as if deciding whether or not to say something. "I didn't want to leave, but it was necessary. It's a bit easier to be around you when I'm not thirsty."

"Why didn't you want to leave?"

"It makes me... anxious... to be away from you." His eyes were gentle but intense, and they seemed to be making my bones turn soft. "I wasn't joking when I asked you to try and be safe. I was distracted all weekend, worrying about you. And after what happened not long ago in Port Angeles, I'm surprised that you did make it through a whole weekend unscathed." He shook his head, and then seemed to remember something. "Well, not totally unscathed."

"What?"

"Your hands," he reminded me. I looked down at my palms, at the almost-healed scrapes across the heels of my hands. His eyes missed nothing, none of theirs did. "Oh that, I was cliff diving into the Ocean. Do love danger," but maybe he understood the double meaning no matter what he was dangerous but now being my mate was in danger. "Oh, right. Can we please not try such a deathly activity again," He grinned.

I hesitated my hand on the door handle, trying to prolong the moment before every single annoying person started to stare at us, the elusive Edward Cullen with the new girl Caprice Swan. I mean it is bad enough Bella has Theo Cullen but now Caprice has Edward, would ring through their mind.

"Caprice?" he asked in a different tone - serious, but hesitant.

"Yes?" I turned back to him too eagerly.

"Will you promise me something?"

"Yes," I said, and instantly regretted my unconditional agreement. What if he asked me to stay away from him? I couldn't keep that promise.

"Don't go into the woods alone."

I stared at him in blank confusion.

I retort in a tone that conveyed my stance, "I can take care of myself, and not like I would be heading into them alone might get lost," trying to play it off as humor. He met me at the front of the car, staying very close to my side as we walked onto campus. I wanted to close that little distance, to reach out and touch him, but it was never needed as he closed it himself. His ice-cold fingers interlocking with mine. It felt like I was holding a marble statues hand but there was such love and the feeling of his thumb stroking my palm gave me comfort as every head turned.

There was Angela waiting for me, she had the top I loaned her for her date over her arm. But it was her eyes they might fell topple from her head and start rolling away. "Hey, Angela," I said when we were a few feet away. "Thanks for remembering." She handed me my top without speaking.

"Good morning, Angela," Edward said politely. It wasn't really his fault that his voice was so irresistible. Or what his eyes were capable of.

"Er... hi." She shifted her wide eyes to me, trying to gather her jumbled thoughts.

"I guess I'll see you in Trig." She gave me a meaningful look, and I suppressed a sigh. What on earth was I going to tell her?

"Yeah, I'll see you then." Waving her off.

She walked away, pausing twice to peek back over her shoulder at us with a shy smile, she looked happy though.

"What are you going to tell her?" Edward murmured his breathe so close to my face.

"Hey, I thought you couldn't read my mind!" I hissed in humor.

"I can't," he said, startled. Then understanding brightened his eyes. "However, I can read hers - she'll be waiting to ambush you in class."

I groaned.

"So what are you going to tell her?"

"A little help?" I pleaded. "What does she want to know?" this was nowhere near what I should be dealing with, making sure Bells was safe was and here she comes her body against Theo's her head under his arm.

He shook his head, grinning wickedly. "That's not fair."

"No, you not sharing what you know - now that's not fair."

He deliberated for a moment as we walked. We stopped outside the door to my first class. "She wants to know if we're secretly dating. And she wants to know how you feel about me," he finally said.

"Yikes. What should I say?" I tried to keep my expression very innocent. People were passing us on their way to class, probably staring, but I was barely aware of them. Bella, she hugged me and then Theo took her place, it was tense wanting to know what he thought of her questions.

"Hmmm." He paused to catch a stray lock of hair that was escaping the twist on my neck and wound it back into place. My heart spluttered hyperactively before I corrected it, needing to get my game back. "I would say yes to the first... if you don't mind - it's easier than any other explanation."

"Oh really," my brow raised.

"And as for her other question... well, I'll be listening to hear the answer to that one myself." One side of his mouth pulled up into my favorite uneven smile. I couldn't catch my breath soon enough to respond to that remark. He turned and walked away.

"I'll see you at lunch," he called over his shoulder. Three people walking in the door stopped to stare at me.

Snapping, "Theo your brother is going to be the bane of my time here,"

Smiling, "I am sure he will come on ladies,"

I hurried into class, flushed and irritated. He was such a cheater.

Edward was right, of course. When I walked into Trig Angela was sitting in the back row, nearly bouncing off her seat in agitation. I reluctantly went to sit by her, trying to convince myself it would be better to get it over with as soon as possible.

"Tell me everything!" she blushed shyly before I was in the seat.

"What do you want to know?" I hedged.

"What happened the other night?"

"He bought me dinner, while Theo got Bella hers, and then we drove me home." She gazed at me, her expression stiff with skepticism. "How did you get home so fast?"

"I drive like a maniac. It was terrifying." I hoped he heard that.

"Was it like a date - did you tell him to meet you there?"

I hadn't thought of that. "No - I was very surprised to see him there."

Her lips puckered in disappointment at the transparent honesty in my voice.

"But he picked you up for school today?" she probed.

"Yes - that was a surprise, too. I was kind enough to let him drive my car instead of his dull Volvo. He noticed I didn't have a jacket last night," I explained.

"So are you going out again?"

"He offered to drive me to Seattle Saturday because he thinks I am a danger magnet - does that count?"

"Yes." She nodded.

"Well, then, yes."

"W-o-w." She exaggerated the word into three syllables. "Edward Cullen."

"I know," I agreed. "Wow" didn't even cover it.

"Wait!" Her hands flew up, palms toward me like she was stopping traffic. "Has he kissed you?"

"No," I mumbled.

Angela was gathering information since I was in no way close to Jessica. "Are you two dating?" her poor cheeks are blood red, hope Edward was enjoying the show.

I cocked my head, "You could say that,"

We talked about dinner, the horny waitress both boys turned down which gave her the impression he must really like me. I added to annoy Edward. "I think so, but it's hard to tell. He's always so cryptic," this was normal girl talk, Bella and I hardly spoke like this.

"I don't know how you're brave enough to be alone with him," she breathed.

"Why?" I was shocked, but she didn't understand my reaction.

"He's so... intimidating. I wouldn't know what to say to him." She made a face, probably remembering this morning or the other night when he'd turned the overwhelming force of his eyes on her.

"I do have some trouble with incoherency when I'm around him," I admitted.

"Oh well. He is unbelievably gorgeous." Angela shrugged as if this excused any flaws. Which, in her book, it probably did.

"There's a lot more to him than that."

"Really? Like what?"

I wished I had let it go. Almost as much as I was hoping he'd been kidding about listening in. "I can't explain it right... but he's even more unbelievable behind the face. Most only see the side of his looks being like some Greek God, but behind that there is so much more," I was dooming him by being mated to me, granted Carlise only told my father Edward and I are together, my father understood much more since he knew how Vampires worked.

"So you like him, then?" She wasn't about to give up on her fact-finding mission.

"Yes," I said curtly.

"I mean, do you really like him?" she urged, for the first time Bella spoke. "Gosh, Angela calm down,"

"Yes," I said again, blushing. I hoped that detail wouldn't register in her thoughts but no chance in hell it wouldn't.

She'd had enough with the single syllable answers. "How much do you like him?"

"Too much," I finished. "Are you done gathering Jessica her information, because you aren't a gossip kinda girl," I walked with Bella and Angela to our joined Spanish class a language I knew, but it was an easy pizzly good grade.

Theo and Edward wait, leaning against the wall - looking more like a Greek god than anyone had a right to - Edward was waiting for me and Theo for Bella which sent Angela right to Jessica.

"Hello." His voice was amused and irritated at the same time. He had been listening, it was obvious.

"Hi."

But Theo and Bella looked so in love, the words they even spoke tell everyone this. I just tossed my arm over her shoulder as Theo held her hand, we stood in line as Theo had stepped up to the counter and filled a tray with food.

"What are you doing?" Bella objected. "You're not getting all that for me?"

He shook his head, stepping forward to buy the food. Shit, Edward was doing the very same, but he at least said. "Half is for me, of course."

I raised one eyebrow.

I just took the pizza and kept my eyes on Emmett who scowled, "You're much more trouble than, Bella," his voice low but Rose smiled putting her hand over his as I handed the slice to Edward, he deliberately bit off a mouthful, chewed quickly, and then swallowed. I watched, eyes wide.

"See, she is a bad influence on poor Edward,"

Jasper gave him a look, "Says the one who ate half a pizza on a dare from said girl," he was right.

In front of his siblings he spoke, "Something you said to Angela... well, it bothers me." He refused to be distracted. His voice was husky, and he glanced up from under his lashes with troubled eyes.

"I'm not surprised you heard something you didn't like. You know what they say about eavesdroppers," I reminded him.

"I warned you I would be listening."

"And I warned you that you didn't want to know everything I was thinking."

"You did," he agreed, but his voice was still rough. "You aren't precisely right, though. I do want to know what you're thinking - everything. I just wish... that you wouldn't be thinking some things."

I scowled. "That's quite a distinction."

"But that's not really the point at the moment."

"Then what is?" We were inclined toward each other across the table now. He had his large white hands folded under his chin; I leaned forward, my right hand cupped around my arm. I had to remind myself that we were in a crowded lunchroom, with probably many curious eyes on us. It was too easy to get wrapped up in our own private, tense little bubble. "Do you truly believe that you care more for me than I do for you?" he murmured, leaning closer to me as he spoke, his dark golden eyes piercing.

I had to look away before it came back to me.

"Are you going to answer the question?"

I looked down. "Undecided, just because what you're and how the chemical make-up of mates does not diminish my own feelings," I kept my eyes down on the table, my eyes tracing the pattern of the faux wood grains printed on the laminate. The silence dragged on. I stubbornly refused to be the first to break it this time, fighting hard against the temptation to peek at his expression.

Finally, he spoke, voice velvet soft. "You're wrong."

I sighed, "You would think so, and entitled to your mistake. But who is to say who cares more. Look at Jasper and Alice, can you tell who loves the other more. On the outside like myself, I say Jasper the way he looks at her is awe inspiring. Emmett every day is counting his lucky stars to have Rosalie. Don't make assumptions,"

"Perceptive," he whispered.

Rosalie chimed in, "And in this, having her you're the lucky one, Edward. She is such a good mix," I was a mutt.

"Thanks, Rose,"

Alice, she was stiff as Edward glanced at her, and Bella gave me a look before asking. "What has Alice seen?"

"I am guessing shorty is seeing something to get Edwards under's in a twist," but now his eyes are on me maybe it was what I had said or what she had seen.

"Saturday would you care to spend the day with me instead of Seattle?"

I gave Alice a withering look, "Guess she saw us not part shopping in Seattle, so yes I would be happy to spend the day together,"

His cold hand came over mine, everyone watched us as we walked together to our lab table. I noticed that he no longer angled the chair to sit as far from me as the desk would allow. Instead, he sat quite close beside me, our arms touching now.