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Chapter Seven:

Edward's Perspective

Last time, on Different Identities:

"I...Got sick," Bella muttered.

I coughed, trying not to make it obvious that I was covering up a laugh. "So you get sick at the sight of...blood?"

"Well...Something like that," she replied, grinning.

I gave her a smile in response.

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Bella.

How could anyone, in their right mind, be as beautiful and kind and mysterious as she was? And I didn't just mean outside beauty; it was like you could see straight through her and into her soul.

We sat there for a moment, the silence between us a comfortable one.

"Annabelle..." I trailed off, and she looked up at me through her thick lashes. Her chocolate brown eyes were penetrating.

"Annabelle what?" she asked.

I smiled at her again. I just couldn't help it.

"Annabelle is a good kid," I finished my first thought. Bella nodded, agreeing.

"She is. Though I have to say, she can be quite the troublemaker sometimes." She chuckled to herself, and I could only wonder what she meant.

"She's kind of like you," I went on. And she was, in some ways. I noticed Bella freeze, and wondered what I had done wrong. But noting my crestfallen expression, she stopped herself and smiled again. Her delicate hand rose for a moment--and my mind couldn't decipher what she meant by doing just that--but when she took in my confused expression, her hand dropped to her side, and she looked down.

I couldn't stand her saddened eyes, so the words jumped out of my mouth before I could stop them. I had heard Alice's thoughts earlier--and she was just screaming in her mind about some party with Rosalie she was having tomorrow.

"Umm, Bella? I was just wondering if you wanted to come over to my house tomorrow night."

She raised an eyebrow at my wording, and I mentally smacked myself. 'My,' 'house,' and 'night' didn't really bode well in one sentence. Oh, no.

"I mean," I quickly rephrased, "my sisters, Alice and Rosalie, will be having this party. And...I was wondering if you wanted to join them?"

She then laughed, sounding like tinkling bells. "Yes, alright. I will. Thanks, Edward." A thrill went through me when she said my name. When I looked at her, I could tell that it had hit her, too. What was happening?

Alice's Perspective

I hummed to myself quietly as I sat in the very back of the classroom in English, oblivious to the world around me. Kind of.

Clothes. Shopping. Shopping. Clothes. Shoes. Stilettos. Pumps. Yum.

During my little chant in my head, a vision came upon me:

"Hey, Bella! We will have so much fun tonight!" I shrieked, jumping up and down. Rosalie, however, didn't look too joyful.

"Yay," she said lamely.

"Come, Bella! Let's go up into my room!"

My vision's setting changing place a moment later, in my bedroom:

"So, girl. What'dya wanna do?"

"Um, anything you want to," Bella replied to my urgent, excited question.

"That's good, because we're so going to--"

My vision cut then, because Jasper was nudging my arm. My eyes fluttered. Oh, so that was the plan. Had Edward really asked her? YAY!!!

"Love, it's time to go," Jazzy said. I was momentarily upset because, after all, he'd interrupted a vision. But my vision itself had made me too hyped up to actually be angry at this time of day. Eddy had finally asked Belly!

He smiled at my mood and slung my bag over his shoulder, despite my protests. Did he think that I wasn't strong enough to get my own bag? You don't mess with the pixie!

He grasped my small hand into his gigantic one (no offense) and walked us to the Volvo. Oh, the dearest Volvo.

"Bye, Bella! See you tomorrow!" That caused a few heads to turn. Did my idiot brother actually just do that?

"'Kay," Bella replied from the Gymnasium enthusiastically.

Edward bounded over to us with a happy face. I raised one brow at him. Him? Happy? Bounded? What was Bella doing to him?

He grinned at us and, wordlessly, jumped in the front seat of the Volvo.

"Well? You guys ready?" He said impatiently.

We nodded and complied hesitantly. This was a new, better, more jolly side of Edward that we hadn't ever seen before. Good for him.

"So, Edward," I murmured conversationally as he drove us out of the school parking lot, giving one more glance behind him, where Bella was helping her cousin into her old, rusty red truck. The sight made me kind of want to...cry? What in the...She was messing with all of us!

I continued as if that hadn't happened. "Why don't you tell all of us what you asked Bella?"

He nodded, smiling. Our other siblings looked at us questioningly.

"Well, guys, I asked her if she wanted to come over tomorrow night. You know, for the party with Rosalie and Alice."

Three mouths dropped in shock. I grinned happily, while Edward smirked. "She said yes."

"You what?" Emmett gasped incredulously. I giggled at his response. After a moment of his shock, Emmett's face rose into a gigantic grin that looked like it would hurt his face, and high-fived Edward enthusiastically. "YEAH, MAN! MAKE ME PROUD!"

The others, however, didn't take the news quite as well as Emmett.

"You what?" Rosalie's answer was the same as her mate's, but not in surprise--in white-hot anger. Why? What had Bella even done to her?

"I asked her to--"

"I heard you," Rosalie snapped. "That's the problem. You're telling me that I have to stay up all night to have some 'fun' with a stupid human while you and the boys get to dilly-dally all around? That is unfair."

"You won't have to 'stay up,'" Jazzy cut in. He wasn't all over the place and jumping in joy, but he wasn't furious either. Calm would sum it up. "You don't go to sleep, anyhow. But you need to behave. Esme would want us to, and besides, this is the first gal that Eddy actually tends to fancy." A slow smile had settled on Jasper's face on the end, too.

"Good," Edward said happily, not making any comment on the 'Eddy' thing. "It's settled. Tomorrow, then?"

We all nodded. "Tomorrow, then."

Bella's Perspective

I smiled to myself. Everything was going to work out perfectly.

Claire had wanted Annabelle to come on the day when I was going to the Cullen's home. Of course, I had wanted my daughter to come with--but she refused. After all, she said, I never got to have any fun. No vacations, ever.

Wow. This was going to work out well.

I grinned again, feeling excited, eager for the upcoming night. This should be very fun.

And then, the party would begin.

Hey! I hope you liked this chapter, I'll try and post up another one either today or tomorrow! Thankyou!

OH RIGHT! Didn't you feel sorry for Bella? She really wanted to touch Edward's face.... But anyhow...Get ready for some fun in the next chapter! LET'S PARTY!