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SONG: Monster by Meg & Dia (thanks Ames ;D)

this update is for Nicole Noel, who likes my fluff  ;)

I slept, finally, without a dream. An endless sleep. It was coma-like and I enjoyed every forgettable moment of it. The only thing to shake me from my sleep was a pair of cold hands gently shaking my shoulders.

"Bella, it's time for school," Edward's cold breath tickled my ear, causing me to snap back to reality.

"Hmm?" I had trouble finding my words. His laugh rang like bells in my ear.

"Morning, sweetheart. Time for school."

"School," I groaned, finally waking up. Edward let me go so I could sit straight up and stretch out while he rubbed my back. I turned to face him and smiled, watching him get off my bed.

"You wouldn't want to miss your Biology test," he murmured and bent down to kiss my cheek. I was a little dizzy from his kiss, but it was quickly evaporated when I looked up at him with wide eyes. I had forgotten to study. Edward - being as perceptive as he was - guessed my thoughts, "Don't worry, love. You are smart. You know what's on the test, you'll do perfectly. And plus," he smiled at me crookedly, "you'll have distractions." I felt a huge, stupid grin spread across my face, but I didn't care. He held out his hand to help me up, which I took with a thankful nod. I walked past him, and shuffled around my drawers, looking for something to wear. In the midst of my searching, two cold, stone arms wrapped around my waist. I felt lips at my hair, "I have to go get ready for school, as well. I'll come to get you when Charlie's gone. Don't forget to mention your plans for tonight. I'd like very much if you came over before you go and spend an evening with… dogs," he murmured.

"Okay," was my genius response. He turned me around to kiss me before jumping through my window.

It took me a little while to recover from his kiss. When I did, I shook my head and continued to look for clothes. I finally found a pair of jeans and a warm, long sleeve white shirt. Looking out the window and seeing the rain drenching everything in sight, I decided something warm would be a good idea. I attempted to comb out the rat's nest that was my hair, but eventually found it was impossible. After putting my hair in a ponytail, I skipped down the stairs.

Charlie was eating eggs and reading the paper in his kitchen chair, just as he did every morning. "Morning, dad," I greeted, walking over to cabinets and pulling out the box of cereal.

Putting down the paper, Charlie eyed me suspiciously. "Someone is a little keyed up this morning. Everything okay Bells?" he asked. Ugh, did he always have to mention when I looked overexcited?

"Yeah dad, just nerves. I have a test I have to take today," I mumbled, grabbing a spoon out of the drawer and setting it next to the bowl I had gotten out.

"Hmm."

I pulled the milk out of the refrigerator and decided this was as good of a time as any. "Can I go to Jacob's for that party for Billy tonight?" I knew he'd say yes, but I asked just to be safe.

"Of course. Billy'll love that," he smiled and turned back to his paper. Grabbing my bowl of cereal, I planted myself next to Charlie.

"You're going, right?" he nodded. "Can I go to Edward's before?" I asked. I heard him swallow as his grip on the paper got tighter.

"I… guess," he said reluctantly.

"Thanks, dad," I said warmly, glad he at least allowed me to go.

We sat in silence for a while, something that was never really awkward between us. The sound of Charlie's chair sliding from under the table broke the silence. After putting his plate in the sink, grabbing his belt, jacket, and badge, he turned to the door. "Bye, Bells."

"Bye dad," I said, watching him leave. The second I heard the sound of his engine disappear, I ran to the door and threw it open.

Edward was waiting there, a god on my porch step. I normally never paid much attention to his outfits; I was too busy looking at his eyes. Today I allowed myself to actually pay attention. He wore a dark, emerald green long sleeve v-neck shirt that showed off the contours of his muscles and light blue jeans. I looked up to his eyes - knowing I would get lost in them - to find him appraising my outfit as well. I blushed, causing him to look up.

"You look beautiful," he murmured and kissed me.

"Thank you," I practically choked out as he took my hand and led me back into the house, closing the door behind him. He let go of my hand when we got into the kitchen, allowing me to grab my spoon and bowl while he leaned casually against the doorframe.

Blushing, I went to wash my bowl and spoon. I jumped when I heard Edward's perfect voice in my ear.

"Allow me," he said, smiling and taking the dishes from my hands. He reached for a towel and dried them in half the time it would have taken me. I tried to recover from my shocked state and went to wash Charlie's plate.

When we finished the dishes, I grabbed my backpack and shoved my copy of Wuthering Heights inside. Edward rolled his eyes dramatically, but said nothing. I checked the clocked a few times and apparently I was too slow for Edward who finally picked me up, grabbed my shoes and carried me out to his car.

"Hey! Put me down! I'm perfectly capable of walking myself! Edward!" I yelled, pounding on his stone back. I felt him shake with laughter but he ignored me and set me down in front of the car.

"Bella, if we went at your pace, we'd never make it school," he said between chuckles.

"I made it to school without you before, thank you very much," I growled, pulling on the shoes.

"What's the fun in that?" he laughed, trying to hide a smile. I huffed and pushed on my last shoe. Opening the door for me, he waved me forward. When I didn't respond immediately, he spoke. "Would you like me to pick you up again?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"No, thank you." I said, taking a seat in the car and pulling my backpack in after me. Before I had the chance to grab the door, Edward closed it for me.

"Boo," he whispered next to me. I whipped my head around to find his face a few inches from mine; his breath fanning my face. I froze as he inched closer to me, but the second his cold lips touched mine, I melted. I should have been better at this, I realize, but my brain never seems to work right when Edward is kissing me. Once again, I made the mistake of throwing myself at him, using all my energy to lock my hand behind his neck.

Using the littlest strength, Edward broke my grip.

"Now, Bella," he breathed. It was a clear warning: do not throw self at Edward.

I simply nodded, already knowing what he was hinting at. He laughed and turning to take the wheel in one hand, my own in the other.

The soft purr of the engine was soothing as I rested my head on the seat and watched the different shades of green blur past the windows.

**A/N: hey lovies. uhm, i'm going to take a poll!

which would you prefer i do with this story?:
a) make long chapters (longer than the ones i have now) and less of them
b) stay at the same length of chapters now and have as many of them.
c) shorter chapters, more chapters.

haha, it's kind of confusing. and if you don't get it/don't care- then tell me what you thought of this chapter in a review :]

there's a whole lot of people reading but not reviewing :'(