This chapter is pretty much just filler. It's funny kinda, but filler. Oh, well it's good. It explains why Edward was mad..

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Mornings

Edward's POV

"Goooood Morning!" Alice's overly cheerful voice said, close to my ear. I groaned, and rolled over, pulling the pillow over my head.

"Go away." I mumbled, still half-asleep. She hit me.

"Wake up."

Annoyed, I sat up and opened my eyes. Alice was sitting on the edge of my bed, with a plate of eggs and bacon on her lap. She grinned.

"Hungry?" She said, holding up the plate. I shrugged.

She handed the plate to me, along with a fork and a glass of orange juice.

"What's all this?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes. "Is it my birthday?"

"No." She said, sounding annoyed. "Can't your little sister just make you some breakfast?" I paused with the fork halfway to my mouth.

"You made it?"

She shook her head. I put the fork in my mouth. "Emmett did."

I spit it out, all over her, and my bed. She jumped up. "Edward!"

"Emmett made it?!" I said, picking up the orange juice. I set the plate down on my dresser, suddenly not hungry. I drained the glass, trying to get the taste out of my mouth.

"What?" She said, feigning innocence. I stared at her.

"Emmett can't cook! What's the occasion, anyway?" I said. She stared at me, as if I was missing something obvious.

"Ugh! Alice, does it really matter?" I said throwing the covers off and climbing out of bed. "If you care so much, ask Bella!"

"You don't think I tried that already? She won't say a word, but she did sound embarrassed. What did you do?" I crossed the room to my closet, and pulled out a t-shirt.

I pulled it over my head, and sat back down on the bed. I sighed, and told her what happened at the beach last night. After half a minute, she jumped up.

"You kissed her?!" She shouted.

"No! Alice, let me finish!"

I finished talking, and looked back at her. She wasn't looking at me.

"Okay, I told you. Now get out."

"Well, that just sucks. First, you don't even kiss her, then you don't even talk to her, so she starts talking to Jacob Black, who was the one who made you not kiss her." She said, shaking her head. I groaned.

"Thanks, Alice. Nice pep talk, really."

"Oh, you know what I mean." She said, waving her hand. "You should talk to her. Here, I'll call her." She said, crossing the room to the phone.

"Um, Alice," She turned, the phone already at her ear. "I'm not talking to her. But you go right ahead. I'm going to go get some breakfast that won't poison me. Bye." I said, and stood up.

"Edward!" I ignored her, and crossed the room to the door.

I walked out the door, and downstairs. Emmett was sitting at the counter, a fork in his mouth, and the pan of eggs in front of him.

"Morning." He said. He opened his mouth to say something, but I held up my hand.

"Go ask Alice." I said, turning to the cupboard above the sink. I pulled out a bowl, and some Chex cereal. I made my breakfast, and went back upstairs.

I opened the door, to see Alice laying on my bed with the phone at her ear. I rolled my eyes.

"Alice, get out."

"No. Bella!" She said, and pulled the phone away from her ear to look at it. "She hung up." She hung up the phone on the wall, and turned to me.

"Why won't you talk to her?" She said. I ignored her question, and went to sit at my desk.

She stayed where she was, waiting for me to answer. I tried to ignore her, but I knew she wouldn't leave me alone. "Because! Alice, does it matter?" I said, exasperated.

"Um, yeah. You still like her, right?" She persisted. I put the bowl down, and turned to her.

"Yes! Don't you get it? She doesn't like me! Not like that. Just friends, get it?" I shouted, annoyed and mad. She looked down, then turned and walked out, closing the door behind her.

I leaned back in my chair. I wished last night never happened.

Bella's POV:

I woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. I rolled over and hit my alarm clock out of habit. After hitting it a couple times, I realized it wasn't my alarm clock. I sat up and stretched.

"Ugh. I'm coming!" I yelled to the annoying phone, down the hall. Slowly, I got up to answer it.

"Hello?" I said into the receiver. There was no answer, for a minute. In the background, I heard somebody talking. I looked at the number on the phone. Alice's house. I listened more carefully, and realized it was Edward talking.

". . going to go get breakfast that won't poison me. Bye." He sounded mad, and annoyed. I wondered what was going on.

"Edward!" Alice yelled. I jumped, the sound was much louder.

"Hello?" I said.

"Oh, sorry. Hi Bella."

I yawned. "What's going on?"

"Edward isn't in a very good mood today."

I groaned softly. I didn't want to talk about Edward right now. "Mmm. Why?" I said, trying to sound interested. Mostly, I didn't care, but that was probably because her phone call woke me up. So, naturally, I was in a bad mood.

"Uh, long story. He… well, he told me about last night." I shook my head, closing my eyes. I really didn't want to have this conversation. Well, not with Alice, not now.

"Oh."

"Yeah. About that. . . "

I interrupted her. "Alice, please. Not now."

"C'mon Bella. I know you like him. I'm not stupid." Shoot. Was it that obvious? That would be sure to make things more awkward. Joy.

"I'll talk about it later. Swear. I have to go."

"But—" She started to say, but stopped. I heard Edward's voice again.

"Alice, get out." Edward said, his voice velvet even when he was mad.

"I have to go, Alice. I'll see you later. Bye!" I said, and hung up.

I turned to go downstairs, but paused, and turned back around. I picked up the phone, and pushed the little switch to turn the ringer off. No doubt Alice would call me again, and frankly, I didn't want to talk to her. Not that I was mad at her, or even mad at Edward. Just embarrassed. Well, Mostly. I felt guilty, for no reason. And I kind of felt bad for Mike and Jacob. Even though I really shouldn't.

Still thinking, I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. There was a note on the fridge. Yawning, I reached over and pulled it off. 'Bella' was written on the front.

'Went fishing with Billy and Harry. Hope you don't mind.

Be back soon, Charlie.'

I read it, and laid it on the counter. I pulled out some poptarts out of the cupboard and started eating them, not bothering to heat them up.

The doorbell rang. I sighed, and ignored it. It rang again. I waited. Ring.

"Ugh! What?" I said, yelling down the hall. I need to stop talking to objects like phones. And doors. Shaking my head, I put down my poptart, and crossed the room to get the door.

I opened it, and Alice walked in, right past me.

"Alice?" I said, turning around. She turned into the kitchen.

"Alice!" I walked back to the kitchen. She was sitting in the chair at the counter.

"Hi."

"What are you doing?"

She shrugged. "Sitting."

"Alice, seriously, I'm not in the mood." I snapped.

"Sorry." She said, looking down. "Should I go?"

"No, it's okay. Sorry, I'm just. . . tired." I said, crossing the room to my breakfast.

"I can tell." Alice said, under her breath. I glared at her. She held up her hands. "Sorry."

"So," She said, "Let's do something today."

I yawned. "Or," I said, "You could do something, and I can sleep."

"Did I wake you up?" I nodded.

"Sorry. I should stop doing that. I woke up Edward too, and look how he's acting." I laughed. "Speaking of Edward. . . " She said, looking at me. I turned away from her, to get a glass out of the cupboard. I filled it with water from the sink, then turned to look at her again. I sighed.

"Okay, Alice. What?"

"Why is he in such a bad mood?" She said, "What did you do?"

"Ever think it wasn't me?" I yawned again. "Maybe he's tired. I know how he feels."

"Okay, I'm sorry. Get over it. Just answer the question."

"I don't know, really. I'm embarrassed, but I don't think that's what's wrong with him. It was just stupid, and I think we should forget about it." She raised her eyebrows.

"Did you not hear me on the phone? Bella, I know you like him. I'm not stupid. 'Forget about it?' You do know he was trying to kiss you, right?"

"Alice! Yes I know that. Okay, next subject. Let's go somewhere. C'mon, I'll go get dressed."

She shrugged. I set down the glass, and ran up the stairs. Today was going to be a long day.

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Haha, i thought it was kinda funny. But it's me, so probably not. lol.

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