I spent a couple more hours talking to Alice and Emmet, and it eventually became time for all of us to get settled down for work the next day. I was excited to go back to my job. Though I didn't like making myself the center of attention, I loved to teach. The kids were great too. Of course they fooled around at times, but I could never get mad at them. I knew that sitting in a classroom was not exactly fun, so a sudden outburst every now and then was something I allowed.

"Well, I guess I should get going," Emmet said as he stood up from the couch and stretched.

"Okay, Em. I'll see you later. I have to go to bed, I'm exhausted," Alice replied. She slowly walked over to Emmet, yawning as she did so, and gave him a light hug. She turned to me when she was done and did the same and walked off to her room.

"I'll see you later Em. Drive safe. I love you," I told him when we got to the door.

"I'll come back soon. I miss seeing you. You better promise me that you will be careful. I know that you say that you don't want anything to do with James, but sometimes it's hard to resist an ex," he told me worriedly.

"I promise, Emmet. I have no desire to have anything to do with him," I said. There was no lie in that sentence. James was out of my life for good.

"Good. I'll make sure to come and visit soon," he told me before he grabbed me and pulled me into one of his bone crushing hugs. "Love you sis," he whispered.

"Right back at cha big guy," I joked. I stood in the doorway and watched as he walked to his car, feeling a little upset. It was hard for me to watch him leave, only because I was scared if I was ever going to see him again. The day my parents died it had been like any other day. My brother and I went to school, came home, and did our homework. Our parents worked at the same place, so they just drove together. Emmet and I usually had to wait an hour after we got home before they did, so when we had been waiting for almost two hours we started to get worried. Emmet called their job and asked if they had a meeting or something that was keeping them, but the receptionist told him that they had left a long time ago. I remember sitting in front of the window, just waiting for them to pull up in the driveway. But, they never did. The police came to our house not fifteen minutes after Emmet called and told us that they had gotten into a car wreck and died. I remember Emmet's reaction so clearly, because it was so odd. He didn't show any emotion. Instead, he talked to the cop a little longer and after the cop left, Emmet just watched T.V. I, on the other hand, was balling my eyes out.

I couldn't think about that night anymore, or else I would be a complete wreck. I could already feel the tears that escaped my eyes start to run down my cheeks. I ran into the bathroom and splashed a handful of cold water on my face. I brushed my teeth and put on my pajamas and made my way into my room. I crawled into my bed and pulled the covers over my head. I grabbed the pillow beside me and clutched it as tightly as I could. I spent the majority of that night crying over my past.

I woke up with a screaming headache. I groaned in protest when I saw the faint signs of sunlight stream through my window. I could feel my hair sticking to my face and I was almost positive that I looked hideous. I looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it read 6:53. I had one hour and twenty-seven minutes before I had to go to work. I took a longer shower than usual, letting the hot water relax all of my muscles. After getting out, I quickly dried myself off and changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. The school that I taught at was extremely casual, and they actually preferred when the teacher dressed simply.

After changing and towel drying my hair, I put it up in a messy bun and applied light makeup; just enough so that you couldn't really notice the dark circles under my eyes. I made my way downstairs and found a note on the counter from Alice. It said that she had already gone to work, so I didn't have to wake her up. Alice had a very bad habit of sleeping in. I grabbed an apple out of the bowl on the counter and walked outside to see an empty driveway. Ugh, my car is still at James', I thought to myself. It seemed as if he had planned this out perfectly. His car was in the shop getting a dent fixed, so he used mine to go to the restaurant. He was probably using my car this very second, while I was standing outside my best friend's house looking like a complete idiot. I thought about calling Emmet to ask him for a ride, but he was already at work. I noticed that I didn't have very many people to call as I was scrolling through the names in my phone, but there was one that stuck out from the rest. Edward. I didn't know if he was at work, of if he would even want to give me a ride, but I needed an excuse to see him. Oddly enough, I missed him. I was arguing with myself over calling him and not calling him, but I finally gave in and hit the call button.

After three rings I heard his velvety voice on the other line. "Why, good morning, Bella," he said. His voice sounded rough, as if he had just woken up. It was extremely sexy.

"Morning, Edward. I hope I'm not disturbing you." I felt self conscious all of the sudden. What if he had a girl at his house?

"No, not at all. I'm actually happy you called. I missed you," he replied with a chuckle. I could feel the blush rising up my neck.

"I missed you too," I whispered. "Can I ask you a huge favor?" I questioned. I really hoped that he said yes, or else I would have to walk to work, and walking ten miles did not sound like fun.

"Of course. What is it?"

"Well, my car is still at James' house, and I kind of need a ride to work," I told him sheepishly.

"I'll be there in five minutes," was the last thing he said before hanging up.

I sat on the porch waiting for his shiny Volvo to pull up, and when it finally did I could feel my heart speeding up. He got out of the car with such grace; I couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

He walked towards me and was eventually so close I could feel his body heat radiating off of him.

"Thank you," I muttered.

"No problem," he said as he extended his hand towards mine. I happily grabbed it and let him walk me to the passenger side of the car. He opened my door for me, smiling the whole time. I could feel my insides melt. He was too good looking for his own good.

"So, I was wondering if maybe you'd like to go to dinner with me tonight. I'm sorry if I'm sounding too forward, I just have been waiting to ask since I dropped you off last night and that kiss. Wow. But, who knows? I'm probably over analyzing the whole thing. I mean-" I silenced him with a kiss that started out soft, but quickly deepened.

"Of course, Edward." I told him when we finally broke apart. If things kept going the way they were, I would never get to work on time.

He smiled that heart melting crooked smile, and I couldn't help but kiss him again. Edward drove to my work in record time, my hand in his the whole time. There was something about him, and I couldn't quite figure out what it was, but it was pulling me towards him every time I saw him. It was much too early to call it love, but I knew it was heading that way. My heart sped up at the mere mention of his name and when his soft lips pressed against mine I found it hard to breathe. But, I had no idea how he felt. It seemed as if he liked me, but I didn't know if his feelings were as intense as mine. He seemed too perfect, like a dream, so it was unfathomable as to why he would want to be with me.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard Edward's husky voice at my ear. A shiver went down my spine as I felt his breath on my neck. "We're here, love."

"Thank you," I said for the thousandth time as I turned to face him. His perfect face was closer than I had expected, causing my breathing to momentarily stop.

His lips closed the distance between us for what was one of the best kisses I had ever had. It was soft and gentle, but there were hidden intentions in it that made me blush profusely. I got out of the car, reluctantly and started to walk towards the school. I turned around quickly to see him in the same spot, smiling brightly. I waved once and then continued to walk. I could feel the huge smile on my face, and I had no intention of getting rid of it. Edward Cullen was making me one of the happiest girls in the world, and at this point, I wanted everyone to know.