CRAP.

The ring was all jess could talk about, even when I explained that I hadn't exactly said yes yet.

"Why NOT?!!" she screamed at me when I enlightened her with this choice bit of info.

"I… well… you know… where so young." or at least I was.

"ARE YOU CRAZY?" I prefer the term challenged,"You love him right? I mean you must, look at the way you acted when he left!" she quickly raked over my features to see if she had upset me. I just rolled my eyes.

"Quite frankly Jess, I don't fully understand why myself." I admitted, and it sounded stupid, even to my own ears. But jess was used to this. She was silent for a moment, and then said,

"we'll I think you should say yes! I mean, pros: he's gorgeous, talented, smart, can totally pick out an awesome ring, and you're both completely in love with each other!" I must have looked unconvinced because with one look at me she continued, "cons: cricket, cricket, and cricket!" oh, I though, I have a con. How about, he's completely thirsty for my blood. But even as I thought it I knew it wasn't true. In fact, if I said yes this "con" would no longer exist because he would be changing me… into one of them. With a sigh I grasped that I would say yes… tonight. I gaped again at the perfect ring. With another sigh, I knew my mind was made up. I was going to be Isabella Marie Swan Cullen.

Giving the incriminating ring one last stare I tore it of my finger and set it carefully into the money pocket in my bag. Before I could fully set it in the pouch I noticed something engraved on the inside of the band. Forever. I sighed again, deciding Edward was just too perfect. The next few classes passed quickly. I could see Edward was worried by my detachment.

"Bella,' he ventured. I turned in a daze to look at him, quickly covering my notebook with my hand. But not fast enough so that Edward didn't see what I had written unconsciously in my bemused state. IMSC covered the entire first page.

"IMSC? What does that mean?" he asked, more to himself than me, as he sensed that under no condition was I going to tell. I felt a blush creeping across my face and flipped my hair around to hide it before I could get the third degree. Too late.

"Bella…," I turned unwillingly to look at him, knowing what would happen when I took one glance at his godlike face.

"Yes, Edward?" I smiled, trying to make my face as innocent as possible. And, of course, it didn't work. He looked at me, confusion and suspicion rolling around in his imperial topaz eyes.

"Are you going to tell me if I ask?" he questioned me, and I could see by the glint in his eye that he already knew the reply.

"Do you really need me to answer that question?" I asked, rolling my eyes. With a frustrated smile, he opened his mouth to retort but the bell to end the period suddenly rang. And yet, he couldn't just let it go.

"Does this have something to do with the ring?" He muttered into my ear as we walked to lunch. I stared ahead, a new blush blazing across my face. "Are you mad at me?" I was about to shake my head when understanding suddenly flooded through me.

"YOU KNEW I WAS WEARING IT!!!!!!!" it wasn't a question. People passing in the halls stopped to stare at our little scene. Edward looked at me, a wary expression covering his face.

"AND YOU STILL LET ME WEAR IT TO SCHOOL!!!" I was furious now (for some reason still unknown to me), tears flooding down my cheeks.

"I though that maybe Jess would be able to change your mind!" he mumbled, his eyes pleading. With one peek at his overly beautiful face my anger subsided. Maybe I'm just a pushover, but I realized he let me suffer though it (and by it I mean having to discuss my marriage with Jessica) only because he loved me. And it worked too, but I wasn't about to tell him that.