Disclaimer: O Eclipse, Eclipse, where fore art though Eclipse??? Deny thy author and become mine!!!!!! I wish……

A/N: Heya! i'm back!!! yay!!!!!!!! im so frustrated though. youll figure out y by the end of this chapter. i think im getting a little better. i have pretty good paragraphs and more detail. it still skips around a little, but im trying to get to my big plot starter. tell me wat u think. i love listening to people guessing the wrong answer. hehehe.

Dancing

Oh no. A school dance. This was great. Just great. Dancing was the other bane of my existence. "ooooo! They're having the girl ask guys dance early this year!!!!" Jessica seemed so excited, well maybe I would be too, if I wasn't such a klutz.

I continued walking down the hall to English. Jessica hurried to catch up. "So, who are you going to ask, Bella?" She seemed truly interested. "umm,probably no one," I answered truthfully. Who was I supposed to ask? I was way to shy and going to a dance would end up as a big, embarrassing mistake.

"why not? Eric Yorkie seems to like you an awful lot. Or maybe Tyler?"

I noticed that she had steered clear of mentioning Mike's name. It didn't matter. He was a nice guy and all, but he was really clingy. He was always hanging around and did whatever I told him. He was like a retriever, or my slave. I disliked having this much control over him. He was a nice guy, but I didn't really feel any sparks between us.

"Actually, I'm going to Seattle that weekend," I explained. I was so proud of myself for coming up with that quick lie.

"Oh, well, you wouldn't mind if I asked Mike then?"

"No, I don't mind at all. Go ahead Jessica. You and Mike will have a great time together." I was very pleased. Maybe if Mike and Jessica started going out, then Mike would have something to distract him from me. Jessica looked excited. I hoped this worked out alright. Otherwise, I might have to face Mike myself. That would not be my idea of fun.

In English Mike came and sat next to me. That was normal now. He got out a sheet of paper and started writing me a note. That wasn't normal. He passed it to me without the teacher noticing. It said, "Hey". Wow, long note. I wrote back, "Hey, what's up?" He started to write something, but the teacher started to circle like one of those vultures circling that's sited it's prey. Obviously, we were supposed to be working on some assignment that both Mike and I had missed, due to our note writing.

He quickly stuffed the note into his bag before the teacher could see it. Good. It would be exceedingly embarrassing to have to read it aloud. I mean, there was nothing in the note, but I hated getting in trouble. Plus, I would probably trip and start blushing. We eventually figured out what we were supposed to be doing by peeking around the classroom. The note and what was up with Mike completely fled from my mind for the rest of the morning.

I was so tired that I tripped ten times more often than usual. I hated all the rain. It kept me up late at night. Plus, I hated the always damp feeling I was getting.

Lunch was a dreary affair. Neither Jessica, nor Mike was sitting on my side of the table like usual. This could only mean one thing. Mike had turned her down. This was a depressing thought. Why would he turn her down? I started getting a feeling why.

I hadn't noticed the glances he had been sending my way and suddenly the note came back into my mind. Oh no! How was I supposed to avoid this? I cautiously headed to biology. Mike didn't walk with me.

I saw Jessica stalk pass me talking to Lauren. I heard them say something like, "She's stealing all of the cute ones." Wow, I hadn't been looking for any trouble. She didn't mean all of the guys, did she? It was just Mike, wasn't it?

I pushed this thought from my mind as I sat down in my seat. Mike immediately sat on the edge of my table to talk. "Hey Bella" That was normal. "Hey Mike, so I heard Jessica asked you to the dance."

He suddenly looked nervous and a little upset. "um, yeah, well, I told her I'd have to think about it."

"Why?" I decided that playing dumb would be best for this situation.

"Actually, I was kind of hoping I could go with you?" he seemed mortified that he'd actually asked me, but eager too. "I'm really sorry Mike, but I think you should say yes to Jessica…"

He looked crushed and I felt terrible, but most of my remorse melted when he said, "Oh, so you're already going with someone? Who?" This was getting a little to close to my discomfort zone. Maybe I should face him now?

"Actually Mike, I'm going to Seattle that weekend. I can't get out of it, sorry" So much for that plan. He did look a little bit happier. Wow, so far he hadn't taken the let down so bad. Of course, it wasn't much of a let down.

Suddenly, Mike was rapped on the head with a ruler. "Go back to your seat now, Mr. Newton," reprimanded Mr. Banner. I heaved a sigh of relief. Thank god I was out of that situation. For now.

Mike was on my team in Gym. We'd moved on to soccer and Mike still hadn't reentered the topic of the dance, even though he'd walked with me. Maybe he would be too distracted during the game to bring it up again. I knew I would be. This was the perfect sport for me. A dangerous little ball comes up under my feet to trip me, while people try and trip me to get to the darned ball. Very exciting.

After I left the nurses office to get my arm bandaged up I noticed Mike waiting for me in the pouring rain. He started walking me to my truck. "You know you don't need to walk me Mike, your car is on the other side of the parking lot and you'll get drenched." He protested at first, but I convinced him that he should go find Jessica and tell her he wanted to go with her to the dance. He pouted a little, but left me to walk the rest of the way on my own.

Someone was outside of my car waiting for me. I was a little nervous because I couldn't tell who it was. Finally, when I was close enough to see, I heard Eric say, "Hey Bella."

"Um hey Eric" I was still reeling from the aftershock of Mike asking me to the dance and banging my head on the ground in gym, so I didn't notice his strained voice at first. "Uh, I was sort of wondering if you would go to the dance with me?" I stared at him. He couldn't be serious. "I can't, I'm going to be in Seattle that weekend."

"Oh I see. Bye Bella." He walked away awkwardly. I stared after him. When I could barely see him anymore, I saw him run into the cafeteria.

How many guys were guying to ask me out today? Someone had to be pulling my leg. Was I on Punked? But I wasn't famous! I was extremely freaked out at this point. I got into my car and tried to calm down. I was the same person that I had been in Phoenix, wasn't I? I started the engine, and the loud roaring of my truck calmed me down some.

I pulled out and ended in line behind the silver Volvo. The Cullen's silver Volvo. I could make out a face in the rearview mirror. Alice Cullen seemed to be looking at me intently. I stared back, until a loud honking brought me out of my reverie. I looked over my shoulder and out of the dirty, rear window, I could barely make out Tyler waving at me.

I turned back to see why the Cullens weren't moving their car. It was then that I noticed that Alice was the only one in the car. I could see the rest heading this way. It was going to take them a couple of minutes to get here at the rate they were going.

I glanced back over my shoulder. A mini backup had started to form and Tyler wasn't in his car anymore. I looked around trying to figure out were he was, when he stopped next to my window. He was saying something to me, but I couldn't understand what it was through the glass. I reached over and started cranking the window down. It was a wasted effort. I gave up when the window was barely open.

"Sorry Tyler, but I'm stuck behind the Cullens!" I said slightly annoyed. I hope it wasn't completely obvious in my tone. I had just used up all of my patience already today, on explaining to both Mike and Eric that I wouldn't go to the dance with them. More like that I was too busy to go with them. "I know Bella, actually I just came over to ask you something"

Oh. My. God. This was NOT happening. If I wasn't so shocked I might've started to hyperventilate. "I was wondering if you would ask me to the dance?" Be nice, I told myself, it's not his fault that you've already had to tell two other guys no today. "I'm sorry Tyler, but I'm going to be in Seattle that weekend," I said using my polite tone of voice. "Oh, That's what Mike said." What?

"Then why did you ask me if you already knew?"

"I thought you were just letting him down easy. It's cool, we still have prom."

Before I could think of an answer he had already turned and walked away. I hope he wasn't serious about the prom. "Prom," I groaned. Hopefully, all of these guys would have forgotten all about me by then. By tomorrow would be even better.

I focused back on the Volvo's rear window. All of the Cullens were seated now, but they still weren't moving. They all had they're heads turned to look at me. It was almost as if they'd heard the entire conversation and knew what I was thinking. Suddenly, someone honking from behind us ended our staring contest. They swiftly turned around and pulled out onto the highway, with me close behind.

When I reached the exit that led to the grocery store I pulled off the highway. I decided that I needed something besides the fish that Charlie brought home, to eat tonight. I had been thinking about making chicken parmesan for the last week. I wasn't that terrible a cook so I figured I could pull it off. I had the recipe that I'd gotten off the internet tucked in my pocket.

I went inside and headed down the various isles, getting all of the ingredients I would need for this, and various other future meals. Finally, after paying for my bags of groceries and loading them in the car, I headed home. Charlie's cruiser still wasn't there. That didn't surprise me because ever since my mom had left, he'd started to work late. I guess at first it was his way of coping, and now it was just habit.

I hurried inside and stuffed all of the groceries into random cabinets, leaving out only the ones I would need tonight. I hoped Charlie wouldn't mind, but the kitchen seemed to have been the least used room in the house, before I moved in. I started slicing the chicken breast into good sized portions. We would probably have leftover for tomorrow, too.

Next, I chopped the vegetables for the sauce. As my hands got into the steady chopping motion, my mind started to wander. What was up with the Cullens? They were so strange. I rarely saw them talk to anyone outside of their family. I had also heard that they were all child prodigies, smarter than most of the teachers here, if not all.

While I was cutting up the last tomato, my hand slipped. The smell of blood instantly made me feel dizzy. I rushed to the sink and stuck my hand under the running water. When most of the blood had washed down the drain I got a piece of paper towel, some Neosporin, and a band aid. The cut wasn't that bad, but I still cleaned it up. By the time I was done, Charlie was just pulling into the driveway.

"Bella?" he called, "are you home? Well who else would be chopping vegetables in your kitchen? "Yeah dad I'm in here cooking. How does chicken parmesan sound?" Charlie enthusiastically agreed to the change in his diet. He must have felt awkward just standing around, so he went and watched sports while I finished up.

We ate in silence and after I was done I washed the dishes. When I was free from that chore I decided it would be best to do my homework. I didn't want to give all the teachers a bad impression. Doing my trig homework was extremely boring. I hated trig, but I pushed on and came out alive.

I looked at my clock. It was only 9, but I was dead tired from everything that had happened today. I didn't want to think about anything, so I laid down and softly played some classical music to put me to sleep. The rain stopped and I got a good nights sleep for my first time in Forks.

A/N: EDWARD ISNT HERE YET!!!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. RRRRRRRRRRR. RRRRRRRRR. RRRRRRRRRRRR. SOMEONE PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY!!! or u could encourage me to write faster so that Edward will show up sooner. ;D