A/N: okay, i admit it! I haven't updated in like a week. IM SORRY!!!!!!! It IS summer dincha no. A girls gotta have some fun ;D

Disclaimer: If i launched Stephenie Meyer into outer space on a firework do you think i'd inherit Twilight?? Wait. Are u telling me i never have a chance of owning it? How can u be so cruel????

I moved weakly to my table and sat down. Someone's chair was squeaking. I realized it was my own because I was still shaking.

Mr. Banner walked in carrying a couple of boxes and set them down on Mike's table. He demonstrated how we would find out our blood type on Mike's poor, innocent finger. I watched as the blood dripped out of his open wound. I couldn't stand looking at it any longer so I laid my head down onto the back of my arms and stared at the black tabletop.

"Bella, are you alright?"

"No Mr. Banner, I'm not feeling well," I replied.

"Do you need to go lie down in the nurses office?" He asked with concern. I numbly nodded my head. I didn't think it would be a very smart idea to open my mouth anymore.

"Would any mind taking Bella to the nurse?" he asked the class. I didn't need to look up to know who would volunteer. In the back of my mind I wondered if he was mad at me for not sitting with him at lunch.

"Do you need help walking, Bella?" Before I could respond, Mike reached down and helped get me standing. I leaned heavily on him as we walked out of the classroom. As soon as we were around the corner I sat down on the pathway.

"Please Mike, I just need to sit for a minute." I put my head on the sidewalk and curled up into a ball, trying not to be sick. "Wow Bella, you're green," he said nervously.

"Bella!" Another voice yelled. Oh please let me be having a nightmare! "Is she okay?" Edward asked at a much more reasonable talking distance. "I-I don't know. I think she may have fainted," Mike stammered.

"Bella," whispered a musical voice close to my ear. "Noooo," I groaned. He chuckled and suddenly, I felt two cold, hard arms wrap under my body. "You can go back to class now," he told Mike. "But I was supposed to take her to the nurse!" I heard him yell angrily, but we were already far ahead.

"You know Bella, you shouldn't scare people like that. I thought Newton was dragging your body off and I was going to have to get revenge," he chuckled. I didn't answer. The swaying wasn't helping my stomach and I was still surprised he was so close to me.

Somehow, he managed to open the office door while carrying me. I heard an intake of breath from someone here. I opened my eyes to see Mrs. Cope holding the door open and a surprised nurse setting down her novel. "She fainted in biology," Edward explained, "their blood typing." The nurse sighed. "There's always one." Edward quickly set me down on the one cot and went to stand in the farthest corner.

"Does this happen often?" The nurse asked. "Sometimes," I replied. She nodded. "Let me go get you some ice. Oh, and you can go back to class now," she said to Edward.

"I'm supposed to stay with her." He said it with such authority, that the nurse went away with her lips pursed, but didn't question him. Edward was still in the farthest corner and had been still as a statue until he had responded to the nurse. He went back to being a marble god. He was so still I doubted he was breathing.

I wasn't feeling very ill anymore. Behind his glasses, I was almost positive that Edward's eyes were focused on me. It made me nervous, so I took my hair and let it fall between us. I peeked at him through my mahogany shield.

"It looks like you're feeling better." His voice was soft, subdued, but their was something under it. Something he was trying his hardest to hide. It sounded like a cross between frustration and restraint.

"Yes, thank you," I replied in the same formal tone. Edward grinned and the sun bounced off of his perfect, white teeth. Then, the nurse walked in through one door just as Mike came in hauling Lee Stephens, another boy in our class, through the door that connects to the office.

"Quick Bella, go out to the office," Edward told me. His teeth were clenched together and his forehead was wrinkled. He was right behind me as, without a second thought, I ran into the office. I looked up at him. He was pinching the bridge of his nose, but his voice was surprised as he spoke.

"You actually listened to me?"

"Yeah, I could smell the blood." Now Edward let go of his nose and looked up at me. From what I could see of his face, he was more than surprised, he was incredulous. "Humans can't smell blood."

"Well, I can. That's what makes me sick. It smells like salt and rust," I grimaced. He stared down at me for a long moment until Mike walked in.

"Well you look better," Mike said, almost accusingly. "Just keep your hand in your pocket," I warned. "It's stopped bleeding now," He mumbled, but complied.

"So Bella, next weekend I was thinking that we could get a bunch of people together and go to the beach like we've been planning. The weatherman says it's supposed to be sunny." I tried to sound enthusiastic as I replied. "Okay, sounds like fun I'll talk to you about it later."

Mike lingered for a moment looking between Edward and myself before leaving. I didn't like the way his body language had been telling Edward he wasn't invited. "See you in Gym Bella." I pondered my situation for a moment and then groaned.

"Gym," I muttered under my breath. Somehow, Edward heard me. "Here, go sit over there and try to look pale." He pushed me toward one of the office chairs. This wouldn't be that hard. I'm always pale and my recent swoon had left a light sheen of sweat on my face.

"Mrs. Cope," Edward cooed, "Bella isn't feeling well I was thinking a should bring her home."

"Oh yes Edward, that's very nice of you to offer, do you both need to be excused from your last class?" She fluttered. Why couldn't I do that?

"Bella has Gym and my teacher won't mind. Thank you very much Mrs. Cope."

"Oh, well, I hope you feel better Bella." She looked over at me for the first time. "Do you need me to carry you?" Edward's voice was polite, but when he was facing me I could see his cocky grin. "No, I think I'll be alright." I held in my scowl so as not to alert Mrs. Cope. I got up a little shakily and headed out the door. Edward was by my side in an instant.

"Ready to go?" I asked him sarcastically. He just kept walking forward. He kept a no contact space in between us that made me feel kind of awkward.

As we were walking, I tripped. I was still dazed from fainting earlier and my lack of balance didn't help either. Edward caught me, but his sunglasses fell off. I looked up and stared into his ruby eyes.

OOOOOO YAY!!! CLIFFY!!! bet all of u saw that coming. i wasn't going to make it happen yet but i decided my plot was taking to long. sry for the long wait and i'm sad to report that next week i'm going to Germany for three weeks. You'll just have to survive without me! M/b if u review i can get another chapter in before i go ;D