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Wednesday

Bella's POV

The alarm woke me and I stumbled to the bathroom to begin my daily routine. It wasn't until I was in the shower that I remembered the breakdown of mine and Edward's relationship. I felt stronger somehow when I woke up, feeling optimistic that perhaps everything wasn't lost and what was, could be found.

After washing my hair in my favourite strawberry shampoo and shaving my legs briefly, I hovered in my room, undecided on what to wear. The day was unnaturally warm yet the sun stayed hidden in the sky. I looked at the two choices I had picked in front of me and chose a deep blue blouse which I matched with indigo skinny jeans and my black pumps. When I was fully dressed and had loosely styled my hair into a pony tail, I realised I was wearing the shirt Edward loved. He also said he loved me. Sighing I took one last look in the mirror, realising that I was running late and walked out the door soon after Charlie.

I stood on my doorstep for a few minutes, wondering if Jasper would come like he did the previous morning. I stood for a while longer and disappointment settled in my stomach as I realised he would not arrive. Grabbing my keys I made my way to my trusty red truck and began a lonely journey to school.

Edward's POV

Ok, mission 1: Get Bella to acknowledge me- hopefully causing her minimal pain.

Mission 2: Get Bella to talk to me.

Mission 3: this would be the hardest...Get Bella to love and trust me again.

On the way to school I listed my priorities in life but of course I only have one...Bella. On the quiet drive I devised a plan to speak to Bella, yet with it being her complete choice. I didn't want to corner her like I did at lunch the day before, it was embarrassing for her and I know that a public confrontation had just caused her more upset. That is why I would let her choose a pace that she found respectable and I would wait as long as she needed.

Jasper's POV

I couldn't face going into school. I couldn't face seeing Bella. After the kiss we shared I hadn't been able to think of anything else. I kept remembering her soft lips on mine and I was amazed at how her delicate skin appeared to soften mine. I wanted to be there for her today but I couldn't be. I couldn't face the stares of our classmates. I couldn't face the stares of my family but most importantly I couldn't face myself and the battle which was taking place inside of me.

When did I develop feelings for Bella?

If I was anywhere near Edward he would know. He would see our kiss in his head and it was crush him. I know I shouldn't care but I do. He hurt me; sometimes I think beyond repair, but he was still my brother and now that the anger has begun to pass, I can see that he and Alice truly view that night as a mistake. So why can'tI forgive them?

I slid myself into my car, I knew I was too late to pick Bella up for school as it was 12pm but I needed to see her. Should I wait for her at school or at her house? What if she didn't go to school? What if she doesn't want to see me? Deciding on an appropriate course of action I started my car and sped down the streets toward her.

Bella's POV

Today was better than yesterday. Edward didn't linger around but I could still feel his gaze burning into the back of my head during class. He was obviously trying to respect my needs and I appreciated that more than I would like. Perhaps it was the guilt I felt about mine and Jasper's kiss, or the fact that I was alone with no support system, but I felt my anger melt slightly towards him. I still avoided being in close proximity to him but I didn't feel my chest cave, in hurt and anger whenever we were in the same room.

I walked to lunch with Angela who had decided to be my personal bodyguard for the day, when the handle on my bag suddenly broke under the weight of my books.

"Oh great, that's all I need!" Angela looked up in surprise at the sound of a thud on the floor beside her.

"Jesus Bella how many books have you got in here?" she asked as she bent to help me collect a couple of scattered books which had escaped.

"Well I need them for my classes; you know I like to be prepared for anything." I realised this sounded a bit defensive but the feeling of embarrassment flooded me, showing in my red cheeks. Angela however, did not take offense and laughed good naturedly.

"Tell you what, you go ahead to the lunch hall and I will meet you there. I'm going to put my books in my locker."

She looked at me worriedly before asking, "But what if you bump into..." she sighed dramatically, "you know who?"

I looked around quickly and noticed the hallway was empty except for a few lingering students. Putting the brightest smile I could muster on my face, I stepped away from Angela.

"I will be fine, honestly. Now go, save me a seat!" She shot one last weary glance at me before conceding and heading in the direction of the cafeteria. It was only when I was alone that I let myself worry about bumping into Edward...or Alice.

I ran to my locker. The faster I move the less chance I have of seeing him. Opening my locker I saw a folded note sitting on the base of the cell. Shoving my books in I carefully removed it, wondering who had put it in place. It could be from anyone, the size would have easily slipped between the small gaps on the door. My hands shaking slight I unfolded the expensive looking paper and began to read the few short lines.

I am so sorry about yesterday, what happened was wrong and I know that.

If you want to talk to me I will come by your house tonight.

Leave your window open if you do.

I looked at the paper once more wondering who it was from. Edward or Jasper?