Kayy…The name might change, because it doesn't fit in with all of the story line, which it was supposed to, originally, but now it doesn't. Ha-ha. It will later on, though.

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Chapter 5

One week later…

I was sitting in my room, waiting for Edward to call. Quickly, I glanced at my wristwatch, 10.30 AM. He was supposed to be here half an hour ago, with all of our little "Treetarian" stuff. Needless to say, I was a little bit worried. So I flipped open my phone and dialed his number. "Bella?"

"Yeah. Where are you?"

He hesitated for a minuet. "Sorry I didn't call you. I'm in my mom's car right now; she's trying to find her keys or something."

"That's okay. So what have you been doing?"

"Basically, I've been looking for our notebooks and stuff. But I've run into a bit of a problem with that. See, Alice left for her Fashion show in New York. Not a super major one, but where she could learn a bit about that kind of thing."

What was he telling me this? Alice didn't take the notebooks, did she? But of course she did. I groaned.

"Yeah…" he said, "when I called her on her phone, she said she wanted to have a bit of fun with the Tee Shirt design."

"And she needed to take all the notes?"

He scoffed. "Yeah. Apparently, she hasn't been paying attention to anything we've been telling her about the whole thing, and she said, 'I need to bring the notes along to fully appreciate what we're doing, thus making my designs better.' I can tell you right now, I am going to put them under lock and key when she gets back next week."

When he finished, I started laughing.

"What's so funny, then?"

"It's just so Alice of her, to do that! Her inner designer."

Edward made a gagging sound.

"What? It's true. And besides, I think she thinks that this is the one way that she can really help out with this."

"But that's the thing. She should know better than that, because she has had some pretty awesome ideas."

"Well, yeah, but she is totally awesome at designing, and it makes people pay attention. Cut her a little slack."

Edward sighed. "That's the problem with you. Always bringing out the best in people."

"And that's a bad thing?"

"No, but I'm just saying. There is such a thing as too much of a good thing, you know."

"Seriously? Crap. I'm in trouble now."

"Don't worry. Chocolate doesn't count. Your metabolism is much too fast and you burn it off anyway."

He snickered, and I stuck my tongue out, even though he wasn't here. I had half a mind not to hang up on him. But a question burned in my throat, and I wouldn't be able to ask it if I did. "And who says I've been eating Chocolate?"

"Jasper snuck into your room last night when you were asleep to get a pair of socks or something out of one of your drawers. The Symphony bars I gave to you were gone with the wrappers left, and there were like a hundred different kinds of Hershey Kisses on the bottom of it."

"Remind me to kill Jasper later."

He just laughed.

"Okay, on a lighter note…If you're not coming with the notes, then what are we going to be doing?"

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to catch a movie or something?"

That was unexpected.

"Er – "

"I mean, it's fine if you don't, I just thought – "

"Well, no, I mean, that's fine. But I just don't have any cash or anything…"

"Oh. Yeah, I don't have any either. Ha-ha, I feel smart now."

I chuckled. "Well, we could just hang out here, or something."

"Actually, ask Charlie if it would be okay if you came over to my house for the day. I have something to show you."

This was a nice change of pace. I hadn't been over to the Cullen's house in at least half a year; they had all banned us from there temporarily because of 'renovations.' Of course, my parents were over there a lot, and they were always talking about something that was supposed to be a 'secret'. So I investigated.

"Something to show me? Like, your house is done?"

"Yeah."

"Something that would take all day to show me?"

"Kind of."

"Like what?"

"You'll see. Just ask him, okay? Then call me back."

"Okay, then."

"Call me soon, okay?"

I sighed. "I will."

Then my parents called me from downstairs. "Bella!"

"Gotta go," and snapped my phone shut. "Coming mom!" and went out to the hallway and leaned over the banister. "Yeah?" Charlie looked up at me and said, "Who have you been talking to?"

"Edward."

"Oh. Right. Well, your mom and I are going out for the day with Jasper and Rosalie, and we wanted to know if you wanted to get out of the house for a bit."

As I answered, I pulled my hair into a hair-tie. "What – with you guys?"

"Well, we're going out of town, to do a bit of shopping, and I know you've been asking for a new pair of shoes for a while now."

I bit my finger. "Well, mom, Alice has a pair of the shoes that I was wanting, and they don't fit her. Her dad says she's done growing, and she bought them on sale. So she has to either throw them away or let them clutter up her closet."

"Oh, okay then. So what are you saying?"

"Well, I kind of wanted to go hang out with Edward for the day, if that's okay?"

Charlie closed his eyes, and he looked like he was trying to empty himself of all emotions that were brewing. But before he could say anything, my mom said, "Of course, if it's okay with Esme?" I nodded, and she said, "Well, what are you two going to do today?" I shrugged, and said that he had wanted to show me something. Or whatever.

"Well, we aren't going in that direction of town, so do you think you could get a ride today?" I nodded and explained that Edward was actually on his way right now, and smiled apologetically.

"Okay, mom, you guys get going now! Don't want to be late." I quickly shuffled down the stairs to give my mom and dad a hug and a good-bye, and practically forced them out the door, then pulled out my phone and dialed Edward.

"Hey, my mom said I could go."

"Oh, awesome. We still haven't left to come get you; my mom still hasn't found her keys yet. But we'll be there soon. When we get there, is it alright if I let myself in? I have to go get something from Jasper's room."

I nodded, but then remembered that we were on the phone. "Yeah, that's fine. I'll probably be in my room or somewhere upstairs."

"Okay." In the background, I heard the sound of a door slamming. "That'll be my mom. So I'll see you soon, kay?"

"Okalie-Dokalie. Bye bye."

The line disconnected, and then I walked up my stairs to listen to a mix. I don't know how long I sat there; it could have been an hour, or five minuets. But sooner or later, I heard Mrs. Cullen's car pull up in the driveway, and the front door being opened.

"Bella?" Edward Called.

"Up here!" I said, and then heard his footsteps come up and then fade into Jaspers room. I took the chance to go into the bathroom and wash my face for the third time this morning. I still couldn't hear Edward, so I took out my phone and started making dorky faces into the mirror, and then taking a picture of myself. About ten minuets into this, Edward opened the door while I was sitting on my Counter, and because he didn't knock, being the nervous klutz that I was, I fell off on my butt, behind the door.

"OMC Bella are you alright? Holy snap what did I do?"

Then he walked in and shut the door, so as to see me, and then we held each others gaze for a second before we both burst out laughing, and in a second, slid down the cupboard doors because he was laughing so hard.

"Knock Knock!"

The door opened slightly, and Esme Cullen came forward into the large bathroom to see her son and I sitting on the floor, laughing uncontrollably. "What's going on?"

"I… Bella… fell… she… counter!" Edward said between laughing spasms.

Esme just smiled and said "Come on, Dearest. We should go." Esme held out her hand to Edward, and then Edward got up and grabbed my hand, pulling me up and out the bathroom door.

"We'll be in the car, mom!"

Before I could protest, we were already down the stairs and heading towards the door.

"Mom's gotta pick something up from Renee. She's going to lock up."

"Okay then."

I glanced at him and met his gaze, and then we, once again, started laughing, and only stopped when Esme turned on the car.

"So what are we going to be doing this morning?"

"You'll see."

"Esme! Make him tell me what torture I've submitted to," I pouted.

"Bella, you'll have fun. I promise."

Esme wasn't telling me? This must be big. Soon enough, we arrived at the Cullen's house, which looked even more beautiful than I had remembered. The house had a fresh coat of paint, with a newly added black picket fence going around the perimeter of the back yard. Just a fence and new paint? Not enough to keep everyone away for half a year.

"Now, Bella Darling, you need to go change…"

"Change?"

"Well, you don't know, I suppose. But just go put this on, and then come out to the living room." As she spoke, Esme thrust a shopping bag into my hands to the back seat. "Your mother picked that out herself, mind, so just go along with it."

Edward opened his door, and then held it out to me.

"Thank-you. Now what exactly am I supposed to be putting on?"

Edward just shrugged and said, "I'm not sure, exactly. But if you need to, you can use one of my Tee Shirts or something."

"For what?"

He just shook his head and said, "Inside to change, now."

"Does my mother know about this?" I asked. Edward smiled and then nodded. "It was kind of her idea."

Hmph. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad, or maybe it would be twice as bad as I feared. Ugh. I started to walk up to their front door and then went to the bathroom and set the bag onto the counter and locked the door. Then, I slowly put my hand into the bag, and took out a white card board box and slowly removed the lid.

Oh my Carlisle, what the heck was my mother thinking? I thought as I stared down at a bathing suit. It was a lime green one-piece, thankfully, with a little bit of a skirt at the end. I couldn't wear this! This was a really hilarious joke. My mother knew I didn't swim. And, even if I did, what was the point of having it over here? They didn't have any water sport things. Funny, Mother. Then I started to go into hysterics, which must have alarmed someone.

"Bella?"

I slowly opened the door to find Edward, still in his Jeans and Tee Shirt. I was still laughing, and he looked a little bit frightened.

"Um yeah… What on earth is this?" I held up the suit, and Edward laughed. "That, Bella, is a bathing suit."

"Clearly. Why the heck is it in the box?"

"Because we are going swimming."

I snorted. "And since when do you have a pool?" I peeked behind him through his glass French doors to his backyard, and it was the same as I had remembered it.

"Since we renovated. Come on, I'll show you," he said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me out the back door toward his garage, which looked quite a bit bigger, and said, "We turned it into a pool house."

"Seriously? That's… cool, I guess."

"Yeah. It's got like two bedrooms and a game room and a pool. It's awesome."

I groaned. "I don't swim." He laughed, and then I said, "Seriously! I hate water! I fell into a creek like when I was nine, and then I was in mud and icky fish things and… stuff." I shuddered.

"Bella, come on. That was like five years ago."

I shrugged, and then said, "So? I was practically scarred for life." Edward laughed again, and then started to open the door.

"After you."

"Fine. I'll go, but I'll be mad at you." He laughed, and I stuck my tongue out at him.

I walked in, and then I couldn't believe my eyes. This place was totally… for lack of a better word, awesome. The first thing I saw was a Flat screen TV surrounded by couches and bean bag chairs, and then there was a Foosball table and a Pool table and even a little Kitchen.

"Holy snap, Edward, why did you guys do this?"

He shrugged, and said, "Well, it was kind of a late Christmas present, from all of us for all of us. We all pitched in."

"Yeah…"

"So, I'm going to go to the hall… The bathroom's right there," Edward pointed to a door, "and the Pool's through here." He walked to yet another door, and then said, "Hurry up, 'Kay?" I just nodded, and then turned into the bathroom to put on the stupid bathing suit.

I was so not going to forgive him for this.

Holy snap. Longer-than-it-was-supposed-to-be-chapter. Ha-ha I couldn't decide when to end it. So yeah.

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