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Under the Mistletoe

Chapter Three

Edward's POV

My Saturday was spread wide open before me, empty. Most teenagers would rejoice at the uninterrupted period of time to do whatever they wanted, but I was hopelessly lonely. It was sort of pathetic. With Bella suffering her Alice torture, I was by myself in my room, at a loss for what I could do to productively occupy my time. It seemed that I truly couldn't live without Bella. We did everything together and it didn't feel right when I didn't have her by my side.

I sighed longingly, humming absently along with the song emanating from my stereo system. I was sprawled on my bed, my hands hooked around my head as I rested against the pillows. I inhaled slowly. Bella's scent clung to the bed from the last time she had slept over. I still hadn't washed my comforter, wanting it to linger.

A smile tugged at my lips as I imagined Bella's nighttime visits. Technically, she was having girl time with Alice, but we all knew better. Well, except Charlie of course, and no one was planning on telling him anytime soon. He would be suspicious immediately, and nothing we could say would get him to believe otherwise. But Bella and I knew it wasn't like that, not at all. It was just something we did. Two best friends, who needed each other enough to slip some alone time in whenever we could. I wasn't complaining. The feeling of her warm body against mine as we slept was truly heavenly.

It could be so much more than that, though. I watched Alice and Jasper every day, kissing and staring into each other's eyes, lost in their own little world. I knew what Rosalie and Emmett were like too, although they were a bit more…enthusiastic in their relationship. Either way, it was love – something that Bella and I didn't have. Something I wished we did have.

Despite Alice's reassurances that Bella was absolutely and unconditionally in love with me, I wasn't certain if we were ready for that. And I worried; would it destroy our friendship, if things ended…badly? I didn't think I could stand not having Bella, albeit nothing more than a friend. It was enough to just have her near me – almost. But I longed to stroke my hands through her hair, caress her cheek, allow my eyes to confess every bit of my love for her. And kiss her. Oh, how I yearned to kiss those sweet, full, luscious lips.

It was killing me. Eating me up inside. My every cell ached towards Bella when she was near me, and I hated that I couldn't just take her in my arms and kiss her for all she was worth. I was so tired of shielding myself, guarding my love behind a barrier of false smiles and empty words.

I tried hard to concentrate on the parts of Bella that I did have. Her unyielding friendship and loyalty. The kinship I had with her was like nothing I had with anyone else. Even my family didn't really know me, watching as I hid myself behind books and music, but Bella truly understood me. We were one soul in two different bodies.

I groaned and rolled over on my stomach. Daydreaming about Bella would get me nowhere. But it was the only thing I had if I couldn't actually have her. Alice would tell me that I was a coward, and she was right. I was afraid. I was desperately afraid of losing my Bella.

Sighing, I ran a hand through my hair. I had to get up and go do something. I rolled off the bed and grabbed the sneakers that had been thrown down beside the night stand yesterday. I laced them quickly and slipped my jacket on before making my way downstairs.

My mom watched me as I passed through the living room. She was lounging on the couch, a home magazine in her lap.

"No Bella today?" she asked. Usually I left the house early in the morning, so that Bella and I could gain the greatest possible amount of time together. I glanced over at the elegant grandfather clock in the corner. My dad had a thing for old antiques. It was already eleven o' clock. I had wasted a whole morning pining after Bella.

"No," I sighed. "I'm going to the hospital," I told her as I opened the door.

"How's Mandy?" I heard her ask before I could leave. I closed the door again and went to her side.

"Not great." I grimaced. "She was crying last night. Bella and I found her alone in the hallway." I frowned. "Then she wanted to put the star on the tree. We let her, of course, but it was odd because Bella said that she offered to let Mandy do it before, and she got all tense. You know." My mother nodded in understanding. Whenever anyone mentioned something to Mandy that she didn't like, her face would turn white and she would freeze up. She would never tell us why, and we could only guess that certain things probably reminded her of her parents.

"Poor girl," my mom said sadly, fingering the edge of her magazine.

"I'm going to see her right now," I informed her, getting up from my spot beside her. She smiled without saying a word. She might have told Alice or Emmett to be gentle with Mandy, but she knew that I was well aware of how to treat the little girl.

Returning the smile with a crooked one of my own, I left the house.

……….

The drive to the hospital was a lonely one without Bella to keep me company, with her laughter and understanding words. Even when we weren't talking, our silences said everything. I missed all of it. Rarely a day went by when I didn't see Bella at all. She hadn't even come over that morning. Alice had gone to pick her up instead, foreseeing a rather long goodbye between the two if us if we were allowed to see each other.

In an effort to get a chance to be with my Bella, I had even offered to come along with them, despite my all around distaste for Alice's shopping expeditions, but I had been vehemently refused.

"It's a girl thing Edward." Alice had rolled her eyes at me. I didn't try to argue with her, knowing I would lose, even though I was pretty sure that Bella would have loved for me to tag along.

When I got to the hospital it started to rain, though that was no surprise. I pulled my hood up and made a dash for the hospital building. Inside, I admired the decorations, although I'd seen them the afternoon before. I remembered how Bella's face had lit up when she caught sight of the Christmas theme. How her eyes glowed and her cheeks were flushed as she gripped my hand tightly, without realizing she was doing it. How she blushed when she realized our hands were joined, and pulled away quickly. I adored her easy blushes.

I waved a quick hello to the receptionist and she smiled in return. She was young, probably just a little older than I was, and she batted her eyelashes a little as I passed her. Something triggered in my brain and I barely realized she was flirting with me before I was taking the stairs two at a time. I didn't let it bother me. I had eyes for only one girl in my life, and that was Bella.

I could hear singing floating down the hall when I reached the Children's Level. I followed it down the corridor, recognizing Bing Crosby's White Christmas. I smiled a little. It was one of Bella's favorites.

I found the origin of the song in the playroom, coming from the little red boom box sitting on a shelf. The television was on, and a group of smaller children were huddled around it, watching Sesame Street. I didn't know they even aired that show anymore.

My gaze swept the room until I found what I was looking for. The Christmas tree was in the opposite corner, and two big sofas had been situated around it. I saw Mandy, sitting in the corner of the one closest to the window. Her broken leg stuck straight out on the couch and she sat tall, so as not to hurt her ribs. She was staring at the tree, and my heart clenched when I saw the look on her face. It was her signature gaze, the one that made us all wonder if she was really with us, or if a part of her was living another life somewhere far away.

"Hey Mandy," I said softly as I approached her. I didn't settle myself beside her until I was sure that she knew I was there.

"Edward?" She looked up slowly, and her face spread into a smile when she saw that it was, indeed, me. I flashed a lopsided grin at her, enthralled as I always was that I was the one that she would open up to.

"Did you have fun last night?" I asked, trying to keep the conversation light. I wanted to ask her what she had been thinking about a moment before I'd arrived, but knew that it was a bad idea. Soon after the accident, at my father's urging, I had tried it, and the result had been less than satisfying. I recalled Mandy's frozen little form, a moment before the hysteric sobs had started up. An hour later saw her wrapped up in Bella's arms on the hospital bed, still crying. The scariest part had been that she didn't shed one tear. Just one hour of dry, racking, heartbroken sobs. Afterwards, as we drove home, my poor Bella broke down and cried into my shoulder, weeping for the sweet nine-year old who didn't deserve any of what she was suffering. I never wanted to have to see her crying or Bella's again for as long as I lived.

"Yeah." Mandy quietly answered my question. "It's nice that you do that. For the kids, I mean." She frowned. She sounded so grown-up. Weary. Like she had seen too much of the world. My heart cracked. She spoke like she didn't consider herself one of 'the kids' at all.

I patted her leg. "I'm glad you got to be there," I told her. This was the one thing even I could never do – make her understand that we were there for her, and we weren't going to leave her. She could count on us.

But part of me doubted that she felt able to count on anyone right now, even herself. She had just lost her parents, after all.

It was quiet for a moment. Then, Mandy seemed to wake up in this world a little more. The far away look was almost gone, and she seemed genuinely pleased to see me there. She looked a little younger. A little more innocent. I was glad to see her opening up just a bit.

"What do you want for Christmas?" I asked in interest, trying to distract her from whatever woes she was suffering. I picked Christmas at random, but I was pretty sure it would work. All kids loved Christmas.

But Mandy frowned. "I don't know," she said wearily. I bit my lip to keep down the frustration. But then I remembered that the only thing that she could possibly want would never come back to her. I wanted to slap myself for being so stupid.

Mandy's expression became shy, and she looked down at her cast. "Well…there is one thing," she said slowly.

"What?" I asked eagerly. Whatever it was, I would make sure she would have it come Christmas morning.

I watched curiously as her cheeks turned red. Ah, how like Bella she was. Her shy little smile, her blushing, the quiet confidence that radiated from her, despite everything she had been through. All my Bella. My lips twitched and I glanced at the Christmas tree when I thought about how she had reached up to position the star on the very top of it. Her insistence that she didn't need help, the grim determination on her face as she reached up, higher and higher, until she got, the quiet certainty that there was nothing that could stop her from getting it. All my Bella.

Mandy's eyes remained lowered. Her chestnut hair draped over her face like a curtain as she mumbled, "I want to see you kiss."

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, not certain if I had heard her correctly. "Speak up, Mandy," I requested gently, but I was a little nervous that I had heard correctly.

Mandy sighed, and finally she looked up to meet my eyes. "I want to see you and Bella kiss," she said.

Silence.

I almost gaped at her, but at the last second I managed to compose myself. I was shocked. Shocked and appalled. The one thing she wanted, and it was impossible for me to give it to her.

Her hopeful little face stared up at me, and I thought I saw a spark of trust in her eyes. The silence rolled on for a moment as I struggled to think of what I could possibly say to resolve this situation without letting her down.

At last, the best thing I could manage was a 'maybe'. "We'll see," I said with a little smile.

She studied my face for a long moment. "You won't," she decided at last. I opened my mouth to protest, but she continued. "Alice said you wouldn't. Not unless there was mistletoe." Ah. Alice was behind this. It explained a whole lot. That girl was in trouble when I caught up with her.

"Well…" I looked for a way to salvage this. "She was right. But, I don't know if there will be mistletoe here on Christmas Eve. And besides, Bella won't want to be kissed in front of a lot of people." There. That was pretty believable, especially of Bella. She would never want to be kissed in front of anyone. That would suit me just fine, but she would have to want to be kissed in the first place.

"Oh." Mandy frowned in concentration. Leaving her to her thoughts, I considered my own.

Why had Alice told Mandy we would kiss? The poor little girl would have her heart set on it now, and then she'd be broken up when we didn't end up kissing. Alice should know that…which, as I thought about it, was probably why she was doing this. Alice had tried unsuccessfully for years, attempting to get me to confess to Bella that I liked her – although I was pretty love was the more appropriate term now. I had my reasons why I wouldn't, but Alice just didn't understand them. She dropped hints constantly, and I ignored them all.

Now, though, it looked like I wouldn't be able to any longer. Alice had found a way to get to me – and to Bella as well, I was sure. Knowing that Mandy was counting on us would force us to end up kissing. And that was something I was sure neither of us were ready for.

I ended up staying at the hospital for another few hours. I played with Tyler and another boy named Anthony for a little while (trucks, I think), but I wasn't really paying attention. Finally, I just went back to sit with Mandy. I knew the other children were confused by my behavior. Usually I was a very willing and active participant in whatever game they could conjure up, but today my heart just wasn't in it. Mandy didn't talk much for the rest of the day, and I didn't force her to. I sensed that I had let her down in some way, and I cursed Alice again and again for putting me in the whole situation in the first place.

Finally, at around three o' clock, I hugged Mandy gently and gave her a peck on the cheek, before leaving. She looked sad to see me go.

For the rest of the day, I lounged in my room, wondering what Bella might be doing at that very moment. I couldn't stand it, being away from her like this. It wasn't often that we spent any day apart. We did our homework together, hung out together, and sometimes even slept together. She was my life. The only time that we were forced apart was when Alice dragged Bella on those wretched shopping trips. Sometimes I was allowed to come along; usually I wasn't.

I was at my desk when I heard the front door slam shut and Alice call out a cheerful greeting. I jumped straight out of my chair and lunged down the stairs, praying that she had brought Bella home with her, at least to say hello.

But Alice was alone when I reached her, and my movement stopped. I could feel my face droop in disappointment.

Alice smirked, knowing what I was looking for. "What, you can't give your sister a hug because she didn't bring home the girl you're infatuated with?"

I growled.

She rolled her eyes. "Oh please, Edward. You'll see her on Monday."

I stopped short. "Why not tomorrow?" I asked suspiciously, already plotting ways to steal Bella away if Alice was planning another shopping trip.

"Because," Alice told me happily. "You're coming Christmas shopping with me tomorrow."

There was no way in the world I was missing another day with Bella. "No," I said through clenched teeth. "No, no, no. No." She could beg, plead, threaten, bribe. Nothing was going to move me. I was getting my day with Bella whether Alice liked it or not.

Alice just grinned. "Yep, yep, yep." She grabbed a bowl and some ice cream and starting dishing it out, ignoring my seething face. She was already digging in when I managed to speak without exploding at her.

"You kept us apart today; you are not keeping us apart tomorrow too." Even if I wasn't allowed to explode, I was going to stand firm with this one.

Alice clasped her hands together and sighed. "How romantic," she said dreamily. She laughed at my expression. "My poor, silly brother. Edward, if Bella heard half the things you said, she'd be falling all over you."

"Well, she doesn't," I said grimly. "Back to the point. No shopping."

Alice pouted, her bottom lip jutting out. "But you have to get Bella a present. And I know the perfect place…" She sighed. "Oh well." So. She was cheating and playing the Bella card. She knew I could never resist getting Bella anything, and I didn't know when I was going to get to the store and get her a Christmas present.

I groaned and threw my head in my hands. "Fine. You win."

"I know." She laughed her tinkling laugh. I glared at her. It only made her laugh harder, before going back to her ice cream. I ran a hand through my hair. I just couldn't win a fight a fight against Alice.

But at least I would be doing this for Bella. I got my own bowl of ice cream and carried it to my room, considering my possible choices for gifts. I could always get her a book. I grimaced, picturing Alice's face when I told her I was getting for Bella what I got for her ever Christmas. Even I was bored by it, but the eager look on Bella's face when she unwrapped a new book to add to her collection was truly priceless. I treasured that look. What if I didn't earn it this year by buying her something she didn't like?

But my Bella wasn't like that. She would love whatever I got her, simply because it came from me. I hung on to that thought, even though I hoped that I would be able to get her something she would actually like. It would probably be a bigger disappointment for me than for her if I ended up messing up my gift to her. I almost chuckled at that thought. How well I knew her.

Alice would tell me that's exactly why we belonged together. I would ignore her, like I always did.

Even though she was probably right.

……….

Alice had allowed me one phone call to Bella. It wasn't nearly as good as actually seeing her, but I was taking what I could get.

"Hello?" Bella answered her phone breathlessly, expectantly. Like she had known it would be me. Alice's doing, I was sure.

I chuckled as she caught her breath. "You weren't running down the stairs again, were you?" I asked her. It hadn't ended too well the last time she had tried that. Thank goodness I'd been there.

"Maybe…" Her voice was guilty, with a touch of amusement. I was surprised. Usually she beat me up for teasing her about her clumsiness. Even though I was never really teasing her. I just had to conceal my genuine concern for her behind the teasing. I knew my Bella. She always seemed to find trouble, even if she was only left alone for a moment. It scared me to death having to be away from her. What if she needed me?

"So, Alice is dooming you too, huh?" Bella continued. She sounded sympathetic.

I chuckled without humor. "Yep," I said dryly. "Sorry I couldn't come over today," I apologized longingly. Oh, how I wished I could be with her now.

Bella sighed. "It's alright. It's not your fault." Her voice sounded longing, too.

"So, I saw Mandy, yesterday," I said, thinking back to the very interesting conversation I had had with the girl. There was no way I was bringing that up with Bella, and especially not over a phone. If I ever did, it would be when we were together and alone.

"Oh, how is she?" Bella was immediately anxious. Oh, Bella. Always loving. Always selfless. I felt a touch of pride that I could call her – somewhat – mine.

"Ok," I shrugged, although I knew she couldn't see. "She was quiet."

"I'm so worried about her," Bella said, and I could hear the desperation in her voice. "She just keeps getting worse and worse."

I hated hearing her so upset. "It's alright, Bella," I soothed her, although I understood. I was worried too. Once, when Bella was still just my friend, I would have worried with her, but now I felt an overwhelming need to protect her. "She's been through a lot. She just needs time. At least she's talking to us now, and she did the star thing the other night. That had to mean something."

Bella sighed. "You're right." I could tell she was forcing herself to be comforted.

Alice cleared her throat. I glared at her. "Alice is making me go," I said reluctantly. I expected something sarcastic back from Bella.

Instead her voice was very quiet. "Don't leave. I miss you."

My heart clenched painfully. "I miss you too," I choked. She had no idea what she did to me.

There was a frown in her voice. "Are you ok?"

"Fine," I managed. "I just wish I could sit around all day doing nothing with you."

"Yeah." She sounded like she agreed wholeheartedly.

Alice rolled her eyes. She grabbed the phone from me and put it on speaker. "You too are impossible, you know that right? Just tell each other you're hopelessly in love and make out already!" She sounded frustrated. "Do I have to do everything for you?"

By the time she was done I had the phone in hand and off speaker. I was pretty sure Bella had only heard the beginning of Alice's little speech, but I decided that now was the time to go. I put the phone back to my ear, trying to hide my discomfort before speaking. Bella was probably beat red right now, and I didn't want to fuel her embarrassment.

"We're almost at the mall, alright Bella? I'm gonna go. I hope you don't mind." I spoke hurriedly, silently begging her to let it go and just hang up.

There was silence at the other end. Then, finally, "Alright. Bye Edward." And then she was gone.

I rounded on Alice. "What was that?" I growled. I was furious with her, not so much for myself, but for Bella. She was probably crying by herself right now. And I wasn't there to comfort her.

Alice was really lucky that she actually looked repentant as she apologized. "Sorry. I probably shouldn't have done that, huh?" Heck, right she shouldn't have!

"Whatever." I leaned back with a huff. "Don't you dare do anything like that again. I bet she's crying right now." That reminded me. "Oh." Abruptly I was furious again. I glared at Alice. "And that reminds me. Mandy." I left it at that. Judging by her wince, she obviously knew exactly what I was talking about. "Did you tell her about the mistletoe?"

Alice decided that she would get in trouble if she teased me. She was right. "Yeah, I did," she sighed grudgingly.

"Why?" I demanded. She wasn't getting out of it that easily. I was hearing the whole story.

Alice grimaced. "Before you start bashing me, I'll have you know that Mandy mentioned it first." This caught me by surprise. I waited for her to go on.

Alice sighed. "Look, Mandy asked me if Bella was your…significant other, and I sort of said maybe, and she –"

"What do you mean maybe?" I growled angrily.

"I said maybe, ok Edward? And she asked why you two never kissed. And I told her that you would on Christmas Eve if there was mistletoe. And…that's it." She glanced at me, anticipating my wrath.

"Why, Alice? Why did you do it? I don't care about myself so much. And I know Bella doesn't either. But Mandy, Alice." This wasn't about me. This was about a sick little girl who I wouldn't allow to be disappointed. Ever. "It'll crush her."

"If you don't kiss," Alice said smugly. She glanced at me. "I know Bella too, Edward. Maybe not as well as you do," she allowed. "But still. Neither of you would ever say a word if I didn't interfere." She was right, of course, but that still gave her no right to put us in a place that could potentially hurt Mandy. She didn't deserve to be dragged into this.

Alice's face softened. "That, and the look on Mandy's face when she told me about the kiss. I couldn't just say no to her," she pointed out. "You know that as well as I do." I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. Yes. Yes I did know.

I let the subject drop after that, reluctantly accepting that there wasn't any way around the Christmas Eve kiss. Alice didn't bring it up again either, sensing that I was in no mood. We spent the rest of the car ride making small talk. It was almost relaxing, spending this time with my sister, but part of my mind couldn't forget about Bella. She was in every thought I had.

……….

"Alright." Alice turned to me, finally. "We can do Bella now," she said with a grin. I had spent the better part of the day allowing Alice to drag me around the mall as she caught up on some small errands and did Christmas shopping that she hadn't gotten to the day before. I couldn't figure out how she could spend a whole day in a mall and still have shopping to do.

I sighed gratefully as she granted me relief. Finally, I could concentrate on my Bella.

"What did you have in mind?" Alice asked critically, her eyes narrowing.

I opened my mouth, but she flung her hand over it to stop me from speaking. "Don't you dare say books," she said threateningly. I grimaced. That was exactly what I was thinking about.

"It's not like I get her the same book every year," I pointed out. "And there's this new bestseller out that I know she would love. It's called Twilight. Oh, and she desperately a new edition of Pride and Prejudice. She's worn hers out." I smiled affectionately, picturing Bella as she defended her copy of Pride and Prejudice while I rolled my eyes and playfully wondered why she would possibly want to read any book thirty-seven times.

Alice sighed. "You can get her the books, but get her something else too." Her eyes twinkled, and I was automatically suspicious. I knew that look. She had something up her sleeve.

"Very well," I relented. "What did you have in mind?" Because, without a doubt, she had something in mind.

Alice shrugged. "A few things," she said vaguely. "Actually, I was thinking maybe jewelry." She watched me, gauging my reaction. I raised an eyebrow. Jewelry? That was the best she do? Bella didn't particularly like jewelry, not like Alice did. She would wear a necklace or bracelet on occasion, but she didn't fawn over it like I saw some girls doing.

And also, I was thinking about the connotations of getting jewelry for someone who was just a friend.

"Why in the world would I get her jewelry?" I asked skeptically.

"Just take a look in a few places," Alice urged me. "See if you like anything. If you really, truly don't find anything you think Bella would like, you can get her a book, ok?" I couldn't believe I was letting my younger sister manipulate me. Although, I suppose, if anyone could, she'd be the one to do it.

I sighed. Better to just get it over with. "Fine."

Alice beamed. "Great! Come on, I know this perfect place." She took my hand eagerly and weaved us in and around the crowds. We were on the other side of the mall when I managed to pull her to a stop.

"Where are we going?" I asked her impatiently. We'd been walking for ten minutes across the entire building.

"Right here," Alice said, waving her hand in front of her body. I looked to where she was pointing. It was a jewelry store alright, identical to the ten other similar stores that we had passed on the way. I wondered at Alice's motives, but didn't voice my curiosity. If she hadn't explained yet, she never would.

I grudgingly followed Alice into the store. She led me to a few cases in the front, and I was immediately repelled by what I saw. All of the pieces were elaborate and busy. Some had big, fat stones that I didn't find attractive at all, and wondered why some women did. I raised an eyebrow at Alice.

"You're telling me that Bella would wear this?" I asked in a low voice, so that the woman behind the counter wouldn't hear me bashing her merchandise. Although, to tell the truth, it did deserve a good bashing. It was disgusting. I imagined the fun that Bella and I could have in here and nearly grinned.

"What do you think?" Alice asked, just as quietly. I still couldn't figure out what she was trying to do.

"No! She would hate this stuff. So let's just leave." I pleaded.

"You haven't searched half this store, Edward," Alice said confidently. "Take a look around." She nudged me. "Go on. Shoo."

I rolled my eyes. Muttering to myself, I gave the place a quick once over, and found absolutely nothing. I turned to find Alice, but she wasn't behind me like I thought she'd be. I swept the store for her, but she was no where to be found.

Cursing Alice, I started to head back to the front of the store, but before I could get there, something caught my eye. I frowned and made my way over to another case, a smaller one that was nearly invisible from its place in the corner. I peered in curiously. A small sigh escaped my lips at what I'd found. Simple and sweet. Just like my Bella. She didn't need all that crazy junk to make her beautiful. It was one of the things I loved about her.

My eyes traced the contents of the case until I found a perfect piece. I'd struck gold. This was the one. It was so…Bella.

Smiling to myself, I found the cashier and asked politely if she could get me the necklace that I wanted. She disappeared into the back room, and I could tell she was disappointed that I hadn't gone for one of the more expensive pieces. I couldn't have cared less.

With my precious gift paid for, I left the store, ignoring the cashier's eyes, which I knew were on me. I found Alice sitting lazily on a bench outside the store, chewing on a soft pretzel. I reached out for a bite, trading it for my bag.

"What do you think?" I asked her as she pulled it out of its box. She held up at eye-level the little golden dove on its light, fragile-looking chain, inspecting it carefully. I waited curiously, wondering if she disapproved.

Then she looked up at me with a wide grin on her face. "Perfect."


Author's Note-I'm really sorry about the late update! I was sick the past week and I just got back to school on Thursday, so I had a lot of make up work to catch up on. Then, I was going to put it up last night, but I had to drop something off at a friend's house with my dad, then pick up my sister, then go to the store. By the time this chapter was done, it was too late to put it up. Sorry.

I couldn't resist that Twilight reference lol. I hope you liked EPOV. Sorry there was no Bella. There will be more interaction between the two of them next chapter, I promise! In the meantime, please review. I'll update if I get ten reviews(hopefully more?) ok? Thanks!