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A/N: Thank you my wonderful reviewers! I just wanted to make mention of something that recently caught my attention. Fan fics are fictional (hence the name fan FIC). They're based off your creative juices, weather or not it's true for the actual book or movie. I recently received an e-mail where someone was CORRECTING parts of my story. It really irked me. So, now that's out of the way, I give you, chapter 5! dah dah dah dah!
Three months. I had been out of school for 3 months, adjusting to being a vampire, spending every last minute with Edward, except when I was "asleep"… Or so Charlie thought. But nonetheless, it was time to go back to school, new car and all. My truck, bless its departed soul, tried it's hardest to inch past 60, but finally gave out. I'd become quite a fast driver since I'd been changed, finding a thrill in the speed instead of a potential death hazard. Charlie had tried to get me to buy a new car, until Edward offered the car Edward had taken me to prom in, the Vanquish. He was a little uneasy about it; it was acceleration-friendly, and I was bound to be tempted to break traffic laws. Edward told my father I barely made it over 15 in a 25 area, so Charlie finally agreed. I was now driving the Vanquish at a content 110mph to Edward's. He'd finally agreed to let me drive because I now drove at a decent speed. When we got to school, Edward had to talk to Alice about hunting next weekend, and I was immediately cornered by Mike.
"Hey Bella, how was your summer?"
I was in no mood to talk to him now, or ever. "Um… Ok…"
"Mine was great! I got to go to California with Jessica and her family…" I stopped listening at that point, there was too much going on with the Cullens. Edward appeared to be hiding something from my view and showing it to Alice. Alice beamed with delight. "Bella? Were you listening? I was saying how I almost died when we went Kayaking!" he interrupted my thought process. My curiosity got the better of me and as Mike continued to babble, I wandered over to Edward. Mike grabbed my wrist and spun me around. "Bella, I wasn't done." He said rudely.
"Mike, what are you doing?" He was hurting me, which meant that he was really trying to inflict pain. "Mike, stop it! You're hurting me!" I said just loud enough for Edward to hear above every other voice. He was by my side within seconds. "What are you doing to my girl Newton?" he growled. Mike still pressed harder on my wrist and pulled me away from Edward. In a blink of an eye, Edward had Mike pinned against the wall with one hand. Mike tried to right himself, but Edward wouldn't let him go. Alice was at his side whispering, "Edward let him go, not here." I stood between Mike and Edward and looked at Edward meaningfully. "Edward, please, just let him go. Let's just go home and cool down." I put my hand on his arm and stroked it lightly. "Please?" I asked. He let go, and just before Alice and I could pull him away, he said, "You got lucky this time Newton."
Ever since that day, Mike has avoided me, but with him went Jessica. I didn't care much, I was far to busy with discovering what I could do. For example, if I were to hold Edward, his body would become almost warm. Charlie hadn't noticed anything abnormal about me spending more time with the Cullens than I did with him. It had been one of the few times I spent with him, dinner, when he asked unexpectedly, "Bells are you going to stay the night with Alice again?" This was the lie I'd frequently told him; if he only knew what really happened. "Yeah dad, actually, Alice and Rosalie were going to take me shopping tomorrow, so I may not be home till later." He eyed me suspiciously, "Bells, I trust you and everything, but…" Uh oh. This wouldn't end well. "But what?"
"I was wondering what you did at these sleepovers?" he asked tentatively.
Not what I expected, but just as bad. "Well, Alice, Rosalie and I paint nails, talk about boys, burst into unexplained laughing fits…" That wasn't entirely lying; we did do that on occasion. "Why do you ask?"
"I don't know… I just was wondering why you didn't invite Alice and Rosalie over here." I stopped eating; I was only eating so he wouldn't notice anything. Edward was right: it tastes like dirt… "Well, there's not enough space in my room for the 3 of us." Ok, maybe stretching the truth there a little. "Well, ok. I just want to see more of them, tell them they're welcome here."
"Ok dad, I will. Look, I got to go; I'm going to be late. I told Alice I'd be over by now." I said, and rushed out of the room to grab my bag of things: pajamas, my hygiene bag, clothes for tomorrow, and clothes for tonight. Edward promised to take me to a club, and something about dancing tonight felt necessary. I bolted outside and into the Vanquish after a quick goodbye to Charlie. I backed out of the driveway slowly, for Charlie's sake, and floored it as soon as I was out of his sight. "You really should slow down, you may crash Bella," came a familiar voice from the back seat, but not the voice I'd expected.
A/N: Hmm…Who could be in the back seat? You'll have to wait and see! Sorry it's kinda short, but I hope you liked it anyway.
