A/N

Edward's point of view for this chapter!

All the character's belong to Stephanie Meyer.

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Chapter 8 Old Friends

"Hello." Bella breathed into the phone. We had been texting each other for about two minutes. But I just wanted to hear her clear voice again.

When I got home I couldn't even eat, my stomach was jittery and I was shivering like a naked person in Alaska. Alice somehow thought I had 'something' going on with Bella. She was close, but not close enough. I already came to the conclusion that Bella was not a romantic interest of sorts- I just felt like she would be a really good friend of mine. She was different from anyone else, and interesting. I was just anxious because I wasn't used to getting to know new people, growing up in such a small town and I've never really had any friends since Jacob. I usually have my guard up for people, but something about Bella made me think twice.

"Hey." I replied.

"So you wanted to talk about music?" she inquired.

"Yeah." I said, lamely. I just used that as an excuse to talk to her. I scanned my brain for music-related questions."What was the last song you listened to?" I asked after a few seconds of thinking.

"Well, it's classical so you probably won't know it." She spoke in the same tone she used earlier today. It was like she was always warning me about herself. Silly Bella. She couldn't hurt a fly.

"Try me." I smiled, amused at the thought of her being 'dangerous'.

"Clair De Lune- Debussy." I heard her smirk. Little did she know that I could play that in my sleep if I wanted to. But how would she know that song anyway? No-one in Forks High knew that song and I knew that for sure. At the last Christmas show, I played it for the school and everyone was asking me if I composed it myself.

"I actually love that song."

"Really? Prove it." I could tell her chocolate eyes were squinting. I hummed the melody to her. I could hear her sigh.

"Okay. Fine." She sounded disgruntled. I snickered at her defeat. I was about to ask her another music-related question that I had thought of, then she asked me her own question instead. "Edward, can I ask you something?"

When people ask me that question, I usually can always tell what they're going to ask me or the gist of what they're going to say. But Bella was different. I can never tell what she was going to say. That's what I liked most about her. But it's also what I disliked the most about her as well. "Sure."

"Why are you talking to me?" She sounded upset.

"I like you, and I like talking to you." I smiled reassuringly even though she couldn't see it. I know she wasn't treated so well last week at school, so I guess she had a wounded self-esteem after all of that.

"You don't like me." she said simply even though it was the absolute opposite. In such a short space of time, she's made me laugh more than all of the students at Forks High put together.

Silly Bella

"How could you know that?"

"You don't know me." She stated with care.

"Well I like you so far and I want to know you." I retorted.

"No you don't." She sounded like the angry kitten I bantered with at Film Club, but now she was a sadder version.

I decided to distract her and asked the most random question I've asked up to date. "When was the last time you sneezed?"

"Uh. Well. In the last Christmas holidays. I can't really remember the exact date. How about you?" She sounded dizzy or distracted. I held in a chuckle.

"Two Saturdays ago. I was walking home from extra Football practice and it suddenly started raining on Friday night so I got pretty ill the next day." Emmett Mccarty, my football coach couldn't drop me off at home like he usually did after practice. He had a date with a 'hot blonde chick'. I think her name was Rose or something like that. Emmett was young, maybe 25, and understanding. He was like a big brother to me and he rarely went on dates anyway so I didn't mind walking home, until it started raining.

"Yeah, well you know Forks." She said 'Forks' like it was the plague.

"Oh yeah, sometimes I forget you're new here. You're skin just fits so perfectly with the environment." There was no sign of an Arizonian tan on her, but I was still wrong. She didn't fit in. Her skin was a creamy, ivory colour. Everyone else here was just plainly pale.

"Yeah, that's why they kicked me out of Arizona in the first place."

I laughed at how seriously she said it and recovered my self. "How was Arizona, anyway?" I asked.

"Warmer and nicer." She said slowly and vaguely, like she was deciding just the right words to describe Arizona.

"Nicer?" I wondered.

"Yeah. I mean the people." She explained, hastily. So she didn't like anyone here? Including me? I don't know why, but I felt hurt. Even though I barely knew this girl.

"I'm not nice?" I asked, making my voice sound like I didn't even care about her answer, even though it meant everything to me at that moment.

"You're the only nice one really. And your sister." She sounded truthful enough, but with Bella I never knew what was going on.

"Thanks. But she's a fashion-crazy demon." She laughed at my, sadly true, joke. "You think I'm joking? Just wait for her to take you on a shopping spree." That wasn't a joke and Bella didn't seem like the type of girl that was into shopping. "I've got to go now, Bella. Sleep well, I'll see you in Biology." I whispered.

"Sweet dreams." She mumbled. I hung up and threw my phone on my bed. I had a stupid smile on my face that I couldn't take off.

Stupid

I looked up at the clock. It was going to nine which meant that it was dinnertime. My family didn't get a lot of sleep, so our dinnertime was late. We had to wait for Carlisle to come home from work so that we could have a 'family dinner'.

I could smell food cooking, so I went to the kitchen to help my Mum out. "Edward, you look so flustered." My mum observed as I walked into the kitchen. I kissed her cheek and assured her I was fine. The bell rang. "Maybe your father couldn't find his front door key, open the door Edward, its raining." My mom ordered me. I ran to the door because it was pouring outside and opened it. Instead of the blue eyes I was expecting, I looked into a dark pair. He smiled at me, his white teeth contrasting with his russet skin while I glared back.

Jacob fucking Black

I didn't dislike him because I cared about Tanya. I disliked him because he betrayed me. What if I did care about Tanya? He still would've done all that he did.

My mother walked towards us muttering 'Why Can't he close the door? What is taking so long?' to herself. When she saw the dog, she smiled her fake smile at him, still beautiful, but cautious. Esm Cullen was always prepared for all types of social situations, and this wasn't an anomaly. "Hello, Jacob. What a surprise!" She sounded happy to see him, but I could hear the undertone of unfriendliness. Not able to look at him for another second, I went back inside and laid the table out for everyone. She'd get rid of him. Five minutes later, my parents walked in. My father's blonde hair looked brown, darkened by the rain. "Hey, Dad." I greeted him with a smile. My smile faded as Jacob walked in, slightly shorter due to my mother probably telling him to take his shoes off- but still really tall.

"Hey, Edward." My dad smiled back. "Jacob is going to be joining us for dinner. He was in the neighbourhood and it started to pour so he came to the first home he knew" Jacob flashed another fake smile at my direction.

Why was he even here?

"Honey, you'll have to set another seat for him." My mother smiled at me, but her eyes were concerned.

As I laid the rest of the table, Alice danced downstairs and into the kitchen. She didn't even try to hide her distaste once she saw him. "What the fuck is he doing here?"

"Language, Alice." My father chastised half-heartedly.

Ten minutes later, we were all eating. The food was great, but I couldn't appreciate the flavour because a dog was talking with my parents. "It's been nearly a year, Jacob. How's life in La Push?" My mother asked. Jacob and I made our friendship when I visited the First beach at La Push as a six year old. He didn't go to the schools in Forks.

"It's good, getting quite serious now." He replied, scoffing down some potato. "I miss old Eddy here though, he took the thrill out of being with Tanya so I dumped her." He winked.

He had the nerve

I left the table without finishing my food, stormed out of the dining room and shouted out a stressed 'Goodnight' before heading upstairs.

My mood went from one side of the spectrum to a whole other side. I was infuriated. Somewhere in my heart, I missed Jacob. But not the douche he was now.

Once I reached my bedroom, I took my phone and scrolled though my short text conversation with Bella seven times. In the middle of the eight time, I fell into a bitter sleep.

A/N

I don't know if I'll be able to update on Friday because I'm moving county, so that's why I made this chapter extra long. But, I'll try. If I don't update on Friday, There definitely will be an update on Monday.

If you're Team Jacob you probably won't like this story hehe.

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