Memo: Thank yooooooou for reviewing! I'm trying to update as much as I can…………..sorry…our teachers apparently decided to make everything due like RIGHT now…

NOTE: I've read like other fanfics and all, but they all say like the same thing that vampires can NOT cry…when it showed how Edward was sobbing when he had to take the venom out of Bella or something…

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all these (wow) characters…………..and I'm REALLY jealous of her right now………………

Edward's point of view

Bella surprising me?

This was a surprise. She never surprised. She usually was the one who was surprised, and I usually did the surprising. I looked back to her face, the one she always held when she was surprised, and I smiled at the thought.

I was mad at Alice. Jasper. And Bella. Bella especially. She expected me to, somehow randomly let her go away for two weeks to make some surprise? And Alice and Jasper both knew I couldn't go on for long without her.

I had already hunted enough for at LEAST two weeks, so I wouldn't have to leave her. My stomach, not much to my surprise, seemed to be giving me problems. Just to see Bella.

I was already in the car when Jasper called. I honestly couldn't wait. Oh well.

I knew I was a party pooper, but I would find out Bella's secret through Esme or Carlisle. They were easy to read, even though I never really read them.

I was going home, and would be there in less than five minutes. I was grinning at the thought of finding out the supposed secret that Bella would be hiding from me.

I quickened my speed to over 110, anxious to find out.

As soon as I stepped in, I found Esme on the couch, watching an endless classic (or so she called it)- Titanic. She was crying at the scene of Rose and Jack on the dock, where they had their first kiss, just before the Titanic hit the ice berg ( a few hours before). I rolled my eyes. I had noticed that the female population always seemed to cry at this part.

I thought about if they had made a movie with the cold-ones or vampires or whatever. It would be interesting. How we would live through their time. Watch them get old. And yet, they would see us, begin to stare at our beauty, or as Bella called, be trapped in a dazzle or so. I wanted to see her so bad.

Esme then put the movie on pause, and turned to see me and smiled. "Edward," she exclaimed. "I didn't expect to see you for at least two more days."

"I know Esme," I said, smiling back, "I finished a bit early."

"No doubt, hoping to see Bella," she laughed. She liked Bella a lot, I could tell.

"Do you know where she is?" I asked.

"No," she frowned. "Why?"

"I thought she was with Alice and Jasper?"

"Sorry Edward," she said sympathetically, "I don't know." She wasn't lying either. I could tell. It was harder for me to enter her mind though, somehow she blocked it partially, but I knew for this that she was not lying.

"Thanks," I replied.

"I know Carlisle's talking with Jasper right now or something. Go talk to him then," she shooed.

I went.

"You can't be serious Jasper," Carlisle said. I noticed that he straightened when he saw me. I also noticed that I could not read his mind that easily. He knew what they were up to. It looked as though he didn't want me to know. "I'll call you back," he said, and shut off the phone.

"Hey Edward," he called. "You're back early. How was the trip?" I could somehow sense his nervousness. It was rare that he was nervous.

"Good. What happened," I asked, curious.

"I have to leave soon. Sorry, I know I just got back. It'll probably only be a week though. So don't worry." He knew that I never did worry.

"Where are you going?"

"I have a conference in Moscow. Apparently I won an award from there someway or another, or at least got nominated."

"Congratulations, have you told Esme," I said.

"I will. I was just about to," he shrugged uneasily.

"What were you just talking to Jasper about," I questioned.

"Edward," he laughed. "You don't expect me to ruin the surprise do you? Believe me," he looked me in the eye, "it's big." So his uneasiness might yet be for another reason.

"Oh," I said. "Okay."

I didn't bother to hide my disappointment, I knew it would show either way.

"I have to go pack though. Bi," he waved.

I then went to Charlie's house. When I got to the doorbell, and after ringing for over a half hour, (and standing in the rain)- I remembered that Charlie was gone for awhile.

I sighed, disappointed.

Her surprise better be good, I thought.

He didn't know how good exactly it was though.