I was seriously beginning to wonder if there was a god.

"Bella? What are you doing here?"

"Erm, I'm actually looking for Alice… I must have gotten the wrong house though, sorry!"

I began to turn to hurry away when his hand caught my arm. His arm dropped instantly as he felt my body tense.

"Sorry… eh, no you do have the right house. I'm Alice's brother. Come on in."

His expression was awkward and he shoved his hands deep in his pockets obviously feeling he may have crossed a line in our chemistry buddy relationship. He stepped to the side to allow me to enter and I tentatively stepped through the doorway, finding the interior of the house was far more exquisite that the exterior.

"Wow" the whisper escaped me. The room was crisp white, with a high reaching ceiling and a back wall make solely of glass. Sunlight poured in the windows, beautifully illuminating the room. Spotless white leather sofas were expertly placed around the room and a black grand piano sat on an elevated platform to the left. The black was a stark contrast to the otherwise purely white entrance room. Though it was slightly to the side, the piano was clearly the main focus in the room. It was clear that it was someone's pride and joy. The sight before me left me speechless and with a pang of jealousy. Why couldn't my house look like this?

I heard a nervous chuckle and spun round to see Edward shyly scratching the back of his head and a small smile on his face.

"Heh heh… yeah, my mum went a bit crazy with the whole white…. colour scheme"

"Oh no, it's beautiful. Honestly! Whose is the piano?"

"it's mine. My baby" he joked.

"Really? You been playing long? I've always wanted to play an instrument but I'm rubbish with them."

"Ha ha ha…. I may just have to teach you then sometime". The small smile on his face had grown and stretched further across his face. I was now struggling to concentrate more on the words coming from his mouth than the sparkle of his emerald green eyes.

"BELLA!!!!"

My energetic, vertically challenged friend Alice suddenly stormed down the stairs. Next thing I knew I was gripped in a vice like hug. She was incredibly strong for such a tiny person. When she finally released me and stepped back I was able to take in her outfit. A small black tank top clung to her torso and an extremely short ruffled, neon pink skirt showed off her knee high, stripy, aluminous sock cladded legs. She had also teamed a pair of black hobo gloves with this ensemble.

Aw bless. My little scene kid

"Ahhh!! Alice!" Edward yelled covering his eyes with his hands. Alice face dropped and was overcome with concern for her brother's health.

"What's wrong Edward?"

"Your clothes!! I think I'm blind" I tried to muffle my laughter but the sniggers escaped my lips.

All signs of concern on Alice's face had disappeared as she glared at Edward.

"I hate you Edward Cullen". She pouted like a five year old. This only mad the situation funnier.

"You love me really" Edward picked her yup and swung her in circles, just as he would a child of the age she was acting. Alice's giggles filled the air as the spinning made her giddy. It was clear to see that they were once of the very few siblings that got on well and was fairly close. How much more perfect could Alice's life get?

Finally Edward set his younger sibling back down, starting to feel dizzy himself. Once he regained his balance he grabbed a leather jacket of the coat stand next to the door and put it on.

"Well I'll see you guys later. I'm off to Emmett's right now." He hugged Alice goodbye and tipped his head politely to me. I couldn't help but notice how well his butt looked in his jeans as he walked out the door.

"Oh my god! You just checked out my brother!"

Crap! Damn my obvious wandering eyes!

"n -, n-, no I wasn't!" I squeaked. Thankfully at this stage Edward had already closed the door behind him.

"Suuuuuure…." my cheeks started to heat up under her scrutiny.

"Anyway", she continued, "let's head up to my room. You can leave your bag there and then we can start on our movie fest." I sighed in relief, glad she had dropped it. Something told me though that this was not going to be the last I heard of this.

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Four long movies later it was two in the morning and Alice was sprawled across the couch, snoring lightly. We had gone down to Alice and Edward's "den" in the basement of their house. It was filled with everything a teenager could want in their entertainment room. Huge cushiony couches, a wide wall mounted plasma screen TV, a pool table, a jukebox along with various old school arcade games. Along with watching copious amounts of movies we also devoured a surprising amount of junk food for just two people. The large bowl of popcorn we had gone through had been extremely salty and left me with a raging thirst. I decided to venture out of the den in search for the kitchen.

Dressed only in my giant hoddie and pyjama shorts I crept upstairs and through the house until I found the large stainless steel kitchen. It took me ten minutes to find a glass but unfortunately that was not my biggest problem. I could not for the life of me figure out how to work the tap. No matter which way I twisted or turned it, nothing happened.

"Here, let me help you." I jumped a foot in the air at the sudden voice behind me. "God I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" It was my bronze haired lab partner who had startles me.

"You scared the beh-jasuz outta me!" I was met by a puzzled look from Edward. It was only then that I realised what he was wearing. Or more like what he wasn't wearing. A shirt. If I had been impressed by his butt earlier it was nothing compared to the toned and defined stomach that greeted me now. All he wore was a pair of flannel pyjama pants. I could now see that Edward was actually rather built, but not excessively so, something that I did not find appealing.

His eyes followed my gaze and we both simultaneously blushed.

Caught! Again!

My eyes dropped to my feet. I didn't trust them not to wander anywhere else. I heard a soft chuckle and approaching footsteps

"I'll show you how to work the tap. Don't worry; it took me a while to decipher it as well." I brought my eyes back up to his face to see him smiling friendlily at me. This only served to confuse me. Should he not have just left the room and avoided talking to me? He has just been blatantly checked out by his younger sister's friend, and he's still willing to help? This family is odd!

He reached past me to get to the tap and his arm lightly brushed against mine. I felt spark run though me even with my thick hoddie. He murmured an apology and demonstrated the complicated workings of what should have been a simple domestic tap.

"My mum's an interior designer. Hence the crazy ultra modern do-hickeys about the house." he let out a light hearted laugh in attempt to ease the tension in the room.

"Thanks so much. I really appreciate it…." what to do now? The embarrassment of being caught red handed was still fresh in my mind so I decided it would be best to just return to Alice. "Well, I'm exhausted, so I'm gonna head to bed. Em, I'll see you tomorrow morning probably…." Again he nodded a polite farewell as I rushed out of the room as fast as I could without causing an injury to myself.

I scurried down the stairs into the den and quickly closed the door behind me. My heart was hammering in my chest. Alice was still sleeping on the couch soundly where I had left her. It seemed those were to be the sleeping arrangements for the night. I quietly made my way over to the sofa and lay down. Sleep however, evaded me. All I could think of was topless Edward and how his arm brushed against mine. The thoughts that followed were jumbled and confused.

How can I feel like this? After all I've been though. How am I not wanting to run as far away as possible from the boy rather than wanting to get all the more closer?

It made no sense. I knew I was in for a long night of restless sleep.