A/N: No, your eyes are not decieving you. This in infact an update.

I was looking at my docuements and found this already written. I didn't know I'd written it. I'm not even kidding.

Anyway. I just gave it a quick proof-read, and it seems to be suitable. I'm sorry it's taken so long to update. I'm going to start paying slightly attention, now I'm off school for two weeks. But don't expect updates to come shooting out.

Happy reading and please review! :D

Chapter Five:

The ride home with Brad was quiet. Not that it was normally loud, but we often argued or talked about something.

The truth was, I was too busy thinking about Edward. Again.

Thinking about everything he'd said to me in Biology and then what he said after school. After I'd discovered that nobody saw him in the way that I did, it was making me want to know more about him and get to know him more than I already did. And that was a very, very, stupid thing to want.

"B?" Brad suddenly asked, making me jump.

I came out of my daydream and looked at him. "Yeah?" My voice shook, which I hoped Bradley didn't notice. He probably wouldn't.

"Are you okay? You were really quiet on the way home..." Brad smiled weakly at me.

"Yeah. I'm okay." Then it dawned on me. "Are we home?" I looked out the windscreen, and saw the house in front of me. How had I been daydreaming the whole ride home?

"Um. Yeah..." Brad frowned. "Are you sure you're okay?"

This was unlike him. Brad never worried about me. He didn't even generally care that much.

"I'm fine." I sighed. "Let's go indoors." I opened the truck door and climbed out before shutting it and walking towards the steps up to the front door.

"B?" Brad called from behind me. I turned round and raised my eyebrows at him. "Has this got anything to do with Cullen talking to you earlier?"

Since when had my brother become so observant?

"It's Edward, Bradley and no, it hasn't got anything to do with him. So, just leave it." I turned back round and walking up the steps to the house before opening the door and walking in.

I hung my bag on the hook in the hallway and then walked into the kitchen to get a drink. Dad was sitting at the kitchen table reading what looked like the newspaper.

"Hey Bells." He said, without looking up.

"Hi." I walked over to the table and sat down opposite. "You alright?"

"Hmm." This was generally the response we get if he's really into the news. He looked up from the paper and smiled at me. "Ready for Saturday, Bells?"

"I guess. I'm a little bit nervous. But I know it will be okay."

"Way to go on the enthusiasm there, B." Brad called as he walked into the kitchen.

"Shut up." I snarled at him. I really wasn't in the mood anymore.

"Whoa!" Brad put his hands up like he was surrendering to something. "Chill out."

"What's gotten into you recently, Bella?" Dad asked.

"Nothing." My voice shook again. Dad gave me a look that made me think he knew better. He always saw through me. "Nothing. I'm okay. Sorry." I smiled weakly at Brad.

"Bells, if you're that nervous about Saturday..." Dad left the sentence hanging.

"I'm okay." I sighed. "I'll be fine. Can we just leave it now, please?" I stood up from the table. "I have homework to do."

I walked out of the kitchen to go and get my school stuff and then settled myself on the couch to do my Math homework. I knew I wasn't going to get a lot done.

Why did everything have this reaction with me?

This person I was being at the moment, wasn't somebody I recognised. I wasn't the type of person that acted like this. Edward Cullen was just a guy. A normal guy. He wasn't anything special.

Okay, so apart from him being possibly the hottest guy I have ever seen, and him being able to render me speechless, he wasn't anything special. No. He was just a guy. A normal teenage human guy.

Even after trying to convince myself of all of this, there was something telling me there was something a lot more special about Edward that he was letting on...

xoxoxo

"Bella!!" Jess came running at me across the parking lot the next morning. I'd just got out of the truck after getting to school with Brad.

"Hey Jess." I smiled.

She stopped right in front of me and had a massive grin across her face. "OMG! I'm so excited for tomorrow!" She clapped her hands. "Hannah Montana in precisely..." She stopped to check her watch. "33 hours!" She squealed.

Brad chuckled behind me so I kicked him in the shin. "See you later, B."

"Yeah bye."

Brad was still laughing as he walked off. I glared at him, even though he couldn't see it.

"Sorry about my brother. He's an ass." I smiled at Jess. "Jess, how do you know how many hours it is until the concert..."

"Because I'm that excited!" She squealed again.

Okay, I've had a few crazy fan experiences, but I hope to God, I never meet Jess as Hannah. I think I'll probably end up in the hospital.

The bell rang, meaning I didn't have to say anything else to Jess. Although, this was probably all we were going to hear about all day.

Oh yay.

xoxoxo

The rest of the morning was pure torture. Not only was I freaking out about seeing Edward in Biology later. Jess was doing my head in with all of the Hannah Montana talk. Actually, she was doing most people's heads in.

Every so often, she'd squeal out lot and make everybody jump half-way out of their chairs.

"Jess! Will you cut it out!" Mike sighed from across the lunch table.

I snickered quietly to myself. They hadn't seen anything yet. Her and Angela would be a lot worse on Monday. Believe me, I'd witnessed this for myself with Lilly.

Before I'd told Lily about me being Hannah Montana, she'd possibly been Hannah's biggest fan. Well she thought she was.

I hadn't planned on telling her. But when your best friend breaks into your dressing room and then you try and do everything possible to stop her finding out. She finds the one thing you forgot to take care of. The lucky bracelet.

It's a long story. I'm not getting into it.

I was brought out of my daydream by Jess' angry sigh. "Ugh! You guys are like, no fun!" She frowned.

"She'll be worse on Monday."

Everybody looked at me and I suddenly realised what I'd said. Oh crap, crap, crap!

Jess continued to frown as she looked at me. "What, Bella?"

"She's going to the concert tomorrow, so if she's excited now. Think how much bad it will be on Monday. They've got the concert to actually talk about then." I shrugged, as there were a few numbered groans from around the table.

"Bella is totally right." Jess smiled and I laughed quietly.

I'd prevented myself from looking across to the table where Edward and his family were sitting all lunch time. I don't know why I was suddenly thinking about it. I peeked over, only to find Edward looking at me.

I looked away and felt a smile creep onto my face.

"Bella, what are you suddenly smiling about?"

I looked up at Jess who was giving me a look.

"I didn't know I was." I lied. She'd probably see right through it.

"Whatever. You can tell me when you feel like it."

I could feel a blush creeping onto my cheeks. "Leave it, Jess."

The bell rang, signalling me from anymore interrogation from her and the others. Everybody stood up from the table and we all made our ways to whatever lesson we'd got.

"I'll see you guys Monday. I've gotta go to Dentist after this hour." I stopped outside the classroom.

"'Kay! We'll call you on Sunday!" Jess grinned again.

That stopped me from walking into Biology. Even though I was dreading the lesson, I wanted to go in. "Why?"

"To tell you about the concert! Obviously!" Jess said it like it was completely obvious, and that I was missing a very big point.

"Okay." I sighed internally. "Have fun at the concert." I'll be there too!

"Bye, Bella." Angela and Jess said at the same time. They were leaving school early, although I'm not sure why.

I turned and made my way into the classroom and towards the desk. Edward wasn't here yet and it made me wonder why.

I sat down at the desk and put my bag on the floor. Less forcefully than yesterday. And the other days.

I started doodling on a piece of paper, and I was in the middle of drawing some stars, when I heard the chair next to me move across the floor. I didn't look up from my doodling.

"Hi, Bella." Edward breathed.

I looked up, only to see him smiling crookedly at me.

I blinked spastically and then breathed out. "Hi." It was the only word I could make come out of my mouth.

The lesson was started, so he couldn't say anything else to me. Or smile at me any more for that matter. I think if I had too much in one hour. My heart would probably stop beating.

Yet again, it was a lesson I'd already done back home. So I wasn't paying that much attention.

"Bella..." Edward's voice interrupted my fake note taking.

I looked up from my notes. "Um. Yeah?" Wow, that a great response!

"I just wanted to apologise for yesterday." His eyes softened slightly from the glare they had been a little while ago.

"Apologise?" I blinked. "What for?"

"For what I said about us not being friends..." He pressed his lips into a tight line.

"Right." I sighed. "So what, this means we can't be friends?" I scoffed.

"What? No." He took a moment to register what I'd just said. "That's not what I meant."

I raised my eyebrows. "You do want to be friends?" I could feel my heart rate getting faster.

Edward leaned forward slightly and then smiled. "I'm tired of trying to stay away from you, Bella."

Yep. My heart rate was definitely getting faster. I was officially dazzled now. I couldn't say anything. I swallowed and tried to make my brain function enough for me to say something. "Okay..."

The bell rang, and I robotically stood up and gathered my stuff before remembering that I had to leave school now. Damn.

"I'll see you Monday, Bella." Edward smiled crookedly at me and I nodded.

"Um. Yeah." I walked out of the classroom and towards the main doors for the school. My Dad's car was in the parking lot and I made myself walk towards it, even though all I wanted to do was go back into the school and find Edward.

There would be no way, I would be able to concentrate in Rehearsal tonight. It was inevitable.

I was officially in too deep now, too even think about getting out of this. I knew I wouldn't be able to not pay any more attention to him.

There was only one explanation: I was falling in love with Edward Cullen. And there wasn't anything I could do about it.

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