The next morning was typical. When Edward and Bella walked into the room holding hands, I showed them how disgusted I was. I coughed and gagged when Bella sat next to me and scooted my desk over.

Edward shot me a warning glare. I smiled politely. In the hall after class, I had language arts with Bella. Edward headed off to his next class. On my way into the classroom, I 'accidentally' elbowed her books. They all fell to the ground and some Craig kid helped her pick them up. I smiled.

In Trigg, I noticed Gabe sitting a row and two people away from me. We said hi and turned in out homework- well, I did.

Eventually, lunch ended up in front of my face. Gabe sat with the Cullens, Isabella, and me. He shared his story with them and they were happy to have him join the group. Renesmee especially listened to him. She loved the fact his father was just like her.

After school, Alice invited Gabe over.

"I'll, uh, have to check with my mom," he replied.

Alice handed him her cellphone. He quickly dialed the numbers.

"Hi Mom," he said into the receiver. "You know Olivia? Yeah, her cousins invited me over. Is that- oh, okay. Thanks."

He flipped the phone shut. "She said she was happy that I was making new friends after the incident last summer."

Gabe rode with Alice, Isabella, Jasper, and I in the Porsche. At the Cullen's house, we all sat on the couches a little uncomfortable. Eventually, Esme came into the room with a tray of cookies and milk.

"Who might you be?" she asked. She sat the tray down on a glass table next to her favorite vase.

"Gabe Jenkins, Mrs. Cullen."

Esme smiled and said, "Hello Gabe. I'm glad to meet you. Oh, and by the way, please call me Esme."

Gabe nodded and took a cookie from the tray. Esme smiled sweetly and walked swiftly away.

While the guys started a boring conversation about hunting plans this weekend, us girls disappeared into Alice's bedroom.

"I've got everything ready for Isabella and Olivia's party!" she squealed. "It's going to be the best."

I groaned.

"So, Olivia," Bella began. She smiled mischievously. "When did you and your boyfriend meet?"

She burst into giggles. I clenched me fists.

"Oh, you little bitch," I said softly. I acted quickly. In seconds, we were on the floor, fighting.

I punched, kicked, and bit. Oh, yes I bit her several times. The guys must've heard us making all the racket upstairs, because Emmett was holding me in no time. I punched the air.

"Emmett, put me down!" I growled.

I looked up to see Bella in Edward's arms. They were staring at me, horrified.

"That's it, Olivia! I've had enough of you! Why do you hate her so much? Is there a problem? Do we need to leave?" Edward snapped. Bella shrunk deeper into his arms.

I pointed downstairs. Edward seemed to have understood and told Bella that he and I were going to talk. Downstairs, we uncomfortably sat next to each other on the couches.

"Edward, I have to tell you something," I began. He waited.

I took a deep breath. "Edward, I'm in love with you. You make my head spin. I want to be something more than just cousins. I need you to chose me instead of Bella."

He sat there, like a statue. Suddenly, I felt like this story was going to end up like Bella and Jacob's, not the happy ending I had been wishing for.

Edward turned slightly away from me. I leaned closer. My hands were quickly under his neck and onto his lips. I could tell he was fighting back, but I was much stronger than him. I was nearly as strong as Emmett. Abruptly, I placed myself on his lap. The kiss became more passionate, or so it seemed.

Unfortunately, his lips left mine. He stared at our position. My legs were wrapped around his and my hand was resting on his neck. His hands grabbed my arms and lifted me up. After I was set down, he looked around the room. I could tell I was a better kisser than Bella.

"Speak from your mind," I demanded.

"That was one of the best kisses I had ever had, Olivia," he replied. His face suddenly looked astonished. I could tell mine was too. What was he doing?

"I love you, Olivia. More than I expected. But I do love Bella much more." He took my hand and kissed it quickly.

"Edward, what are you doing? Is this really how you feel?" I inquired.

He nodded. "I have no idea what I'm doing! You told me to speak from my mind, right?"

"Ya."

"Tell me to do that again."

I repeated it.

"I kiss was amazing and wonderful. But, I belong with Bella. Can you guys trade lips?"

Edward looked embarrassed. I patted his back, but he jerked away.

"I don't believe it," he murmured.

"What?" I asked.

"You have a special gift," he answered.

I grinned. Sweet!

"So, I just tell people to speak from their mind and they obey? Awesome!" I exclaimed.

"You need to see Carlisle about this. Right away. Hey, I'll drive you up to the-"

"Going off with your little girlfriend, eh, Edward?" Bella's squeaky voice asked.

We spun around.

"Bella…" Edward began.

"It doesn't matter. I know the whole truth. You love her. I get it," she cried. I suddenly started feeling bad for her.

"Bella, I am so sorry. This all my fault. I am stupid, brainless monster. I kissed him. He didn't kiss me," I explained. "I told him to speak from his mind. My lips are just different. I am so sorry."

She and her husband took hands and left. I sat in the living room, ashamed, embarrassed, and guilty. What had I done?