A/N: Hello, well, I'm sorry I didn't update this Wednesday, my laptop crashed and it's been in repair all week! Eek! Sorry. So, anyway, this Wednesday I will be updating again but the two Wednesdays after that I'm not sure if I'll be about too. Because I'm on holiday those two weeks – since school is officially over for all years – and I'm not sure if where I'm going has internet. So If I update next week but not two weeks after that – then I apologise in advance!

Sorry, but yeah enjoy the chapter and read the Author's Note at the bottom. IT'S IMPORTANT!

Disclaimer: I own nothing twilight involved – apart from the plot.

Chapter Three

I awoke the next morning to soft humming. I could feel the presence behind me and it was the same I felt last night, too. I wondered whether he had been here all night. The sun was shining down on me through the window. I groaned and rolled over, bumping into a hard chest – of course I knew that would happen, but I wanted an excuse to roll into him.

He obviously knew this because he started to shake with laughter. Automatically my hand flew out and smacked him. And I heard laughter from down stairs. I groaned again, I didn't need people laughing at me all day.

"Come on, Isabella." Edward laughed.

"No," I said, crossing my arms. He raised an eye-brow. "What?" I asked.

"Why won't you get up?" He questioned.

"Because everyone's laughing at me, and why the hell do I need to get up anyway?" I said, smirking.

"Because we have school," He replied, in a 'duh' tone.

My eyebrows shot up. "Please, don't tell me..."

"...You're enrolled too? Um, yep, afraid so."

"B-b-but, I thought you all loved me. I did 15 years of school. Since I was freakin' seven! And I was better than anyone in the class, I knew everything – even things the teacher's didn't know. And I got kicked out when I was 13 because I was too smart. It'll just happen again. No teacher likes me. They just instantly dislike me! Why would you do this to me, Edward?" I ranted.

"I had no choice in the matter! Carlisle and Esme enrolled you last night while I was up here. I didn't even get asked if you wanted to go to school!" He defended.

"But you could of for fought for me! Seriously, school, Edward - eh, I could just start a fight with some stuck up bitch and get expelled! Ha, job done!" I said, satisfied.

"You will do no such thing, Isabella Cullen. Now get down here and get some breakfast. I made waffles!" Mum shouted from downstairs kitchen.

I groaned – for the third time this morning – and trudged down stairs muttering things about 'making good food to win me over' and I heard everyone laugh – even Barbie.

"Why the hell is everyone laughing at?" I yelled, pouting.

"Good morning, Baby Girl," Dad said, passing me and dropping a kiss on my head.

"Ha! Good morning, my arse!" I mumbled.

"Language, Isabella!" Mum scolded.

"But, schoooooool!" I whined.

"Everyone's going, so shut up and eat your disgusting food, Squirt!" Emmett boomed, from behind me.

I raised an eyebrow, "Squirt?" I asked.

"What? I like little people!" He said, shrugging. Not knowing that everyone was secretly laughing in their heads.

Is he always like this, Eddie? I thought – and apparently I scared Edward, because he jumped and everyone stared at him. I giggled.

"Isabella!" Edward scolded.

"What?" I asked, faking innocence.

"Can you warn me next time?" He asked.

"And how, exactly, am I going to do that? Say 'Hey Edward, I'm about to ask you question in your mind, get ready'" I said, sarcastically.

"Yeah, that might do." He answered, just as sarcastically.

Dad interrupted our battle of wits. "But, I thought Edward couldn't get into your mind?"

"Yeah, well that was before I learnt to control my shield. Now, I can let him in whenever." I shrugged.

"Shield, what do you mean?" Mum asked.

"Ooh, I found out my power. I'm a mental shield..." I was interrupted.

"Got the mental part right..." Edward muttered; I smacked him again.

"Anyway, I can protect my mind and I can put it around others. So Jane friggin' Volturi can't get anywhere nears my head – or consequently any of yours." I explained.

"Okay, well, we got to hurry. Bella, I laid some clothes on Edward's bed for you." Alice said.

"Ah, cheers Alice." I grinned, and skipped to the stairs and ran for it.

Lying on the bed was a denim mini skirt, a red chequered shirt, light brown boots, and a brown bag (completely filled with everything I need) and a brown pair of sun glasses (A/N: picture on profile). I slipped on the clothes, after having a quick shower and I descended the stairs.

I walked into the kitchen to pick up money that was lying on the counter for me. I yelled bye to Mum – Dad had already left. I walked into the garage, seeing everyone else, and went for my black Mitsubishi animal. (A/N: Picture on profile.)

"Hey, Edward? Ride with me?" I shouted to him. He shrugged and climbed in.

I turned up the radio and "Drugs are good" By NoFX blasted on. I sang along, which got wired looks off Edward.

1-2-fuck off, drop out, never trust a fucking hippie
And for that matter don't trust anyone.
Quit school, don't work, livin' out the music de punk.
If I could do it so could anyone.

Drugs are good, they let you do things that you know you not should.
And when you do 'em people think that you're cool.
And when you do 'em people think that you're cool.

1-2-join a punk band, shave your head and get a tattoo.
You don't need talent just sing out of tune.
Self destruction, no moral to throw it on me.
For no particular reason beat up everyone.

Drugs are neat, and you can buy 'em relatively cheap.
And when you do 'em people think that you're cool.
And when you do 'em people think that you're cool.

When it finished, Edward turned to look at me, "So, why'd you want me to ride with you?" He asked.

As an answer I pulled up the car, on the side of the road, climbed over Edward so I was straddling his lap. I pressed my lips to his, winding my hands into his hair. All I could feel and hear and think about was Edward. His hands went from the side of my head, and run down my body. They stopped at the edge of my top and pushed it up – not to get it off, but so he could palm and squeeze my boobs. His hands moved against my bra and I moaned into his mouth. His hands were magic, I swear.

I pulled away and placed a quick peck on his lips. "Wow, what was that for?" He asked.

"Two things. One – we got interrupted yesterday, and two – it was a thank you for last night. I knew you were there, you put on my music and lay with me and for that I thank you."I said, shrugging.

"No need to thank me – not that I didn't like it, but you're my best friend, Isabella, I'd do anything to make you happy." He smiled.

I smiled back – but inside I was frowned. When he said "you're my best friend" I felt my heart sink. I didn't understand why I felt disappointment at just being his best friend. That's all I'd ever been, so why did it affect me now?

Because he's not your best friend... maybe he's something more. A small annoying voice in the back of my head whispered – but I pushed it away and carried on driving towards the school.

A/N: Hello, my friends. I think this is an alright chapter. But, I think after this one I might boost it up to an 'M' because although the car scene wasn't exactly hot and sweaty – there will be hotness and sweat. (Sorry, tried to put that in future tense, but I don't think it worked. Oh well, you guys know what I mean.) By the way, all chapters will be in Bella's POV unless I say so.

So, I'm hoping for about twenty reviews. I know that's pushing it, but I think my story's alright, actually, even though it's my first.

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Love, Louisa (BlueEyesBurning)

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P.P.S. I'm thinking of another story. Maybe a Vampire Dairies/Twilight crossover, but I'm not sure. Tell me in your reviews if you like that idea or not.