A/N: Yay, another chapter! I like updating fast :)

I was thinking of (what else) Edwardo on the way to science class. Thank god I met Edwardo, because what else would I have to cure my boredom other than obsess over him? I was so busy doing it I was late to class.

"Bella," the science teacher greeted, "every other seat is taken so conveniently, you will sit next to Edwardo."

The way he held his nose in disgust and sprayed Febreze everywhere told me all I needed to know- surely he was in love with me. I could tell he cared from the special way he glared at me.

When I got to the office after school, I noticed Edwardo, because I always noticed him.

"Can I be traded out of Biology?" Edwardo whispered to the receptionist. Hmm, maybe I should try the apple shampoo instead, I thought, but I couldn't, because Stephanie Meyer uses strawberry shampoo.

"No, otherwise you won't get properly acquainted with your future soulmate," the receptionist answered. I couldn't hear properly because I was just out of earshot.

"Nevermind," Edwardo rolled his eyes and stormed out.

The next day, I realized I was very wrong. My very reason for existing-um, I mean, the one random guy Edwardo I met yesterday- was absent. That surely had to do with me, meaning he wasn't in love with me. Sigh. You know, he couldn't be sick or anything.

It was warm outside today. I hissed. The one day my angst needed to look justified and more depressing, the rain was gone.

When I got home, I discovered 500 e-mails, all from Renee:

Bella,

Hi. Tell me how everything is in Knives. Also, I can't find the house. Do you know where I put it? –Mom.

There were 498 more, mostly asking why I hadn't e-mailed yet, although there were some asking where she had put her computer. The last one read:

Annabella,

If I haven't heard from you in 5 minutes, I'm calling the police.

P.S. Although you'll have to tell me what number to dial to get to 911.

Crap. I checked the clock, relieved that I still had two minutes. I immediately e-mailed back.

Mom,

Calm down! Everything is awful because this guy who I barely know hates me for no reason, but he's too hot to get mad at. Oh yeah, I met some kids at lunch, but who cares because they're not romantic interests.

Your house is across the street from the school.

Also, could you stop e-mailing every five seconds? It's clogging my inbox. –Bella.

Charles came home almost right after that, while I was making dinner for him. He hung up his gun, complete with the bullets. He used to take them out when he got home, but as soon as I turned whiny, he started putting them back in. I wonder why…

"That gun still has bullets in it, Bella," Charles commented. I nodded.

"I already know that," I said, puzzled.

"Just making sure you did," Charles called back. We sat down to dinner and talked for a while, but I couldn't stand it; going for more than 5 minutes without talking about the Sullens was driving me insane.

"Do you know the Sullen family?" I blurted.

"Yup, Dr. Sullen is great. He's the only vampire to actually help out people instead of going to high school for the 10th time- I mean, he's a great human," Charles answered.

The next day, Edwardo still wasn't there. Clearly, it was all my fault, because the world revolves around me.

I wallowed in my depression. Even what's-his-face couldn't cheer me up. I blocked out the people trying to constantly talk to me. God, I had no friends in my time of need.

Conveniently, I tuned in when Mike was issuing out an important invitation.

"Want to go to the beach?"

"Only if I can bring Edwardo," I replied subtly.

"He and the Sullens never go to the beach," Jenna explained, "the police are always crawling the beaches, after all. All that body glitter looks suspicious."

The day Edwardo came back to school, I nearly got hit by a car.

He raced across the parking lot in two seconds, smashed the car to get it away from me, and left us both unscathed. I just had one question- seriously, how did no one else in the parking lot notice him?

Before I could ask Edwardo, Tyler, the person who almost hit me, stalked me.

"Are you OK, Bella? Are you SURE you're OK? WANT ME TO KISS IT AND MAKE IT FEEL BETTER? I'LL PAY YOU ANYTHING TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE MY FRIEND AGAIN! ANYTHING!"

It was almost as creepy as someone watching me sleep would've been.

Finally, I asked Edwardo something I'd been dying to ask him.

"Are you a vampire?" He rolled his gold eyes. Weren't they black yesterday? Or maybe that was his glasses.

"Nope," he answered.

"Are you the gay version of a vampire?" I asked. Edwardo looked taken aback.

"Well- I mean, of course not!" he said incredulously.

"Wait, why did your eyes change? Contacts?" I offered him a simple excuse that would've made sense, but no, he went with,

"It's the fluorescents." An old-timey word! Maybe he was a time traveler!

"I'm going to keep stalking you until I find out what you are!" I huffed. Edwardo rolled his eyes.

"Really, it would be better if you didn't stalk me," he said.

"And why is that?" I asked, my face growing red. Maybe I shouldn't have told him my plan.

"Well, I might be doing some creepy old man stalking in your room every ni- I mean, I'll be going!"

Well. This was going to be harder than I thought.

When I got home, I searched up sumo wrestlers. Edwardo was strong enough to destroy Tyler's car, so maybe he was the sexy version of a sumo wrestler.

Sadly, I found their eyes didn't mysteriously change color.

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