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Chapter 7

BPOV.

It had been a week since I officially hated Jacob. A week since I had that moment with Edward. I sighed; I didn't know what I was going to do about Edward. I decided to believe him about the whole letter thing. He knew I did not write his letter and somehow, I didn't know how, there was just something telling me, I knew he didn't write the letter that was for me. Luckily for me, Alice hadn't mentioned the whole letter debacle, I probably would have cried or slapped her. One or other, I hadn't decided yet.

I'd only seen Edward once in the last week, it was awkward yet not at the same time. I was just queuing up for my morning coffee when I literally almost walked into him. He smiled, I smiled, and then it went silent. He tried to spike up a conversation and I was glad for it, despite my mind telling me to get away from him as soon as possible, I wanted to stay with him, talk to him. Even before we were together, we would have our own conversations that seemed to last forever, my father even got me my own private line since we would stay up till four in the morning just talking. He tried to stop it, tried grounding me but nothing stopped us from talking, it didn't change when we admitted our feelings for each other either. I wondered what my father would say about me seeing Edward again, did he already know? He was pretty good friends with Carlisle but I hadn't told him about the letter from Edward, I kind of just ran away to my mom, who in turn did not know about it either. The whole letter thing I mean. I hadn't spoke to my mom in a couple of days. We were never really close; we could go weeks before talking to each other, though I knew if I ever needed anything I could go to her. I was just kind of in the way for her, hence why I went to live with my dad.

I had found myself still confiding in Rosalie a lot more then Alice though, I didn't find it strange, I had known Rosalie longer then Alice anyway but that didn't mean I kept secrets from Alice. I always told her, just Rose first most of the time.

I stepped into the shower, re-evaluating what I had planned for the day, I had a morning class with Rosalie and then Alice wanted to meet up and go study, I wasn't sure about Rosalie, whether she was planning to meet with Emmett or join us or some shit, I don't know, I still don't get what the fuck is going on between the two. I had a day off today so that meant not having to deal with Jacob and his pervy antics all day. Fucking jackass, I wanted to rip his balls to shreds. How dare he insinuate that I had not sex life? Well, I didn't but still, that's just fucking rude. Jeez, and now Edward probably knew that I hadn't had any action so he's all like "Yeah baby, ex can't get over me, ha, ha, ha, its cause I am such a good lay" Or some shit like that. I hate life.

I dressed into a pair of jeans and a simple vest top, it was only class – I was hardly going to dress up for that. Although, I did put on a pair of heels because I need to get used to wearing them and there was no way Rose was going to let me out just wearing my sneakers. Cowbag.

I realized I was five minutes late already, damn shit and there was no way I could run in fucking heels. Maybe, Esme would go easy on me? Being her son's ex and all, but then maybe she didn't know about the letters and thought I did actually break Edwards heart so therefore she was going to secretly torture me and make me pick of hard chewing gum of the tables or something or maybe I am just being pathetic and need to shut my ever-lasting rambling mind down and focus on my lesson? Just maybe…

I threw open the door, forgetting how loud it could be and completely interrupted the lesson. Everybody turned to look at me, eyes narrowing, shit. I looked at Esme, she was half-frowning and half-smiling. Well, that was better then a complete frown, right?

I let out a little grin and found Rose, heading over towards her, good, she'd saved me a seat otherwise I would have beat the shit out of her. Or at least attempted. She'd had another morning class before me; otherwise we would have come together. She smiled a little and moved her crap of my seat.

"About time, where the fuck were you?" She said in hush whispers, I shrugged, all I did was have a fucking shower – can a girl not be clean? She shook her head. "Whatever, I decided not to join you for your little study geekfest." I rolled my eyes and whispered back to her.

"Its not a geekfest Rose, its called 'hey, I want to pass Uni.'"

"Like it matters, anyway I'm meeting up with Emmett instead." Now was my chance to ask what was up with them. Were they together? Forming a relationship again? Or were they just fuck buddies?

"Yeah, what the fucks up with you two anyway? You guys are so fucking weird." She shrugged.

"I don't know, right now we're just…having fun, I don't know about the future."

"Well, would you ever get back together with him?" I asked, interested. To me, Rosalie and Emmett were like the sex-obsessed version of Jasper and Alice. And Jasper and Alice are like the most fucking perfect couple you will ever witness. Drives me insane! They get love, they get sex and I get fucking letters. That's just fucked up.

Within a second, Rosalie had nodded head and muttered a 'definitely, wouldn't hesitate'. I knew she still had feelings for Emmett. They had tried the long-distance thing but it got too much for them, they were just horny all the freaking time. No, I'm just kidding but they missed each other and what with Emmett not planning to move to the Uni or anything, they didn't think it would last. But fate played a role and voila, here they are once again.

I turned away and began listening to the whole reason why I came to class in the first place, I had chosen to study English because that meant reading and I wanted to go into publishing for my future career. I wanted to be one of those editors that read books and decided whether it's good enough to be published or some shit. But in order to do that, that meant I needed to study a whole bunch of historical and modern English. I had no idea why Rose took this class though, It didn't exactly fit among her mechanical and workshop regime. One look at Rose and you wouldn't think she would want to work with cars and electrical stuff. Maybe, that's why her and Emmett got on so well, they both had a fascination with cars otherwise Rose can't really talk much unless its bitchy comments about everybody else and poor Emmett is not exactly the smartest cookie in the jar. I realised that I had barely paid any attention to Esme's class and before I knew it she was dismissing us all and Rosalie was tapping me on my shoulder to grab my attention.

"Jesus Christ Bella, stop with all this fucking spacing out, its driving me insane." I rolled my eyes.

"You drive me insane." I muttered, knowing she heard me. She slapped me on my arm, It stung but I was used to this. Rosalie was like my bully best friend, no one was allowed to hurt me, except her of course. We began laughing and giggling and trying to beat the shit out of teacher, or at least she was, I was sort of failing to be honest, I almost didn't hear Esme's calm and peaceful voice call out to me.

"Bella, may I have a word?" I turned around, what had I done now? I never usually got into trouble with my professors but it was known to happen every now and then. I couldn't ever imagine Esme telling me off and punishing me though but then I couldn't imagine her doing that to anybody. I nodded meekly and turned to look at Rose. Her lips were shut tightly and her eyes were darting around the room, oh yeah, she knew what this was about.

"I'll leave you guys to it." And with that she left as quickly as she could in her heels. I stood where I was since Esme was already heading towards me. I looked at her, a moment of silence, she was smiling at me, a smile I had missed so much over the years. Even when I was living with Charlie, my mother had never really done much with me, it was obvious I was a burden to her when I moved back to live with her, Esme helped me and comforted me like mothers were supposed too. Apart from leaving Rosalie and Edward too, it broke my heart having to leave Esme, my mother figure, behind as well.

"Sure, what's up Esme?" I put on my best cheery, squeaky voice although I was sure Esme knew it was fake. It was obvious; the only time I had ever really squealed was when I was with Edward. But I didn't want to think about that, not with his mother present anyway. She smiled her soft smile again. Why did she have to be so nice to me? Surely, her and Carlisle hated me for what I had supposedly done to their son. Alice and Emmett knew, I presume Esme and Carlisle know too.

"Bella, its so good to see you again. It's been too long." And before I could even react to what she said, she had pulled me into a hug. Yeah, a hug. I mean, Esme doesn't do bitchy, at all! But still, I didn't think she was going to be that nice. Man, I love this woman.

"Yeah, its erm…nice to see you again to Esme." I smiled, genuinely by the way. She grinned.

"How are you finding my class, Bella? I had no idea you were a student at this university." I pulled a face; class was good, I guess, as far as classes go anyway.

"Yeah, its good. I mean, you're a great teacher, Esme." Her heart-warming smile came across her face again. I loved that smile, Edward had the same one. I shook my head. No, thinking about Edward. Christ, that shit was in enough mess, too much mess then I cared to deal with.

"That's great, I'm glad you're enjoying it. I always knew you would soar in this class. You were always so great in English. The one class you could beat Edward in completely, right?"

"Heh…yeah…" Awkwardness came across us at the mention of her son. Of course it would, she didn't really think we'd gush about him right? She definitely had no clue about the letters. How did I know? For one, she was talking to me and in a nice way. And second, she was talking to me. About Edward. She had no flaming clue about the letters and I couldn't decide whether it was a good thing.

"Well, I have to ask because your presence would be an honour, would you like to join our household and have dinner with us tonight?" The fuck…wasn't expecting that.

"Erm…what?" I asked, she needed to repeat herself, just so I knew I understood her clear enough and that I was hallucinating what she was saying. A meal, with her family? And Edward. . She giggled, lightly. You could barely make out an Esme giggle, it was that quiet.

"A meal. With me and Carlisle and the rest of the family."

"Family. Family like…Edward?" She giggled again.

"Yes Bella. All of us. It will be the first meal since we've been here where Alice and Rosalie are present too, it would be wrong for you not to be there."

"Bella, please. We would love to have you there. Please come." Oh god, she was literally begging in her own Esme way. How could I say no to her? My ex's mom, my own mother figure. The woman I went too when I had my own problems. The woman who I would ask for things I should really be asking my own parents and now she was asking me for something in return. But I could still say no, right? No. No. No. It's not that hard. Not as hard as people make it out to be. 'Esme, I'm sorry no'.

"Esme, I'm sorry but." Her face dropped, she knew what I was going to say. Her usual content eyes were now filled with regret and sorrow. Oh jeez. "I would love to come to dinner." I forced a grin. How the hell was I supposed to survive dinner with the Cullens?!

"Oh Bella, thank you so much." She pulled me into another hug, holding me tightly; I could feel her smile against my neck. "I know how hard this is for you. Thank you so much." I could feel the tears burning behind my eyes. This whole letter thing was such a mess. I hated it. And I wanted to resolve it.

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I flipped through my closet, continuously. I had already thrown and re-arranged all my outfits several times and I was getting tired and annoyed. And to top it all off, Rosalie looked amazing, as always. She was wearing this green skirt, which flared out, magnificently on her legs. I hated her. I groaned and threw myself onto my bed.

"I hate you Rosalie." She chuckled and shook her head.

"Shut up, Bella and wear this." She took something out of my closet, still on the hanger and threw at me.

"Ow." I moaned, the metal curve digging into my mid-drift. "That fucking hurt, Rose you bitch."

"Whatever. Just. Get. It. On." I mumbled something mean and horrible underneath my breath but still I sat up, took of my clothes and put whatever she wanted me to wear on. Which turned out to be a simple black dress with embroidery and lace on the straps and such. How had I missed this in my closet? It was perfect and so beautiful. I should know, I picked it out of the rack in the shop.

"Rose…your fucking brilliant. Have I told you I loved you?" She laughed which came out more of a cackle but whatever, I pulled her into a hug and I grabbed my pillow chucking at her.

"Bella. Stop. Bella. I'm telling you – Ah!" We were both giggling and laughing and throwing pillows at it. It was times like these where I really loved my friends. "Woah. Okay, okay. Serious, Bella. Do you want me to do your hair?" Duh, how can she even bother to ask that? I was going to a dinner with the Cullens. And Edward. I need to look amazing!

"On one condition."

"What's that?"

"You have to do my make-up as well."

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We headed up to their big, stained-glass window doors, which were double by the way, they had a whole drive way and then after driveway there was a path way instead of concrete there were white coloured gravel. Our heels got stuck between the stones, Rosalie and me took hold of each other, making our way to the doors and laughing all the way.

The nerves placed in the pit of my stomach were becoming nervous again, I tried to shove them all off, to bury them in an unwanted place but I failed and they surfaced. I hadn't seen Carlisle yet, I wondered if he had changed much, since I had last seen him. I always liked Carlisle; he was someone I could always confide in if Esme wasn't around. He joked and although came across hard and stony was actually a real fluff ball inside.

Alice opened the door and squealed, pulling us both into a hug. She was wearing a dress too, so I didn't feel completely out of sorts, although Alice would turn up wearing a crown to a speed racer competition. So that didn't exactly help my feelings of over-dress-ness. I obviously hadn't seen their new house; despite memorising their old ones with the amount of times I visited that place. Or rather visited someone.

Alice led me and Rosalie both to the sitting room, Rose apparently had not been to see their new house either, where she had been screwing Emmett I assumed was at his place. I could never hear them and Rosalie is a screamer, I've unfortunately found out.

Esme and Jasper were already in the sitting room, Esme who despite wearing an apron managed to look amazing still. I admired that woman. I suddenly remembered I hadn't seen her properly in three years. Three years! Yeah, I saw her in class but that was different. She wasn't smiley-wiley Esme she was just Grinning-for-the-world Esme then. And she hadn't changed a bit! Neither of them had, to be honest. Well, except maybe Edward but that was in the looks apartment and man, had they improved?!

"Bella." She smiled, like she always did and came towards me and hugged me again, just like she did earlier. "I'm so glad you decided to come." She whispered in my ear, all of the Cullens had always managed to do this thing with me where they like talk and I feel like dieing. They are magnificent people. I smiled because I didn't really know what else to say apart from I'm starving woman, so get the food on the table. Because I've missed you're cooking…

It didn't help when the smell of the food decided to waft into the living room, my tummy rumbled and I clutched it, hoping nobody had heard it. Esme giggled and made her way to the kitchen, telling me dinner would be out in just a minute. I flushed. She'd heard. Damn.

I hadn't spoken to Jasper all that properly since I had left Forks so I was excited to see him again. All six of us were close but I was always much closer to Emmett then I was to Jasper. He was always so tense and quiet. I wondered so much how he could possibly be with Alice. But they were the golden couple so something must be going right. I hugged Jasper and felt him tense up. No change there then. How did Alice put up with that? The sex must be awkward and well, tense-y. Although, I was hardly in the place to nit-pick at sex considering I wasn't getting any.

We all sat down at table, me next to Rosalie and a spare seat. Emmett was opposite Rose and of course Alice was next to Jasper. I presumed Carlisle was still at work and I had absolutely no idea where Edward was. In all honesty, I stopped caring when I saw and smelt the food Esme was carrying out, my stomach jumped into action and boy did it grumble. It was an assortments of well, everything really. Vegetables, meats, wrinkly green-stuff, fish. Everything. I thought that was everything until Edward brought out a bowl of buttered-covered potatoes. My mouth watered at the sight. Well, both sights.

"Finally put those cooking skills you taught me all those years ago, eh Bella?" He grinned. Fucking grinned. Like we were okay now or something. And then I stopped myself, I hadn't really thought about it that way; I guess we were kind of okay. Now. I mean, the whole letter thing wasn't cleared up but would it ever be? I forced out a giggle and tucked in straight away so I could get my fair share before Emmett scoffed it all down. My plate was piled up, I had hardly eaten today and I was starving!

I had forgotten all about Carlisle due to my mini-binge and almost forgot whom he was when he walked through to the dinning room. He hadn't changed either. Jeez, did nobody age in this family?! He stopped when he saw me. Oh man, did he recognize me? Was he thinking, who the fuck are you? Stuffing yourself with my wife and sons homemade potatoes! Yes, Carlisle had decided to walk in smack bang in the middle of me shoving a roastie in my mouth. Typical.

"Bella!" He grinned. "I almost didn't recognize you!" Okay, I take it word hadn't made it round that I was actually attending this university yet then. "What a coincidence of you going to this Uni too." No maybe, he had. Since, I was obviously busy right now with my potato, I made a plan to hug him later. He sat down and tucked in, just like all the rest of us. I had managed to refrain myself from taking seconds despite the fact that I was tempted but I had managed to suppress my grubby monster.

Dinner was nice. Awkward but nice. I almost felt my heart stop when Emmett mentioned the word letter; luckily it was about some application for work or something like that. But still, its not like I really wanted to discuss this whole thing anyway. Or maybe I did, more likely I just wanted to discover who wrote the damn thing and then beat the living shit out of them.

That would suit me nicely.

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