A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews I got on the last chapter, you guys are amazing (:

But when I asked you guys if BxE should do it, I got 50/50 response. Common, you guys are KILLING me! A lot of you said yes, it would make the story better. And a lot said it would totally ruin the story. So ya, I guess I'll just see what happens and see if I'm comfortable with it.

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The next morning I was feeling all content and happy with myself. It surprised me when I saw sunshine coming out of the windows and my room was all lit up with happiness and glow. I just knew it would be a great day today. OK, well maybe it wouldn't, but I was kind of hoping it would.

I stretched my arms above my head and then sighed contently back into the pillows. I didn't want to get up from bed yet so I let the morning sunshine dance on the top of my closed eyelids.

But then I heard someone laughing from across the room.

My eyes shot open and I found that Edward was chuckling quietly and staring at me with an amused expression on his face. He was lying down on his bed, but it didn't look like he had just woken up. He still had his pajama's on, but he looked wide awake, as if he had been awake for awhile.

"What's so funny?" I croaked while rubbing my eyes and then sitting up.

Edward's smile grew wider. "Nothing," he replied quickly.

I scowled. "Tell me," I demanded. Gosh, I hope it wasn't anything embarrassing. Like me farting in my sleep or something, or if I left a pool of drool on my pillow. I quickly glanced at my pillow, and thankfully there wasn't any. Phew.

"So, you like me better when I'm shirtless huh?"

Oh. My. God.

Someone kill me now. I was completely speechless; I didn't know what to say. Why can't I ever keep my big mouth shut?! Why did I have to like his chest so much?! And why did he have to be so hott?!

"Um...I-I um," I stuttered nervously, not knowing what to say to him. Was I supposed to answer his question? What the hell was I supposed to say? God damn it!

Edward's smile faded a bit. "Are you alright Bella?" he asked anxiously. "You're really red, like beet red. I shouldn't have told you."

I shook my head. "No! No, its fine," I contradicted, my voice a bit shaky. "I'm glad you said something, but can you just um…tell me what I said?"

Edward hesitated. "Are you sure you want to know?"

"Yes!" I shrieked.

Edward smiled crookedly, making my heart race. "Well, you just said you liked me better with my shirt off. You kept mumbling, 'Take your shirt off Edward!'"

If he thought I was really red a minute ago, he will really think I might burst any second with the color I was turning now. My mouth hung wide open, and I couldn't stop the crimson blush that was appearing on my neck.

I can't believe I said that. What the hell is wrong with me?! "Is…is that all?" I wanted to make sure.

He nodded, his eyes still watching my red face cautiously, but with an amused expression. "That's all," he assured, a little smile twitching on his lips.

I nodded, the blush on my face and neck started to die down.

This whole weekend I got embarrassed. First it was scary movie night Friday, then Grandma came by and totally made us feel awkward and now I just had to sleep talk about Edward being shirtless, and telling him to take it off!?

Life just isn't fair.

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That Monday when we came back from school you could practically call Edward and me: friends. The whole Grandma Marie situation was in the past, and Edward and I were getting along great. Better than ever actually, and I was genuinely happy about it. Edward was a real sweet guy once you looked past his weirdness.

And we never brought up the topic on the whole shirtless sleep talking thing again, I just thought if we didn't talk about it again then we would just forget about it. Hopefully.

But every time I think of that morning, my whole face turns red all over again.

When we were walking up the steps to school to go meet Jake at our usual meeting place before school started we couldn't stop talking. He really wasn't as strange as I thought he was. And believe it or not, we had a lot in common, like music and stuff.

When we reached Jacob, I noticed he had a bruise on his right cheek.

"Jacob, what happened to you?" I asked astonished. "Are you okay?" His cheek was purple and looked liked he got hurt way badly for a bruise that big.

Edward nodded, wanting to know the same thing. He looked as concerned and anxious as me.

Jake sighed. "You guys, there was an incident yesterday when I was walking in the woods by myself. Bella you know how much I love going in the woods and just appraising everything right?"

I nodded. Jake was a big tree hugger. He loved going in the forest and picking berries and stuff, I thought he was pretty gay for doing that but that's just my opinion. He's one of those, save the planet and grow a tree type of people. Which is pretty good I guess, we need more people like that in the world.

He continued, "Well…when I was walking and just enjoying the view and the animals…I was attacked."

Edward and I both gasped. And I placed my hand over my open mouth, completely shocked. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Bloody hell, what was it? A wolf?" Edward asked. He looked as flabbergasted as me. His green eyes were wider than mine.

"A coyote?" I asked, my heart accelerating like crazy.

Jacob shook his head. He replied in a shaky voice, "No, something worse."

"What?!" Edward and I shouted at the same time.

"A squirrel!" he cried out.

"A squirrel!?" Edward and I repeated incredulously at the same time. My jaw practically dropped on the floor, was Jake kidding?

Edward bit his lip, trying not to burst out laughing. But a couple of giggles came out of him. "You mean those furry little creatures that are always so cute in those cartoons?" Edward asked while chuckling hysterically.

And then I started laughing as well, I couldn't help it even if Jake was shooting evil glares at me. "This is not funny guys," Jake growled through his gritted teeth. "This one was not as fuzzy and cute as the ones in the movies."

"Yep, sure Jake," I tried saying as I laughed. I was giggling so much I was crying. And next to me, Edward was clutching his stomach and tears were coming out of his eyes too.

"I'm not kidding guys," he hissed. "This one had red scary eyes, and long sharp claws."

This only made Edward and I laugh even harder.

"What did you do to piss him off?" Edward asked.

Jacob frowned. "I don't know, I was just walking and then I heard something. And then this little brown fuzzy thing came after me like nothing! It was running after me and growling like a freaking lion!"

"It growled…?" I asked, dumbfounded. My laughs had died down and I was able to actually talk to Jake now, same with Edward.

"Yes!"

"How did you get the bruise on your cheek?" Edward wanted to know.

"Well, while I was running away from him, I hit a tree branch," he explained. "I didn't pass out or anything, I just got back up and ran for my life back home."

"Wow Jake, are you sure you didn't just imagine it?" I asked curiously. I wouldn't be totally surprised if Jacob was delusional and saw a fake squirrel chasing him. For all I know, Jake could be going crazy and I wouldn't even know it. That's how random he is.

"I'm serious! I know for a fact that it was trying to it eat me!" Jacob yelled, his teeth still clamped together.

Edward placed his hand on Jake's shoulder. "Well I'm glad you're alright chap," Edward said sincerely. "And I'm sorry for laughing at you."

Jacob inhaled. "Thank you Edward." Then he faced me, waiting for my apology to him.

I rolled my eyes. "I still think you're delusional."

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Lunch quickly approached and Edward and I reached the table where we usually sat with Jake. He was already seated and eating his lunch.

"Hey squirrel boy," I teased him as I sat down and opened my brown lunch bag.

Jacob grimaced. "Ha-ha, very funny Bella," he said sarcastically.

I just smiled in response. Edward took a seat next to me and began eating his lunch peacefully…that is until Lauren came and took a seat across from Edward.

"Hey Edward," she gushed, her huge smile was a little unnecessary. "How was your weekend?"

Edward looked up from his sandwich, looking a bit surprised. He smiled, but it didn't read his eyes. "Hello Lauren," he said politely. "Mine was...interesting, how was yours?"

I was getting the impression that Edward didn't really care how Lauren's weekend was. Poor guy, he probably just wanted to eat his lunch peacefully, but this scum bag had to interrupt him.

"It was fabulous, thanks for asking," she said cheerfully. "Well my parents are going to be out of town on Saturday and I was wondering if you would like to come to my place to…hang out?"

Yeah, hanging out was an understatement.

"I…um…" Edward titled his head at my direction, his eyes pleading to me to help him figure out some excuse to get him out of this. "Help," he mouthed his eyes wide with fear.

For some reason my mind went blank the minute Lauren asked Edward out, I couldn't think of anything right away. I looked over to Jacob frantically, hoping he could help.

"Sorry Lauren," Jake chimed in quickly, breaking that awkward pause. "Edward's busy that day."

Lauren looked over and glared at Jake as if she just realized he was sitting next to her. "And you would know because…?" she sneered.

Jacob scowled. "Well ask him yourself if you don't believe me," he snapped, glaring at her the same way she was glaring at him.

She turned her blond head back to Edward. "Well, are you busy?" she asked impatiently.

He nodded, not looking a bit sorry.

Lauren sighed and her face fell. "Well then maybe another time," she said with an evil smile and then got up. "Oh, and by the way Jacob, there's something on your cheek." Then she left the table laughing.

"Bitch," Jake muttered as she walked back to her table.

Edward chuckled. "Why do you guys loathe her so much?"

I opened my mouth to answer it, but Jacob beat me to it. "She thinks she is all that and a bag of potato chips, that girl is a real moron."

I snorted. "We've known her since Elementary school, and she doesn't even know our last names."

Jake nodded. "True. And she hates Bella because Bells has bigger boobs than her. If you ask me, that's a little shallow."

"A little?" Edward snorted.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest. I didn't really like discussing Lauren too much. Just talking about her made my blood boil. I especially didn't like the fact that Jacob was bringing up my breasts into this discussion. I just wanted to drop it.

"So," I began talking to Edward, about anything that didn't have to do with Lauren. "Did you think the History pop quiz was hard?"

Edward was about to say something until someone came up from behind me and placed their sticky warm hands over my eyes, shielding them from looking at Edward.

"Guess who!" Mike squealed obnoxiously.

If I could, I would roll my eyes. Instead I just sighed. "Hi Mike," I greeted, clearly bored.

He took his sweaty hands away from my eyes and took a seat next to me. "Man, how did you know it was me?"

Because no one has a squeaky annoying voice like yours, I wanted to say.

I just shrugged.

I heard Edward cough slightly. "Oh! Right, sorry," I exclaimed. I gestured to Edward. "Mike this Edward Cullen, the foreign exchange student I'll be living with." And then I gestured to Mike. "And Edward, this is Mike Newton…my uh…friend."

Jake snorted. I kicked him on his shin under the table, shooting him death glares with my eyes.

He jumped unexpectedly. "Ouch!"

I gave him a That's what you get look. But I could see why he would laugh, Mike wasn't really my friend. More like an annoying stalker who would never leave me alone.

"Nice to meet you," Edward said politely while shaking Mike's hand.

"Ya, you too," Mike said in a dull voice. Then he turned to me, with a lit up face. A little too lit up if you ask me. "Anyway, I'm having a party this Friday at my house Bella. Can you come?" he asked eagerly.

My face fell. "I um, can't."

His face fell as well. "Why not?"

Oh I don't know, because I hate you!

"Busy," I replied, grinning. "Jake, Edward and I always watch movies on Friday night." It wasn't like I was lying or anything. We did have our Scary Movie night, and it was a tradition we couldn't break.

"Actually," Jake chimed in. "We can come."

My smile turned upside down. "What?" What is he talking about?

Jacob smirked. "We're not having our movie night this Friday after all so-"

"What are you talking squirrel boy," I growled. What the heck was Jake doing? Of course we had it this Friday, we have it every Friday! He knows how much I hate Mike. I would never go to one of his parties, unless Jake was doing this to take revenge on me for the whole squirrel thing.

Jacob smirked even wider. "We're going," he informed Mike cheerfully.

Mike grinned from ear to ear. "Great," he said eagerly. "I'll see you there Bella!" Then he left the table, his whole face lit up with excitement.

I fake a smile. "Yeah…see you there."

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"What the fudge is wrong with you?" I hissed at Jacob while he was sipping water from the water fountain.

He straightened up from the fountain and then smiled. "Oh, hey Bella," he said calmly as if there wasn't anything wrong.

"Don't you 'Hey Bella' me!" I spat bitterly. "Why did you just invite me to Mike Newton's party? I don't want to go!"

Steam was coming out of my ears and nose. And my blood was boiling, I was just so angry at Jake right now. I wanted to hit something, badly. Like a pillow…or a tree. "Why? Don't worry a lot of people are going, it's going to be a great party," he assured.

"I don't care!" I growled. "I just don't want to go."

"Bella, I think Edward really wants to go though."

My eyebrows squinted, confused. "Edward?"

"Yeah," Jake said, shrugging. "He has never been to a normal American party before; I think he really wants to go."

My face fell a bit. "Oh," I murmured. Well that changes things. But I still didn't want to go. Just because Edward was going, I had to go? That didn't seem fair. But, what if Edward was attacked by a mob of crazy girls?! I had to go protect him. I sighed in defeat. Finally I said, "Fine, I'll go."

He smiled. "Good, and don't worry…nothing will happen. We'll just go and have a fun time."

I nodded, feeling better already. Yeah, it won't be that bad right? Nothing will happen. Nothing at all.

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A/N: Hmm, sneaky Jake is planning something…sneaky.

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