Hi everyone! Okay, I know I suck at updating but I've only had two reviews! I asked for five, that isn't too much is it? BTW a special thank you to '703 and WishIwasBella781, who actually did leave a review, you guys are awesome. But, only because I love all my readers, I'm going to update even though I don't have my five reviews. Can we try for a total of ten this time? Oh and thanks to any of you who put me on your alert list ^_^

Disclaimer: Still don't own it. 'Nuff said.

Chapter 2-

BPOV

"We're having pizza?" Edward asked casually, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Yep, because I didn't feel like cooking," Arika replied. I sat down next to Edward, shifting uneasily, not sure of what to say. He apparently didn't know either. So we ate in silence. If Arika had noticed that something was wrong she didn't comment on it, but she did give me a weird look as I passed, probably because I'm usually super-chattery. I headed to his room, mostly because there was really no where else I could go, and flopped down on the bed. He came in after a few minutes and sat down next to me. He stared at me for a few seconds, almost as if he knew something was bothering me. Then it hit me, even more than before, if that was possible. I almost kissed him! Edward! My best friend! What if I had actually done it, and he didn't want me to? I replayed it again and again in my head. I can't believe myself. But the real question is…why? Why did I almost do it? Is he mad at me for it?

"Izzy?" he asked softly. I sighed. Izzy is his super-special nickname for me, he only uses it to cheer me up and stuff. Then he started running his fingers through my hair gently. And damn if that didn't make it hard for me to concentrate.

"Stop!" I blurted out. He jerked his hand back as if he'd been slapped, the hurt clear on his face. I instantly felt bad. It's not that I wanted him to stop…actually just the opposite. But sometimes I think my mouth says things my mind doesn't agree with. Actually it does that all the time.

"Sorry," I muttered.

"No, I'm sorry," I looked up quickly. What did he mean, sorry? He didn't do anything to be sorry about.

"Why-" I started, but he cut me off.

"I shouldn't have tried to kiss you and I'm sorry for that…are you mad at me?" Wait a minute…he was sorry? He didn't do anything so why should he be sorry? He thought I was mad at him? I thought it was just the opposite, that he was mad at me. I was so relieved I started to laugh.

"Izzy? Are you okay?" I threw my arms around him, startling him.

"Um…Iz?"

"Can we just pretend it never happened?" I asked.

"Of course," he smiled, squeezing me tightly.

"Let's watch a movie," I suggested, jumping up, "Beauty and the Beast?"

"Really?" he made a face, "We've seen it a hundred times!" Which was probably true, it was my favorite movie, after all.

"Please?" I begged, putting on my best pout face.

"Fine," I smiled, he could never say no to me.

"Yay!" I put the DVD in and pressed play. I bounced back next to him on the couch.

"You really need to get a new favorite movie," he muttered. After a little while, around the time that they started singing "Be Our Guest", I fell asleep. Next thing I knew two arms picked me up and carried me down the hall…to Edward's room, I concluded. It was the only one this far away from the living room. I kept my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. I heard the door creak open and I was set down gently on his bed.

"Good night, my Izzy-girl," he shut the door and walked out. I smiled and fell asleep for the second time that night.

"Morning, Sunshine," Edward's voice greeted me the next morning. I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"Edward, what time is it?" I asked drearily.

"Ten o'clock,"

"AM?" You have got to be joking. I thought tiredly

"Yeah,"

"Well, you are officially crazy to get up this early and I'm going back to bed," I huffed, pulling the covers over my head.

"Izzy, wake up,"

"No,"

"Izzy…"

"No!" I all but shouted. He sighed.

"Fine, I'll be in the living room then," I smiled and went back to sleep. I woke up again a few hours later.

"Morning, sleepyhead," Edward greeted me.

"Good morning," I replied. He rolled his eyes.

"It's three in the afternoon, Bella," I stood up and stretched.

"Is it really that late?" I yawned.

"Yes, it is. Now get up, Alice and Rose are coming over,"

"Who?"

"Two girls from our school,"

"Oh okay. When will they be here?"

"Soon,"

"That's helpful," I said sarcastically. I grabbed, well stole, actually, the remote from him and began channel surfing. I had gone through all 200 channels three times before I heard the doorbell ring.

"I'll get it!" I yelled before jumping up and opening the door. Standing in front of me were two girls, the short, pixie-looking one with black hair bounced forward excitedly.

"Hi! You must be Isabella-"

"Bella," I corrected.

"-Bella, Edward's friend, I'm Alice and this is Rosalie," she said, talking extremely fast and practically bouncing in place. Was this girl jacked up on Mountain Dew or something? I've never seen someone with so much energy.

"I'm so glad to meet you!" she continued, speaking just as fast as before, "Oh we will be such good friends! I can see it now!"

"Aly," the taller blond cut her off. Thank God. I don't think I could have kept up with her much longer. I shot her a grateful smile.

"Hey guys, come on in," Edward said, coming up behind me.

"Hi," they chorused, walking in and sitting down on the couch.

"What do you guys want to do?" Edward asked, taking a seat next to me, "And no, Alice, we are not doing makeovers,"

"But why not?" she pleaded, jumping up.

"Because Edward is a boy and boys don't wear makeup," Rosalie answered.

"Fine," Alice huffed, crossing her arms and falling back onto the couch.

"What about Air Hockey?" I suggested, remembering that Edward had one of those in the spare bedroom.

"Sounds great," Rose agreed. Edward grabbed my hand and led us all to the spare bedroom. I flipped the little switch that turned the air on.

"Hey, Bella, can I talk to you for a minute?" Rosalie asked. I nodded and walked over to her.

"Is Edward your boyfriend?" she whispered.

"What? No! Why? Where would you get such a crazy idea?"

"I was just wondering. But since you aren't with him maybe I could…" she trailed off.

"What?" she laughed at my horrified expression.

"Relax, I already have a boyfriend," I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay,"

"So?" she pressed.

"So what?"

"So do you like him?"

"Well, yeah I like him," She rolled her eyes.

"Like or like?"

"Oh, there's a difference?" I said sarcastically, even though I knew exactly what she meant by it.

"Well he likes you," she said.

"What? No he doesn't, trust me,"

"Trust me," she mimicked, "He does,"

Okay, so chapter two is officially done! (: What did you think? Please review and let me know! I tried to make this chapter a little longer than the last but I don't think I succeeded…sorry about that. Now I asked this question in the last chap but no one responded! So I'm going to ask it again. And again. And again. Until somebody gives me their opinion on it! Should Edward be Bella's first kiss? If anyone answers that I also have like three different scenarios and ages for her to be at, if you feel like giving your opinion.