I do not own Twilight or the characters by any means. They belong to Stephanie Meyers. I always wanted to write my own novel. In the mean time I'm practicing with some fan fiction. Please excuse any misspells and grammar errors. I' am also experimenting with the thesaurus.

EPOV

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I lingered outside my Volvo after school, contemplating rather or not I should offer Bella a ride. I mean she was suppose to come over after school and she did live right across the street…

I decided not to push my luck and just wait for her to head over with Alice and Rosalie. Bringing the Volvo to life it purred effortlessly, I headed out of the school's parking lot, speeding all the way. How I never seem to get pulled over baffled me.

Once I got home I nervously paced around. Good thing Rosalie was already out side with Emmett looking at his jeep or he would for sure give me more crap. I heard the door swing open and my heart skipped a beat. I turned around and felt my heart sink. It was only Jasper and Alice. Alice gave me a mischievous smile. "Bella's on here way. She wanted to change before she came over." She rolled her eyes. "I swear that girl has no fashion sense." she muttered.

"Well you always look good, baby." Jasper hummed in her ear. "Get a room." I groaned. Jasper flashed me a smile. "Not a bad idea." Alice frowned. "Jasper, get serious. Your Uncle's house? Who knows when he will get home! No hun, your just going to have to deal with some very steamy kisses in the mean time." she teased. Double ick. Bella better get here fast before these two end up on the floor doing who knows what, and I didn't want to be here to witness it.

Just than there was a soft knock on the door and I walked as calmly and slowly to the door as I could. Jasper and Alice were already looking at me curiously. How much more attention could I call on myself? "Relax. We are just listening to music. She doesn't want to watch you make out anymore than I do." I reasoned. I opened up the door before they could say anything else.

There she stood. Breathtaking. She smelled divine, like spring, fresh flowers that just came to bloom, filling the wind with a refreshing perfume. I inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent for a moment. She was dressed more casually. She kept on the same pair of jeans, but traded the shirt in for a cotton knitted, thin but long sleeved, deep cerulean blue color. It made her skin look velvety. She also threw her hair up in a pony tail, a few strands escaping, touching her ivory pale skin. I fought the urge once again to push the strands behind her ear.

I gave her my crooked smile. "Follow me." I instructed, showing her the way to my room, where my music was. Good thing Alice and Jasper were now engrossed in each other. I didn't think I could deal with them watching us go upstairs, running different scenarios in their heads, and contemplating if they should stop us. "I keep all my cd's up stairs in my room." I clarified, just in case she was wondering the same thing.

I assumed she nodded, because she didn't say anything, but I could still hear her quiet footsteps behind me. Once we reached the second floor, I heard her say; "Wow. How many floors are there? Where's your room?" she taunted. "Ha. Don't worry we're almost there, one more flight of stairs. I'm on the third floor. Maybe I should've let you walk in front of me? You know just in case you fall again." I guffawed.

"Humph." I heard her say. "I can't help that. It's my nature." she scowled. I laughed quietly to myself. Just that hint of annoyance in her voice made her sound so cute. Once we reached my room, I opened the door and motioned for her to go in first. I left the door open, I didn't want to creep her out or make her think I was trying to lure her in.

I leaned against the back wall, closest to my door and watched as she made her way to my cd collection. I had them on a book self that took up most of the wall. Next to the self's of cds was my stereo. She traced her fingers over the cds and paused her fingers on one. "Debussy?" she questioned looking in my direction with a coy smile playing on her lips. "Do you know Debussy?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in interest. She nodded slowly. "My mom listen to it a lot, mostly Clair de lune. It's one of my favorites as well."

I nodded. "Yeah. I have music from each genre and generation. It's good to listen to different types of music. I personally prefer the classics and rock of course." I winked. Her face became pink and looked so warm. I wanted to place my hand on her cheek and slowly brush my thumb across. Just to feel her skin, just to feel the warmth.

"Well good thing I met you than. You can teach me more about music. My mom's friend Phil is always buying me cds, trying to get into new stuff." she smiled at the memory, dazing off for a moment. "I'm a avid reader though. I'm a big fan of the classics." she shared. I almost told her about when I saw reading at lunch but I didn't want to looking like Mike, like I had prying eyes or something. I shuddered. "What book are you reading now?" I asked, moving to the couch, motioning for her to come sit.

She moved shyly across the room, looking at the ground. Finally after what seemed like forever she sat down. "Well right now I'm reading Pride and Prejudice." she continued. "It's by Jane Austin. She is my favorite author." I'll have to remember that, maybe even ask her cousins what books she already has. I inched closer not even realizing it at first and brought one leg up on my black leather couch, resting my arm on my knee.

"So…." I began; "Are you nervous about your appt. on Thursday?" She looked startled at first than spoke. "Oh yeah, I forgot your dad is my Dr." she looked flustered. "Um, not really. I'm only doing this for my parents sake, to ease their minds. They really do fret too much." she exhaled. "Do you want me to come?" the words were out before I even knew what I was saying. She looked dumbfounded and bit her lip, which I'm starting to think is a habit for her. Though I didn't mind at all, it took a lot of my power to keep my eyes from lingering on her lips. They looked so alluring. "Why would you want to come?" her eyes concerned. "Your not worried to are you? What are they telling you?" she inquired, referring to her family and my dad.

I shook my head. "I thought maybe you would just want the company. If you think it might be weird, I won't go, or I can just pretend I'm accompanying my dad that day…." she cut me off. "No, it was embarrassing enough last time, I don't think I can handle you listening again. No offense." she reached out to touch my arm, that was still resting on my knee, in reassurance. Her hand lingered there for a moment, sending a electric jolt through my arm, flowing into my body. It made me slightly incoherent. How could I ignore this? I never felt anything like this before. It was strange, so captivating.

I stared at her for a moment, her face was tinted pink again, so attractive. She peaked at me from the corner of her eyes, her eyes looked deep and astounded. She had to have felt it too….

"Uh Ummm." I heard somebody clearing their voice, making us both jump. How much time had passed? Had we really been sitting here that long just talking about music and books? Both wondering about that shock from each others contact? Bella looked the most surprised, like she had been caught doing something…? It was Rose, looking all greased up from head to toe. She beamed. "I love working on my man's car." she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling for a minute as she twirled and long blond locks in her finger. She stared off for a moment, before bringing herself to reality. "Anyway, my mom called Bella. She wanted to know if she should pick something up for dinner or…..? Her voice trailed off, and just like that Bella jumped up off the couch.

"Oh! No, call her back and tell her I'm cooking! I almost forgot, thanks Rose." Rose stood at the door for a second and than spoke; "Alright, I'll see you at home. I got to get cleaned up before we eat than." And with that, she was gone. Bella gave me a small smile. "Sorry, I really should go now…thanks for having me over, it was really…nice." I was a bit disappointed that she was leaving already, it didn't feel like there was enough time it the world. And just like that, I couldn't stand it anymore, I reached over and tugged gently on the strand of hair dangling carelessly in her face. I gave her my crooked smile and tucked it slightly behind her ear and as I did I brushed the back of my hand softly against her cheek. I could tell she was blushing, it felt so warm and just as velvety as I imagined.

"Alright, well you shouldn't keep them waiting. Tomorrow?" I asked, trying not to sound to hopeful. She nodded eagerly and than waved goodbye as she walked out my door. I sighed. What was I getting myself into? I just couldn't seem to stop thinking about this girl. I knew my brother and my cousin were waiting to press me for answers…

BPOV

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I couldn't stop thinking about this afternoon, as I made baked chicken legs, drizzled with olive oil and smothered in basil. I'm pretty sure Alice would be excited to know I would be making a Caesar salad and cheesy noodles on the side. That girl and her cheesy noodles.

My mind started drifting off again. Had he really brushed my hair out of my face or had I imagined that? Could he be interested in me? I mean there was no denying the electricity that flowed between us, was he feeling that too? He had too, he looked just as shocked. I didn't expect to come to Forks and start falling for some boy, even though Edward didn't seem like some boy. I expected to come, get checked my Dr. Cullen, prove to my parents nothing was wrong and than have my parents scoop me up as fast as they could. Though they would probably try to avoid taking me out of school till summer.

I avoided the looks from Rose and Alice at dinner. I knew they were waiting to attack me with questions. "How was school today, Bella? I know it must be hard trying to settle back into a routine, but with Alice and Rose there to keep you company, I'm sure your making friends…." Alice interrupted her. "She's making friends alright. She hung out with Edward today." she grinned, jerking her head in the direction of the Cullens house. She didn't! Er, I was going to have to scold her later.

Esme smiled warmly. "Is that right? What's with the women of this house and those Cullen boys?" she blushed slightly but quickly continued. Probably hoping to distract the attention from her glowing face. "He seems like a nice boy. He keeps to himself a lot, but he plays that piano wonderfully." she raised her eyebrow as if to ask if there was anything more going on. I quickly dodge the look and jumped from the table. "Er, yeah, he is nice. I'm going to start cleaning up." I don't think I cleaned up so fast before. I was eager to get it all done and go hide away in my room for the rest of the night. I could feel Alice getting ready to burst in anticipation.

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The next day Edward and I talked in biology, since we didn't sit together at lunch, but I really wanted too. I didn't want to appear too fixated. After school we studied some more on cells, we knew Mr. Banner was waiting to shock us with a pop quiz. According to Edward he liked doing things like that, made him feel like he had power. He swept my hair out of the way a couple more times, along with us brushing hands, but that's as exciting as it got. The atmosphere was so exhilarating though. Of course things were cut short again, so I could make dinner. I didn't mind cooking at all, I was glad Esme and my cousins enjoyed my food. It helped my Aunt Esme relax some. She worked a lot and I wanted her to be able to enjoy her time at home, thought I was always a little disappointed when out time had come to a end for the day.

That night I hid myself in my room again trying to ignore Alice's questioning eyes and Rose's interest. I knew what they wanted to know and I didn't really want to get into it. I wasn't even sure what was going on myself, how could I answer their questions?

Tomorrow was going to be a boring day. Though I would get see Edward in biology, maybe even steal a few glances at lunch, I wouldn't be able to see him after school, since I had my appt. He insisted again on coming with me, for moral support he claimed. But I had my Aunt for that, plus I just rather him not, just in case. I wasn't sure what else Dr. Cullen might want to know, or what other tests he might want to run, and I would rather leave Edward out of that. He seemed a little disappointed but we agreed to hang out on Saturday. I really wanted to get tomorrow over with just so it could be Saturday.

I think we were going to get away from the house, away from the prying eyes. He mentioned something about walking, maybe going on a trail in the woods? I agreed just so I could spend some time with him, though I prayed to the Gods that I wouldn't trip or make a fool of myself that day.

I sighed climbing into bed and tucking my warm, inviting covers over my shoulders and held them tightly. My eyes fluttered close as thoughts of Edward fluttered around my mind.