(((Do I really need to say it again?)))

Great, this is just great. Edward and I are sitting in Drama. We have to do the readings today, to see who will be Romeo and who will be Juliet. I still don't want to do this. And, also, Alice's smile was a bit suspicious.

"Okay, class, listen up. We are going to do the readings today, so be respectful," she called up a girl and her partner. This continued on till I was called.

"Let's go, Isabella," Edward whispered in my ear.

"Cough, cough, I'm sick, cough, I can't go on," I tried.

"Come on," he dragged me on stage anyway.

"But I don't want to, you don't want to make me do something I don't want to, do you?"

"I don't, but this is school, you don't have a choose. You never graduated, now did you?"

"No," I pouted, he had me there.

"Isabella Mason and Edward Cullen, where are your play books?"

"In our bags," Edward answered

"Why?"

"We don't need them."

"Aren't you going to do the reading?"

"Yes."

"Then why don't you have your books with you?"

"We're book worms" I answered for him," We have read this play multiple times, we could probably recite this whole play backwards."

"Well lets see what you got, please do Romeo and Juliet's first meeting. The right way, not backwards."

"If I profane with my unworthiest hand. This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand. To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss," Edward starts us off.

"Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, which mannerly devotion shows in this; for saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss," I continue.

"Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?"

"Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer."

"O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; they pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair."

"Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake."

"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged."

"Then have my lips the sin that they have took."

"Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again."

"You kiss by the book," when I finished it, a roar of applauds could be heard, and I blushed.

"Brava!" the teacher-lady shouted. Edward wrapped an arm around my waist and we left the stage, "That has got to be the best as of far!" there was another round of applause, which caused me to blush and Edward laugh at my discomfort, I elbowed him in the rib, causing a round of laughter and more blushing on my part, "I don't think that we can get any better! And you already know your lines, that's a major plus for me! But we still need to have the rest of the class come up and try their hands at this piece,"

"So, you are going to become a fickle, suicidal, idiotic teenager. I am going to be a idiotic, suicidal teenager," I said, once we were seated, forgetting about our mini-tussle on stage and putting my head on his shoulder as he wrapped a strong arm around me, half possessively and half protectively.

"Yes, Bells, it looks like we are," Edward replied, "Though, when you where human," he whispered in my ear, "you where suicidal," I stuck my tongue out at him, just like a bratty, little kid, causing him to chuckle.

"At lest I wasn't fickle!" I retort.

"Hey," some girl came up to us and said, she was only talking to Edward and that bugged me, "I was wondering if you would like to go out sometime."

"No," it was a not-so-polite-but-very-simple rejection.

"Why not?" she didn't want to notice me, but I did see her eyes flicker to mine briefly.

"Because, we have plans," I said for him. The girl, who looked a lot like Lauren, looked at me as if she just realized I was there.

"And who are you to say what he can and can not do?"

"My girlfriend," Edward said, taking over, "now, if you would be so kind as to leave, it would be greatly appreciated," Edward said, giving her a smile.

"O-okay," she stuttered, then turned on her heal to leave.

I slapped Edward on the arm, "what was that for?" He whined. It probably didn't even hurt.

"You shouldn't do that to people!" I say, trying not to laugh.

Edward pouted, and then said, "Now my arm hurts."

"Would you like me to kiss it and make it all better?" I ask. He nodded, "Too bad, you should learn not to dazzle every poor, defenseless girl you run into," I smirked. He did the puppy-dog-pout face and made little whining noises. I couldn't say no to that, so I lean up and press my lips to his, but when I tried to pull away, he held me there. When he finally, and reluctantly, pulled away I was blushing. I blushed deeper when I realized that everyone's eyes where on us, well not the teachers, but she was in her office so she didn't count. "Edward?"

"Yes, love?"

"How did I get in your lap?"

"I pulled you there."

"Why?"

"Well, aren't you full of questions?"

"I always am, now why?"

"You weren't close enough," he admitted sheepishly, not meeting my eyes.

"Oh…" I blushed deeper. The class was now talking amongst themselves, most likely about what they just saw…

"What are you thinking about?" I wonder how long I was out of it… (((I do that a lot)))

"Huh? Oh, nothing."

"Bella," he groaned, annoyed.

"Yes?"

"You know I hate when you do that!"

"Actually, I really wasn't thinking anything, for once," he looked amused.

"Really now?"

"Yeah…" I trailed off, not knowing where he was going with this.

"Hmm, maybe I should give you something to think about…" he trailed off this time.

"Like what?"

"You'll see," he answered, smiling to himself. I would have took a sneaky-peek into his mind, but I want him to tell me himself, so I just huff and lean into his chest. His strong arms encircle my waist and his chin props itself up with my head.

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