We drove home with me now in a spectacular mood. I was happier than life itself, despite Tanya mumbling about how the man was 'old, weak and unappealing anyway'. I didn't believe it for a second, neither did Edward, as he simply raised his eyebrows and shook his head, turning his smile back to me. I was acting like a child at Christmas, but I really didn't care. He pulled me tight to his chest and chuckled gently as Jasper started blowing raspberries at me, my mood overwhelming him. I smiled and shrugged.

Eleazar was looking at Edward curiously. Edward frowned gently and shook his head. I poked him, inquiring. Edward debated with himself for a moment before rolling his eyes and simply repeating it out loud.

"Eleazar is under the mistaken impression that I've got bipolar disorder." He sighed. I laughed outright at that. I could agree with the statement; there were so many times when Edward was distant and shadowy and at others he was laughing and messing around as if he were five years old.

"It's only since you have acquired dear Bella, Edward, that your mood significantly lightened. I thank you, Isabella, for knocking some sense into the lad." He smiled, shaking my hand gently, making me laugh yet again.

When we all got back to our home Emmett started up a giant snowball fight, despite us all still being in our beautiful and expensive, skating outfits. Edward and I immediately formed a team. Emmett started randomly shooting, and I mean violently shooting, snowballs at thin air. The Denali clan was completely confused, but Edward fell to the ground laughing.

"Die Steve, die! It's all his brain is thinking."

"Gotta love Emmett."

His ultimate plan was distraction though, while we were all musing and or laughing at Emmett's tactics, Rosalie pummelled us all with snowballs, making them the winning team. I had to hand it to them, every once in a while he could be extremely devious and cunning.

We all then had to change and get comfortable and dry. I was done first and I could hear the others talking downstairs. I slid into Edwards room, looking for one of my favourite shirts of his. I found the emerald green one, and slid it over the tank top I was already wearing. It smelt wonderful and felt warm, like him.

"You look fantastic in my clothes." He said suddenly from the door. He was wearing only a towel, wrapped tightly around his waist. I would've blushed, but all I could do was casually bite my lip and (this took a lot of effort) look to the floor, wrapping my hands behind my back to avoid temptation. Why did he have to be so insanely perfect.

"Wow." I muttered. He chuckled in response.

"Alice stole our outfits. You were the only one to change quickly enough that she didn't get to you."

"Wait! You mean everyone is...?"

"No. She gave them clothing in return, me she gives a towel, and now I know why." He walked confidently towards me, but I could see the awkwardness in his eyes.

"Nothing I haven't seen before." I reminded him, keeping my eyes locked on his. I will not look at his body. I will not look at his body. If only.

He was so incredibly toned, built like a statue carved in ancient Greece, or a drawing by one of the masters, perfectly proportioned, perfectly sculpted, just simple perfect. I felt so hideous beside him, and yet, as I looked into his eyes, for a fraction of a second I felt insanely beautiful. The way he was looking at me left no doubt in my mind that he thought me the most beautiful creature alive. I reached up to kiss him gently and he placed his arms around my waist, gently. That was when I felt that he was still wet and now ruining the shirt I had just put on.

"Hey!" I said, pushing him away. He chuckled and disappeared into his closet.

I walked downstairs to find Alice looking completely innocent. Oh she had mastered the look well. I seriously almost couldn't tell she'd done anything. I walked straight past her and ignored her completely. This confused her more than anything else. She could probably see all of the nasty things I was thinking about saying; stop messing around with Edward and I, get your nose out of other people's business, etc., but I hadn't done any of them. She eyed me suspiciously as I curled up into a ball and waited for Edward. At this point I saw Tanya out of the corner of my eye, practically glowering at me. I looked over to her, confused at first, but suddenly Kate put her hand on Tanya's leg and she hissed almost imperceptibly with the pain. I was the only one, apart from Edward who noticed the whole exchange.

He came down shortly after, wearing one of my shirts. My mouth fell open as he sat down beside me, wearing the shirt. It was not apparent, to anyone but us, as the shirt was a simple black one, androgynous for the most part and fashionably tight on him. On me it was loose. The words on the front were silly, nerdy even.

There are 10 types of people in the world:
Those who understand binary.
Those who don't.

He pulled me closer to him and I chuckled slightly. We were acting like children, laying claims on each other. Cats peed on things they wanted, children grabbed a hold and never let go, we exchanged shirts. Well more like stole...

"Twenty questions!" Alice yelled. "Bella... when is your birthday?"

I blinked a couple of times, thinking about the question, and the date.

"Um, it doesn't matter." I said.

"Yes it does." Edward said, looking intensely at me. No it really didn't. When I was human I hated people doing things for my birthday. Now that I was a vampire, and they had unlimited monetary resources, I seriously didn't want them to do anything. At all.

"Soon." I said. What was today? The Cullens were in the middle of summer holidays, that much I knew. July/August. Somewhere in there. How had I not kept track of the days?

"Bella!" Esme pleaded. I shut my eyes and clamped my hands over my ears. No way. There was no way in hell people were going to start making me confess something like this. Edward pulled my hand off of my ear and whispered into it.

"If you don't tell me when your birthday is, I'll give you a gift every day, to make sure I don't miss it."

"Not fair!" I whined. He laughed gently and mouthed the word 'please'.

"September." I said.

"That's still thirty gifts you will be receiving." Edward smiled. I opened and closed my mouth like a fish a couple of times.

"If I tell you, you have to promise not to go overboard. All of you have to promise!" I said. Alice whined a little but nodded her head. The rest raised their hands in an 'I swear' motion.

"Thirteenth." I mumbled.

"Twelve days! I only have twelve days to find something!?!" Alice yelled. Apparently it was September. She raced off somewhere, leaving the rest of us behind in a kind of daze.

"What the hell is that?" Kate asked, pointing to the glass tank we had in the other room. Bronze. We then had to explain to her all about the butterfly trip and the little escapee. They adored the little creature, loving the environment we had set up for it. Esme had done that. In other countries she had her gardens, but in Alaska she couldn't exactly do that. So she had dedicated her free time to creating a glorious home for Bronze, who was currently fluttering around happily.

"Why do you not want to celebrate your birthday?" Carmen asked me suddenly.

"I don't want them to go out of their way for me. They've done that enough already. Plus, I didn't like it as a human, why would now be any different?" I asked. She nodded in understanding. Edward wrapped his arms around me a moment later.

"Will you permit me to take you somewhere for your birthday? I will buy you nothing, as long as you let me do this." He proposed. I thought about it for a minute.

"When is your birthday?"

"June twentieth, nineteen-oh-one. Please?"

"Fine. Old man." I teased and squirmed away as he tried to tickle me. The rest of the day was uneventful, especially after the Denali clan left again.

"Why was Tanya glaring at me?" I asked, as soon as I knew they were no longer in range.

"She recognised my shirt on you and thought you were rubbing it in that I had fallen for you and not her and so was not really glaring per se, so much as staring evilly." Edward said, all in one breath, making light of the situation. I laughed, of course and repeated the sentence, adding sentence stops where they should have been.

"She recognised the shirt on me. She thought I was rubbing it in, that you had fallen for me, not her, so was – not really glaring, per se – so much as staring evilly."

"Yes." Edward nodded.

"Oi." I mumbled in exasperation. Edward laughed and we went upstairs to his room, to read together, or something similar.

The week passed by surprisingly uneventfully. So did the next one. We all had a movie marathon. Emmett chose first.

"Interview with a Vampire!"

"Dracula!"

"Underworld!"

"Van Helsing!"

There seemed to be a certain theme with the movie choices. Something about a type of mythological creature displayed in all of them... oh yeah. Vampires. Vampires wanting to watch movies about vampires. Oh the irony. The girls chose good ones though.

"Memoirs of a Geisha."

"Kite Runner."

"Slumdog Millionaire."

"The Color Purple."

All about human rights violations if I wasn't mistaken.

"Italian Job."

"Speed."

"Star Wars."

"Armageddon."

"City of Angels."

"Pride and Prejudice."

The list went on. I don't think any of us left the room for days, except Carlisle, who had to work. My brain was filled with plots and characters, quotes and settings... To 'stretch' we all ended up hunting, running around, spreading out, playing tag. I had never felt so childish and carefree. And then my birthday just happened to swing around.

Alice got me dressed, a beautiful sparkling blue dress, and then went and got Edward dressed. He ended up in a tux. Where the hell were we going? No one would answer any questions, though everyone knew.

We slid into his Vanquish and he began speeding down the highway.

"What music do you want?"

"I don't know. Enigma." I answered. The Cross of Changes was put on and I revelled in the car's sound system. Incredible. Absolutely fantastic. Edward pulled a black scarf out of his pocket.

"Would you please wear this, and hold your breath?" he asked as we were winding down a long road. I complied, mumbling slightly. I relied primarily on my hearing. What was that? Beyond the music, I could swear I could hear planes. Flying. We were flying somewhere. What part of 'don't go overboard' didn't they get?

AN – Life gets in the way. This will probably be my last update for a little while. From the 19-25 I will be in Ottawa with limited access to computers, so I won't post that week. The week after maybe. I have two other stories to post for this week too, and then a week of nothing. :( Love you all, thanks for being patient.