AN: Hey everyone. Sorry this chapter took so long. Life just gets in the way sometimes. Also Edward and Bella do sing together in this chapter so in order for you not to get confused, here is the key. When Edward sings he has normal font, when Bella sings it's in bold, and when they sing together it's in bold and itallic. So thank you for all the reviews and enjoy the next chapter!

I do not own anything from the "Offspring." I don't own "Zoolander" and I don't own anything from the twilight saga.

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Bella's POV


I looked out my window in my room when I heard Edward pull into the driveway. The expected fluttering in my heart started when I saw his beautiful shiny bronze hair. I cursed myself
inwardly at the annoying reaction.

You like Jacob not Edward! I scolded myself.

I went to the bathroom one more time to check up on myself, knowing that Charlie would answer the door for Edward. I just wanted to get this date over with but at the same time I wanted to figure out these unwanted feelings that I was experiencing whenever I was around him, or thought of him.

When I looked in the mirror I sighed, wishing that I could look better without seeming like I was trying too hard. I was feeling more and more self conscious the more I was around Edward. I wore a forest green button up top, blue jeans, and some black chucks. This morning, this had seemed like a good outfit to wear to La Push beach on a cold day. Now I wasn't so sure.

"Bells! Edward's here!"

I sighed at my reflection in the mirror. It would have to do.

I grabbed my jacket from off the bed and took large strides towards my beautiful nightmare named Edward Cullen. Beautiful because of his dashingly good looks, nightmare because he's... Edward.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs where Edward and Charlie were, I took a deep breath. It should have been illegal for him to look so good. He wore a green shirt that contrasted perfectly with his emerald eyes, jeans that hung low on his hips, and black shoes.

I looked up from my ogling and saw Edward smirking.

"What?" I asked self consciously.

"We match."

I looked down at what I was wearing as if I had forgotten. He was right. I felt my cheeks warm up.

"What a... coincidence."

He just continued to smirk while an awkward silence hung heavy in the room. It wasn't until I heard clearing of the throat that I realized Charlie was still in the room.

Edward looked at Charlie and said, "I won't have her back late Charlie."

"Thank you. Nice seeing you again Edward." He took Edward's hand and gave him a friendly pat on the back.

"Shall we Bella?" Edward asked, reminding me that Jacob said that exact same thing to me.

I quietly nodded and followed him out the door towards his stupid shiny Volvo.

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It was quiet when we drove towards La Push, another repeat of yesterday. It seemed like fate wanted me to compare my dates with Edward and Jacob, like it knew that I wasn't going to make the right choice.

"Bella," Edward said breaking the silence. "Why are you so quiet?"

I swallowed.

"No reason. I just have nothing to say."

"Really?" He asked in a disbelieving voice. "I was half expecting you to say something about how much you like Jacob or remind me that you don't actually want to go on this date."

I flinched. His voice was laced with venom. I quickly recovered though.

"Edward I already said that I want to go on this date with you. Did you hear me that time? I want to."

He rolled his eyes.

"Whatever Bella."

My angered started building even more.

"You know what Edward? Just take me back home. If you're going to be like this, I'm changing my mind. I don't want to go on the date with you."

It was quiet for a moment and then Edward sighed.

He looked at me but I refused to look at him and crossed my arms in front of my chest.

"Bella I'm sorry," he said in a soft voice. "I guess I can't help but feel jealous of Jacob."

I chose that moment to look at his face, searching to see if his apology was sincere.

His lips were set in a straight line and his eyes looked sad. He even had the decency to look slightly embarrassed.

I patted his knee.

"Don't be Edward. I just don't think you and I are meant to be."

Complete lie. I didn't necessarily think we belonged together but I still didn't think we didn't. I was just so confused.

I looked at Edward again and his face looked torn, but I could tell he was trying to hide it. He was failing miserably. I had to think of something fast to cheer him up.

"I mean, don't get me wrong. You are really, extremely good looking. I mean all those girls at school constantly want you. I bet they would absolutely die to receive the affection you give me."

At that Edward slightly smirked. I smiled. I hope it made him feel better.

"Well that's true. I mean 'All the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy.'"

He smiled cheekily at me as I swatted at his arm playfully. That was so Edward Cullen. On the bright side I was glad he was feeling better.

"Give it to me baby!" I said in a cooing voice to play along with him.

"Uh huh! Uh huh!"

"Give it to me baby!"

"Uh huh! Uh huh!"

"Give it to me baby!"

"Uh huh! Uh huh! And all the girlies say 'I'm pretty fly for a white
guy.'"

We both laughed at our stupidity and start banging to the head of the tune Edward was singing that went along to the song.

When he was finished he said in a deep Mexican accent, "Uno, dos,treis, quatro, cinco,cino,seis."

I laughed at his attempt to do that Mexican accent. He was really goodactually! I shouldn't be surprised though since he was getting an A plus in Spanish.

He went on singing in his normal voice, "You know it's kind of hard, just to get along today. Our subject isn't cool, but he thinks it anyway. He may not have a clue, and he may not have style. But everything he lacks, well he makes up in denial!"

I joined him in the chorus by singing, "So don't debate! A player strait! You know, he really doesn't get it anyway. He's gonna play the field, and keep it real. For you no way, for you no way. So if you don't rate, just over compinsate. At least you know you can always go on Ricki Lake. The world need wannabes so, Hey! Hey! Do that brand new thing!"

Give it to me Baby!

Uh Huh! Uh Huh!

Give it to me Baby!

Uh huh! Uh huh!

Give it to me Baby!

Uh huh! Uh huh!

And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly

For a white guy!

He needs some cool tunes
Not just any will suffice.
But they didn't have Ice Cube
So he bought Vanilla Ice.
Now cruising in his Pinto,
He sees homies as he pass.
But if he looks twice
They're gonna kick his lily ass!

So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway.
He's gonna play the field, and keep it real.
For you no way, for you no way.
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate.
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake.
The world loves wannabe's.
So Hey! Hey! do that brand new thing!

Now he's getting a tattoo.
Yeah he's gettin' ink done.
He asked for a '13',
But they drew a '31'.
Friends say he's trying too hard
And he's not quite hip.
But in his own mind
He's the, he's the dopest trip!

Give it to me Baby!

Uh huh! Uh huh!

Give it to me Baby!

Uh huh! Uh huh!

Give it to me Baby!

Uh huh! Uh huh!

Uno, does, treis, quatro, cino, cino seis!

So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway.
He's gonna play the field, and keep it real.
For you no way, for you no way.
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate.
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake.
The world needs wannabe's.
Oh the world loves wannabe's.
So let's get some more wannabe's.
And (Hey! Hey!) do that brand new thing!

We were laughing so hard by the end of the song that Edward had to pull over on the side of the road. Tears were running down his cheeks and I held my stomach as is started to cramp up.

"You were so good at the 'give it to me baby!'" Edward managed to say through laughs.

I laughed in return.

"Yeah, I loved your Mexican accent."

As our laughter died down, the car became comfortably quiet.

I looked at Edward and saw that his eyes gradually changed from humour to... adoration? In a matter of seconds.

I cleared my throat and looked away awkwardly.

I shook my head to clear the image of Edward's adoring eyes from my head. I couldn't fall under the spell of his emerald green pools. I wanted to dive into them and never come out.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Edward reaching toward me. Before I could react he gently gripped my chin and slowly turned my head towards him.

We stared at each other for what felt like hours but if was most likely only minutes.

My breathing was becoming ragged from how fast my heart was pumping my blood through my veins, feeling like boiling oil.

I saw Edward start to come closer to my face causing me smell his wonderful smelling musky scent.

I gasped at the closeness of our faces and said, "W-we should get going."

I backed up quickly leaving Edward dazed and confused in the same position.

"What?" He asked slowly.

"We should go if we want to make it to La Push before dark," I said trying to make a joke out of our awkward situation.

Edward frowned slightly but nodded.

He put the car back in drive and started towards La Push beach where it was once again, awkwardly quiet.

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"Come on Bella!" Edward shouted at me as I struggled to make it through all the tons of sticks and logs that were in front of the beach.

"Hold on! You know how clumsy I am!" I shouted back.

I heard Edward laughing at my predicament.

"Jerk," I muttered to myself.

After tripping over sticks and getting scraped slightly through my jeans by one of the sticks that was sticking out, I finally reached Edward. I looked up at him and glared at his amused smirk.

I rolled my eyes.

"You know it'd be nice if you could go one day without terrorizing me or making fun of me."

Edward frowned.

"I'm just joking Bella. Sheesh, learn how to take a joke will ya?"

I put my hands on my hips and glared at him.

"I know how to take a joke! It's just your jokes aren't particularly funny!" I growled out.

He put his hands on his heart and widened his mouth in mock horror.

"Bella! How could you? You know you can't resist my charm and 'Blue Steal' looks!" And then suddenly he pursed his lips and slightly squinted his eyes making them look intense to imitate Ben Stiller's look.

I laughed and swatted him on the chest.

"Okay Zoolander," I said sarcastically.

His "Blue Steal" turned into a huge grin when he heard me laughing. Before I knew it I felt his hands on my sides and tickling me into oblivion.

"Edward! S-stop!"

He did as I asked and let me catch my breath.

"See," He said in a teasing, but joking voice."You do think I'm funny."

I straitened up and pretended to dust something off my shirt... which was an odd thing for me to do.

"No I think Ben Stiller's funny," I retorted and started walking along the beach.

He caught up with me quickly.

"Nuh uh! I invented 'Blue Steal.' The writers of that movie saw me onthe streets when I went to Seattle and begged to me if they could use it."

I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah right Edward, you would have to have been either nine or ten years old when they saw you."

He shrugged.

"Goes to show I always looked like a Greek God." He put his arm around my shoulders and bent down so his lips were at my ear. "I could be your own personal Adonis."

I couldn't help myself. I gasped and visibly shivered at the contact of Edward's lips on my ear. I wonder how good they felt other places...

I shook my head at the thought.

I shrugged his arm off of me and stepped a foot to the right, to give us more space and not because I was totally turned on by my thought.

Yeah right, keep telling yourself that Bella.

"So what do you want to do?" Edward asked, acting like he didn't notice me step away from him even though I saw his eyes slightly turn frustrated.

I shrugged.

"I dunno. Maybe do what people do normally when they're on dates and get to know each other, and not like last time when all we did was talk about our preteen years and how you constantly tormented me," I said in a matter-of-fact voice.

Edward looked at me, gave me a blank expression then looked forward again.

"I already know all there is to know about you Bella," he said in a quiet voice.

I rolled my eyes not believing him. Just because we had known each other since sixth grade, doesn't mean he knows everything about me.

"Yeah right,"

"Really," He said in a tone that made it sound like I was stupid tonot believe him. "I do. Your favorite color changes from day to day. Your favorite book is Wuthering Heights and favorite movie is Romeo and Juliet. You act more like an adult because when your mother raised you in Phoenix, she acted more like a kid rather than the adult and you had to balance it. Your favorite stone is emerald but it used to be garnet. Your birthday is September 13th 1991. Your favorite animal is a wolf. You want to be writer when you get out of high school. You
don't tend to really care about music, but if you had to choose it would be classical. Claire De Lune is your favorite song. Your favorite thing to eat is Mushroom Ravioli and your favorite drink is Coke. Your favorite TV show is The Vampire Diaries because you think vampires are sexy and you also like it because it's based off a what you like to do the most is read."

I looked at him with wide eyes. How did he know all this? Had he been observing me all these years? My heart started to swell with emotions and butterflies began to flutter in my stomach.

I was confused at my reaction. A normal person should have been repulsed by the news that Edward Cullen knew everything about them... okay maybe not but I know that Bella Swan was suppose to feel that way and not... flattered?

"Do you need me to name more or did you get the point?" Edward asked.

"I got the point," I muttered.

It was quiet for a moment while I smelled the salty sea air and felt the wind blow through my hair.

I felt Edward staring at me.

When I looked towards him he didn't look away.

"What?" I asked self consciously.

"You look beautiful when the wind is blowing through your hair."

I blushed and looked down at my feet. I didn't respond to his compliment. Instead I asked how he knew all that stuff about me.

He brought up his hand to pull back his hair at the top of his head.

"We've known each other since sixth grade Bella. How could I not know?" He started laughing and went "Psh."

"I don't know any of that stuff about you," I pointed out.

He stopped walking and looked at me. I stopped walking too and stared at his beautiful face.

What I saw made me sad. His eyes were so full of hurt.

"Not one thing?" He quietly asked.

I slowly shook my head.

He sucked his lips into his mouth and then turned away from me, gripping his hair so hard that it looked like he was going to pull it out.

I swallowed nervously and slowly walked toward him. When I reached him I tentatively brought put my hand and put it on one of his shoulders.

"Edward, are you okay?"

"Damn it Bella! You're going to be the death of me I swear!"

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. What the hell was he talking about?

"Edward what's wrong?"

I jumped when he abruptly spun around and strides towards me with his long legs.

When he reached me he grasped my shoulders tightly and bent down so his head was on my shoulders.

"Have you truly not noticed me as more than an acquaintance for all the time we've know each other?"

I was at loss for words. What did he mean? Did he notice me more as an acquaintance?

Of course he did Bella! He could write a whole fucking novel about the information he spewed towards you about yourself. I scoldedmyself.

He looked up into my eyes and I saw the desperation in his gaze.

"We've known each other for six years Bella! And I've been in love with you ever since I first saw you," He took a deep breath and looked deeply in my eyes, dazzling me. "Why can't you see that we belong together?" He asked in an agonized voice.

At that I shook his hands off me and I backed away from him. I looked down and rubbed my arms, suddenly feeling a chill go through my body.

"Edward you aren't in love with me," I muttered, the words barely passing my lips.

"Yes I am!" He said firmly between clenched teeth, stepping towards me with his hand clenched at his sides.

"No you don't!" I shouted. "I am so sick and tired of this lie Edward!" I growled out. I continued on, "All I hear from everyone is how much Edward Cullen loves me and how I should give you a chance and how Jacob Black is no good for me. But mostly I'm sick and tired of YOU telling me and everyone else that I'm going to 'marry you' someday. You can't fucking keep saying that because you don't mean it! You only want me so bad because I don't fucking jump into your bed with you every second I can like most girls do!" I felt the tears
building up in my eyes as I took a breath. Before he could say something I continued to rant on.

"And what's worse is that you do it on purpose! You are always dazzling girls with your eyes so that they'll sleep with you. If you truly loved me, you would have waited for me instead of picking fights with Jacob and acting like it's a competition to gain my affections."

I took a deep breath, and kept breathing heavily to keep myself from crying.

No I couldn't be in love with him.

"Who are you trying to convince more with that? Me or yourself?" Edward asked in a tight voice. It was then I realized I said my declaration out loud.

I just stared at him bewildered. How could he possibly have the nerve to ask me that?

I shook my head and crossed my arms, ignoring the way parts of my hair flew across my face.

"Just take me home Edward." I said in a shaky voice, walking past him.

Before I could walk too far he grabbed my arm.

"Please," He said in a soft wounded voice. "Please just give me a fair chance."

"You've had six years for a fair chance. It's your fault you didn't take it." And at that I continued on towards his car.

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I lay in bed, thinking about what Edward said.

I kept replaying in my head how he told me he loved me. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't believe him. Edward Cullen did not fall in love, and I found out the hard way when I was younger.

I was thirteen years old, and I had finally decided to ask Edward to the spring dance. I dressed in the best outfit I owned as I prepared myself to ask him.

Despite of how much he tormented me I believed my mother when she said that boys were only ever mean to you if they like you.

And so at the time (not that Iwould ever admit it) I took it to heart whenever Edward said that someday he'd marry me.

So when I went to his locker I stopped when I saw him because... he was making out with Jessica Stanley, a girl that had always been my friend.

I couldn't be mad at Jessica because I hadn't told anyone about my feelings towards Edward. But I knew I could be mad at Edward. He had me fooled all this time that he liked me just as much as I liked him. Well I wasn't going to make that same mistake again.

I looked at my clock and saw it was only eight o'clock. It was then I realized I knew what I had to do. I hoped it wasn't too late.

I quickly grabbed my phone a dialled the number to the person I was calling.

I drummed my fingers on the table as I waited for someone to pick up the phone.

When someone finally answered I asked, "Hey, is Jacob there?"

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Edwards POV

I lay on my bed in remorse, looking at my ceiling. How could I have screwed up so badly? Bella's words came back to me when she told me that if I truly cared for her that I would have waited for her. I knew it seemed like I was trying to compete for her love but I really just wanted to be with her.

But she was right. I was an asshole for not waiting for her. I was just a stupid hormonal teenage boy that sometimes couldn't help himself. Like in seventh grade when I got my first
kiss by Jessica Stanley. She said she wanted to ask me something when all of a sudden she attacked me. I was shocked at first and I couldn't help but kiss her back. I felt bad but I couldn't help but think of Bella in her place. Why couldn't Bella love me like that?

I sighed at the memory when all of a sudden I heard Alice shout, "WHAT?"

I jumped at the sound of her voice. I was going to see what was wrong when not a moment later my door was thrown open and I saw the face of a frantic looking Alice.

"Alice! What's wrong?" I asked in a concerned voice.

"Edward, you have a problem."

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