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Rosalie, in every after-school detention we had together because of the food fight thing, told me I better be watching my back.

Really, I didn't think much of this. Who would? It is Rosalie Hale, after all, and she says that threat to everyone that poses a threat to her. Buy the same Seven jeans as her? You better watch your back. Wear the same color shirt as her? You better watch your back. Shove a high-calorie cupcake in her face? You definitely better watch your back.

But, I mean, I had friends behind me no matter what I did, no matter what the outcome of the Bet was. Alice and Jessica would always be there to help me with bad hair days and when I was in need of a fashion consultant (which was pretty often, if I'm being honest with myself), or just when I needed support.

But Rosalie Hale was Rosalie Hale. She was cruel—she was totally cruel—I just expected that, after the food fight thing, I had overcome a huge bump in the road, and now all my hatred for her, and that tension, had been cleared. Therefore I was home free.

Guess not.

It started when Edward and I were in the library during lunch, trying to think up some kind of way to incorporate the banana peel/plastic diaper thing for the project. Really, the whole Bet thing... it didn't even matter to me, anymore. I liked Edward much more than I had thought in the beginning.

"We could make biodegradable diapers," he suggested, taking a Smartie from the bowl I had set out in front of us. We had decided each time one of us gave an idea, we could eat a Smartie.

"Out of what, exactly?" I asked.

"Biodegradable material." He snatched another Smartie.

"That did not deserve a Smartie," I told him.

"Why not?"

"Biodegradable material isn't an idea. That part of it was so obvious. Therefore I need a Smartie to make up for the one you took that you didn't deserve." I reached into the bowl, but he grabbed my wrist.

"You don't deserve a Smartie either."

I leaned forward a little. "They are my Smarties in the first place. I will take one when I want one."

"You're breaking your own rules."

I smiled and, with the wrist he wasn't holding, grabbed a handful and shoved them all in my mouth. "What now?" I asked, except a bunch of little colourful pieces spit out of my mouth when I said it and onto the table. I burst into laughter, even though it was much more disgusting than funny—but, to my surprise, so did Edward.

But nothing really happened until Alice, Edward and I were walking out to Edward's car that day. They needed to give me a ride home because Charlie was taking my truck to get the back tire replaced—somehow, it had become flat.

"How's your guys' project going?" Alice said.

"Good," Edward and I said in unison.

"What's it about?"

"Biodegradable stuff," I replied.

"Oh." From the look on Alice's face, I doubted she understood what that meant. So I continued, "It means it can decompose, like, naturally and stuff." She still looked blank, but I decided to stop there.

"Oh, shit." Alice stopped walking. "I left my chemistry textbook in the school... I'll be right back." She spun around on her heel and took off in a sprint towards the school. Edward and I watched her until she disappeared into the school, and then we turned and began walking again.

We approached the car and Edward unlocked the doors. I was about to open the backdoor when my toe caught on a crack in the sidewalk, and I went flying forward, my school books flinging to the ground. Somehow, though, Edward caught me around my waist and pulled me back up before I could reach the pavement.

"Are you okay?" he asked me.

I didn't answer. I was too aware of him. His arms, still around my waist; his eyes, staring worriedly at me; the way his jaw had such a strong line...

And, I don't know how it happened, but I was leaning towards him, and he was leaning towards me, and then I was winding my hands around his neck, pulling myself up so I could reach his lips...

And then we were kissing.

***

I don't know how long we stood there. But I do know that when we stopped, it was because Alice clearing her throat, and we both immediately broke apart, my cheeks flushing. As we all climbed into the Volvo without another word, I think I heard her mutter, under her breath, "Jesus. It took long enough."

***

When I woke up the next morning I wasn't as dreary as usual. I wasn't thinking, Oh God, another day of Rosalie. I wasn't thinking, I'll have to sit through algebra and biology today. Or even, Shit, I forgot to do my homework. Even though I did. Forget to do my homework, I mean. Because, when I woke up that morning, all that I could think was, Edward kissed me. We kissed. I'm going to see him today. After we kissed. Oh my God, I can't believe we kissed.

"'Morning!" I said as I hopped down the stairs. Charlie looked up from over his newspaper.

"Um, 'mornin'," he replied awkwardly.

I spent the next twenty minutes cooking eggs and bacon, Charlie watching in amazement the whole time. Since I made the Bet, we had been having cereal and toast with butter.

"Thanks," he said as I placed a plate down in front of him. "So why are you so happy?"

"I'm not," I said, practically skipping over, giving Charlie a kiss on the cheek, and then grabbing my bag and prancing out the door. "I'll see you later!"

The door shut behind me.

***

Edward and I said hi briefly to each other that morning and he told me to meet him in the third floor storage closet after lunch. I wasn't sure what all the cool kids did in the third floor storage closet, but needless to say I was excited.

I went through lunch thinking, This is so cool, because Edward was sitting with me and Alice for once, and not Rosalie and the rest of them. Even Emmett had come over to sit with us.

"I need to... go to the washroom," Edward said in the middle of a debate between Emmett and Alice (what impact the Internet has on youth today), winked at me, and then got up.

What did that wink mean? Was I supposed to follow him?

"I need to..." I stood up, thinking of an excuse. "Read."

As I walked out of the cafeteria, I didn't notice that Rosalie was also exiting the other door.

***

Before going up to the third floor I went into the bathroom, where I brushed my hair a little and had a mint for my breath. What were we going to do up there, anyways? It was the third floor storage closet. How much could be done in there?

I parted my hair on either of my shoulders, and then decided that looked too done and flipped it everywhere to make it appear messy. This didn't work either, so I brushed it out once more and left it like that. Popping a final mint in my mouth, I made my way up the stairs.

My footsteps were the only sound in the stairwell—everyone else was eating lunch.

I gave myself a silent pep talk once I got to the third floor. Go in there looking confident, I told myself. Everyone says confidence is the sexiest thing in a woman. So just act like—

I didn't give myself time to hesitate. I threw open the door....

And wanted to cry, right then and there.

Rosalie stopped kissing Edward for a second to turn her head to look at me. Edward pushed her away and started walking towards me. "Bella, no, it's not... please, just let me—"

I slammed the door in his face and took off down the hall.