Authors Note:
Okay, well I needed to give you some more background information on the story before I continue. I just want to let you know that Bella is the type of girl who will sing at random (when she's not in danger of letting out her secret). It's sort of like a musical. She will sings songs she "wrote" to describe her feelings.(hint, hint I will be pretending she wrote them). Thanks for reading. And sorry this isn't a chapter.
Also, next chapter isn't going to be long. It's just going to be the rest of the day-walking to lunch to Bella going to sleep. Maybe it will be long…I don't know. That's a lot to cover. I'll have it up by Sunday or Monday.
Again, sorry it's not a chapter. I love you guys! Thanks for reviewing!
Here's the sneak peak I promised:
For the rest of the morning I was so alert that Edward would turn on me once more and demand an answer, but he never did. He let it go like a real gentlemen. I was beginning to really like Edward, and the rest of his family.
Emmet was a softy at heart, a real teddy bear. Who would have thought? A muscular, tough guy was as soft as silk. Well, his goofy grin and childlike topaz eyes sure made him look less intimidating.
Rosalie was actually a really cool girl. She wasn't the drama queen I thought she would have been, but a really down to earth girl with loads of self confidence and didn't take anyone's crap.
Jasper was reserved and didn't talk much, but when he did he was a crack up and a genius. He seemed to love everything about the civil war. (A/N: was that the war he was so obsessed with?).
Alice was a hyper and shopping loving girl packed into five feet (I'm making her five feet). I think we could be best friends; her, Rosalie and me, I mean. We all go together like the three musketeers. And guess what? We all love the Three Musketeers candy bar, isn't that such a coincidence?
And lastly, Edward…
Ha, ha, ha. I felt like being a mean person and leaving you at a cliffy about what she thinks about Edward when he's not dazzling her. Next chapter up soon!
Love, Ally