Surprises

Disclaimer: Dont own anything.

After the dance, Edward had driven me home and said he would pick me up tomorrow morning. Guess he was still being a gentleman since that day we met. Charlie hadn't come back yet, but I was feeling a bit better knowing that he was still alive and able to leave me messages on the answering machine.

I woke up extra early knowing that Edward was coming, and tried to make myself look presentable. I was halfway done getting my jeans on when I heard a knock on the door. Shit! Why did he have to come this early?

I was jumping around my room trying to get my jeans fully on, trying to find my backpack, and seeing if I needed anything else at the same time. I grabbed everything I needed and ran down the stairs without tripping. I opened the front door, and he smiled at me. I looked down to make sure I had zipped up my jeans properly.

"Are you ready, or do you need a moment to put on your shoes?"

I blushed a bright red and put on my shoes as quickly as possible. It's kind of hard to concentrate when your crush is standing right above you. I grabbed my bag and walked with him to his shiny car.

On the ride to school, he told me that he had an awesome time at the dance and how Lauren and her clan had tried to get Edward to dance with them…even though the dance had pretty much ended. He also mentioned something about maybe switching classes, but I couldn't really hear because I was laughing too hard at the desperation in his voice when he told me he literally tried to run away from Lauren, Jessica, and Richelle.

We drove into the school parking lot, and we said our goodbyes. I found Angela, and told her everything with Edward about how I might like him

"You know, you wouldn't be the first girl to have a major crush on him." She looked at me.

"I know, but he seems so…sweet. He's like the perfect boyfriend!"

We talked about Edward until we reached my English class and said goodbye to each other. I walked in the room and saw Mike sitting in my seat probably waiting to ask me about the dance.

"So how did you like the dance?" He raised an eyebrow, smiled at me, and ran his fingers through his hair. I think he was trying to look sexy. Ha! In his dreams. I seriously wanted him to go away. Nothing could be worse than making yourself look like an idiot in front of your crush even before school starts, then having to talk to the guy who has a crush on you when school actually starts.

"Actually, I had a pretty fun time! I danced with a whole bunch of people, and Edward Mason-"

He flinched at Edwards name. Probably because he knew that Edward could get any girl he wanted, and if he wanted a girl, he would have to be as good as Edward.

"-was so nice to me! I mean, he talked to me and danced with me- "

"Well, I'm glad you had a nice time" He interrupted me and I was taken aback.

Mike sulked to his seat on the other side of the room. I felt bad for being so mean to him in the morning, but then my teacher shushed us and told us to read our books. Not even five minutes, and my mind started to wander…Bella, I hate to admit it, but you are absolutely head over heels for Edward. If he breaks your heart-

"Excuse me," A voice broke the silence of my classroom.

I looked up from my book and saw Edward standing in the doorway of my English 12 class. What the hell!? I saw him walk up to the teacher and give him a little pink slip.

"I am suppose to get this signed from you, I'm switching into your class."

The teacher looked at him, signed the pink slip, then motioned him to pick a seat in the classroom. He looked around the room, until he looked at the back of the class and saw me gawking at him. And of course, he just HAD to pick the one seat right in front of me. Great, now how am I suppose to concentrate on my work without accidentally writing down 'Isabella Mason' all over my papers?

He quietly sat down, and started reading a book like everyone else. I tried to read my book again, but my eyes kept wandering over the pages and looking at the back of Edwards perfect head. Stop thinking about him! You're probably not the only girl he treats this nice you know. I decided to shut off my conscience and think of him anyways.

I imagined me and him walking on sandy beaches… holding hands, talking, laughing. Then he would lay me on a giant towel on the sand at start to kiss me- wait… too movie-like.

I next imagined me and him at a carnival…Our hands were locked and he kept looking into my eyes and smiling that crooked smile I couldn't get out of my head. We went on rides until we both felt sick to our stomachs, and he won me a giant pink elephant from hitting some bottles down. We would laugh the whole time, and he would buy me cotton candy and feed it to me. Then, we sat on the Ferris wheel and looked me in the eyes. He took my face in his hands, and leaned down- Why do these always end with him kissing me? Can't we just say goodbye or something?

Its because you want it to happen. My conscience had come back, and I was sadly agreeing with it for once.

"Happy to see me?" He smirked.

I snapped out of my thoughts and realized I was staring at him the whole time I was daydreaming. I had no clue how long he saw he looking at him, but I'm pretty sure it was a while. I blushed, and tried to think o something witty to say.

"Oh shut up." I looked away from him and he went back to his book smiling.

The next 2 days were hell, for many reasons. Charlie still hadn't got back yet from Port Angeles, and I was starting to get really worried. The nightmare I had before the dance kept replaying in my dreams. Also, sitting in my classes, hours seemed like minutes, and the suspense of the 'date' was killing me. Edward sitting in front of me didn't help much either.

The last bell rang on Friday and I walked to my locker. I was taking my time, wandering the halls and not paying attention to anything. Charlie isn't home, so why rush? As I turned the corner, I gasped.

Edward was leaning against my locker, and was talking to his giant of a brother. He looked at me, saw my expression, and smirked. God I loved it when he did that. I slowly made my way to my locker- Edward still looking at me- and stopped in front of him.

"I believe your in front of my locker."

"Yes, that is quite true. What are you going to do about it?"

"I'm going to tell you to move, or I will have to do it myself."

He raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Try me."

Damn, I should have known this was coming. I reached out my arms and tried to pushed his shoulders sideways slightly, but he didn't budge. I went over and stood beside him and bumped him with my hip, but that only made his body move slightly; not his feet. His feet! I quietly put my foot behind his feet, as he was leaning against my locker and was looking at his brother, and swept his feet from underneath him. Him, not expecting this, grabbed onto the nearest possible thing trying to steady himself; me.

His arms grasped my shoulders, and he pulled me down with him. Me, being pulled down by him, fell forward into Edwards lap as he made a little gasp, not expecting this at all. Me being me, blushed a crimson red while his bear of a brother just stood there laughing at us. Edward just looked at me sitting on him, then smiled an impish grin. He let go of my shoulders and put his hands around my waist.

"Not how you'd expect us to meet up right?"

"It was your damn fault…You didn't move when I asked you. And why are your hands around my waist?"

Just as I thought things couldn't get any worse, Lauren and her little clan walked around the corner. Now, If she was me, she would understand this situation perfectly well; that it was an accident. But she was not me, and her eyes almost popped out of her eye sockets as she saw me sitting on Edwards lap with Edwards hands that were around my waist. Not good.

I was waiting for her to explode, but surprisingly, she didn't. This struck me as odd, and I wondered what she was up to.

FLASH

"What the HELL was that?" I thought out loud as I looked around the almost empty hallways.

"That, my friend," Lauren sneered,

"Is a digital camera."

I looked at her and I tried to hide my face from the shock I was feeling, so my only response was a little gasp and more blushing.

I saw where the flash had come from. Jessica was standing behind her, once again, and was holding up a very new looking, digital camera. Her eyes too, were almost out of her eye sockets.

I was still mad at her for making Edward spill the juice on me at the dance, so I decided to rub it in a little.

"Oh well! At least I have my Edward with me! What are we going to be doing tomorrow?"

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and I'm pretty sure he understood what I was trying to do.

"It's a surprise, but I'm positive you'll like it."

He winked at me, (making sure Lauren and her clan saw) and touched the tip of my nose with his index finger. He looked me straight in the eyes and smiled that crooked smile that took my breath away. I had the sudden urge to wrap my arms tighter around him and bring him closer to me. Ok Bella, that's going a bit over the line. What you're doing now is good enough. I turned to look at Jessica and her clan and sure enough, they were all standing there quietly fuming to themselves. I tried to hide my emotions once again, but instead of a gasp and blushing, it just turned into a fit of giggles. The trio stomped away, and I looked at the clock.

"Edward, I need to go home and make myself some dinner so I don't starve to death. Can you let me get off you so I can open my locker?"

"Only if you allow me to drive you home again. Thursday was my fault only because I had soccer after school."

I remembered walking home on Thursday. I had almost given myself a heart attack running 99 percent of the way.

"Fine, whatever." I tried to sound bored but my mind was already setting off fireworks.

I grabbed my things from my locker and Edward walked with me to his car. When we got in, I tried to make light conversation.

"So why did you move into my English class?" I asked him.

"Technically, it's the teachers classroom, and I came into there because our class had too many students. Remember, this is only the first week of school, so classes have to make adjustments."

Wow, its only been a week of school? Time is going by so slow for me…

The rest of the car ride was silent, and he dropped me off with a quick goodbye. I went inside using the key in my bag and went upstairs to do my homework.

A couple hours later, I heard a knock on the door. I thought of the only person it could be, and realized,

"Charlie!" I almost yelled.

I quickly glanced out the window and saw a cruiser parked outside, and almost tripped on my way to the door running so fast. I flew down the stairs and opened the door-

"Are you miss Isabella Swan?" A police officer in a dark blue uniform asked me. His shiny badge glittered from the porch light.

No Charlie. Then why- Oh My God…Where's Charlie!?

"Y-yes…I am."

"And your father is Chief Charlie Swan?"

"Why are you here sir? Has my dad come back? Where is he!?"

I was almost at the point of hysterics. I couldn't take it anymore. I've been waiting for just five days and I was getting really worried.

"I'm sorry to tell you, but your father has passed away."

I just looked at him in silence. I never knew that your whole childhood and future could disappear and be ruined all together just by one sentence. The police officer looked at me, and he hung his head low. I tried to calm down. I took a deep breath through my nose and asked the police man,

"H-how did this happen."

He looked up and sighed.

"We were tracking down the murderer. All of the force split up, searching through some forests beside Port Angeles, and Charlie's group came across a small shack in the center. He called to see who was in there, and the murderer supposedly tried to run for it. They both shot at each other, and they both hit each other. The murderer is in the hospital, but your father died at the scene. I'm so sorry."

He took his hat off, and walked towards his cruiser shaking his head, leaving me in the doorway by myself. I watched the car pull out of the drive way, and went inside. I closed all the lights as I made my way to my room, and laid on my bed. I've never had this feeling before. It's like my heart was being shredded by all the memories of Charlie, and I couldn't do anything about it. The waterworks were starting, and I didn't even bother to try to stop them. I just cried, and cried, and cried.

The next morning, I didn't even bother getting up. Today was my date with Edward, but I was in no position or mood to be going out after what happened last night. I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My eyes were red again, and I also had dark shadows underneath my eyes. I washed my face with cold water until my face turned back to its normal pale color, and went to my room to see if there was anything I could do to kill, no wait, loose track of, time. When I heard a soft knock on the door, I almost started crying because it reminded me of last night. I walked downstairs, still in my pajamas, and opened the door. Edward was shocked to see me not ready, and I thought I would just get it over with.

"Edward, I don't feel well today. I'm sorry, but I can go on our date. Maybe another time."

I started closing the door, but Edward stopped it with his hand.

"What do you mean you can't go out today? Is everything alright." He tried to look me in the eyes, but I turned away.

"No." was all I said to him before I slammed the door. Forks was a small town, he would find out eventually.

I ran to my room and slammed the door. I was lying face down into my pillow, and all that was on my mind was the memories of Charlie that were slowly playing in my mind as I started to cry once again.