Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, or it's characters. I also don't own some of the spoken parts of the book, they were, however, necessary for this chapter.

A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed and alerted this story. That really means a lot to me to know you like it! Thanks to Mergirl007 for the beta on this chapter. Hope you enjoy chapter three:)

I had trouble getting to sleep last night. All I could think about was how Bella was still here, and the fact that Edward Cullen saved her. It's still all I think about while I'm getting ready for school. She sure does have a way of grabbing everyone's attention, and not letting go. It's no wonder everyone is in love with her. At least, she doesn't want Mike. She even told him to ask me out, which he did, and our date was amazing. But still, I know he was wishing I was her the entire time. That's just not acceptable.

I ended up having to wait for Bella when I got to school. And, she didn't even show up in her truck. Edward pulls into a parking space in his silver Volvo, and who gets out of the car when he opens the passenger side door? Bella, of course. I stood under the roof's overhang to the cafeteria, with my jacket over my arm, and my eyes bugging out of my head, I'm sure.

"Hey Jessica." She called when she was a few feet away. "Thanks for remembering." I handed her the jacket, not able to speak quite yet.

"Good morning, Jessica." Edward said.

"Er…hi. I guess I'll se you in Trig." I said. I gave her a look, and I know it said she was explaining everything in class.

"Yeah, I'll see you then." I walked away, but I paused twice to look over my shoulder at them. They were whispering now, great.

I was fuming throughout my classes until it was time for Trig. This is unbearable. What's going on?

Finally, after a long and agonizing wait, the bell rang, announcing the change of classes. For once, I was actually looking forward to Trig. I sat in the back row, and I was bouncing, trying to keep myself from pouncing on her. I know I can't stand her, but hello, I'm not the gossip queen for nothing. I can't decide what is most important on my mind right now, finding out how she's still here, or getting every juicy detail to spread around. "Tell me everything!" She wasn't even in her seat when I pounced.

"What do you want to know?" She was avoiding the question. It wouldn't work.

"What happened last night?"

"He bought me dinner, and then he drove me home."

I glared at her. "How did you get home so fast?"

"He drives like a maniac. It was terrifying." She sounded hopeful as she said that. I wonder why…

"Was it like a date…did you tell him to meet you there?" This is the important part.

"No…I was very surprised to see him there." Damn, I was almost hoping it was a date. That would at least explain why he was there to save the day, again.

"But he picked you up for school today?"

"Yes…that was a surprise, too. He noticed I didn't have a jacket last night."

"So are you going out again?" Again, this is very important, but for different reasons.

"He offered to drive me to Seattle Saturday because he thinks my truck isn't up to it…does that count?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"Well, then, yes."

"W-o-w." I exaggerated. "Edward Cullen."

"I know."

"Wait! Has he kissed you?" That would be some good news to divulge to Lauren. She'd be so pissed, she's been crushing on him since they moved here, and he's shown her no interest. At least she's not alone in that group, the rest of the female population of Forks is in the same club.

"No, it's not like that." I know I looked disappointed, I couldn't help it.

"Do you think Saturday…?"

"I really doubt it."

"What did you talk about?" I was whispering now because Mr. Varner just started class. Luckily, he wasn't paying much attention.

"I don't know, Jess, lots of stuff. We talked about the English essay a little."

"Please, Bella, give me some details." I was practically begging for information now. I didn't care anymore. I have to know.

"Well…okay, I've got one. You should have seen the waitress flirting with him - it was over the top. But he didn't pay any attention to her at all."

"That's a good sign. Was she pretty?"

"Very – and probably nineteen or twenty."

"Even better. He must like you."

"I think so, but it's hard to tell. He's always so cryptic." She sighed as she said this.

"I don't know how you're brave enough to be alone with him."

"Why?"

"He's so…intimidating. I wouldn't know what to say to him." I could remember how I could barely speak this morning.

"I do have some trouble with incoherency when I'm around him."

"Oh well. He is unbelievably gorgeous."

"There's a lot more to him than that." She almost sounded angry as she said this.

"Really? Like what?" I asked her, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"I can't explain it right…but he's even more unbelievable behind the face."

"Is that possible?" I giggled. Why am I being so nice to her? I'm actually acting like she's my friend. I can't wait for this class to be over. "So you like him then?" As much as I didn't want to talk to her anymore, I had to have all the answers.

"Yes."

Does she think that's going to make me happy? Hah! "I mean, do you really like him?"

"Yes." She blushed as she said this.

"How much do you like him?" She better not answer with one word again. I think I might explode!

"Too much. More than he likes me. But I don't see how I can help that." She whispered.

As soon as the bell rang, she started talking about Mike, trying to change the subject from herself to me. Lucky for her, I'm my favorite subject.

"In English, Mike asked me if you said anything about Monday night." She said.

"You're kidding! What did you say?!" I gasped. I was sidetracked, because my next favorite subject, after myself, was Mike.

"I told him you said you had a lot of fun – he looked pleased."

"Tell me exactly what he said, and your exact answer!" I had to know. I mean, this could be a matter of life and death.

As we walked to Spanish, we talked about what Mike said. I was dissecting everything she told me, seeing if I could get some insight as to how he felt about me. I was going to say something when the bell rang, and Bella jumped out of her seat with a happy expression. I knew she wasn't sitting with us again today.

"You're not sitting with us today, are you?" I asked her, already knowing the answer.

"I don't think so." As we walked out the door, Edward was leaning against the wall to the building. "See you later, Bella." I said as I walked towards the cafeteria. As I was walking past Edward, he gave me a funny look. Almost as if he knew there were multiple reasons for why I was interrogating Bella for the information about the night before. That's really weird.

The first half of the lunch period, I was watching Bella and Edward, trying to figure out every move, every smile, every look. God, I have a problem. I don't even like this girl, and I'm trying to help her figure out how much the hottest guy on the planet likes her. For the second half of lunch, after giving up trying to figure Edward out, I was thinking about my plan, trying to find other ways to get rid of Bella.

After about five minutes, I felt a pair of eyes on my face. I looked up from my lunch tray to find Edward's eyes boring into mine. They were livid. They were more than livid. He looked as though he wanted to kill me. What did Bella tell him to make him look at me like that? Damn her! That just gives me even more motivation to get rid of her…

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update. I just got a new job and I'm working third shift, so chapters might not come very quickly. I'll try my hardest though :) Review please!

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