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A/N: Hello, do you guys know how much sneaking around I had to do to write this? A lot; and I thought a Bella POV would fit this chapter better, but I will alternate so don't worry. Do you think I did well on the Edward POV?
BPOV:
Day after day dragged on and my school life came to an abrupt halt. (Not that I ever really had one). It had been days since I even looked in Mike's direction, and I think furious were an understatement.
It didn't matter to me anymore though- well it never really did but now it was more noticeable. Edward had enrolled in my school and miraculously we had all the same classes together. I thought this was his doing but everyday he would sit as far away as possible in a twenty square foot room.
He always looked on edge like he would lash out at any moment, but he never did. I would be lying if I didn't say I was always holding my breath-waiting for this all too just disappear and shatter-but it never did and maybe that was the greatest relief of them all.
I noticed most of the questions that I had bottled up so tightly began to leak out. For instance one of the more simple questions: what had happened to everyone else? He seemed a bit…weary to answer the question, but did with his composed expression in tact.
He really needed to loosen up or something, because something was bothering him continuously. With every small question I asked it seemed to be so devastatingly terrible that he just couldn't answer, which was ridiculous in his case. Wasn't it? It felt like every small detail about him had a story behind it. A story that didn't want to be mentioned.
Doing this he probably wanted to put my curiosity on halt, but doing so only increased it. Other than that I continued with the one question: What had happened to everyone else? What have they been up to? Where are they right now?
"This one is so east though! Out of all the other that I plan on asking this is the most simple!" I almost exclaimed at our lunch table. Yes our. Still, he sat at such a far distance that I had to wonder if he could even hear me over the roar of the lunch room. And every time it surprised me when he had caught every word.
"If this is the most simple, than it is unfortunate to announce that I will not be answering any of your continuous questions." He answered with a small smile playing at the corner of his perfect lips.
I let out a huge exasperated sigh to let him know he was being more than difficult. He grinned that irresistible grin. Gorgeous was an insult for his looks. "What are you trying to hide so desperately?" I asked playfully unaware that it would effect him so much. He flinched at my statement and scooted farther away if that was possible.
His face turned grim. "Nothing, it's just fun to mess with you." he answered flatly. And if he had used a different tone I would have smiled or laughed. But sometimes I had to wonder if he was bi-polar or pregnant; well okay the last one was impossible but his emotions changed so quickly that it was hard to keep up. The smallest of slip ups and you could be suffering an entire day with his annoying composed face that held no real emotion. So practiced.
"Just tell me where they are and I'll leave you alone." I tried to say in a lighter tone.
"L.A., that's where they all are after their parents got jobs as well," He said putting a bit more color into his tone.
"Somewhat of a coincidence." I mused not really speaking to anyone unparticular. "Have you got any theories?" This was a question Edward asked each day at any time. It was almost as if he was anxious for me to know. Well it seemed like he wanted me to know. He was ready for me to know this abstract mystery.
So this question was routine and it didn't catch me off guard like it used to, I usually just shook my head and we continued with our lunch; Edward still sitting at too much of a distance for me to handle.
But this time I decided I would say something, anything just to hold his interest. "Well," I said between bites of food "I have noticed a few odd things." There was the bait, now where was the fish?
"And these things would be?" He asked suddenly more than amused, somewhat like being on edge-like almost winning the million dollar prize on a game show.
"Well, firstly you have never touched any of the food on your plate, and you could say that you're not hungry but if that were true then you would just avoid buying the food in the first place." I announced smugly like a detective finding the most important clue to an almost-solved case.
His expression didn't change and that didn't bother me I knew he always kept a composed face unless he was cross. Without speaking he picked up part of his lunch and popped it into his mouth, chewing very quickly obviously not tasting it as it slid down his throat.
"Any more theories?" He asked while clearing his throat, and I was completely dumbstruck with my mouth hanging open; when I realized I snapped it shut.
"Well, your eyes have always seemed to change color when you're not in the best of moods." I said trying to recover from his stunt that had startled me to the point of being speechless.
This one had him, he looked away quickly and I could tell that he was probably promising to himself that he would never looked me in the eyes again.
I let a small smile of victory creep across my face but it diminished as soon as I realized that this solved nothing, just another clue. He got up then-tray in hand- and walked towards the exit but turned around to say, "We're going to be late if you don't hurry." Everyone was gone, how long had it been? But I had always noticed that the time concept always disappeared with Edward.
As I left the lunchroom Edward pulled up beside me; and even though he had expected me not to hear it I heard a slight 'perceptive' slip out of his mouth and smiled a bit at the thought that I was closer- that much closer.
I began to shoot questions freely without worrying about being a pest, because I felt more than comfortable with Edward and that was wonderful for the both of us. I also noticed a few small things like each day he'd sit a fragment of an inch closer to me each week or so which was a huge accomplishment for him because I was in a closer proximity with people at other tables.
But still, staying up at night wondering what the truth could possibly be was that much more antagonizing but it seemed to amuse him at least.
This was all until one night which I expected to be sleepless granted me just the sleep that I needed. And when I woke in the late morning it was to Edward's perfect features sitting on my rocking chair. "More like a perfectly carved statue than a human being," I would always think to myself.
"Morning." He said with a somewhat enthusiastic voice, but it was quite. I was more than startled but tried not to show it, but somehow Edward always knew and began to chuckle a bit-this made me smile.
"What are you doing here?" I tried to ask with a convincingly calm voice.
He didn't move. "Just thought we'd start our day a bit early." He announced. "We?" I asked trying to play along. "Yes, unless you don't want to."
This didn't faze him in the least he seemed more than eager to destroy our new found plans, but if that were true he wouldn't go out of the way to make them-I shook those thoughts off and tried to answer him.
Before I could say anything though he looked up and said, "Phone's ringing." I didn't know how he heard it but decided not to ask. I bounded down the stairs and lost my footing. Again. And no longer to my surprise Edward caught me. Again.
I reached the phone on the eighth ring. It was Billy Black, Charlie and I had gone to dinner at his house about three months back and he had a son close to my age named Jacob but I had never met him he was gone at that dinner.
"Hello?" I asked a bit irritated from my clumsiness.
"Hi Bella its Billy is your dad there?"
"No he went to work today." I announced already bored with the conversation.
"Why don't you come over for a while then? Charlie said the two of you were coming over for lunch today so I guess he'll meet up with us soon." Of course Charlie made plans for me on my Sunday without asking me, typical. But Billy was being over friendly and too eager - something was up. He sounded almost smug.
I nodded a few times like Billy could see me and hung up. "New plans." I said as I placed the phone in its cradle and spun around to face Edward. "Oh really?" He asked me a bit amused. "Yes, unfortunately." I answered.
After changing my clothes and washing my face we were off to La Push for the first time in three months for me. Never would I have guessed that Edward would act so strongly to the Blacks and other Quileute's, but they acted no differently towards him. Not that I would know.
As soon as I pulled up to the Black's driveway Edward stiffened-frozen into place. "What's wrong?" I asked while reaching out to him, but then stopped myself. In the beginning of this car ride he broke the handle of the passenger door because I got too close - I still didn't know why this bothered him.
"I've got to go." He said, his voice strained.
"What but we just got here and-" He cut me off in an alarmingly urgent voice. "Now." Before I could protest even one last time he flew out of the door and became a blur to the scenery around him. I was dazed for a while and sat in my idling truck.
After a moment or two I swung the door open and headed for the little red house. Before I could knock or ring the doorbell the door swung open with a very enthusiastic teenage boy to greet me. This had to be Jacob. He was very tall, no extremely tall for a sixteen year old. At least 6'5. "Hi Bella." He boomed like he had know me for years and I guess in an odd way he did but that was so long ago.
Before I could supply my greetings he grabbed me into a giant bear hug literally squeezing the life out of me. "Can't breathe." I gasped. "Oh!" He exclaimed and then set me down.
I guess he was a bit…forward. But as soon as he set me down his face turned cold and bitter. He took a deep breath- trying to catch something in the air and then gave me a hard look.
"Everything okay?" I asked a bit conscious of his sudden reaction. "Yeah…fine." He answered trying to brighten his tone and leading me inside. Charlie had beaten me there and I didn't even notice his cruiser in the driveway.
Billy greeted me as well. But every once in a while I would catch Jacob whispering serious to his father Billy and it bothered me. Maybe only because while they did this they looked directly at me.
The dinner began with small conversation and continued to do so. Jacob asked me to come into the living room to "catch up" as he called it. But for me it was like we were meeting for the first time- not for him. He was treating this event like I was a friend who went on an extended vacation.
The night wore on and I grew to like this Jacob Black, he felt warm, safe, and comforting in the few hours that I had truly known him. And even knowing that I would be going back to my close friend Edward I still didn't want the night to end, but it had to like so many others.
Charlie tailed my truck all the way home - obviously checking on my driving skills being a cop in all. The ride home was a bit of a blur, I guess from all the drowsiness that was now taking over me.
I quickly waved Charlie off by telling him that I was tired - which was true- and climbing the stairs up to my bedroom. I switched my clothes for a t-shirt and old sweat pants. I crawled under the quilt that lay on my bed and shut my eyes.
Sleep evaded me - of course. So I opened my eyes hoping that staring at the ceiling would lull me to sleep. When I slid my eyes open I jumped three feet in the air and let out a yelp. Edward was sitting on the edge of my bed, and something in his eyes told me that something wasn't right.
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Okay, okay I know this chapter isn't very eventful either but the next one is the one most have been waiting for. Yes I am ruining the small secret that the next chapter contains the important part where Edward tells Bella the truth. So please review (I'll wait for twenty and then start another chapter). Also tell me if you want me to continue or not and who's POV it should be in next. OH! Also you can all tell me who you want to show up next, what I mean is Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, and of course Carlisle and Esme. Who would you like to show up first? Popular vote will decide.
It will be much longer next time too, I'm still grounded so a bit slow as well.
Try to guess the theme to the chapter names. Skittles for you if you get it correct.