Sorry it took me so long to get this up guys! Christmas rush! It's a little bit longer than the others, so I tried to make it up to you. I won't take so long next time, promise. That is, if you reveiw...

Disclaimer:I don't known the Twilight characters or Alicia. She owns herself, Casey the ferrett, and the word "vampervert." I just used Casey without her premission... I love you Alicia!

"Thank you Mother," Edward said, and before I even knew what was going on, Edward was on his knees in front of her, kissing her hand.

I could have sworn I saw her kiss his head for an instant, but couldn't have been after what happened almost simultaneously.

"Get out, get out, of this library now! I'd want you out of my house from the shame, but your father wouldn't have it! Out, out! I don't want to see you again for the rest of the evening!" she yelled at him, quickly snatching her hand away. "And take your blood wielding wench with you! Any of the girls of our kind would gladly jump into your arms, but instead you have to be a hormonal driven train wreck with this girl! I don't want to see you again until you've ridden us of her!"

"Fine," he growled, slowly getting up off his knees, and walking over to me with a devious smile. "I'll just take her with me and do as I like then. Your disapproval only fires me up more," he said, picking me up and slinging me over his shoulder none to gently.

I watched the house fly past me at super human speed as I bumped up and down on his shoulder. Oh, he would pay for this one in pity. I was going to have so many bruises from the last ten minutes it wasn't funny.

I suddenly felt myself being thrown onto a bed as he slammed the door, making the doorframe shake, still standing in the doorway. I was amazed the wall stayed up from the force of his swing. If he did that to often, it certainly wasn't going to.

"Being rough enough?" I asked, sitting up and rubbing my head. I figured since we were back in his room, we could stop the whole "act like we were going to kill Brandy thing" but apparently not.

"Shut up girl. Don't tell me what I can and can't do. I'll be rough with you if I want," he growled, jumping at me from all the way at the door and pinning me down, all in one small fraction of a second.

"Just go with me for a few seconds. Jack's standing outside the door listening. Give him a good show with those acting skills of yours," he quickly whispered in my ear in a speed so fast I was amazed I understood him.

I could only respond with a nod. I was kind of dumbfounded to be pinned to a bed with him on top of me. Maybe not the way I would have envisioned things, but hey…

"Come here, little blood girl," he said with a twisted smile, beginning to kiss the side of my neck.

"Get off of me," I said, beginning to kick against him, more from reflex that actual acting. He was beginning to scare me. If this was the way he always acted at his house, I never wanted to come back her again, but it was beginning to make me wonder if this was how he normally acted. He was doing it like it was second nature. He was a good actor; I would give him that, but not that good. If he was, he had certainly help back on me during our many drama club practices.

"No," he said flatly, continuing, and moving on to kiss my shoulder blade, moving downward.

This time I kicked with a bit more fury than before, and nailed him in the groin. I watched him flinch in pain, and then attempt to stand.

"Are you ok?" I asked, sitting up again and staring at him, pity on my face. He may be a vampire, but he had assured me that getting kick there hurt him as much as the next guy.

"Yeah," he responded, bending over.

"Are you sure? Is Jack gone?" I asked.

"Yeah, he's gone. He left when you first started struggling against me. I guess he decided he bought my story," Edward said, still clutching his knees. "You can kick, you know that?"

I shrugged, and then continued, "Then why didn't you stop pretending to attack me?"

Edward smiled his crooked smile, standing up slowly, and responding, "I don't know. Didn't feel like it."

"Vampervert," I mumbled, throwing a pillow at him.

"Hey. Well I paid for it," he said, catching the pillow.

"So what now. Do you intend on keeping me here in your room? I don't quite think my parents will appreciate that too much. I can imagine the conversation now. Yes, Daddy? I won't be coming home tonight because for some unknown reason, Edward wants to keep me hidden in his room. No you may not shot him and rescue me," I said, pretending to have a phone conversation with my father.

"I still amazed he let me even go camping with you. Spending the night at your house anywhere near your bed is a totally different story," I said. He probably wouldn't have let me go camping if my mother hadn't convinced him it would be ok. She had said that we were both responsible teenagers who knew what they were doing and weren't going to cause or get into any kind of trouble. Wrong answer.

"Call Alicia. She'll cover for you," Edward said, tossing me his cordless phone.

"I could have used my cell," I said, pulling it out.

"No," he said, swiping it from me before I even knew what was going on. "That McCaig man may be able to track that."

"You have a lot of explaining to do when I get off the phone," I said, dialing her number.

"Yes? Hold on a second Edward, Casey escaped under the coach again," my best friend said before I could say anything. Casey was her ferret, and evidently she had decided to go after a toy under the coach again.

"Have Brandy troubles again? Come on Edward, she's not that hard to understand, she's just a little random is all. What'd she do this time?" Alicia asked, coming back to the phone.

"Alicia, this is Brandy," I said, a bit embarrassed that Edward called her to talk about me. I wonder what they say….

"Oh. Sorry about that. What are you doing at Edward-Nii-San's house?" Alicia said, using Japanese honorifics as she often did. Sometimes I would have to ask her to repeat something since she would half talk in English and half talk in Japanese. I was a manga addict, but not quite to that point yet.

"Well, that's the thing," I said, not quite where to go with this conversation.

"Brandy, did you do something you're going to regret later? Do you want me to tell your mother she's gonna become a grandmother?" Alicia said, quickly jumping to conclusion and over reacting like she sometimes did.

"No, no, no, Alicia. I haven't done anything. If she going to become a grandmother, it's because of Sean," I said, referring to my little brother. He had always been popular with girls, but please don't ask me why because I can't tell you.

"Ok. Then what's the problem? Why didn't you call me on my cell?" she asked.

"Well," I started, but Edward took the phone from me.

"Hey Alicia, this is Edward," he said, talking into the receiver. "I need a favor. We're going to tell Brandy's parents she's spending the night at your house. Think you can cover for her?"

He waited for a moment before proceeding. "No, of course not! Why would I do that! I'm not planning anything dirty!" he said like he was offended, but I could see the smile on his face. I could only imagine what Alicia was saying.

He smiled even bigger at her response. "Just cover for her, ok? I know you can handle that one," Edward said.

"Here, talk to Brandy," he said, handing the phone back to me.

"I'm back," I said, so Alicia would realize I was the one on the phone.

"Don't worry, I'll cover for you. Just go ahead and have your dream fantasy night with Edward!" Alicia said with a laugh.

"I'm not gonna-" I started, but she hung up laughing before I could finish. "Great," I said, pushing the end button. "My best friend thinks I want to spend the night here with you for sexual reason. Perfect. Simply perfect."

"Don't worry about it. She's just giving you a hard time," Edward said.

"Well how do you suppose I call my mom and tell her I'm at Alicia's since you confiscated my phone? I'd be awfully suspicious to call her phone your house phone," I said.

"Here, use it. But please make it fast," he said. I could tell he was uncomfortable with me using it just by the look on his face. I still wasn't quite sure where this situation stood, but I knew as soon as I got off the phone with my mother, he better tell me. And fast.

"Hey, Mom. I was just wondering if I could spend the night at Alicia's tonight since tomorrow's the last day of school before Christmas Break. We wouldn't stay up too late, I promise. Afterwards, we wanted to go to the mall, and I just thought that would be easier if we only had one car at school to begin with," I said, thinking extremely fast to put a story together.

I had gotten really good at that over the years, and it wasn't exactly a skill I was proud of. It had helped me a lot when we had gotten back from camping because it helped me come up with something that had happened instead of the vampire. I had told my parents that a bear had almost attacked us in one of the old buildings I'd never seen before instead of the true story. I'd felt kind of bad about it, but they couldn't know the truth about Edward. They wouldn't understand.

"Ok, cool. So you can get Sean to and from school?" I asked. I knew that would be her only problem with it. If that was taken care of, I was home free.

When I heard her conformation, I nodded towards Edward, and relief was visible on his face.

"Ok, Mom. I'll talk to you later. Love you. Bye," I said, hanging up the phone.

"Plan's good. Now why all this ruckus? What's going on? And what on Earth does it have to do with me?" I asked, tossing my phone back to Edward.

"Long story," he said with a sigh, settling down on the bed beside me.

"Well, you've got to get started sometimes. I'd like to know what's going on by my next birthday," I said, rolling over onto my stomach on the huge bed to face him.

"Which is coming up soon," he more or less mumbled in an almost inaudibly tone. I could have almost sworn he also whispered, "I only pray she makes it," but I could have imagined it.

"I'll start with my mother," he said, pretending like he never even said anything about my birthday. "She married my father on her twenty-first. She was one of us, so my grandparents on my father's side didn't have any problem with it."

"So that's why she looks so young. Not only is she a vampire, she pretty young for a human, but also what do you mean by 'since she was one of us, they didn't have a problem with it?' Why would they have a problem with me? Am I not pretty enough for you by their standards, or something?" I asked. The only logical reason I could think of was because they would consider me food and he would be "playing with his food" as his mother had so graciously said earlier.

"The problem would be, since you're human, my dad would probably try to eat or our sell your blood to the highest bidder instead of letting me marry you. Happy now?" he said, quickly flying through his explanation.

"That still doesn't tell me what makes me any different! Does he want you to marry someone like you? Does he want you to marry a vampire? Does the fact that I'm human make you think your father won't except me because I'm food?" I asked. What was his big deal? I didn't get it, I really didn't. Since he kept giving me the same runaround answer, I figured he was making a mountain out of a molehill like he did sometime. Wrong thought on my part.

"It simply has to do with the fact that you're not a vampire. My parent's want me to marry this other girl that is a vampire, but I keep refusing her. I don't love her, and they don't understand that. I just mess around with her to keep them happy. They think I just haven't said I'd marry her yet because I'm nervous. If you were like me, I think they might have an easier time excepting you," he said.

I made my mouth into an "O" shape, but before I could ask anything about "messing around" with this girl, he continued.

"You see, there's also this legend that's been handed down for generations and generations about the Whitlock families' heir's true love. I'm the current heir, and the thing is," he started, but didn't finish.

"Get in the closet. Now," he said, pointing towards a doorway with such urgency I knew something was up. I quickly dashed over to the door, and dove inside. I didn't have time to shut the door all the way before I heard someone open the door.

"Hello Edward. Have a good day at school?" I heard a female voice say as the teenaged girl it belonged to walked into the room.

"Hello Rosemary," he said with a devious smile as she walked closer to him. "No, how was your day? You're the one stick here with my boring old mother all day."

"She's not boring or old. She's quite beautiful, and we both know it," she said with a smile and a giggle, coming to a stand still beside Edward's bed.

The beautiful girl standing in front of me was taller than me and all legs. She was only a few inches shorter than Edward, which amazed me because of his own massive height. She had long, curly blonde hair and emerald green eyes. She had the perfect swimsuit model body that could only be compared to Rosalie Cullen herself.

She was wearing a low cut V-neck formal dress that showed off more boobage than I was sure I even had to my name. I would have probably wondered what these vampire women had against everyday wear, such as jeans and a t-shirt or something, but I was too busy wondering what on Earth she was doing in my Edward's room.

"No, no, no, you're the one that had the interesting day! I heard from Jack that you brought home a little play toy," Rosemary Whitlock said, down on the bed next to Edward, and beginning to massage his shoulders.

This made my blood boil. No body, and I mean, no body, touched my Edward, especially not in front of me. There was this one time I almost freaked out because he was holding this one girl, but it was Alicia, and he had just stopped her from breaking her leg since she had fell out of my mom's suburban, so I decided to forgive her.

"Yeah, but she was boring, so I threw her away," Edward said, lying down on his stomach. He was so going to pay for this. He knew I was watching. Why on Earth did he finally decide to cheat on me—with me watching to boot—I'd like to know!

"Oh, that's nice to know. What'd you do with her? I thought I smelt her a minute ago. I could use a little snack," she said, moving down to massage his back. Ooh, if she couldn't totally kill me with one swing…

"You don't have to worry about her ever again. You know I only have eyes for you anyway, and as for a snack, you'll have to settle for me," he said, flipping over onto his back in vampire speed.

"Of course," she said, leaning over to kiss him, which he gladly accepted.

Let me tell you, nothing makes you madder than watching some girl you don't even now kissing your boyfriend. They've been little tidbits of life advice and crap like that all over this story, now listen to this one real good…. DON'T LET IT HAPPEN!!!!

I wanted to get out of that closet and go slap one or both of them so bad, I moved before I could think about what I was doing. If I had thought, I would have realized that she could and would kill me if I stepped out of this closet, but I didn't think. I decided to choose this one moment to stop going all over analytic on you guys.

I moved my arm before I realized what I was doing, and caused the door to creak a little, causing Rosemary to look straight at me…

Gosh, I've never wanted to kill a character of my own character so much! I also teased you guys a little about almost discovering the truth, but Rosemary had other ideas! Hope you guys enjoyed what put me in misery to write with her and all... I think I'll go kill her after this... Haha... I still love you Alicia! Just had to use that story about you falling in the ditch!

Reveiw guys! Please and thank you! Next chapter up soon!

That's the end of this seemingly stupid author's note. That's all folks!