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Chapter Six: There's a difference between a tassle and a fight...

It was amazing how insanely jealous I was.

"Mrs. Swan!" I heard the teacher shout, shaking me from my envious thoughts.

When I got home, I was shocked to find a sticky note on the fridge, Emmett's handwriting scrawled across it. Oh real nice of you Emmett, just barge into my apartment whenever you feel like it… I mentally grumbled. I snatched the note from the fridge, it was probably something stupid like 'Emmett was here' anyways.

Bella,

No this isn't something stupid, it's actually important;

Don't forget Scrabble nights tonight, be there or be square

Oh! And bring some chips; it's your turn missy, so don't skip out!

-- Emmett =)

Well dang! It actually was something important, seeing as I completely forgotten about Scrabble night.

Scrabble night was a tradition that Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, and I had been doing since we had all met. Every Monday night, to get over Monday blues, we crashed at Emmett and Rosalie's apartment where we all played Scrabble until we all got sick of it and quit. I hoped Alice remembered and wasn't going over to Jasper's…

I shook my head to clear it, and decided that I might as well get ready to go, so I jumped in the shower, and dressed in an old football jersey of Emmett's when he was in high school, and a pair of worn jeans, tying my hair up into two low pigtails.

When I glanced at the clock again, I saw that I had an hour left, so I walked to the kitchen and grabbed two bags of Lays, and a jar of chip dip, and stuffed them in a grocery bag to carry them in.

I went through the apartment, and made sure that I had turned everything off, before grabbing my keys and exiting through the door, locking it tightly behind me. Then I set off on my trek to Emmett's apartment. Since Portland was a larger city than Forks, everything was closer together, so I didn't have a car. Luckily, the walk to Emmett's was only two blocks away.

I burst through the front door when I got there, shouting with false sweetness;

"Honey I'm home!"

I heard Alice snickering in the living room, meaning that she hadn't forgotten thank fully, and I trudged into the room, only to stop dead in my tracks.

No. Freaking. Way. There was no way that Edward Cullen had magically appeared in Emmett's apartment. On Scrabble night. There was no way I was that lucky.

But none-the-less, there he sat on the floor in front of the coffee table, his hair in its usual disarray, and his eyes as scorching as ever.

"So we meet again." He said lightly, smiling at me, successfully stopping my breathing. Deep breaths Bella…deep breaths…

"Hi…again" I said breathlessly, trying to put on my best smile.

"You know each other already?" I heard Emmett ask, he was wedged in between Rosalie and Edward.

"Uh, yeah, we have a couple classes together…how do you know him?" I asked confused.

"Oh, last year before I graduated, we were in the same fraternity together." He answered casually.

You mean to tell me, that I've been trying everything for the past month to see this guy again...and the whole time, he had been right under my nose!?

I smiled, even though my eye was twitching slightly, and I sank to the floor next to Alice and started flipping over the tiny squares. I glanced out of the corner of my eye to see Emmett snatching some letters out of the box when he thought that no one was looking, and stuffing them in his pockets.

I giggled silently, and Edward glanced up to see what was up, and I nodded over to Emmett. He glanced at Emmett, and chuckled quietly along with me.

"Game on!" Emmett shouted out in glee when he was finished stuffing letters in his pockets.

We all chuckled at his face, and then it was serious business. Tonight's jackpot was forty bucks, and that's just the right amount that I needed to get the pumps that I saw in the mall the other day…

It was now down to Alice, Edward and me. I started panicking ever since Edward managed macabre. I didn't even know what a macabre was!

"I'm out!" Alice shouted, returning all of her chips back to the box regretfully. Those shoes were so mine!

At least, that's what I thought until Edward laid down fantasia. I quickly glanced nervously at my chips, and I had no other choice but to lay down yo.

"Nope, doesn't count." Edward said, sure of himself. That ticked me off! He was so sure of himself.

"Does too, and you know it!"

"'Yo' isn't even a word." He said calmly back at me. I growled under my breath at him.

"Bella…did you just growl?" I thought I heard Emmett say from somewhere in the room, but I was too far gone in my rage.

"Is too! 'Yo' could mean 'hello' thank you very much!"

"It's slang, doesn't count." He said flicking my Y back in front of me.

"Slang counts!" I shouted, snatching my Y and placing it back on the board.

"No it doesn't, why can't you admit it?"

"Yes it does, why can't you give me my points!?"

I saw his lips twitching, fighting to keep his grimace present on his face, and his eyes weren't angry at all. He was doing this on purpose!

"You're doing this on purpose!" I shouted in disbelief.

"And if I am?" He questioned loudly, raising an eyebrow.

"Then why won't you give me my points?" I questioned. Seriously, that just wasn't cool!

"Maybe because I'm out of letters, like I know you are, so maybe I was hoping that you'd give up and not be so stubborn, so I could win!" He shouted half heartedly, his false anger failing, and a large grin finally spreading across his face.

"Well then, I guess it's a truce. Split it even?" I asked I was honestly getting tired of arguing over nothing anyway.

Edward and I shook hands, and we each got twenty dollars for a prize. It wasn't forty, but hey, that's alright with me, and those shoes weren't going anywhere.

"Is it safe to speak?" I heard Jasper ask hesitantly, running a hand through his light blonde hair.

"I thought we'd just broken into world war three!" Shouted an exasperated Rosalie, sick of all the fighting.

All of them got up and headed into the kitchen, claiming that they were 'letting the bombs finish flying'. Jerks.

I glanced at Edward from under my eyelashes, hesitantly lifting my head up.

"Sorry for all the arguing. I'm just really stubborn sometimes."

I hoped that he forgave me, I really was sorry that I yelled at his like that, over nothing. But none-the-less, he smiled at me apologetically.

"I'd like to apologize also; I shouldn't have kept that going for no reason."

"No prob." I said offhandedly.

"Okay everyone, it looks like its safe…" Emmett said ominously, poking his head in the room, and emerging when he saw that we had made up completely.

I looked at my watch and almost kneeled over when I saw how late it was.

"Holy cow! I got to go guys, I have classes and I need to go to sleep early!"

I jumped up from the floor, and started heading to the door, hollering a goodbye over my shoulder, a smile on my face after I saw Edward wave and mouth, 'bye' back to me…