Author's Notes:

Courtney: Hello again! I really really really really really really really hope you like the story! I'm very happy and a little high right now because it's warm outside and I

Kat: She can say that again. Though sometimes I believe she belongs in a psycho ward. But who cares? I mean, they have cookies there! Sorry, inside joke...anyway, thanks for the reviews we've been getting. Hope you like our chapter names. They take a long time to come up with cause I like to throw people off and Courtney likes one word,plain and simple titles. So we have to compromise. Anyway, to the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: Well for the millionth time...wait...Courtney wants to write it this time...yeah! Because she writes it every single other time! x-( Anyway, props for everything recognizable goes to the respective owners of whatever it is...like all the Twilight characters go to Steph Meyer, and any songs that we may or may not use in this chapter will be identified in the end note. ;-)

Bella P.O.V.

He kept driving, looking over at me occasionally, and smiling strangely when he did. I was beginning to get suspicious. When we arrived, he helped me out of the car, as always, and threw me on his back. He seemed to be in a hurry-more than usual, that is.

"What's the big hurry?" I asked, accusations dripping thick.

"Oh, nothing."

And with that, he had the lift off, and I could no longer question him without choking myself with a sudden intake of air. We got to the meadow, and sat in the grass, the same way we had on our first visit here. I felt like a drug dealer. We come to 'the place' that nobody else knows about. We exchange secrets here, and no one else dares interrupt. Whatever.

"Edward?"

"I something wrong, love?" He looked over at me, concerned.

"Well yes, just a bit. It's about that thing I couldn't tell you earlier. The thing about Jacob. You see he's-"

"Imprinted, I know." What the?! How did he find out? I hope he can't suddenly read my mind. If he could, then there were a bunch of things that I needed to learn to hide from him.

"You can't read my mind can you?!" I was starting to feel panicked, until he laughed that is.

"No silly. I couldn't read your mind even if I tried with all of my might. Which I wouldn't because I know you like to keep your secrets in your head," he said this and tapped my forehead. I blushed a dark crimson and ducked my head down. "I love when you blush."

"I know. But you never told me how you found out about Jake imprinting."

"Well, he kinda just told me. I asked and he told. After a lot of persuasion, that is."

"Oh. Well if he told you, then I can vent on you about it." I grinned evilly and he gulped.

Edward's P.O.V

Oh crap.

End Note: Sorry about how short it is but we like cliffhangers. They're fun to make (and read). I just noticed that our author's notes and disclaimer are the same length as the actual story part. Oh well. You'll get over it. Review please. Just hit the little button and write something nice (or mean but preferably nice). Thanx 4 reading!