Disclaimer: I am NOT Stephenie Meyer and I will never be. (cries uncontrolably)

This was origionally supposed to be one whole chapter with Bella's and Edward's points of view, but I decided to split them up into three different chapters. They will be up as soon as I can type them... Sorry for not updating since May 1st... I'm a procrastinator!!

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Ch.4 bpov

Band

I walked excitedly down the hallway towards the band room. When I got there, I got my slip signed by Mr. Muncher, whom I had met this morning.

"I could always use another oboe player. You can sit next to Mr. Cullen," he said.

I was surprised. I didn't think Edward Cullen would be in the band, or play oboe for that matter. He looked like the type of guy that would be on the football team, not play during their games.

I put my oboe together and tentatively took my seat next to Edward Cullen. I smiled at him. Mr. Muncher announced individual warm-up. I played through my scales. Edward did the same. I tuned myself. Not only was I creative and talented, I had perfect pitch. As Edward Cullen played through his scales, I noticed that he was out of tune. I turned to him and said, "You're flat."

"Thanks," he replied quickly, obviously embarrassed.

When I was done, I sat back in my seat and played through one of my songs lazily, every once in a while steeling a glance at Edward Cullen. He just sat there, looking at me.

"Yes?" I said, annoyed. He had eyes like maple syrup. So sweet, but these eyes were hard and mean.

"Nothing. It's just that you are a really talented young woman." His voice was like honey on velvet.

"Okay," Mr. Muncher signaled that it was time to start rehearsal. Everyone stopped playing gradually. "We are going to sight-read a new song today. It has a beautiful oboe duet. Individual warm-up while I pass out the music. These are originals, so when we are done with class, just leave them on your stand. Okay?" Everyone-except Bella and I-played almost instantly when he finished talking.

"So, Bella. I hear that you play 3 instruments and dance. Am I correct?" Edward inquired.

"Yes," I answered.

"How long have you been playing the oboe? If I may ask," Edward asked ever so politely.

"Since I was 7 years old."

"Go figure. That's why Mr. Muncher picked an oboe duet," Edward said under his breath, not meaning for me to hear, but I still heard him.

Mr. Muncher came and handed us the piece. We each got a copy of both parts. "Learn both parts so you can audition for 1st and 2nd part," he said.

"Good luck, Bella," Edward said with sincerity instead of mock.

"Thanks. You too," I replied, blushing.

I turned away to hide my face. I took my first look at the song.

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