A/N: Ok, ok. A lot of people yelled at me for Edwards's cliffhanger-maybe-death. So I am officially deciding whether I should, or should not kill Edward. Let me think…umm…mmhmm…OK! I've got an idea! Enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: Stephanie Myer owns Twilight, and I own this delicious cup of ice-cream that I am currently eating at the moment. By the time you read this, it will be gone.

The Cullen's Moments of Randomness

Cheerleading Squad Part 4

The Final Chapter

BPOV

We waited in silence for my angel to appear. A minute passed. Three minutes. Ten minutes. Still no sign of him.

At last, Alice loosened her grip on my arm. I ran out into the rubble, calling Edward's name. The dust had finally settled on the blackened wreckage. I stumbled through the debris, hoping to find Edward. I faintly heard other people coming to join me, but I pushed that to the back of my mind. All that matters is finding Edward.

Cold rain fell from the cloudy sky. Was it a sign? Was the sky crying for the loss of my heart? No. He's still alive. I thought to myself. The rain slid down my cheeks, joining my salty tears. The last of the fire was being put out.

Through my tears, I thought I saw a pale, white hand under a black pile of wood.

"EDWARD!" I screamed. I started to tear at the wood, ignoring the pain and ache from my sore muscles. Soon, all the Cullens joined me. In a matter of seconds, all the wood had been removed. I saw Edward's face, black and burnt. My heart seemed to be ripped out of my chest.

Edward opened his eyes, and raised his trembling hand. I ran over to him and intertwined our cold fingers together.

"Edward…" I whispered.

"Isabella Swan." His voice was weak. "Even though this may be the last time I see you, I feel like I am still meeting you for the first time. You surprise me every day." He coughed, and then continued. "Bella, I want you to know that this was no one's fault. No one should feel guilty. And…" His voice became so weak that I could barley hear him. "I love you. I will still love you no matter where my soul ends up. If I have one. Now, keep living, don't give up, and always remember how much I love you."

He took a final gasp for air, and his eyes closed.

A/N: AHHH! I CAN'T KILL EDWARD! WHAT WAS I THINKING! I am so sorry for this mishap. Please keep reading to find out what really happens. Really sorry. Don't kill me…

A fine mist started to fall. I stared into the destroyed gym, waiting for a miracle to happen. After what seemed like hours, a shadow emerged from what was left of the gym. It was Edward, carrying what seemed to be a passed out coach.

CPOV

I walked into the room to see all my children gathered around our grand piano, watching Edward play Bella's lullaby. I paused in the doorway and listened to the beautiful music. When he finished, I walked silently into the room. Everyone simultaneously turned to look at me, except for Bella who probably didn't hear my walk in.

"Everyone, I have some great news. I got a letter from Coach Adder about cheerleading." I said. When no one responded, I continued. "I'll read the letter for you out loud. It reads:

Dear the Cullen students,

I would like to thank you for trying out for cheerleading squad. Your efforts are greatly appreciated. Now as you may know, we do have a maximum amount of people who can join the cheerleading squad.

I will start with Jasper. During the fire you showed great courage and leadership. A cheerleader must know how to take action, and be strong. Congratulations Jasper, you have made the cheerleading team.

Alice, your sprit and enthusiasm reaches everyone around you. A cheerleader must get the crowd ready for a great game by being peppy and loud. Congratulations Alice, you have made the cheerleading team.

Rosalie, your beauty and grace shows throughout everything you do. You are a great role model by showing many people that it is possible to be beautiful, smart, and athletic. Congratulations Rosalie, you have made the cheerleading team.

Edward, I would like to thank you for saving my life in the fire. I was not thinking when I went back in to the burning building, and you risked your life to save me. You have shown an amazing amount of bravery and quick thinking. Congratulations Edward, you have made the cheerleading team.

And finally, Emmet. During the fire, you created a way to escape by knocking down a stone wall. You are obviously muscular, but sensitive at the same time. Congratulations Emmet, you have made cheerleading squad.

Practice will be haled Monday thru Friday after school for one hour. You will get your uniforms on Wednesday. You will be getting more information on our first day of practice. And once again, congratulations.

Sincerely,

Coach Adeer

And that's her letter." I finished. I looked up to see everyone's mouth hanging open. I don't know why they were so surprised. I expected them to make it.

EPOV

I cannot believe we just made cheerleading. I mean, we burned down the gym, for goodness sakes! I wonder if Bella made it? If she didn't why I'd-

Ring! Ring! Carlisle reached over and grabbed the noisy phone. He healed it close to his ear.

"Hello? ... Oh! Hi! … yes, she is… yes, I will tell her… good bye." Carlisle put the phone back onto the hook. He smiled warmly and looked back at us. "That was Charlie. He was calling to tell Bella that she made cheerleading!"

Bella gasped loudly. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she fainted.

"BELLA!" I screamed. "Bella, it's ok. SOMEONE GET ME A GLASS OF WATER!"

"I'll get it!" Emmet said. He dashed off to the kitchen, only to return with a big, grey bucket.

"That had better not be cranberry juice." I warned.

He shook his head furiously and said, "It's definitely not cranberry juice. I made sure." He swung the bucket back and splashed it all over Bella and I. It dripped off us and landed onto the white couch. But this foul smelling liquid was not water. I may not be an expert in food, but I know the difference between water and-

Bella woke with a start. I hugged her tightly and wiped the putrid liquid off her face. She smiled and licked her lips. "Is this grape juice?" She asked.

At that moment, Esme walked in. She took one look at the mess and screamed, "EMMET!!!!"

A/N: Sooo… how did you like this chapter? This is the last cheerleading chapter. Ok, I need your vote. Should the next chapter be about Emmet the flying squirrel? Or should it be Alice tries to cook? I want to review/vote!