DISCLAIMER: In case you didn't see the author's note, I was true to my word! I updated! YAY!

I absolutely love this chapter!

"What?" I sputtered. "No! You can't!" I cried. I put my head in my hands. Too many thoughts were swirling in my head. "What if you die?" I shrieked.

He put his hands on my shoulders. "Bella, I'll be fine." He insisted.

I pushed him away. "You don't know that Edward!" I stared at him as I blinked away my tears. "You're my best friend, Edward." I paused. "You can't leave me alone."

His face saddened. "I know." He murmured.

"Was I the last one to know?" I asked quietly. He nodded. I stared at the dirt as I dug the heel of my boot into it. Then I swung my hand to his cheek, a loud slap filling the air. He stared at me in shock. "How dare you!" I snarled. Then I smiled a little bit, watching him rub the red mark forming on his perfect cheek. I started laughing. "I am sorry." I said shyly. "I've always wanted to try that."

He scared me with a laugh coming from his own mouth. I look at his lips, red from the chilly air. I remembered that he just kissed me, he caught me staring. I blushed. We both stared at each other for a moment, our giggles suddenly gone. "I am sorry." I repeated again. A soft grin replaced his unemotionless lips.

"Why, Bella, it is fine." He whispered. His eyes started moving down to glance at my lips, and he slowly started to move in again.

I felt my heart miss multiple beats. My eyes fluttered closed, I felt our foreheads touch, then our noses, and-

The sound of the porch door swinging open made us jump apart. I heard hurried footsteps run towards where we were on the swing. "Isabella!" Rosalie panted. She appeared before us. I stood up quickly. "The new girl is in!" She breathed.

Our town was fairly small, so when I new family moved in, we all knew.

Rosalie's small hands grasped my elbow. I turned my head towards Edward as she hurried me into the house. I mouthed, 'Sorry'. He smiled slowly.

We ran into the house, and she towed me through the crowd to a pixie looking girl. What stood out to me about her was that her black hair was cut short, sticking out all over the place, and that she wasn't wearing a corset. She will definitely be talked about tomorrow at the service.

She turned as she heard us approach her. "May I help you?" Her voice was very high pitched.

Rosalie reached her hand out. "I'm Rosalie." They shook hands. Then I introduced myself.

"And I'm Isabella. You're new in town aren't you?"

She smiled. "I guess there are no secrets in this town are there?" She laughed. "My name is Alice."

Then I saw Rosalie look the other way. "Royce arrived." She trilled and she skipped away. Alice looked at me questionably.

"Her fiance." I said quietly. Alice nodded. Then I felt two hand on my shoulders, I spun around to see Edward towering over me, with his best friend Jasper by his side.

"Care to introduce me?" He asked with a smile. I nodded.

"Alice this is Edward," I pointed to him, "And Jasper."

She smiled. "Nice to meet you." It seemed like she was only saying it to Jasper though, there was a twinkle in her eyes as he looked at him. I noticed a man who was very strong walk over protectively to Alice. "This is my brother, Emmett." We all greeted him.

We all sat down and talked to each other. We all got along nicely. Rosalie stomped towards us a few hours later, she looked upset.

"What's wrong?" I whispered to her.

"Royce." She simply said. "He doesn't listen to me, he stares at other girls more than at me." She was on the verge of tears. I locked my elbow with hers and took her to where both our parents were conversing.

"Can Rosalie spend the night?" I asked sweetly. They all nodded. Rosalie looked at me, a small smile playing on her red lips. We ran the stairs two at a time, to pack a bag for overnight. By the time we glided down the stairs, most everyone was gone, including Alice and Emmett. I kissed Esme, Carlisle, and Edward goodbye, and we hurried to my parents waiting in the carriage. Once we swaggered out the big doors, Royce ran up the steps to Rosalie.

"May I speak to you?" He asked.

She looked at me. I nodded while handing her her bag. She waved me to go along without her. I climbed into the carriage.

"I thought Rosalie was staying the night?" Mother chirped.

I shook my head. The carriage started to move. I turned and looked at Rosalie and Royce fighting. "Change in plans." I mumbled.

"I do not want you to hang around that young woman Alice." My mother said that night at supper.

I scowled at her. "Oh, so you'd rather I friend Rosalie who constantly puts herself out at men?" I asked. She glared at me. I raised my eyebrows. She knew I was correct.

"Off to bed." She ordered. I stalked off to my room and got ready for bed. By they time I finally started to feel sleepy, I heard hurried, hushed voices in my father's study. I slowly sat up in my bed, running a hand through my hair. I pressed one foot to the hard floor, and quietly walked to the wall separating the two rooms.

"-is Rosalie okay?" My mother asked.

"Esme thinks she's really shaken, she hasn't even spoken since she came home." Daddy explained. I swung my door open, running to the study door.

a/n: Since Rosalie is one of my favorite characters, I had to fit this little tidbit in about her.

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