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~AliceSwift

Walls of insincerity,

Shifting eyes and vacancy,

Vanished when I saw your face.

All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you.

This night was sparkling, don't you let it go.

I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home.

I'll spend forever, wondering if you knew

I was enchanted to meet you...

~Enchanted.

~Taylor Swift.

The next morning I woke up in my bed, I wasn't entirely sure how I got there but I also wasn't too concerned about it. I was sure that Edward had covered for me in someway. All I knew right now was that last night was enchanting, a magic of sorts, a brand of wonder that I just couldn't put my finger on.

I looked over at the clock that hung on my wall and realized that I only had ten minutes before first hour started. I pulled the covers back and jumped out of bed. There was a strange ache in my stomach, but it wasn't too terrible. I ignored it and walked across the room to my closet.

I knew I should be worried about what had happened. I knew that I should be contemplating every move and every whisper, but to be honest everything seemed flawless to me. Maybe it was my blind optimism, maybe I was young and naive, but I wasn't stupid. I loved Edward, and judging by every day I had spent with him, he loved me back. I knew now that nothing could change that.

I got yanked on the first dress I laid my hands on, then brushed my hair and teeth, not with the same brush of course. By the time I was done I still had about six minutes before the tardy bell rang.

I ran down the steps, shutting the door behind me.

"Morning Bella." my dad said, his voice coming from the kitchen.

"Oh," I said, surprised he was still here. Then shocked by how normal everything seemed. I bit my lip to hold back a smile. "Good morning dad."

"You got in awful late last night." He took a sip of his coffee then set it back down on the table. All the while not looking at me.

"Yeah, sorry about that." I said, trying my best to sound apologetic. I was the worst liar, Edward was much better at this sort of thing. I hadn't the slightest idea what he was talking about.

"Just, take it easy today okay? No one wants you sick." he smiled at me, finally.

"Sure." I said quietly then turned to head out the door.

"Bye Bells." he called to me.

"My dad." I called back to him.

Was it wrong that I wanted to feel guilty, as if that was what was missing from this morning. I felt as though I should be feeling bad because I had wronged him. Because he had tried so hard to teach me right from wrong. Because he had raised me from the time I was young and small and I told him everything. But I didn't feel guilty at all. I didn't feel as though I would ever break down and confess to him about what had happened.

After my mom died he had tried, but when you're mourning and having to deal with a teenage daughter who's hormones are running on an extra amazing high it's hard to find the time to parent. In the years following her death we had grown apart. I had stopped telling him everything and started confiding in friends, like Edward.

I ran the rest of the way to school, eager to see Edward again and to tell him how much I loved him, how much I wished last night could've lasted forever, how I wished I had stayed awake long enough to ride home with him.

How much I had loved forgetting about everything that was slowly ruining us.

I got to the front doors just as the bell was ringing, luckily my class was just around the corner of the first hallway so by the time the last ring chimed I was walking into class.

I only had to wait another two periods to see Edward, and, believe me, I was counting the seconds.

"Edward," Pause. "Psssssttttt" Pause. "I know you can hear me." Pause. Something hit my head.

"What Alice?" I asked. I wanted to be annoyed with her, but I couldn't. I was too happy.

She gave me a wave of the hand that said to come and sit by her.

I waited until our teacher wasn't looking and then skipped a few seat back to take the empty one next to her.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, my sources tell me that Bella came in late today and that's not like her is it?"

"N-" she started again just before I spoke.

"Is it? She's never late for school ever is she?"

"N-"

"No, she's not, not once. And she seemed extremely chipper. Two things that are extraordinarily unlike her. Happy in the morning and late. Happy when she's late! That's ever something she would do. Is it?"

"No, Ali-"

"And she was smiling the entire class period, that's an hour of nothing but teeth and lips Edward. An hour of teeth and lips. And I can only figure that you had something to do with that, now didn't you?"

"Wha-"

"Didn't you? You did! Don't try to deny it. You proposed, you did! You did it and she said yes and now you're going to live happily ever aft-"

"Alice, just shut up for a minute so I can tell you what really happened."

"Mr. Cullen, Ms. Brandon do we have a problem?" the teacher asked, not turning her back to see who it was that was talking.

"Sorry Mrs. Park." we said simultaneously. She kept on writing on the board and I turned back to Alice.

"Then what happened? If you didn't propose then why is she so happy?"

I looked at her, knowing that if I did so long enough that she would understand.

"You guys did not." she scoffed and looked down at her papers for a second before looking back up at me.

She took my chin in her hand again, just as she did two nights ago. She studied my face and then stared at me very intently. A smile grew on her face and her open mouth in took a long, quiet breath.

"You did!" she looked beyond thrilled.

I shook my head, thinking about it.

Every inch of her smooth, soft skin that seemed to go on forever from her head to toes, not that I wanted it to end. Each time a quiet moan escaped her lips, every sound and gasp perfect because it was from her. The way her face looked when she finally fell asleep in my arms. The way the entire night felt. "Yeah, we did."

"Well," for once in her life Alice was, what I took to be, speechless. "Damn."

I rolled my eyes and then walked up the aisle a few steps before sitting in my seat again. I picked up the ball of paper that sat on my desk, what had hit me in the head before, and uncrumpled it to see if it said anything. Knowing Alice it would.

We will talk about this later!

~A. .

I looked back at her and she smiled before pointing her pencil at a piece of paper on the floor, wrinkled in a paper ball just like that last one.

I picked it up, unrolled it, and read the note.

Please, how stupid do you think I am?

I knew the second when I heard she was late.

~A.

I looked back at her and she winked at me with a smirk on her lips that told me that she honestly did know all along.

I rolled my eyes, of course Alice would know.

Alice was very popular at school, everyone knew her and she knew everyone else. However, unlike the other 'popular' girls, people actually liked Alice for herself and not because she traded favors.

Another piece of paper hit my head. I rolled my eyes and then picked up the ball from my desk.

Have you thought about how you're going to propose yet?

~A.

I shook my head at her and again she waved me back.

"Why not?" she looked up at me as I sat down.

"Because I had other, more important things on my mind." she smiled.

"Well, I think proposing is also pretty important." she said and the bell rang.

"Those assignments will be due by Friday, I would start them tonight if I were you." our teacher put her chalk down and sat down at her desk.

"What assignment?" I asked and Alice shrugged, slightly aggravated by he fact that I hadn't responded to her.

"I'll find out later and tell you then, anyways, you're going to see Bella this period huh?" she picked up her books and elbowed me. I laughed a little.

"Yes Alice, I will." she smiled at me and we walked out the door and into the hallway. I was on my way to my locker, and even though Alice's was in the opposite direction, she followed behind me.

"So, have you ever even talked to her about marriage?" she asked.

"No, not really. Never talking about ourselves at least. I didn't think it mattered really."

She looked slightly shocked. "Of course it matters, Edward. You should at least hint a little." I reached my locker then.

"And why would I do that? I want it to be a surprise, I don't want her to see it coming."

"Okay." she paused to think for a second. "But if you don't give her hints as a fair warning she might be too scared to say yes."

"Alice, we need you to finalize this for the newspaper tomorrow." a girl with glasses and brown hair said from behind her.

"Of course." she said, grabbing the paper the girl was holding out but still looking at me. I heard footsteps from behind me but didn't look to see who it was until Alice turned away.

"Hi Edward." I saw Bella standing there, looking more beautiful than I had ever seen her, if that was even possible.

"Hello Bella." I said and she smiled, biting her lip to hide it.

You'd think it would be strange, after committing such an act in love, to go back to the normalcy of everyday life. Yet it wasn't. It wasn't strange that I then brushed her hair away from her eyes and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. It wasn't odd that I put my arm around her shoulder and led her to class.

What would be strange was when Edward left for war and I wouldn't have him around.

A month is a long time to go without seeing someone you love, for Edward and I, a day was practically murder.

So, for two people who have spent nearly everyday of forever together, how would months apart at a time go for them?