We continued to talk, telling each other about our lives since we last saw each other back in 1918. Then I realized that the clock read 11:11 PM. I punched Edward.

He didn't even flinch. "Yes?" he asked.

"It is late. I need to go back to my hotel. Unlike you, I actually need my sleep."

"Fine," he said, starting the car. "Where are you staying?"

"Uhm…." What the hell was its name? "It started with an M…"

"Was it Marriott?" He helpfully helped me.

"Yeah. In Port Angeles. Drive," I demanded.

"So, why are you here?" He tried to ask casually as he speeded down the wet street.

"Gosh, so mean. I'm thinking about moving here. I graduated from Los Gatos High School last year, and I've gotten tired of the hot, sunny weather of California, so I thought I'd look at some of the least sunny places in the country. You know, for a change," I said, talking nonchalantly about not ever aging.

"Yes. You should move here. You can live with my family and me! It'll be fun to go to school together again." Edward was reminiscing. I could tell.

"Sure! I'll have to tell my friends that I'm moving though. They won't be happy. You might have to rescue me! I swear, they will try to tie me up so I won't leave," I said, sighing. "At least I know I'm loved." Seriously, if anyone so much as tried to take a hair off of my head, Kayla and Sophia would beat the shit out of them. They are completely protective of me, even though I have proven to them every now and then that I am not one to be reckoned with.

"Yeah, like you never been tied up before," he grinned mischievously.

"I hope you are not making a reference to my darling Jessie. Who was just trying to protect me! …By tying me to a chair so I couldn't get in a car with a drunken Vanessa… She was so helpful." Great. Now I'm reminiscing.

After sitting in an almost comfortable silence for about five minutes, Edward stopped the car in front of my hotel. Siriusly? We were driving for like TEN minutes! And we're already… he has to stop driving so fast.

"No. I like it." Stop reading my mind. "Don't you tell me what to do." God damn it, Edward. I narrowed my eyes menacingly at him. It didn't make him cower. Darn.

"WELL. This is my stop!" I said cheerfully. Getting out of the car, I pulled on my jacket. At the same time, I am proud to say. "I'll try to convince my friends to let me leave… Somehow… And I will definitely take up your generous offer. So when do I start school?" I mean, really, I just graduated, for heaven's sake!

Grinning cheekily, he said, "As soon as you move in." I made a face. "Oh, it's not that bad." Yes. It is. "I've got to go tell Carlisle and the others about you so they don't freak out when you show up on our doorstep."

"Okie dokie! See you, Edward!"

"Good bye, Anna."

AN: I know, I know... I haven't updated in a while... But I hope I still have readers! D: I finally found some inspiration to do SOMETHING when I went to Tahoe and had tons of free time... but of COURSE I didn't bring my computer... . But I did hurt my wrist snowboarding! :D heh... But no! That means I can't row! D: Oh well... anyway. Please review! Flames are welcome! I love them they make me laugh!