***OK so I know I just put the other chapter out but I couldn't help it. There is so much stuff coming up in the next couple chapters (which are already underway) so I wanted to get this out to you guys as soon as possible. Review please!***

"Ugh," Rosalie grumbled and threw the covers off of her. "I give up."

Emmett lay next to her, his mouth hanging open slightly as a light snore escaped his lips. He stirred lightly as she climbed out of bed, the snoring resuming as soon as her feet hit the floor. A chuckle escaped her lips as she watched him sleep, taking one last look at him with a shake of her head before she left the room.

A sense of restless had been taking over her lightly, choosing to eat away at her towards the early morning hours. There wasn't a real reason for her to feeling that way that she was, but no matter what she tried it stayed with her.

A frustrated sigh escaped her lips as she made her way down the stairs, surprised to see a faint light pouring out into the hallway from the kitchen.

"Bella, what are you doing up?" Rosalie asked as she eyed the petite brunette, curled up on a stool with a mug in her hands.

"Cant sleep," Bella muttered with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Something eating you?" Rosalie asked as she walked around the counter to the coffee pot where a half full pot of coffee sat.

"You could say that," Bella mumbled again.

"You want to share?" Rosalie eyed her curiously as she poured herself a mug of coffee.

"Rose, how did you know that Emmett was the right one for you?"

Rosalie smiled as she leaned against the counter, "I wish I could put it into words. Whenever I was around him my stomach filled with butterflies, and whenever I was away from him all I could do was sit there and think about him. Its chemistry Bella, you either have it with someone or you don't. if you don't mind me asking, why do you ask?"

"I have gotten myself into quite a situation," Bella muttered.

"Jake?"

"And Edward," Bella said and watched as a surprised look spread across Rosalie's face.

"Alright, you're going to have to explain that one." Rosalie set the mug down as she hopped onto the counter top, "Is Jake upset about the situation you and Edward are being put in?"

"No but he will be," Bella groaned. "Edward and I got into a pretty interesting conversation earlier today. I admitted that I was falling for him."

"Oh my god, Bella re you serious? That's fantastic." Rosalie's brown eyes glowed with excitement.

"Rose, I'm with Jake! And Edward kept talking about proving it to me, and how to keep everything safe when class starts tomorrow."

"Have you told Jake any of this?"

Bella shook her head, "Nope. But he's picking me up tomorrow morning."

Rosalie sighed and tapped her manicured nails on the counter, "Well sounds like we have a dilemma here."

"Hence me being up at two thirty in the morning," Bella frowned as she looked at the clock. "I don't know how to tell him or what to say. I mean after what Edward put me through I'm not sure I even want to consider it."

"Past events aside and lets put the logic on the back burner for a while, what does your heart tell you?"

Bella stared at the beautiful blonde woman, her lips clamped shut as uncertainty filled her.

"Come on," Rosalie grinned. "Stop thinking about it and just say it."

"I think I'm in love with Edward Cullen."

"I knew it!" Bella jumped as Rosalie squealed in excitement, "God I knew you were going to say that."

"Why are you acting like this is a good thing?"

"Because it is! This is why you guys are constantly at each others throats! Let everything that happened before go and just do it!"

"What about Jake?" Bella huffed, "I asked him to go to the wedding and we practically have the same classes together."

"Well that might prove for some awkward conversations Bells, but you have to do what you have to do." Rosalie said simply.

"As if the first day of class didn't have anxiety," Bella groaned.

"You'll be fine, do what you have to do."

"Easier said then done," Bella sighed as Rosalie shot her a stern look. "But I will do what I need to."

"Good girl," Rosalie smiled.

"What do you think Emmett will say?"

"He'll be fine," Rosalie shrugged.

"He liked Jake."

"He likes Edward too," Rosalie reassured her. "He hasn't told you but he does. He just gets protective when someone does one of his family wrong. He wasn't setting this thing up because he doesn't like Edward, he just wanted to see you guys get along."

"This is so confusing."

"No it isn't, you already made up your mind."

"Rosie, it really isn't that easy."

"Sure it is sweetie. You don't want to have the talk with Jake because it's going to be awkward."

"We have the same classes at the same time with the exception of my creative writing class. What am I supposed to do about that?"

"Move the times?" Rosalie shrugged, "Go in early tomorrow and switch them around. You first class isn't until ten tomorrow right?"

Bella nodded, remaining silent.

"So call Jake and tell him you need to go in early, switch them, and then have the talk with him?"

"Why do you make it sound so easy?"

"Because it is my darling," Rosalie said as she went back to the fridge and poked her head around. "You hungry?"

"Kind of," Bella chuckled as Rosalie feverishly moved things around in the fridge. "I can definitely tell you are."

"I had a sudden hankering for home fries and scrambled eggs, with cheese."

"Well let's get to it woman, we're up anyway." Bella grinned and hopped off of the stool, immediately being handed the ingredients for Rosalie's breakfast.

"How about we eat and then I'll ride with you over to campus and we can make a day out of it? Maybe stop in Port Angeles to do a little shopping?"

"That sounds fantastic!" Bella smiled, and started mixing the eggs together. "So why are you up so early?"

"I don't know, I have been feeling kind of anxious for a few days now." Rosalie shrugged as she turned the burner on the stove on, "it's like I'm worried or nervous about something."

"Work going OK?" Bella asked receiving a nod from Rosalie, "You and Emmett too?"

"Everything's fine, no big cases to stress about and we finally got everything going here." Rosalie sighed as her brilliant brown eyes stared down at the hash brown's cooking in the pan in front of her.

"I don't know Rose, maybe its anxiety from the move and everything. Sometimes that can be delayed."

"It doesn't feel like that's what it is," Rosalie frowned. "I just feel funny."

"You'll figure it out," Bella squeezed her friends shoulder lightly. "Today will be a good day to help you stop thinking about it for a little."

"Thanks Bella," Rosalie smiled.

"Hey, you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours!"

The chatter continued between the two as the sun slowly began to raise in the sky. Emmett remained asleep upstairs after Rosalie had helped Bella clean up the dishes and excused herself to get a shower.

'What is my problem?" She asked herself as she stared at her reflection briefly before jumping into the shower.

She had no reason to feel this way, everything was fine and the move had gone seamlessly. It was something else, something that was creating such a nervous feeling inside of her.

"Shit," her brown eyes shot open as the warm water rushed over her face. "Oh god, you have got to be kidding me."

She rinsed the shampoo out of her hair and shut the shower off, wrapping a towel around herself and sat down at the window seat.

"This cant be, it just can't." She muttered to herself as she ran a hand through her tangled hair.

It can't. She decided and tried to do her best to shake the nervousness off.

"You OK?" Bella asked as Rosalie came down the stairs.

"Yea I'm OK," Rosalie said as she made her best attempt at a smile. "Let's hit the road girlie."

Bella still felt that something was going on with Rosalie, even through the cheerful chatter on the way to campus couldn't distract her enough. The usual elegance that Rosalie carried in her movements was replaced by jerky and nervous movements, almost resulting in her tumbling down the stairs as they walked into the main building of Washington University.

"Rosie, are you sure you're OK?"

"Fine Bells, hurry up and get in there before anyone else does."

Bella's eyebrows arched in curiosity at the sharpness in the tone in Rosalie's voice, but decided to leave it be as she rushed Bella into the admissions office.

The same elderly woman that Bella had seen when she had first registered for classes was still sitting behind the desk, contently reading a magazine.

"Everything OK with your classes dear?" She seemed utterly pleasant with Bella, even though she had just interrupted the woman's peaceful afternoon.

"I am actually, I just need to move the time around a little."

"Well the only thing we have would be earlier," the woman said as she looked over Bella's schedule. "Seems a lot of people your age like the later part of the day."

"Earlier's fine," Bella tapped her fingers on the counter nervously.

"You OK dear?" The woman eyed Bella curiously as she adjusted the times on Bella's schedule.

"Fine, just worried about Monday."

"You'll do fine," the woman smiled as she passed the paper back to her. "And you are all set."

"Thank you." Bella smiled and turned on her heels quickly, not noticing the warning the admissions woman was trying to give her.

A groan escaped her lips as her body slammed into something hard, the speed she had impacted the object with sent her crashing to the floor.

"Jeez Bella, what's your hurry?" Jacob asked as he stood over-top of Bella, a bright smile sat upon his lips.

"Sorry," Bella grunted as he pulled her up. "Just didn't want to spend any more time in here than I have to."

"What were you doing in here anyway?" Jacob asked as he held the door open for her.

"Nothing, just had a question." Bella shrugged him off quickly.

"Miss Swan! You dropped your schedule!" The admissions woman hurried out of the office to catch up with her, "Don't want to loose all that work we just did!"

Bella groaned as she was handed the piece of paper from the elderly woman, her eyes not having to be on Jacob to know what he was thinking.

"Changes? Why are you making changes on to your schedule?" Jacob asked, his voice dripping with a mix of anger and confusion.

Bella sighed and pulled Jacob down a less crowded hallway, sitting down on one of the benches that lined the hallway.

"Jake, I need to talk to you."

"I gathered," he chose to remain standing, his arms crossed in front of his chest as he stared down at her.

"I'm not sure I can keep seeing you," she took a deep breath as she prepared herself to continue. "My life is a little complicated right now and I really didn't want to continue things with you if I didn't know what I want."

"You're doing all of this for a reason," Jacob said flatly. "What is it?"

Bella sighed, Just tell him.

"Is it someone else?" Jacob asked, "You can't date Cullen you know. It's all over the place; he's a TA here now."

"It's not him," Bella said trying to remain calm. "I'm just not as ready for a relationship as I thought I was.

Liar. God she felt horrible.

"Well," Jacob tried to hide his disappointment as he looked down at the floor. "If that's how you feel, then I guess…well what can I say."

"I'm sorry Jake," Bella's head was racing. "You did nothing wrong. Please understand that."

"Right," he chuckled bitterly as he shook his head. "Well, it was great to see you. I have to go."

"Jake…" Bella stood up, but was immediately greeted by Jacob's hand shooting up for her to stop.

She threw her hands up in defeat as she watched him walk away, Well I guess that was easy?

A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she grabbed her new schedule off of the bench and slowly made her way back down the hallway to main part of the building.

Rosalie sat on a bench close to the revolving doors, her head in her hands.

"Rosie, you OK?" Bella asked as she rushed over to her.

"I don't feel really good," Rosie muttered, not looking up at her.

"Should we go?"

"No no," Rosalie sighed as she looked up. "I'll be fine, just need to shrug it off. I think I ate too much for breakfast this morning."

"Told you to take it easy on the hash browns," Bella chuckled as she nudged her friend lightly.

"OK, let's get moving…" Rosie stood up slowly, "We got shopping to do."

"If you're game, I'm game." Bella grinned and followed Rosalie out of the building.

"So I saw Jake leave while I was sitting there and I have to say he didn't look to happy."

"Yea I know," Bella groaned. "I lied to him Rosie. I told him that I'm just no ready for a relationship right now…that I need to figure shit out. And you know what he did…he threw the Edward card at me. Told me about how dating him would be against the law or something…"

"And you said…"

"I told him it didn't have anything to do with Edward…God I feel like such a scum bag for lying to him like that…"

"Bella, you did what you did so you wouldn't hurt him and to help protect you and Edward." Rosalie said as she climbed into the car, " You did fine."

Bella shook her head as she stared out the window, "I still feel terrible."

"Bella not every decision you make it easy, and you did what you had to do and I'm proud of you for it."

"It's going to get better right?"

"Of course it is," Rosalie smiled over at her. "Look out my window, that should cheer you up."

Bella shot Rosalie a curious look before looking out the window, a smile creeping across her face.

Edward was getting out of his black Acura, a black jacket hugging his body and a pair of matching sunglasses covered his brilliant eyes.

Bella was fighting every urge she had to jump out of the car at the next available red light, and bolt across the parking lot into his arms.

Yet it seemed as she watched him grab his laptop bag out of the backseat she got her first dose of the reality of the situation she was in. She wasn't going to be able to hug him after a long day or go have lunch with him in between classes. Whatever developed between the two of them was going to have to be kept a secret, kept in the privacy of their own homes.

"What's that look for? I thought you'd be happy to see him?" Rosalie frowned.

"It's nothing," Bella sighed and shifted her gaze away from Edward as Rosalie pulled into the highway on ramp.

Rosalie stayed silent, she knew otherwise.

Bella didn't seem to perk up through their trip to Port Angeles, not even showing any reaction as she and Rosalie made their way through various stores in the mall.

"You look sad," Rosalie said as they collapsed onto a bench outside of the food court.

"Not sad," Bella shrugged. "I guess I just muss him."

"That's so cute," Rosalie smiled as she handed Bella one of the soft pretzels out of the paper bag she was holding.

"Shut up," Bella said with a roll of her eyes. "I just want to talk to him now that I kind of have things figured out."

"Well I think we've combed the mall well enough, we can head home if you'd like."

"No, this is supposed to be our time."

"Its Ok, I kind of not feeling good anyway."

"Again?" Bella frowned as she looked over at her friend.

"Yea," Rosalie said, a pale hue washing over her face. "I think we need to go."

Bella said nothing as she quickly helped her friend up and wrapped an arm around her as she balance Rosalie on one side and their shopping bags on the other.

'God Bella, I think I am going to be sick." Rosalie groaned.

"It's OK Rosie, we're almost there. I'll drive."

Rosalie only groaned as she climbed into the backseat of her own car, her eyes closing as she lay out across the backseat.

Bella steered the car down the highway as carefully as she could, finding it hard to abide by the speed limit signs that were posted on either part of the highway.

"Come on, come on." She muttered as she slowed the car down, trying to remain a safe distance behind the cars that were lined up to get off of the highway and head towards Forks.

Thankfully traffic was practically non-existent once Bella steered the car into city limits, finding it easy to maintain her speed from one end of town and into Emmett's neighborhood.

The phone beside her rang, with an all too familiar name on the caller id.

"Edward, now isn't a good time."

Not exactly how I wanted to start the conversation off.

"What's wrong?" He asked, sensing the stress in her voice.

"Nothing, just trying to get home…Rosalie is sick. I have to go, I'll call you…"

She pressed the end button and let the phone drop onto the passenger seat as she steered the car into Emmett's driveway.

"You drive like a mad woman," Rosalie smiled slightly as she sat up.

"Hey, when the situation called for it…"

"I know," Rosalie said as she popped the door open. "Thank you."

Bella smiled and helped Rosalie out of the car and into the house, Rosalie's weight increased as she leaned against Bella as they climbed the stairs.

"Bella, Rosie…what's going on?" Emmett sat up from his reclined position on their bed as the two women rushed passed the room towards the bedroom.

"Rose is sick…" Bella huffed as she leaned against the wall in the hallway.

"What happened?" Emmett frowned as he pressed his hand against the door, "Rosie. Are you OK?"

"No," Rosalie said, her voice low and miserable.

"Thank you Bella," Emmett patted her on the shoulder before pushing the door open and making his way inside.

My work here is done, she sighed and made her way down the stairs.

She couldn't hear any of the talk between Rosalie or Emmett, her ears only meeting silence as she stood in the doorway.

She wasn't sure exactly what she was doing there just standing in the hallway, yet for some reason she couldn't think of anything else to do. The chaotic events of the evening had ended for the most part, leaving her without anywhere to be or anything to do.

A loud knock interrupted the silence, causing a gasp to escape Bella's lips.

Who in the hell?

"You look like you have had one hell of a night," Edward grinned as he leaned against the doorway. "Everything OK?"

"I think so," Bella said as she looked back at the frame of the upstairs bathroom door. "What are you doing here?"

"Remember when we had that talk yesterday about me proving myself to you? Well I want to start tonight."

"I don't know Edward," Bella yawned. "I've been up since two this morning and the drive home just about killed me."

"Well it definitely sounds like you need to relax," Edward drummed his fingers on the doorframe. "Would you settle for a walk?"

"OK," Bella said reluctantly. "I don't want to go far in case they need anything."

"Grab your phone," Edward nodded to the cell phone that she had thrown onto the entranceway table.

Bella snatched up the phone along with her jacket, taking one last look at the bathroom door before heading out the door with Edward.

"They'll be ok," he said as he noticed the worried look on her face as they walked along.

"I know," Bella sighed and pulled her jacket close to her. "I just cant help but worry. She looked fine and then all of the sudden she went green on me."

"It'll be fine," Edward wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. "Just clear your mind and focus on our walk."

"Yea yea," Bella couldn't help but smile as his grasp tightened around her.

"So, am I alone here when I say that I am extremely excited about being with you?"

"Nope," she smiled at him. "I have to say that this does feel pretty good."

"Told you," Edward kissed her forehead.

"Hey, you haven't sold me yet Cullen." She pushed him away slightly.

"Maybe I already have," he wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Maybe I sold you from the very beginning and you never let go."

He has a point.

"You could be right," she said wrapping her arms around his waist. "And I don't think I want to either."

"I would definitely prefer if you didn't," he stopped walking so he could kiss her.

God he tastes good, Bella thought as she tugged on the collar of his jacket to pull him closer.

Edward responded eagerly to her actions, his lips pressing feverishly to hers as a hand ran through her hair.

"Edward," she breathed as she pulled away. "You cant kiss me like that in public. Somebody is going to see."

Edward frowned, "I don't care about anyone else. They don't matter to me at all."

"But they are going to," she said and pressed her hands to his chest to stop him from kissing her again. 'We have to get used to this."

He sighed and pulled away from her, shoving his hands in his pockets as they continued to walk side by side.

"I suppose you're right," he said after a few minutes of silence. "We can get through that right?"

"Absolutely," she walked close to him and brushed her fingers against his.

He smiled at her, wrapping his index finger around hers. "You're going to drive me crazy you know that?"

"Maybe that's my plan," she winked.

"Well see," he held into her hands as pulled her off of the sidewalk they had been walking down towards a narrow thicket of trees in between two houses. "Now I'm on to you."

"What exactly are you planning on doing about then?" She grinned as he pressed her back against the trunk of one of the trees.

Edward only smiled and pressed his lips to hers, the spark between them igniting a wave of passion as soon as their lips met.

The coldness of the air seemed to evaporate as she kissed him, feeling nothing but the warmness that was radiating from his body as it pressed against hers. It was incredible; the passion that was there during their first encounter was still present and seemed to be growing stronger.

"It feels so good to kiss you again," he whispered huskily as they separated. "If only we weren't in the freezing cold in the middle of your neighborhood."

"There will be time for that," she smiled as she pushed off of the tree. "We should start heading back anyway before they think I ran off and tried to kill you or something."

"We'll see each other again right?" Edward asked, an uncharacteristic tone of worry lay in his voice.

"Of course," she looked up at him as they walked back in the direction they had just come from. "Why do you ask?"

"I don't know," he sighed. "I feels so great to be with you again and have the possibility of actually being yours…and I don't know, I'm just afraid that when tomorrow rolls around and class starts that everything will change and I'll loose you all over again."

"Edward, I'm in if you are OK? I let that fear take over me before and look where it got me, look where it got you. I don't want that to happen again and I will do what I need to do to keep it from doing so, as long as you will." She stopped walking just short of Emmett's driveway and offered her hand to him, "Deal?"

He looked down at her small hand and smiled, "Deal."

"Well it looks like everything calmed down in there," Edward said as he looked up at Emmett's house. "You could be in luck."

"Thank goodness," Bella sighed. "I have enough anxiety going on already."

"Everything will be fine," he kissed her forehead as his hands ran up and down her arms. "You and I will be fine, and you will do brilliantly."

"You have so much faith in me," she smiled.

"I do, and that stands for the both of us as well."

"I wish you could stay with me tonight," Bella whispered as Edward pressed his forehead to hers. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too beautiful, and trust me I would if I could. But I think that would definitely complicate things right off the bat." He smiled as a frown spread across her lips, "How about this though, I have a break in between classes for about an around two thirty. Come see me, please."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Bella bit her lip nervously.

"It'll be fine, the music hall has so many rooms and hallways we can find somewhere safe I promise you that."

"My last class ends at two, so you'll have me for as long as you like."

"I like the sound of that," Edward whispered and kissed her lips.

"So tomorrow then?"

"Absolutely," he said and kissed her again.

"I should get inside, I want to make sure that everything is OK before I go to bed."

"Alright," Edward frowned. "Two-thirty?"

Bella nodded and squeezed his hand before starting up the driveway to her house. She looked back at him for a moment once she popped the front door open, waving to him before heading inside.

Edward sighed and carefully made his way across the slippery asphalt to his car, looking up at the upstairs windows as Bella flicked her bedroom light on. The bright light provided a warm background to her dark shadowed figure, yet even without significant detail he could still see her beauty.

"Tomorrow," he whispered and climbed into his car.