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Midnight

Chapter 18:

Grrrrr!

"You're my Edward," I answered simply.

He smiled at me. "And you're my Bella."

After he said that, I had this big goofy grin on my face that just wouldn't go away.

Well, it wouldn't go away until there was a knock on the door.

"Bella! Open the door! Uggghhhh, Bella!!" Jasper yelled while pounding on the door.

"What do you want?" I called.

The knocking stopped. "Who told you that you could have a boyfriend?" You could tell he said that through clenched teeth.

"Uh, me?" I tried.

"No," Jasper continued. "Is he big cousin approved?"

"Well, he should be, 'big cousin,' you're dating his adoptive sister."

"Oh, it's Edward, isn't it?" He was embarrassed.

"Uh, yeah, Jazz, it's Edward."

"Ok, he's cousin approved," he said. "Oh, by the way, it's dinner time."

Edward chuckled under his breath. I turned to him. "Are you going to stay for dinner?" I asked.

"No, I don't think so."

"Oh, yeah, huh? You can't eat." I blushed as that realization hit me.

"No, I can't." He lifted my tomato- red face up to meet his gaze. "But I will stay, if you want me to."

"Really!?"

He chuckled again. "Yes. But, it probably wouldn't be the best idea for me to go down."

I was confused. He must have seen it on my face.

"Your dad is coming home right now, so I should probably get rid of the evidence."

I looked over at the clock, and sure enough, he was coming home right now. He was going to be home any minute now.

"You mean, you should take your car back?" He nodded, and headed for the window. I caught up to him, and grabbed his shirt. "But you're coming back, right?" I asked desperately. He chuckled yet again and turned around to kiss my forehead before jumping out the window.

He's coming back. He's coming back. He's coming back. I just kept repeating that in my head, and went over to my door to go to dinner.

I walked downstairs and found Rose –trying- to cook. She had gotten her cooking skills from Mom.

The stove was smoking and the fish she was trying to cook was almost burned to a crisp.

"Rose!" I yelled at rushed over to help her. As soon as I made it to the stove, the fire alarm went off.

She gladly moved out of my way so I could try and salvage dinner.

"Sorry, Bella, really, really sorry," she amended. "I tried."

"I know you did," I said as I flipped the fish over in the pan. "And it's alright."

She smiled and went to go get a ladder. She came back and took the batteries out of the fire alarm.

Finally some peace and quiet.

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I was able so save three pieces of Rosalie's fish, so I had to make a few more pieces. But after I saved it all, in the end, it actually tasted okay. I scarfed down my dinner, barely tasting it, and staying out of the nightly dinner conversation as much as possible, only nodding and shaking my head at the right times. Rose knew what I was up to, so she saved me from having to take part on the conversation. Bless her.

As soon as I was finished with everything on my plate, and my soda, I rushed up the stairs, but Grandpa caught me.

"Bella! You forgot to take your dishes to the sink."

"Oh, sorry," I apologized as I did as I was told, and ran back up again.

I rushed up to my room, and shut the door tightly behind me. He was there, lying on my bed, with his hands behind his head, legs crossed slightly, completely still, only looking up when I entered the room.

"Hey," he greeted.

"Hi," I answered shyly as I walked over to my bed. I gingerly sat down on the opposite end of him.

We just sat there for what felt like forever before I finally decided to speak up.

"You know what I've decided?" I asked.

"What?"

I debated on whether I should tell him what I was thinking, or if I should just chicken out. I chose the latter.

"Oh, never mind," I replied, waving my hand dismissively.

He cocked his head to the side and looked at me funny.

"You know, it bugs me not being able to read your mind sometimes."

"Well, I like that you can't read my mind," I shot back. He really didn't want to know what I was thinking half the time. If he could, I probably would have already scared him off.

"Please?" I shook my head. "Pretty please?" I shook my head again, but looked back over at him. He looked so sad. Darn him!

"Uggghhhh. Fine, I'll tell you."

He smirked. I shot a glare in his general direction.

"I was thinking…." I looked down at my hands, and started twiddling my thumbs while I spoke, not meeting his gaze. "That… maybe… you, know, Rose and Jazz… should know… about you guys."

He sat up a little bit. "Yeah, I don't think that's such a good idea."

"Why not?"

"Don't get mad, okay?" I nodded. "Okay. Well, Emmett already has a hard time keeping the secret, and if Rose knew-"

I cut him off. "So, what you're saying is, you don't trust Rose?"

He smiled a breathtaking smile. "Not really, no."

I knew I should be mad at him for saying that. I should have kicked him out right then for dissing my sister to my face, but I couldn't make myself angry with him. I wasn't. After all, it was true; she wasn't the best secret- keeper.

"I should be angry right now…" I mused. "But I'm not, and that's saying something…"

"But then again," Edward began. "Maybe they should know."

I smiled at him. "So, when will they find out?"

"Soon."

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Rosalie P. O. V.

I tried to make fish for dinner earlier that night- with disastrous consequences.

I had never been the best cook; in fact, one time I burned water, trying to make mac n' cheese with mom. How you burn water, I don't know, but I managed to.

Normally, I wouldn't even attempt at cooking, but my virgin sister was going up stairs with her sexy boyfriend, and I had experience in where that was ending up. Hopefully, Edward could make an actual woman out of Bella.

Now, don't get me wrong, I love Bella with everything I got, she's just… how to put it nicely… a bum. That sounds mean, but whatever. She hadn't even kissed a guy in Arizona, let alone gained any experience in that area.

She never went out, never had a boyfriend, and just stayed home with that raggy old copy of Wuthering Heights every Saturday. So did Jasper. But at least he had kissed a girl in Arizona.

I knew Edward was still up in Bella's room, waiting for her, so I tried to get her out of having to have anything to do with the nightly dinner conversation; and that had more success than the actual dinner did.

After dinner was over, I headed up the stairs to my room, hesitating at Bella's room, and was disappointed to hear only talking.

"You know, it bugs me not being able to read your mind sometimes." Huh?

"Well, I like that you can't read my mind." Okay, confused much?

"…maybe… Rose and Jazz… should know… about you guys," I heard her say.

I heard the bed squeak. "Yeah, I don't think that's such a good idea," I hear Edward reply.

"Why not?"

"Don't get mad, okay? Okay. Well, Emmett already has a hard time keeping the secret, and if Rose knew-"

OMG!

Bella cut him off. "So, what you're saying is, you don't trust Rose?" Go, Bella!

"Not really, no."

And then… silence. She didn't say anything to that. Grrrrr her! (I don't drop the F bomb, so Grrrrr means… well, you get it.)

"I should be angry right now…" she mused. Dang right, she should be angry! "But I'm not, and that's saying something…" Gasp!

"But then again…" Oh, what did he have to say now?? "Maybe they should know." Dang right, we should- wait, know what?

"So, when will they find out?"

"Soon."

Ok, beyond confused, I walked off then, not caring what they talked about now.

I entered my room, and as soon as the door shut behind me, I heard the shrill ringing of my phone. I dove onto my bed and picked it off my dresser, and answered it. It was Emmett.

"Hey, baby," I greeted him.

"Hey, Rose. Listen, I got somethin' for ya, and I'm gonna give it to ya tomorrow, so come down to my house with Bella, kay?"

Ohh, what could he have? "Sure. Love ya, babe."

"Love ya." And he hung up.

I wondered what he could have had for me, but, truth be told, I couldn't wait to find out.

I decided checking in on Bella couldn't hurt, so I ran down the hall to her room, making sure to knock before I entered, just in case.

"Come in!" she called and I did just that.

"Hey," I said, waving when I got in.

"Hey," she replied.

"Yeah, so I was wondering-" Then I realized something. "Hey, where's Edward."

She did that shifty eye thing. 'Uhhh…. Oh, didn't you see him leave earlier?"

I shook my head. "Nope. But anyway, I was wondering what time you were getting up at, you know, to go visit the Cullens?"

"Oh, uh, around eight, I guess."

"Oh, ok, thanks," I called over my shoulder, since I was already out the door.

So, what on earth could Emmett have for Rose? And what will it cause?? Oh, yeah, neverthink4, yeah, they're gonna find out. But, I think I'm gonna make them find out the old- fashioned way. (Hopefully you guys know what I mean…)

And no, I DO NOT REALLY HAVE EXPIRIENCE WITH THAT. SERIOUSLY, IF YOU THOUGHT A 13 YEAR OLD HAD EXPIRIENCE WITH THAT, YOU'RE NUTS! LOL. No, actually I got my friend's older…. Uh…. I think it's her cousin… anyway, yeah, she wrote Rose's POV for me, and I then took that and wrote it in my style of writing, leaving out most of everything she wrote. xD

Yeah, it was that bad.

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