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THIS IS CHAPTER IS PART 0.5 OF THE REUNION. I'M SOOORY FOR THE DELAY, BUT I'M MOVING BACK TO THE US FOR SENIOR YEAR! I'M SO EXCITED TO STAY WITH MY GRANDPARENTS, WHO TRAVEL A LOT ;)

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BPOV

I went to look for Edward and found him sleeping in his room, headphones firmly in place, clearly he planned on staying in his room napping then fucking helping Esme and me, what a ass. So being the good girl that I am, my mission was to wake the fucker up, in a very original and childish way of course.

I pulled his head phones slowly so he wouldn't wake up, stood up on his bed and started jumping up and down and down and up, yelling for him to wake the fuck up.

EPOV

I was new to the summer program at Juilliard. Everyone was happy when I passed the pre-admission audition, Esme and Carlisle were so proud and both my grandparent from my mother's and father's side were smug with pride.I really couldn't wrap my head around it, until I was waiting for my first class to being sitting alone in my dorm room.

The first class of the day Music History with Professor Van Nu a man in his late 40's maybe even his early 50's judging by the deep expression marks around his pale face that talked with a deep German accent that made you think he was speaking German instead of English most of the time. His class consisted of him droning on and on and on about Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven and other famous composers. I fell asleep 3 times in his class that first week and many weeks after that. After that first class I really considered calling it quits and heading back home to Chicago with my mom and her homemade meals that didn't require waiting in line with 100+ kids.

I was looking for a table to seat at and eat what seemed to look like noodle soup and some type of sandwich. Everyone seemed to have already paired up or made friends which only added to my desire to go back home, as whiny as that might sound it was true. I was brought into reality again when a small frame slammed against me spilling a very sticky liquid onto my white shirt and throwing her tray and mine to the floor.

"I'm so very sorry," the warm bell like voice said, "I should have been looking where I was going but..."

"Yeah, me too," I said looking away from my soiled shirt to the girl in front of me. She was smaller than me, had long chocolate colored hair, porcelain skin, and doe eyes that seemed so innocent, later though I would learn different. " Let's sit." I suggested once I noticed we were attracting attention with the mess we had made.

She nodded, motioning to a table in the far end of the cafeteria. We sat there in awkward silence for a while, not knowing what to say to each other. Suddenly she started chuckling a sweet musical laughter that I couldn't help joining in, and just like that the silence was broken.

"I'm Edward Cuh-Masen," I said hoping she wouldn't catch my slip up, I didn't want anyone knowing I was a Cullen, they would think I got in only because my great-grandfather was a member of the board and donated the Cullen auditorium to the school. And I really wanted to earn my place no for it to be given to me. That has to count for something, right?

"Edward CuhMasen? Are you Irish or something?" She said popping an eyebrow, a teasing smile forming on her face.

"I meant Edward Masen." I said. " And you are?"

"Isabella Swan, but call me that and I'll rip to a new one." She said seriously.

"So what should I call you, princess?"' I asked with a cocky grin on my face.

"Bella. And what should I call you, Eddie? Eddie? Eddie! Eddie!

"EDDIE! WAKE THE FUCK UP!" I heard someone yell and my bed start to jerk, the mattress moving up and down. Fuck, if that shit doesn't stop I'm going to puke. I opened one eye and saw Bella jumping on my bed like it was a goddamn trampoline.

"Stop, Bella," I said grabbing onto her lead in attempt to stop her, but she just kept on bouncing., "I'm up, for fuck sake, stop that." And when she didn't I had no other choice but to pull her down by the legs, making her land on my abdomen taking all the air out of my lungs in the process. Seeing me gasp for air, Bella shifted on top of me until she was straddling my legs.

"Are you okay?" She asked, her big doe eyes looking as innocent as the first time I saw her in that lunch room. I don't know how something so sweet and innocent looking could have so much fire and edge to it, but I guess that's the mystery that is Bella "Sparky" Swan. "I really didn't mean to fall on top of you but, it's also your fault if you had let me had my fun and not tried to stop me." God, if I had let her had 'her fun' every time and hadn't stopped her,neither her nor I would be her.

Once I could speak again I said, "What were you even doing here?"

"You fell asleep, fucker, and you were supposed to help Esme and me the kitchen, remember?" she said tapping my forehead. I just rolled my eyes at her and sat up, wrapping my arms around her waist.

"What do I get for helping?" I teased, nuzzling her neck. "A kiss?" I asked and kissed her jaw. She laughed and kissed my jaw the same way I had hers.

"Let me think about it," She said tapping her chin. "Maybe, when I lie on the grass next to a mausoleum."

I smirked, "That can be arranged, Sugar."

"Whatever lets just go help Esme that the faster we finish the faster everything is over and done."

Something about Bella Swan turned my world upside down. The thing is I don't know what; until yesterday I had my life practically planned out: graduate high school, college, grad school, job, die. But know she's helped feelings I thought I buried deeply inside my brain, I hadn't thought about what happened in Juilliard for a long time ,and when I saw her standing next to Emmett everything came crashing down on me. What shocked me the most was that Rose seemed to know Bella from way back; Rose had told me about her struggle with her weight, how a girl had picked her pieces up and helped her glue them back together again. I also told her how I wasn't such a 'up-tight prick' ,as she had so nicely put it that time that she confronted me about my attitude, told me that she saw through my goody-goody two shoes bullshit, how I missed the one girl that actually got me and that I had messed up big time when I just left and let her go. Sure, now that I am more mature I see that the reason why I called it quits on or messed up friendship/relationship was pretty fucking stupid. And Rose thought so to, when she told me to suck it up, go fix up my fuck-up and be happy, I tolled her that there was no way that I would see my girl again. And, of course, Rosalie being Rosalie tolled me that I was way too stupid to be an honor student, slapped me across the back of the head, winked at my and said she was going to find Emmett for a quickie before dinner. That was the first and last time I told anyone about why I changed so much.

Now that Bella was here, the first thing I want to do is beg for forgiveness, but that won't be possible because she wants to keep everything under wraps, until it's absolutely necessary, which I agree with to certain extent. But, I know that if we wait too long this is going to come back and bite us in the ass, of course, it's Bella we're talking about which equals to trying to lift Emmett from bed earlier than noon on a weekend, impossible.

I wonder if Bella still has that four leaf treble low on her shoulder blade, I know she got it when I told her that my last name Masen was Irish and she started calling me Leprechaun, though you'll never get her to admit it. I finished cutting up the tomatoes for the Mexican salsa Esme is making, passing the little chunks from the cutting board to a wooden bowl. Being as sneaky as possible I slide the bowl onto the island where Bella is chopping lettuce, Esme is busy with the blender next to her and set behind Bella, taking advantage of her tank top,also the fact that she's listening to her Ipod from what I can tell at full blast and pull the hem slowly downward which didn't do any good it was still too high to be able to see if she had the tattoo, taking another approach, I grab a meat fork and started pulling the part where the strap and the rest of the shirt connect downward, painfully slow until I start seeing the beginning of something gre...

"Son, what in heaven sakes are you doing?,'' Carlisle Cullen, I had never being more annoyed than right now with my father, I mean come on I was so close. Turning around with the fork still in my hand I see Carlisle leaning on doorway, hands in the pockets of his scrubs, with the amused crooked grin that I knew so well, and a mischievous twinkle in his blue eyes. Oh, I was in for it now. "I think your mother and I thought you better than to be a peeping Tom."

He moved away from his placed on the doorway towards my mother whispering something in her ear and kissing her on the cheek.

"Hello, Father." I said putting the fork down, nudging Bella for her to come back to reality.

"Isabella Swan I presume," Carlisle said stepping away from my mother, "A pleasure to meet you." picking her hand up and kissing her knuckles.

Bella blushed an adorable shade on pink an replied, "Bella, please, the pleasure is all mine ."

My father laughed and winked, "Call me Carlisle, Bella, or whatever you what to." I think I saw red, I couldn't believe Carlisle was flirting with MY Bella, yeah, I said it, MY Bella. Esme laughed as Bella's blush reappeared, "Stop making Bella blush, Carlisle." she said hitting him with a dish towel on the ass. God, could they be any more embarrassing.

"I know the perfect name for you, Carlisle," Bella said, mischief dripping from her voice, "Da-.." I covered her mouth with my hand, before she could finish his sentence, I was so not risking her saying something inappropriate.

"Bella, remember you were going to help me, with that thing," I said backing away slowly with her in tow. She mumbled something under my hands, but I wouldn't let her go, that is until she bit the shit out of my hand."AAaH! Fuck..- what th- auuu," I jumped away from her examining the bite marks that she had left on my hand.

"What the hell, Edward," Bella said to me slightly irritated, "I was just going to say Daddy C, because of Carlisle, it's actually kinda dumb."

"I like it," Esme said. "What do you think,Carlisle?"

"I like it, thank you, Bella," Carlisle said, "By the way, Esme, what was Edward doing with a fork, pulling Bella's shirt down?"

Ah, fuck. I was toast, thank you Daddy C. I chuckled nervously as Bella turned around, hands on her hips and eyes narrowed. "You had lettuce on your back?" I offered,running my hands through my already messy hair.

Bella popped an eyebrow, "Run, Cullen." And I did, leaving my two laughing parents and a very annoyed Bella behind me. I heard her gaining on my, turning right into the living room I took a short cut and climbed the stairs by two's stumbling and tripping in the process, until I got to the top of the staircase and took off like a bat out of hell into my room locking the door shut. My heart hammered away and I tried to calm my breath, something I never forgot was that a pissed off Bella was a force to be reckoned with and that the best form of action was to steer clear until she calmed down a bit.

"Edward Anthony Cullen, open the door!" she yelled banging on the door. Man she was pissed, pulling out the full , like I was suicidal,I wasn't going to open that door. "No way in hell, calm down first!" I yelled back, looking around my room for a place to hide.

"The spare keys are in the hallway safe behind the family portrait." Carlisle yelled to Bella from down stairs. Traitor.

The door knob began moving, I was scared as hell. Bella slammed the door open and then slammed it shut again, I started backing away from her when she started coming towards me. After a few feet I couldn't back away anymore and fell on my back on top of my bed, a sly grin spread across her face and her eyes darkened slightly.

"What were you looking for, Edward?" she asked coming to stand in between my legs. I just shook my head and refused to speak. "Ok then, Leprechaun, I'll just have to find out ,won't I?" My eyes widen and I swallowed loudly, she knew,I was fuck. She straddled me pinning my arms above my head, leaning down to kiss my adam's apple sucking on it lightly, making my suppress a groan she couldn't know the effect she had on me ,it would be my demise. She moved on to my neck leaving a trail of hot wet kisses as she continued towards where my jaw and neck connected, nibbling on the lobe of my ear, sliding up minimally rubbing herself slightly on my jean clad crotch and moaning into my ear, I could feel my self hardening even more. She fucking moaned and I couldn't help but let out a small groan, I felt her smile against my skin and sucked softly on my neck, another groan left my throat involuntarily. Bella sat up, looking at me in the eyes she painfully slow pulled her thin tank top over her head, throwing it onto the floor. Black lace. Her fucking bra was black lace making her perky pale breasts look perfect,so soft, my hands itched to touch her and my hand reached out to cup her breast, rubbing my thumb over the swell of her breast that was not covered by the bra and applying pressure on the hard little nipple . A soft little moan escaped her and I was done for, and I was straining against my jeans so much it was almost painful. I grab her other breast and did the same rubbing the pad of my thumb over the swell of her breast, squeezing it lightly and extracting yet another little moan from her and took that as a sign that I could continue my exploration, sliding my hands over her ribs I examined the tattoos that I thought I'd never see again. The longitudes and latitudes coordinates she had etched on her ribs of all her favorite places, the white ink swan she had on her lower abdomen, a treble clef that disappeared into the waistband of her shorts, and the three little stars that adorned her side, I took my time tracing each line with my fingers, she shifted on my lap and I was brought out of my musings and remembered about my little problem; no, not little big problem, big and hard. Flipping us over I leaned down and kiss her naked collar bone, nibbling and sucking on it, while she rubbed her hot core against my harden length, it was sweet, slow, painful torture.

Until, her goddamn cell phone rang, and I cursed all technology and the motherfuckers that invented them. She jump off the bed and picked up. From the one sided conversation I heard , the cockblocker, was Rosalie coming over to help her get ready for tonight, fuck her. Bella was standing with her back facing me, so I could see the quote she had just underneath the strap of her hot as fuck black lace bra; 'Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.- ' I chuckled softly ,sneaked up and wrapped my arms around her tiny waist, and kissed the little four leaf clover on her shoulder blade. Success, she still had it, I was grinning like the hobo that lived out of a box and though that the sinks at the airport operated with mind , the problem in my pants had lessen, because we so, weren't going to finish what we started. Bella hung up and turned in my arms. "I guess I found out what you were looking for." she said, smirking up at me.

"Yep," I said popping the 'p', "You know I would have gotten a tattoo for you, like you got one for me."

She laughed and moved to pull away from my arms, "I didn't get shit for you," she said. "I just thought, I should get something for good luck."

"Sure and you got it inked?" I laughed, pulling her shirt over her head, "Yeah I don't think so."

"Fuck off, Edward." She said heading towards the door.

"Whatever, Love, see you later."

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