Chapter 5

Edward POV

There were birds and squirrels sat on my bed, chirping and squeaking happily. Bella looked much better now, laughing at the squirrels that were now tumbling about my bed. I was going to have to use a LOT of disinfectant on my bed right after she got off it. Bella hadn't noticed me and I slunk out of my room, feeling unwanted in my own bedroom. Later that day, Bella moved back into her own room, thanking me for my hospitality. I was glowing inside, happy that I had gotten praise of our sweet Bella.
The weekend, and indeed the following week passed in a blur, but Bella was lighting up my way like an everlasting glow-stick. I shrunk to a quiet corner, observing Bella 24/7, feeling like a perverted stalker.

Bella POV

I took the last piece of tissue and threw it disdainfully into the dustbin. A waste, I know, but I felt a hundred percent better. Finally, after a whole week, I could go back to school!
I threw on a comfortable white close-fitting blouse and pair of skinny jeans, shrugged on my black jacket and walked out my door, grabbing my dance wear and school books as I went.

I went to an arts school called Lasalle (it's an arts school in 2J's country, don't know the details and I think it is spelt correctly.)and the hours are considerably longer as we have to learn academically too, things as trivial as maths and science; I mean, come on! It IS and Art's school for crying out loud!
I had many friends there, like Jasper, who was into painting, or Angela, Rosalie and Jacob, who were into dance, and I just found out that Alice was there for designing. Edward was also there for music. Emmett was Rose's boyfriend, and he was in the sports school, just a couple of streets away.
School passed by quickly as I floated absent-mindedly from lesson-to-lesson. I waited in impatient anticipation as the clock ticked slowly. Just a few more minutes…YES! The school bell rung to signal the end of the school day and I dashed out, heading straight to the dance studio.
I laughed as I came to a stop, panting, at the entrance to the dance studio. I was a good hour early. Normally students would go home for a change of clothes and a quick snack, but I was far too excited. I dressed in my dancewear, and started to do what I do best. Dance.
I was drenched in sweat by time the other students filed in. Mike Newton sent a sleazy smile my way, and I gave a hesitant, tiny smile in return. Was he trying to be sexy? He way failing miserably.
"Afternoon, kiddies!" A tall, kind-looking woman walked in.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but your teachers are away on a course, so no dancing today. I groaned loudly, throwing dirty looks at anyone who dared to cheer. Mike earned a particularly nasty glare after he cheered loudly whilst punching the air triumphantly.
"But your teachers DID leave you an assignment, and I'm sure you will have plenty fun doing it."
Her eyes twinkled mischievously. She remained silent as she let the suspense set in.
"Your teachers want you to have a better understanding of your own body when you dance, and things that you may unconsciously do, and also to know what turns people on, etcetera. You may not find this project meaningful, but when you do a partnering dance, like the smoky Argentinean Tango, it will help you tremendously."

She paused again to see if she caught everyone's attention. The student's rapt concentration made her smile as she continued.

"So you have to list twenty things that you are going to have to do that seems to turn on the opposite sex, twenty things that you think are sexy, and twenty things that you think are turnoffs or things that a person tried to attract you on that you thought were disgusting. And if you are referring to one singular person please name the person, even if the person is in this class, they will face slight embarrassment for a while, but I am sure that it will help them in the end."

The class was immediately buzzing with activity and I heard my name a few times from guys. Oh crap. What did I do this time? I didn't do any pick up lines or anything! As I was contemplating this horrific idea, Mike Newton came sidling up to me, feebly attempting to be sly. He tried to put him arm casually on the bar I was leaning on, but his elbow kept sliding off due to the fact that he was wearing an orange long-sleeved nylon t-shirt. His face went beetroot red as I looked at him with a curious face.
"Hey babe, don't forget to mention me in your list."
He had finally managed to keep his elbow there. I looked at him in revulsion. As he tried to saunter away, Jacob stuck his foot out, pretending to stretch, and Mike fell flat on his face. I muffled my laughter and he hastily got up and walked away.
I was still spluttering foolishly as Jacob came walking to me.
"Hey babe, don't forget to mention me in your list."
He imitated him in a squeaky voice.
"Oh shit! Why won't my elbow stay on the bar? I want to impress Bella. Oh. That's why? My clothes are made of nylon!" Jacob continued.
"He will be on your list, alright, for the people who gross you out!"
Suddenly, I saw the humour in the situation and erupted in a fit of fresh laughter. Jacob ruffled my hair affectionately.
"Poor kid. It's okay; I will protect you. I am a year older, you know."
He winked at me cheekily and puffed out his chest. I laughed even hard as my eyes started to water. The teacher surveyed the noisy room once more and was about to head out when she suddenly yelled out,
"Oh, don't start yet, kiddos! You have to start the experiment when you've gone home. Get you're lazy butts off the floor and practice!"
I immediately started stretching and marked my dance to the music in my head. Going home, I am going to be very uncomfortable.

Emmett POV

"Emmie?"
I heard a hesitant voice call me from my doorway. I crept up quietly behind my door, deciding to surprise her.

Bella POV

I was poking my head cautiously through Em's door, and called him by the nickname only I used so he would know it was me. Suddenly, A huge head popped out in front of me.
"Gah!"
I wheeled back in shock. I stared up at my annoying teddy bearish brother-like friend, who was smiling evilly up down at me. I waited for my heart to slow back into an even rhythm.
"Wassup little sista?"

Emmett POV

As I listened to my embarrassed little Bella about her school project, and my grin grew wider and wider. Eddie-kins had opened up much more to Belly than anyone else and I had an AWESOME idea…

Bella POV

This is ridiculous. I looked at the gigantic list of things that Emmett had given me to try on Edward. He had scribbled them all down and shoved it at me forcefully.

"Okay, here, try these to see what interests the opposite sex." He said as he pushed me out of the door. He ignored my half-uttered sentences and protests and slammed the door in my face. I looked down at the list reluctantly.

1) Ask Alice for makeover and ask her for a strapless micro-dress. Tell her about the project and that Emmett asked you to do the make-sure-strapless-dress-thingy in front of Edward. She will explain and will probably give you other tricks as well on the way.

What the hell? What does that mean? I dreaded to think. But nevertheless, I sighed loudly and made my way to Alice's room………

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