AN: Okay so! First of all I want to thank all of you who either reviewed or added Endless Dream to your favorites, or both.


PetLover09, Spunkie09, WA0520, music-freak123, aerobee82, Twilightaholic1122, .bibliophile, MariaTwilight, BehindSun78, Fee273, and Maliha R Pattinson(first reviewer!)

I can't tell you how happy the reviews made me! So now I'm updating (sorry for the long wait, I'm horribly lazy) and I hope you like it.


OH! The amazing Beta for Endless Dream is…*drumroll*
Sophie! (Fee123)

She makes the words look all pretty and perfect. I just write the story. She does more work than me! :D
*cheers, applause*

BN: Bonjour, readers of Endless Dream :D

I'm Sophie – aforementioned Beta – pleased to meet you all!

Thank you so much for reading this and supporting Kasa. It means the world to both of us, and it's so nice to see her get the appreciation she deserves! It's honestly adorable how excited she gets when she gets a review. (She'll kill me for telling you that...)

So, yeah, if you could drop a review it'd be much appreciated.

I'm going to shut up now so that you can read chapter 2! She's got some really good ideas for this, and I can honestly say this Edward will be freakin' amazing (once he appears...) :D

Oh, and it's my fault this chapter is late! It took me forever to Beta, due to my extremely busy life. I'm on Christmas break now, though, so I'll have more time. And hopefully we'll get another chapter out before Christmas! If not, Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year and what not :D

Chapter 2

BPOV

I awoke the next day to the sound of unrelenting banging on my bedroom door.

Rolling over, I glanced at the clock and noticed it was just after noon.

"Who the fuck is it?" I yelled in frustration, walking over to the door.

"It's me, bitch! Let me in before I break down the door!" I yanked open the door to reveal an angry looking Rose, looking as amazing as always.

She smiled a sweet, sarcastic smile.

"I have news!" she announced, barging in uninvited.

I groaned and closed the door before turning to her with my hands on my hips, looking very much like an irritated bag lady. Damn frizzy hair, I thought to myself.

"What?" I demanded angrily.

I love Rosalie – really, I do. But waking me up like that is just not cool.

She dragged me over to the couch, and it was then that I noticed the three huge shopping bags in her hands... which could only mean one thing.

"Rose! Could we please not do this today?" I begged.

Ever since meeting Alice and Rosalie, I'd discovered they liked dressing me up. A lot. They call it "Bella Makeover Day"... I call it "Bella Torture Day" – but not to their faces. I wouldn't like to suffer those consequences...

Rose stared at me for a few seconds before saying, in words that chilled me to my half-asleep bones "I know where you sleep, Swan, and I have nothing but time."

So I agreed, because she's my friend, and I was slightly scared.

Sighing, I took a seat next to her on the couch. "Alright, what's up?"

She smiled and said "I have a date! Well, we have a date..."

I nodded along sleepily, until the meaning of what she said registered.

"What?! Rose, what the hell? A date?" I exclaimed loudly. She looked at me and sighed, dramatically rolling her eyes.

"Yes, Bella; a date. Remember that guy I told you about?" she asked with a smile.

Rose worked at a shop called Roger's, where she's head mechanic. Yes, that's right – blonde, gorgeous, and knows how to change a tyre?

Basically every guy's wet dream.

Rosalie looked at me, blushing.

WHAT THE FUCK?

Rose, blushing?

I leaned into her and said "Rose, you're blushing. If your head starts spinning around like some shit from the Exorcist, I'm getting the hell out of here!"

She threw back her head and laughed before attempting to hit me, but I moved out of the way just in time, settling in next to her on the couch.

"Alright, tell me what's going on." I said, leaving no room for argument.

She opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by the sound of her phone ringing.

It was Rockwell's "Somebody's Watching Me."

I rolled my eyes; Alice.

Alice was... intuitive, you could say.

She usually knew when something would happen – before it happened.

It used to freak me the hell out when we first met.

My thoughts were interrupted when Rose said "Bella and I have a date."

I heard Alice snort through the phone, before replying "Well, I know that much, Rose. What I want to know is why I am not invited?" she asked in a pleading voice. I could just imagine her fluttering her lashes.

Rosalie sighed, before saying "Alice, come on. You know you are too busy these days to date. I thought you were on an important deadline for the new Cavalier's floral line?"

Alice worked as a fashion designer for a big time company called 'Cavaliers'. The girl was seriously talented. Living with her was a nightmare – she always likes to dictate my choice of clothing.

Alice mumbled under her breath – something which sounded distinctly like "Nosey bitch" – before whining childishly "Rose! I really want to go!"

Rosalie said "Bitch, stop pouting and get over it. I'm doing you a favour! You'll be all grumpy and bitchy cause you'll be behind on the designs! "

"You're lucky I love my job. I really would quit if I didn't." Alice grumbled.

We laughed a bit before Alice said "Well, could I at least help you two get ready?"

We agreed, and she said she'd be home around 5, and promptly hung up.

Realizing that I had basically no information, I turned to Rose and demanded "Okay, details!"

She explained that finally instead of saying no to Emmett's (That was his name, I learned) pursuits, she finally said yes.

But it turns out his best friend Jasper just moved to town, and he didn't want to leave him at home on his first night in.

So, she agreed to bring along a friend; me.

We were supposed to meet them at Antonio's at seven, a really good Italian restaurant not too far from our house.

Since it was only 20 minutes after noon, I was going back to bed for a few hours.

Apparently Rose had other ideas.

"Bella, where are you going?" she asked impatiently.

I glanced back at her in confusion.

"Um... To bed?"

"Bella, we have a date! We have to start getting ready now!" she said.

"What? It's barely after noon! The date isn't until seven!" I argued.

She glared at me for awhile, then – probably realizing I was right – said "Alright. You get 2 hours."

I rolled my eyes and agreed.

"Okay, we'll all meet back here around 3." She said, and then walked to the door.

I nodded and closed the door behind her.

I walked into my room, and immediately climbed into bed.

After tossing and turning for around 20 minutes in a futile attempt at getting back to sleep, I relented to the fact that it was never going to happen.

Sighing, I decided to start up my laptop and go online for a while, since I wasn't getting back to sleep any time soon.

"Stupid Rose," I muttered darkly.

I couldn't blame Rose – not exactly. From the time when I was around twelve years old, I suffered from irregular bursts of insomnia. I don't know why, exactly, but it drove my mom – Renee – crazy.

After going to countless doctors all over the Phoenix area, to no avail, she finally gave up.

Since school was nearly impossible with my nocturnal schedule, I was homeschooled until I was almost 17. Since they happened irregularly, I had to choose a career that allowed me to stay at home most of the time.

So now I'm Bella Swan – Editor. I rarely have to go into the office, except when I'm dropping something off, and it was something I really love doing.

Suddenly the computer sprang to life, pulling me from my thoughts.

I signed onto my Pen Exchange account, deciding to see if anything was new.

There was a message from someone named TrebleClefRebel, it read.

'Hmmm, well what do you look like, Mr. Rebel?' I mused, as I clicked onto his profile.

I was not prepared for the sight that greeted me.