Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, Twilight is owned my Stephenie Meyer, including all Twilight characters.

I decided to update again since I felt bad for not updating for a long period of time.

Since this story is (or will be) a tangled mess of drama I have my very own notebook and write down the facts such as; Last names, whose in classes with who, who likes who, Edwards classes, Bella's classes, ideas for the future and even teachers name! I hope this will help me stay organized so I don't mix the facts up.

Enjoy!

A whole week without Bella. It shouldn't be too hard. I've only liked her for what, a few days? Plus, I've gone seventeen years without any girl. I think I can manage a week. I think the only reason I've become so attached to Bella, worrying about her and missing her and thinking about her, is because she the first girl in my life other than Alice or Rosalie.

To be honest, I'm scared. My first crush and it's on a girl who off limits. A girl who I'm starting to be so close with, but never close enough. I'm so selfish, although I hate seeing Bella in pain and seeing her cry, I can bring myself to regret her being kicked out the day I met her.

I'm tired of being philosophical. I'm just tired.

Before I slipped off into my sleep land, a remembered the feeling of Bella's body pressed against mine.

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I awoke to an uncomfortable feeling in my lower region. I knew this feeling. The same feeling from last night. This awkward, humiliating, painful, arousing feeling that was caused by Bella.

I must have had some sort of sexual dream about her, if only I could remember it. With a regretful sight, I get out of bed and head towards the bathroom with a towel in hand. At a moment like this, I am thankful I have a bathroom connected to my room. Walking out with a boner and getting caught by one of your parents would be the single most embarrassing thing a teenager could handle. I'm no exception.

I shut, and lock, the door behind me and adjusted the temperature to my warmth liking. I shed my clothes quickly and hop into my all too welcoming shower.

I stare down and it's there. There's no way I could ignore it. It hurt, and was begging for attention. I just needed to distract myself.

I lathered my hands up with shampoo and scrubbed my hair harder than I ever remember doing before. But, when I rinsed, it was still there.

I briefly distracted myself by wondering what time it was.

Do I masturbate?

That was out of the question, right? Only vile teenagers stoop to that level.

Still, a small part of me reminded my self that all teenagers, male and female, did this. Did that. I instantly thought of Bella, in that way.

This was getting ridiculous. Fighting myself whether to touch myself or not? It was obviously out of the question so why even bother?

I picked up the bar of soap and glided it over my arms, chest, legs, and neck; anywhere I could reach as long as it didn't involve my engorged penis.

But, it needed to get washed and it certainly wasn't going to wash itself.

Slowly, I took the bar of soap and dragged it along my length, up and down, up and down. But it felt too good to stop. With shaky hands I dropped the soap bar and grabbed my length with my right and doing to same movements as before. I needed to go faster. So I went as fast as I could, and it felt amazing. I kept my eyes clothes throughout it all.

It had been a while and I wasn't finding the release I so badly needed. Did it take Bella this long as well?

The image from before, of Bella pleasing herself, flashed in my mind.

I moaned. I didn't even know I was capable of moaning like that, but I was getting closer to my release. I just knew.

I thought about Bella's voice, her smile, her soft skin, and her warm lips against my hand, her body against mine. Before I knew it, Bella's name was falling off my lips like my life depended on it.

I came on the shower wall and truth be told, I was a little ashamed of myself. I told myself I would never do that again as I watched my cum go down the drain and felt the water get cold.

I got out of the shower and dried myself off. In my room, I threw on a pair of jeans and a plain white shirt. After that, I practically flew down the stairs where my breakfast awaited me.

I entered the kitchen, Esme was cooking, pancakes I think, and Carlisle was setting the table. I was lucky to have such great and loving parents. That thought brought an image of Bella to my head, which reminded me of my previous activities.

Did they know? I was in the shower longer than usual, they must of had some sort of idea.

I sat down at my seat, embarrassed and nervous, while Esme and Carlisle began eating away at the now ready pancakes.

"Edward, Hun, are you all packed and ready?" Was I ready? Ready for what?

"What do you mean?" I asked, starting on my pancakes as well.

"Don't you remember? Every spring break the three of us go to the annual spring festival down in Portland, Oregon. We leave today, Edward." It was my father who spoke this time with a slight disapproving tone.

"We reminded you Thursday morning" He added. No wonder I forgot. Thursday morning I was so worried about Bella I couldn't even eat my breakfast.

"Oh... Yeah I remember now." Truthfully, I'd do just about anything not to go. Not that I didn't love spending time with my parents. It's just a small part of me was hoping Bella would still come over. What if she came over and I wasn't here? The thought of her roaming around in the dark streets alone scares me.

"Edward? What's wrong? Do you not want to go?" Esme spoke in a gentle tone as usual. I don't recall a single memory of her raising her voice at me. Well if she learned that I let a girl in my room at night, I'm not sure what she do.

"I don't want to ruin your fun, but I would really rather just stay home. I was going to hang out with Emmett and Jasper during spring break, so I was kind of looking forward to that..." I mumbled, finishing off my pancakes.

"Edward, if you don't want to go then, well, I think you're responsible enough to stay home alone for a week. Don't you think, Esme?" Esme nodded in agreement. But, I couldn't do that to my family.

"Mom, Dad. What about the plane ticket. I couldn't just pretend you two didn't buy me an expensive plane ticket and then just throw it away."

"We're driving this year Edward, just have fun. Be a teenager."

"Yes, dear. Don't worry about us."

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"Edward? Will you come to my office for a second?" I heard Carlisle call for me. Were they leaving already? I walked downstairs where is office was located, door opened.

"Yeah, Dad?"

"Come in, Have a seat, Shut the door behind you." I did like I was told and found myself awkwardly placed in front of my father.

"Son, I think we should have a talk."

I nodded for him to continue. Was he going to talk to me about masturbation? Oh god. Talking to your father about masturbating would be humiliating enough but of course, my dad had to be a doctor so he throw in all those complicated medical terms in there so I wouldn't even understand what he was saying half the time.

"Edward, your at the age where sex is the prime subject on your mind." Oh no. This was far worse than the masturbation talk. This was the sex talk. We had talked once when I was about twelve, too. The basics only though. The penis goes into the vagina, the man releases a seed called seamen or frequently referred to as sperm, the sperm travels to a woman's eggs causing her to get pregnant and nine months later a baby pops out. He told me only to have sex with a woman I cherish and love and to be responsible by using condoms or other sorts of birth control.

But I had a feelings this was going to go deeper that that.

"I don't know if you have a girlfriend or a special girl in your life but for my sanity, tell me your being safe." He pinched the bridge of his nose, something I had also done since early on.

"Dad, there's nothing to be safe about. I'm still a virgin." He lifted his head a looked to look at me. He looked like he wanted to laugh. Was it that funny that I was seventeen and a virgin?

"Oh Edward. I said tell me your being safe. Not lie to me!" He got a chuckle out of this. Lying? He thought I would lie about being a virgin?

"Dad, I'm not lying. I've never experienced any type of sex." I clarified. He gave one last chuckle but then his expression was suddenly serious.

"Son, what teenager wants to stay home alone for a week and not have a reason for it? I know your staying back for a girl. Or girls. Edward, I hope I raised you well enough that you know better than to cheat right?"

"Dad, please listen to me. I'm not cheating on anybody because I don't have a girlfriend! Please believe when I say I'm not sexually active. Even if I was I wouldn't have multiple partners, you did raise me better than that!" His expression changed once more and I think finally he was starting to believe me.

"Truthfully, the reason why I want to stay home is because I do like a girl. We've been seeing each other for a little while and I'm hoping to hang out with her over spring break. I assure you we will not be having sex, though. Even if she does become my girlfriend don't you think it would me a little too soon?" He laughed at this but nodded.

We both got up when Esme called for Carlisle to leave.

"Oh and Edward?" I turned around to see Carlisle with a box of condoms in his hands.

"Just in case."

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After I said goodbye to my parents I returned to my room where I stuffed the box of condoms in nightstand next to my bed.

The rain was pounding against my window so hard I thought it would break. I pulled out my history book and began reading several chapters ahead of where we were supposed to be. After about three pages into it I realized I couldn't even concentrate on the words, none of it was making sense. I gave up a tossed my history book aside, instead I turned on my radio to the classical station and laid down on my bed.

Would I ever get the chance to use the condoms Carslise had given me earlier? I was pretty sure that if I was going to have sex with a girl it would have to be a girl I was madly in love with.

Bella. I liked her, she was easy to get along with and didn't talk about useless subjects. But, we didn't really know each other enough to say I liked her. But I do. I get this feeling in my stomach when I see her and the feeling of her skin makes my heart have spasms. I'm not even sure if that's healthy! I don't need to know every detail about Bella to know that I like her.

There was lightning and thunder outside and my power went out. I glanced at my cell phone. Eleven thirty already? I might as well go to sleep. I didn't bother changing. I was out like a light in mere seconds.

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There was an annoying loud ringing noise in my ear. It took me a few seconds to realize my phone was ringing.

I looked at the screen of my phone and noticed it was a caller that I didn't know. I considered ignoring the call, but my curiosity got the better of me.

"Mmm Hello?" My voice sounded groggier than usual and I wondered how long I was asleep for. The power was still out, that much I could tell. Leave it to Forks to have a lightening storm in May.

"Edward?" It was a female voice on the other line. Bella. Was she really calling? To think I almost didn't answer this call.

"Bella? Why are you calling?" I hope I wasn't sounding harsh, but I didn't really understand why she would call in the middle of the night.

"I..I'm sorry Edward. I know that since my dad is gone you weren't exactly expecting me to call but I'm scared." Scared? What happened?!

"No, no. It's okay. What's wrong?" I waited patiently to answer, she sounded like she was crying. Oh god. Was she hurt? Had someone broken in?

"Do you think you could pick me up? I could sneak into your room, I just really don't like lightning storms and I thought I could wait this one out but then the power went out and I started hearing strange noises and I'm home alone, and... And," She was rambling by this point and sounded frantic. There was no way I could say no to her.

"Bella, calm down. My parents are out for the week so you can stay here for as long as you want. I'll pick you right now. Where do you live?"

She sniffed a bit before answering, "Third street. It's the first house on the left. Kind of run-down, and it's white with a woodsy area around it, and please hurry."

"I'll leave now, see you in a few minutes." I hung up and grabbed my keys from my end table before running through the house, trying to get to my car.

Once I was finally in my car and driving I had to wonder; was this fate?

I thought about it. At the time Bella and I met, my car was getting repairs so I had to walk to the store, Esme never ran out of cooking products so the fact that she had at the same exact time Bella was out was a miracle, Bella's dad and my parents just happened to be away at the same time and there just happen to be a lightening storm which scared Bella so she called me.

Speaking of which, why did she call me? Why not Newton or Alice or Jessica or any other one of her friends? Don't get me wrong, I'm ecstatic that she called me, but why me?

The rational side of me told me that Alice and Jessica either didn't pick up or couldn't pick her up. As for Mike, who would want to sleep in the same house as him? I've found a new hatred relationship towards Mike ever since I noticed him always hanging around Bella like a lost puppy. He really disgusts me.

It was hard to see because of the rain splattering on my windshield and I could hear the thunder the closer I got to Bella's house. If it wasn't for my determination to see Bella, I probably would have crashed my car.

Finally, I pulled into her driveway and saw her standing on the porch with a large duffle bag beside her.

Although it was pouring down rain, I wanted to show Bella I was courteous so when she walked towards the car I swiftly got out of the drivers seat and opened the passenger door for her.

She looked confused at first but wasted no time getting into the car, I followed suit.

We were heading down the highway before Bella broke the silence.

"Um, thank you! I mean really, thank you." Bella was looking down at her lap when she said this.

"No problem." I was pushing seventy, no cops would be on a highway in a storm like this.

"No. I'm serious. Thank you. Thank you for always letting me come into your room, thank you for coming and picking me up at midnight-" I glanced down at my radio, she was right about the time.

"You even opened up the car door for me in the pouring rain! You are very kind." I smiled at this, I never opened the door for anyone else, and I just wanted to show Bella that men should me gentleman. That's how Esme raised me, she wanted me to be a proper man that would grow up and live a proper life. I would hopefully make her proud.

"Don't you think you should slow down though? Especially in this weather..." This made me laugh. I was known for my speedy driving, although I've never actually gotten a ticket.

Once we got to my house, I once again opened the door for Bella before she could. I could see a smile grace her lips even in the pouring rain. I slung her bag over my shoulder and led the way to my front door.

When we were inside the warmth was so nice, but it was easy to tell the power was still out. Lightning brightened up the kitchen followed by a loud boom. I felt a body grip my now soaking wet shirt.

"Bella, why don't you hold my hand until we get to my room?" I stretched out my hand to hold hers, which she quickly placed hers in mine. Her hand was warm and soft and I never wanted to let it go. But as soon as we reached my room, I knew I would have to.

Once we did reach my room, I was reluctant to let her hand go. I liked the feeling when she would squeeze my hand or walk closer to me. One day, I would hold her hand again. It's a promise.

I shut my bedroom door behind us. Bella sat at the end of my bed and took off her sweatshirt, it was dark and I could barley make out her pajamas underneath the sweatshirt.

"I'm going to get changed real fast. Your okay here alone for a second?" I asked while pulling out my pajamas from my drawers.

"Yeah..." She really did seem scared. Was it a girl thing to be afraid of lightening storms or was it just Bella?

I walked into the bathroom quickly changing into plaid pajama pants and a white tee. Or at least, I think that what they were.

Once back in my room I noticed Bella was already in her usual spot in my bed and under the covers; I crawled in next to her.

I could tell she was sleeping by the way her breath was even and she mumbled incoherent things, it was probably the most amazing and fascinating thing; watching her sleep, but I was getting tired and I closed my eyes.

Right before I drifted asleep, I heard, "Stupid, Fast Volvos.."

Only Bella could call my car stupid.

Edward's first wanking!!

Oh and cord phones DO work when the power is out, if you don't believe me try for yourself. Back before there were cell phones (Yeah, that old) when there was a power outage we'd just use our cord phone to call people.

This is longer than usual so I better get more reviews than usual, I just really wanted to get in a good EdwardxBella moment.

It was my first sexual scene so tell me how I did.

Review if your wanting more!