AN: I want to apologize for the long time between this update, but there were some crucial things that I had to do that were preventing me from updating. One of them was that I just got my laptop privileges yesterday after being grounded from it. Sorry again.

I do not own Twilight, I'm way too normal (or weird, depends on how you look at it...) to own it.

''Nothing Emmett,'' Bella said, letting Edward help her to her feet.

What the heck happened that killed the mood? I mean it, dude they are all crazy!

Bella Swan

''...and lastly, we will like to inform all of you that you all will be free to go home in approximately two more days, is that clear?''

''Crystal,'' many students replied after the teacher had finally finished her unnecessary long speech. Seriously, after a rough wake up call, and Emmett's sense of humor right after, I just wanted to get breakfast and go back to bed. It was way too cold out here anyway.

Sometimes I found myself forgetting that the reason why we were all trapped here was due to a blizzard. So many things had happened that took all the attention away from the weather itself, but the chilly air was a constant reminder.

Apart from the chilly weather outside, nothing else served as a reminder of what brought us here. Of what brought Edward and me together.

''What do you want for breakfast?'' Edward asked as we made our way into the lunch line.

''Anything, as long as its food,'' I replied as he laughed softly and nodded. I was leaning into Edward's shoulder, and he had his arm around me supporting most of my weight. I was just so tired, I wasn't even sure if I could blink without falling asleep.

I didn't even pay attention to what Edward grabbed; I just followed him and smiled every time he leaned down to kiss my forehead. He was so caring and sweet, that I couldn't help but smile.

When we were younger, our relationship had never been quite like this. Sure, we held hands, and kissed but we never embraced quite like we were right now. It was probably due to the fact that we were young.

''Do you want a salad?'' Edward asked.

''Do you think I need it?''

Edward's eyes widened. ''Of course not, Bella! You are beautiful just like you are! Sorry if I-''

I rolled my eyes. He took everything way too serious sometimes. ''Relax, Edward, I'm merely playing,'' I assured him.

''Now I know why you and Emmett are related.''

XXX

''I didn't understand at that time!'' I whispered-yelled.

From the little light we got from under our blanket, I could clearly see Edward rolling his eyes. I stuck my tongue out at him, and he chuckled silently at my childish behavior.

''Beautiful, it was kind of obvious, Mike was totally into you, and you acted like all he wanted was friendship!''

''But I did think that!''

Edward laughed silently again, and I hit his shoulder lightly, but couldn't help but to show the smile that had been threatening to show.

Both, Edward and I had decided that we needed to rest after staying up for the better part of the day, and the rest of our friends decided to come as well, not having anything to do. I was sure they simply wanted alone time.

That was another weird thing. Not the alone time, but how much Alice and Jasper wanted it. They seemed rather close lately. It didn't matter to me though, Alice was one of my best friends, and that was why it all seemed so wrong. If something was going on between the two of them, wouldn't they tell the rest of us?

I hoped so. There shouldn't be any reason why they should keep anything from all of us. Unless it was something really private, that they should most definitely keep to themselves.

I smiled sat up straighter. After we had waked up, Edward had noticed that the rest of our friends were still sleeping, or they had recently fallen asleep. So Edward and I had come up with the brilliant idea to sit under our blanket, and talk.

And talk we did.

''Can you believe all of this will be over in two more days?''

''I know,'' I responded quietly. ''It's sad you know? This blizzard brought us together again, and it's going to be sad for it to end.''

He let go of one of my hands, the one that wasn't attached to mine, and tucked my hair behind my ear. ''But it shouldn't make that much of a difference, Beautiful, because no matter what, we would still continue together. Just because the end of sleeping in our school's disgusting floor, it doesn't mark the end of us.''

I smiled, and leaning my head against his warm palm, I sighed contently.

We were quiet for a while, when he broke the silence. ''Did you ever think we made the wrong choice when we broke up?'' he asked in such a quiet whisper, I barely heard it.

I shrugged. ''Of course, I guess, but at that time it seamed right, you know?''

''So you don't regret it?''

''That is not what I said.''

''Just answer,'' he asked, and I took a deep breath.

This had ended completely wrong. I wasn't even sure what led him to ask in the first place, but did he seriously doubt my feelings for him? Really?

''I just think it was better for us to have ended in a good way, you know? There was no bitter resentments, we made up our minds.''

''So you don't think we would have made it. You think if we kept going, we would have ended apart, like we did?''

I groaned, his voice held some resentment, like he was blaming me for everything that had happened. I had just answered his question, but of course it wasn't good enough. Maybe this was the reason why we would have never made it.

''I don't know, okay? I don't know what would have happened if we kept it going.''

Edward ran his hand through his hair. He was annoyed. At me.

''Did you ever even think about us, after we broke up?'' he questioned with a hopeful voice.

My notebook, I thought. Maybe with that it would prove him that I had, in fact, thought about him through that period of my life. That I hadn't complete forgotten about him, like he suddenly thought I did.

Maybe it will be better if I showed him the journal, but there was just one problem: that journal held more than I would ever like to admit. Edward probably knew there was a notebook that held something important, something private, but I wasn't sure he had come to the right conclusion as to what it was.

''Not really.'' The lie escaped my mouth suddenly. So suddenly, it was suddenly too loud, and I flinched at the cold undertone to it.

I looked up at Edward, and saw the sudden hurt emotion that was playing on his face.

I can take that away, the doubt, the hurt, the confusion.

But could I?

:) Hoped you liked it. Sorry again. I know it's rather short, but I will make up for it in the next chapter. Promise.