AN: This chapter is for Izzie Cullen123. She was the first to review on the latest chapter. I know I've dedicated one to her before, but she's been so supportive, and awesome. Now, I don't have favorites, but if I did, she would be it. So thank you.

Edward's Point of View

(By the way, in case you didn't read the AN: this is for Izzie Cullen123)

Bella sighed, and I looked at her. She shook her head and looked down at the stairs as she walked up them with me.

She confuses me to no end; and I asked the question that had run through my mind before, What is going through that head of her's?

She suddenly disappeared from my peripheral vision and I turned to her and asked, "Bella?"

She looked up at me and asked suddenly, "Can I borrow your phone?"

"Uh, yeah… Sure…" I said as I pulled out my phone and handed it to her slowly. She took it from me, dialed a number, and thanked me as waited for whoever it was to answer.

I heard a noise on the other line and Bella responded with a happy, "Hello."

I heard more noises and Bella smile widened.

"I haven't spoken to my dad yet, and I haven't put any more minutes on my phone, but I will tonight. I'm using my neighbor's phone, so I can't talk long," Bella told whoever it was on the other line. After going over what she said, I realized that it was that Clara person she was talking to earlier. She then said, "I know… I want to see you too," and looked down.

"I know but I can't go back now," she waited for a second; I assume they responded and she mouthed, "I have to go." My eye brows furrowed and I got confused.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," She spoke into the phone; "Bye Clara…" She paused, then, "I love you too."

After she handed me the phone, she thanked me again.

I said "Sure…" and faded off into thought. I'd always had trouble naming my emotions. I knew that I felt emotions, and I felt them in my chest, but naming emotions is something hard; something that has always bothered me. That feeling of emotion; that ache – weather it be bad or good – in my chest. And even if it didn't hurt, it still ached and was a – pleasant or not – feeling that confused me, and made me confused, irritated, bewildered…

My trance was broken when I reached the top of the stairs and almost lifted my foot again, but resisted when I realized. That would be embarrassing.

As if I was set on a loop, I turned right towards my room. I stopped in front of my door and gestured towards it saying, "My room is right here." Her gaze trailed to the guest room closest to my room so I answered her suspicions, "That's the guest room." She nodded, seemingly absentmindedly, and looked away. We stayed like that for a few minutes before I I opened the door for her and waited to walk in. I questioned, "Uh, Bella?"

"Thank you," she said as she walked into my room. I walked ahead of her, and as I waited for her to sit in my desk chair that I held out for her. She was still pre-occupied with assessing my room, so I leaned down on it gently, as to it not roll away and me fall on my face. After a few minutes of waiting, I stood up and she finally noticed, "Thank you," she repeated.

Before she plopped down, I let go of the chair and walked over to my bed. She was sent back a few feet, and slowed to a stop. She spun herself around with her feet; her long hair spinning around with her. Abruptly, she stopped herself and her body swayed around for a few moments.

"So tell me about yourself," she said to me, focusing on my eyes.

"Only if you tell me about yourself," I told her, thinking of everything I already know.

"Okay, what do you want to know?"

"Would you like to play 20 questions?" She nodded, and I thought of a question. And I decided; something simple. "Umm… What's your favorite color?"

"It changed," she answered immediately; then asked, "What's with your hair?"

My eyebrows furrowed, and my hand reached up at its own accord and felt my locks, "What?"

"Never mind," she said, and waited.

"Tell me something I don't know about you?" I asked.

Her eyes glazed over, as she was in thought. I thought of what she would tell me, maybe that she had tattoos, or piercings. After a few moments she said, "I hate it when people eat with their mouths open. Tell me something I don't know about you?"

"Hmmm…" I thought.

And we continued like that. We learned a lot about each other. Like how she's been playing basketball for ten years and she wants to become an English professor and travel the world after publishing a few books. Her worst habit is biting her lip, and day dreaming. I even showed her my birthmark on my lower stomach.

And that's how my parents and her dad walked in; with me sitting on my bed and her in front of me with her cold hands on my stomach, the other holding my shirt up. "It looks like an eye brow!" she said laughing.

"Ahem?" We heard and I looked up as she turned around and looking at the adults standing at my door.

"Bella, it's time to go home. I have a surprise for you," her dad told her with a sparkle in his eye.

"Okay dad, I'll be down in a second," she told him. He nodded, and our parents left the room and she turned back towards me. She looked down and dropped my shirt.

"I'll see you tomorrow, thanks for having me over," she told me. She looked me in the eyes, and I looked back; I felt an odd emotion, nor good or bad. She looked away, and whispered "Bye." She left, closing the door shut, and my eyes closed with it. My hand reached for the place on my stomach she was touching. It felt warm, even though she had such cold hands. It made me confused, as I thought of her, the same emotion in my chest.

"Hey bro!" Emmett said as he walked into my room without knocking. "So, I got the binoculars, so we're set for tomorrow."

I nodded; my mind still preoccupied. Eventually he left when he noticed that I wasn't paying attention.

What in the world was that feeling? My chest filled with it, as I thought of Bella.

What is that?

AN: Tada! Okay, once again, this chapter is for Izzie Cullen123. I have dedicated chapters to her before, but I just had too once again.

PS. I wrote this, cause I was stalling for the poll to accumulate more votes. But I'm happy with it. So please vote so I can keep writing.