Sorry for the wait, but here it is, the long-awaited second chapter of Welcome to Writing Camp!

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Chapter 2: ...Unbelievable.

After I groaned, his head shot up in my direction, and we engaged in one hell of a staring match. Childishly, I stuck my tongue out at him. He smirked.

"Oh, is that right?" I asked sarcastically. "Oh, it must be sooo hard to be you!" I pushed my bottom lip out in a mimicking pout.

He sneered. "Oh, it's so wonderful to have your compassion, he replied just as sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes, and grabbed Alice's arm. "C'mon," I said, and pulled her towards the elevator.

"Hey!" she protested as I dragged her on. "We should so go back there and kick his ass! No one treats my best friend that way!"

I shook my head. "No, it's alright. Let's just go do something."

She nodded. "Fine, but I'm not about to forget that jackass's behavior any time soon."

I shrugged. "Knock yourself out; I don't mind."

The elevator dinged, and Alice and I walked out. We strode down the hall in silence, and waved goodbye before entering our own separate rooms.

Once the door was closed behind me, and sighed, and went to take my laptop out.

Writing was how I dealt with things, and right now, I had a lot to deal with.

My fingers moved across the keyboard vigorously, and the music was blasting through the headphones. I had to stick with rock, because my stupid computer couldn't find my peaceful music, like Phantom of The Opera, which caused my writing to be angry, rather than peaceful, as I wanted it to be.

I heard the door open, but right now I really didn't want to deal with anyone right now, especially not Edward, so I kept my eyes down on the screen of my computer. The water began to run, and I couldn't help my little fantasies of him in only a towel… I heard a girl giggle from inside the bathroom, so that effectively ended all of my dirty little thoughts, and I went back to my writing and my "God, he's so horrible" thoughts.

Forty-five minutes went by. The water was still going, and I had written 5,000 words. I couldn't help but think, what are they DOING in there?? But, on the other hand, something told me I didn't want to know either.

Finally, I heard the water shut off, and the bathroom door opened. Steam was the first thing to escape, followed by a petite brunette, and then the Devil spawn himself, dressed only in a towel. I couldn't help but stare at his chest… he had the perfect muscles…

I shook myself out of my little trance and groaned, causing the girl to turn around. She gasped, and grabbed onto Edward's arm. "Eddie, I thought you had this room to yourself," she hissed through her teeth.

I rolled my eyes.

"I did. But, apparently, it's time for you to go, Karen." She nodded, and raced back to the bathroom to get dressed. He slapped her butt, causing her to yelp out playfully.

I moaned in disgust. "Pig," I muttered loud enough for him to hear. He turned around and smirked.

"At least I can get some," he said, and I rolled my eyes. Maybe I don't want any, I replied without really saying anything.

The girl, Karen I was assuming, came back in the room then, gave Edward a quick peck on the lips, and left.

Finally! I thought.

He sighed, and plopped himself down on his bed. I couldn't help but notice that he still only had that towel on…

"Go get dressed," I ordered.

"Okay, MOM," he made sure to emphasize 'mom'.

I looked away, because, apparently, he wasn't going to do the gentlemanly thing and change in the bathroom.

"You can look now," he mocked.

I rolled my eyes, but made sure to look at him when they rolled his way. Yes, he was dressed- if pants and no shirt meant dressed.

I set my computer to the side and stood up. I marched up to him, and pushed him down onto his bed.

"What the hell was that for!?" he yelled.

"If you haven't noticed, I'm not a guy, so I'd appreciate it if you'd put a shirt on!" I yelled back.

He stood up, going to stand right in front of me-- if he leaned in, our chests would have been touching.

He looked deep into my eyes, and I couldn't help but get lost in his.

"Does my being shirtless bother you?" he asked.

I nodded. He smirked.

We stood like that for a long time, before he bent down, not taking his eyes from mine, and picked up the shirt he had lying at my feet. Once he was back in his standing position, he put it on, that being the only time he looked away from my eyes.

Slowly, he began to bend towards me, and right before our lips touched…

I woke up.

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"AHHHH!!" I screeched, sitting up in the bed.

Someone in the opposite bed groaned, and I instantly knew it wasn't Edward.

"Eddie, tell your roommate to shut the hell up," some girl muttered, her voice groggy.

"Roommate, shut the hell up," Edward mumbled. He was obviously half asleep, as the girl was.

I rolled my eyes, and looked at the alarm clock at the side of my bed. 2:24.

So the whole thing had been a dream? Whoa.

I needed some serious counseling.

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A/N: So, who thought that her dream had really happened? Originally, it was supposed to, but I changed my mind ;D LOL

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