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saddness? yes. why? I FORGOT TO MENTION A DAY TO REMEMBER!

how do you FORGET A Day to REMEMBER?

T.T i found a way. because they're another one to add to my now five band list. that's it, though. only five. T.T

how could i-sheesh.

anyways, R&R for more. :) i'm working on typing up ch. 30. it's coming to an end soon. Together that is. the sequel, Torn . . . it's coming up. i haven't even started editing that one!

this ought be fun. XD it also means updates will slow, but i'll do my best.

i also have to get back with Secrets That Haunt Us. a Maximum Ride fanfic of mine, which i've been so mean about and slacking . . . . but i will continue. promise.

just keep on reading, reviewing, and most importantly, enjoying. :)

while you also enjoy listening to this AMAZING song. :D it's one of the happier, funner A Day to Remember songs. :) i absolutely love it, though. it's so catchy, and it's just...ah. :) you should most definitely listen to it and see for yourself.

30. Right Where You Want Me to Be: A Day to Remember

I had to give up after a while, and we all know how much I hate admitting defeat. There was no way to try it all, though, so Esme called Charlie, Embry, and Seth to come help me out. When she called them, she began making more.

Oh, but it was good.

Alice surprised me when she came into the living room, where Jasper and I were playing Modern Warfare 3. We were in the middle of an online fight when she first came in, but once the match was over, she bounced her way over beside me and smiled brightly. Before I could ask if she needed anything, she took the controller out of my hands and held a foreign garment bag up for me to see.

"Try this on for me," she pleaded. "It'll look amazing on you. I can never tell your . . . style, if you will, of clothes, but I think you'll like this. Just try it on for me, please?"

I sighed and began to stand up. "Okay. For you, Alice."

She squealed her usual trill of delight and handed me the bag, which was heavier than I expected—almost like she had shoes in there too, heavy ones. "Come down here and show us all when you get it on!"

"Okay," I groaned, and I trudged my way upstairs with the garment bag in hand. I was a little nervous because as I've stated before, Alice and I don't have similar fashion senses. Polar opposites would be the most accurate term to describe them.

I decided to try it on in our room so I couldn't see it and find myself unable to go downstairs. When I pulled it out, I was surprised. It wasn't really me necessarily, but it was beautiful. I really didn't mind wearing it.

It was a sparkly mocha color. It was one of those dresses with the short, flirty sort of tutu skirt and the corset like midriff section. It was spaghetti strapped with a sweetheart style cut at the top, and I fell in love when I slid it on. It had a button-up sweater—the kind I didn't mind wearing over dresses—to go with it, and I was thankful, due to the fact that Edward and I hadn't discussed my arms yet . . . . The only problem I had with it was the belt, and normally, I would've taken it off and found another belt. Right now, though, I couldn't because the shoes—or shoe, since I'm still in my boot—she got to go with it were pink, the same light pink color as the flower on the belt. (A/N: I can attempt to find a picture, if you'd like, but this and the shoes are things I recently got and loved, even if it DID have the belt. It just fit here, though, so I can try to find a picture, if you want. Or i could take one of mine? Anyways, if requested, I'll do my best to put it up. :)

I mean they are pink—sparkly too, and they're six inches. Does she not realize that this is not a good idea, especially with the boot?

I whimpered a little and slid my foot into the shoe, but I was surprised as I made my way across the floor how . . . simple it was for me to walk in these. Heels never worked with me before, but something about these just worked with the boot, and I felt incredible.

Carefully, I took my first step downstairs. I felt exposed, felt scared. Stiletto? Really? Maybe I made it across the flat surface, but these were stairs.

Bad idea!

I was surprised when I began descending the stairs to see everyone waiting at the bottom, all dressed up like I was. There were presents, a cake, and lots of smiles—as well as fresh new faces.

Edward was the first person I noticed, dressed in a maroon button-up with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows—the usual way he wore it, top buttons unbuttoned too—with a pair of black pants and matching black converse on. Beside him was Emmett, sporting an entirely black fancy attire and a grin on his lips.

Jasper was a little more formal than those two, because he had a button-up rolled up the same way Edward's was with a lavender tuxedo vest on. He matched Alice, though, who was wearing an elegant yet simple lavender halter dress that was tight up top and then loose and flowing at the almost knee-length skirt. To go with this, she had a pair of strappy silver stilettos.

Rose, to no surprise, was dressed in red—that bright, in your face kinda red that she wore on her lips sometimes, only to accent her gorgeousness. She really didn't need it, but she wore it. It was actually more like my dress, minus the sparkles, and it was strapless with an empire cut. It was definitely something I would wear too, but hers was a smidge longer than mine, and her heels might've been a smidge taller than mine, too.

Great. Now I felt even more exposed.

Esme was in a simple printed spaghetti strap dress that wasn't tight anywhere but still looked absolutely beautiful on her. She had on gladiator style flats that accented her simple, yet beautiful look perfectly. I would never wear the dress, but she pulled it off wonderfully. Carlisle accented her look with a white button-up—also with the rolled up sleeves—and a black vest to go over it. Black was one of the colors of her dress, so they looked nice.

Charlie, Embry, and Seth were here too, and they were all dressed in black pants, black shoes, and button-up shirts with the sleeves rolled up, too. In case you haven't caught on, they all agree that it looks better that way—in the casual sense anyways.

Embry had on a deep sapphire shirt, Seth's was charcoal grey, and Charlie's was white. I was mostly in shock those three actually had stuff to get dressed up in, but it was amazing.

"Happy birthday," Edward whispered, suddenly standing right in front of me with his emerald eyes locked deep in mine. All I could see was love flowing in there, running deeper than words could even begin to explain.

It was such a powerful gaze that I couldn't stop myself from kissing him. It was brief, but he heard the message hidden inside such a quick, simple kiss.

You, me, my room later.

I say my room because nothing goes on in our room. Vampires right downstairs? Really? No. Not happening.

He smiled adoringly and took my arm in his, to aid in the dangerous descent. "You're beautiful, Mayze, even without the dress." I could see desire burning in his eyes as something different registered in his mind, something I'm sure Emmett would even notice. But I'm sure you'd look even better without it.

"Happy birthday!" Alice squealed next, dancing up the stairs so that she could get her turn to hug me.

"Let her get off the stairs," Emmett complained in his usual Emmet-like way. "We all want our turn to make her blush."

"Oh crap," I muttered, and almost like he could control the blood flow to my cheeks, I felt them burning. "You really didn't have to do this."

Alice giggled. "This is nothing. Just wait until graduation."

My eyebrows furrowed. "What happens at graduation?"

"School graduation party," Rose laughed, and Emmett grinned madly up at me as I began looking a little nervous. "Happy birthday, Mayze."

I smiled brightly, loving her friendly mood a lot, enough that I was able to stop blushing and finish getting down the stairs so I could begin the hugs—starting with Emmett. "Thanks, Rose."

Jasper laughed and began heading for the door. "Happy birthday. Part two of your surprise just arrived."

While he greeted whoever was at the door, I hugged everyone else, including Rose. It was a little surprising, but she hugged me like she would've hugged Alice, even.

By the time I finished and pulled away, Laurent was in my sight, and I flipped out. It was a sort of spur of the moment thing, and I ran to go hug him, but . . . remember my problem?

Yeah . . . let's just say it ended with me nearly hitting the ground. Of course, Edward grabbed me before I could, but it was still funny.

I was laughing as I pulled him into a hug. "You were right. I'm okay admitting that one. Thanks, for everything. I'm so psyched right now! Ah, man. Now, everyone else that I don't know . . . hi! I'm Mayze. Forgive me. I'm a little . . . or maybe a lot . . . I don't know, but either way, I'm crazy, so . . . yeah. Hi."

A pale blonde haired girl, who was dressed in a sparkly blue dress with black stilettos, laughed. "Well, from what I hear, you bring life into this family."

"She does," Rose admitted, sighing dismally. "Hey, Kate. Tanya. Carmen—everyone, hi."

A beautiful dark haired vampire with beautiful caramel colored skin and dark mystifying eyes smiled warmly at her. "Hello, Rosalie, and hello, Mayze. I hear you will be a part of the family, officially, soon, so congratulations are clearly in order."

My eyes widened a little as another person came into view, a certain strawberry blonde haired vampire that had haunted my nightmares and my visions in the meadow. It was unstoppable, the way my body stiffened and my throat grew dry.

Oh boy.

I felt Edward step behind me, knowing good and well what was going on in my head. He saw the rigid movement, the nerves, the fear.

Here she was, Tanya.

"You know, no one gives her beauty enough credit," she spoke for the first time, and if her words hadn't been so surprising, the beautiful sound of them, which came out more like a song than a sentence, would've stung. "Wow. She hasn't even been changed yet."

Rose snorted a little, folding her arms over her chest. "Tell me about it. Try living with it."

I was at a loss for words, looking between the two, flabbergasted. Rose, to me, was more beautiful than Tanya, but she was certainly a close second. The most gorgeous creatures I know—females anyways, because Edward kicks butt there—are saying that I'm beautiful?

Edward laughed softly behind me, taking me out of my surprise. "Sad part about it? She doesn't even realize it. I think that's part of what makes her so beautiful."

"Well, gee, thanks," Rose muttered, but when she grinned over at him, everyone could tell she was joking.

Or that's what she tried to pretend anyways. I could tell those words struck deeper than she was letting on, and I'm sure Jasper and Edward were aware too. For the sake of keeping the mood up, they moved on with smiles.

"Okay, Mayzie, this is Tanya, Kate, Irina, Carmen, and Eleazar," Edward informed me, giving us a proper introduction when I got over my surprise and moved on. "They're our family that lives out in Alaska. As you can see from their normal colored skin and eyes, they're like us."

"That's good to know," Charlie laughed, and everyone laughed in agreement. There was a slight tension because they could sense—and smell apparently—the two standing behind my dad.

"Of course," Edward sighed. "Oh wow. Alright, well, this is Mayze's dad, Charlie. Long story about him finding out. Um, then there's Embry and Seth. They're not exactly our enemies. They're shapeshifters who just so happen to be able to transform into a wolf, not quite werewolves."

"That explains a lot," Embry said slowly, eyes tightening a little. "So much."

Edward grinned over at him. "Exactly. Now, anyone in the mood to sing happy birthday like a bunch of drunks as loud as we possibly can before present time?"

"You do and I'm leaving," I promised, and he just laughed again before pulling me up against him.

Kate was smiling eagerly at me. "I like you. It was always so depressing to come by and see them because Edward was so gloomy all the time. Then, when I heard he left you, I almost hunted him down and forced him back myself, but Carmen wouldn't let me."

"He needed to do things on his own terms," Carmen reminded her gently, and I smiled at them.

"Well, that's what everyone tells me," I said honestly. "He used to—" I cut myself off when something else in Edward's statement earlier registered in my mind. "Wait a minute. Back up, like, twelve seconds ago . . . or longer? I don't know. I'm sorry, Kate. Cut off . . . okay. Scatter brained, bad. I really am. Anyways, you—"

"Don't start," Edward interrupted, smirking triumphantly down at me. "In case you don't remember, which I very vividly do, you promised."

"I get this odd feeling that you crossed the 'overboard' line, the way you're looking at me right now," I disagreed. "That was part of the deal."

He grimaced. "Well, see, that's where things get tricky. Your version of 'overboard' and mine are probably polar opposites—kind of like yours and Alice's ideas on fashion!"

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, loving the way everyone else began catching up and getting to know one another while we discussed this. Emmett and Jasper, on the other hand, were laughing maniacally at him, saying things like, "Whipped," and things of that nature.

They had no idea.

"We're gonna state this more plainly," I informed him. "My version of overboard, so . . . ."

He frowned. "That's not fair. Your version of overboard is, like, a toothpick."

I scowled. "Not if it's a blue toothpick."

He rolled his eyes. "Mayze, you're going to accept everything you get tonight because you know it's only because we all love you and want to give you things in order to try and make you happier than you already are." He wrapped his arms around my waist and gave me my favorite smile of his. "Please, Mayzie? Please just give me this. You win everything else—everything. I already told you that it's really no big deal, so can you just accept this, for me?"

I took another deep breath and stiffly nodded. "Okay, but if there's a car involved, so help me—"

"There's not," he promised. "Just things you can actually open in here." He smiled lovingly. "You're really going to appreciate one . . . or all of them, but you'll only admit one."

"Let's go ahead and start the torture," Rose teasingly suggested, and everyone laughed. "I'll go first."

. . . bad idea. Really bad idea. When I say starting with Rose's present, or even opening Rose's present with company, was a really bad idea, that's the understatement of the year.

Especially Charlie! Dear goodness.

It was a box, clearly clothes. Before I could even get all the paper off, Edward was shaking his head quickly while Rose smirked at me. I was confused, but when I opened the box . . . yeah. Wasn't confused anymore.

Emmett was laughing so hard that if he was human, he probably would've peed himself. Jasper was grinning while Embry and Seth laughed, too. Everyone else looked a little confused, except Alice and Charlie.

Alice rolled her eyes but giggled while Charlie was just as scared and red faced as I was.

I swallowed nervously and looked up at her. "I know I'm gonna appreciate this one day, so, uh, t-thanks?"

She grinned. "Your welcome. It's nothing yet."

My eyes widened in horror, and before anyone saw it, I took the box and ran all the way upstairs with it. When I somehow managed to safely make my way up there, I slid out of my shoe and boot and came back down the safe way.

It kinda hurt, but I was really getting sick of it.

Edward was scowling at me as I sat back beside him. "Mayze, you really shouldn't do that."

"It was, like, March!" I defended. "Come on, Edward, it's better."

Embry snorted. "Liar."

"Traitor!" I exclaimed, eyes tight. "Anyways, I'll be fine. Let's just continue, although I'm a little scared."

Rose smirked at me. "I'm the only mean one, Mayze. Remember?"

I grinned sheepishly back at her and awaited the next present handed to me. If they went this far out on my birthday, how bad was my Christmas gonna be?

Oh boy.

The next present I had the joy of opening was none other than Emmett's. Well, I was going to, but Edward literally wouldn't let me. I didn't even get to start tearing the paper before he took it from my hands and ran it upstairs.

I was gawking at Emmett. "I'm really scared to look at that later—very scared."

Charlie was pouting. "Just more reminders. Awesome."

With a loving smile, I made my way over beside him and hugged him tightly. "It's okay, Dad. On a positive note, even after I have to become a vampire and such, you'll still get to see me now."

"This is true," he agreed. "Okay, so, next?"

Edward got back downstairs with a scowl as he sat next to Alice, which is where he had been sitting earlier by me too. "Now that those are out of the way . . . ."

Tanya trilled a beautiful laugh of her own. "Edward, you knew this was bound to happen. You just went so long without someone."

He grimaced. "Her dad's here, guys."

Rose grinned. "Which makes it that much better. Although I am sorry you have to go through this too, Charlie. It just torments the two more this way."

"It's okay," he said honestly. "Let's move on, though."

Edward handed me the next present with a loving smile. "This one's safe."

I grinned up at him and looked at the tag. "Oh no, Alice? Please?"

"It's not bad," she promised. "Don't worry. I'm saving my mean stuff for your bachelorette party, where Charlie won't be here."

I whimpered a little and nodded. "Okay. Here it goes." I began tearing away the paper and frowned when I opened the box. "Alice, you lied to me."

"No I didn't," she insisted. "That's a bathing suit. It's more public appropriate than the next ones. This is for . . . something, but it's not for your honeymoon. Promise." She frowned. "Then again, do I really have to get a—?"

"Okay," Edward interrupted quickly. "Let me get the present that explains that one and stop Alice right there."

Alice smiled madly up at him. "You know it's true."

He was stiff. "You guys aren't helping anything."

"You know you want it," Rose reminded him.

Edward's eyes tightened, but he handed me the next one anyways. Instead of sitting back by Alice, he just sorta plopped down on the floor and sighed. "That's the problem. Now, new topic. Mayze? You're actually going to like this one."

I opened my mouth to say, "I liked the others in a different setting," but just the thought of saying that made my cheeks burn, so I decided to keep that to myself. "Okay." And when I opened the small box, I was surprised to see two first-class airplane tickets to Jacksonville. I gasped and looked up at Esme and Carlisle, who were smiling warmly at me in their usual friendly, incredible way.

I almost jumped them as I went to hug them, but I barely composed myself as I hugged them together, saying, "Thank you," over and over again. Charlie must've known because he was smiling at this reaction.

"You're most welcome, dear," Esme said lightly. "I figured that you would want to go see your mother and tell her the wonderful news in person."

My eyes widened in horror as this thought registered for the first time. "Oh no. This . . . hmm . . . maybe I should tell her tonight?"

Edward sighed. "Yeah . . . I'm a little worried about that one . . . in different ways than I was with Charlie."

"Good luck," Charlie chortled, shaking his head. "If there's one thing you can be certain about with Renée, that's her deep hatred for teenage marriages. Of course, she doesn't know the whole story, but she's not gonna be too happy, kid."

"I know," I groaned. "It doesn't matter, though. This is the best way."

Edward frowned at me. "More than that . . . you do wanna marry me, right?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "You know, you ask some of the strangest questions. Of course I do. I was just merely pointing out that on top of wanting to marry you, it is the best way."

"Agreed," Emmett nodded, frowning impatiently at us. "Now, more presents!"