So, here's an update. It's finally summer, and I'm a free woman – except, of course for vacation, ballet twice a week, swimming (non-competitively, of course), chores, assigned reading, and the accursed math packet of doom! Oh, and begging my mom to but me The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner. K, I'll shut up now.
EPOV
Bella, sweet Bella. Emmett, asshole Emmett. Why the hell did he send me to pick up his sister? Did he hate her? No, no, I knew that wasn't it. Ugh. At least Alice would tell me if I would do something wrong. I pulled up to the neat little shelter that my Bella was – wait, my Bella? She didn't like me, at least not the way I liked her. I shook my head and turned to see Bella, the goddess, staring at me with her beautiful doe eyes. I got out and escorted her to the door.
"Hello, Bella. You look nice today," I said as we walked to my car.
"Hi, Edward. Um, thanks, you too," she replied, and I chuckled, and she blushed so many delectable shades of red. Struggling with the monster within me, I held my breath and ushered her in.
"Um, thanks…" She whispered, and blushed as I slid in next to her.
"No problem, Bella," I used up the last of my breath and had to risk a quick breath. Her smell hit me like a brick wall.
"I know this was forced upon you, and I'm sorry." Bella hung her head.
"Bella, this wasn't your fault, if it's anyone's, then it would be Emmett's. But I don't think it's a bad thing. Still, do you want to pull a prank on your brother?"
At this she smiled. "Of course. What should we do?"
A brilliant plan formed in my head.