Hey again!

I'm excited with the response the first chapter received, you guys are amazing. This chapter is a lot longer than the last and hopefully each chapter will be this long.

Each chapter will have a book quote at the beginning. It's just something I thought was kind of cool. Anyway, get to reading :)

SATURDAY morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life. There was a song in every heart; and if the heart was young the music issued at the lips. There was cheer in every face and a spring in every step. The locust-trees were in bloom and the fragrance of the blossoms filled the air. Cardiff Hill, beyond the village and above it, was green with vegetation and it lay just far enough away to seem a Delectable Land, dreamy, reposeful, and inviting.

---Chapter 2: The Adventures of Tom Sawyer

EPOV

We always vacationed during the summer. My parents enjoyed traveling places during our time away from school. But we'd never spent an entire summer away in a house that they'd purchased.

The summer home had six bedrooms. Every kid had their own room but the couples usually shared a room, leaving two empty. I was lying on my bed, reading The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. My family had finally stopped discussing Bella and when they settled down to play a card game, I snuck up the stairs to read.

I hadn't wanted to read a love story because that would make me think of Bella. The irony of what had happened that night was more of a prologue to Romeo and Juliet, without the swords. As I opened the book to the second chapter, I smiled to myself, reading over the words that had been penned years before.

"Edward?"

The knock on my door was so light that I'd almost missed it. My father's blonde hair glowed as the hall light shined against his hair. I closed the book, after flagging the page and gestured for him to come in.

Carlisle moved toward my bed and sat down by my feet, patting the gray duvet. His heavy hand on my feet calmed me, so I slid down the headboard and waited for him to speak, "We've been invited to a dinner tomorrow night. Apparently, you made quite an impression on Isabella and her parents want to have us over."

I must have looked shocked because Carlisle chuckled, and placed his cool hand on my head, "Are you all right, Edward?"

"Yeah, I just didn't expect it to happen. We don't live in a story book," I paused and thumped my head against the back of my bed, "So I guess I thought it would never happen."

My father smiled and stood, peering down at me, as I lowered myself into the sheets, "Well, maybe now that you know, you'll be able to sleep." He picked the book up from my bed and set it on my nightstand, "Goodnight, Edward."

He tousled my hair, before turning off the light next to my bed, "Night, Dad."

Once I couldn't hear his footsteps anymore, I shot from my bed. After flipping the lamp on, I raced toward my closet, and began digging. I needed something to wear.

"Edward, relax!"

I jumped and turned to see Alice and Rosalie. They were both smiling deviously, "We're taking you shopping tomorrow. You're going to look so good, this Bella is going to cream her jeans."

"Rose!"

Alice giggled and pranced toward me, "Oh relax, Edward, just be prepared for tomorrow. You'd better be up at 6 am. We'll be waiting."

My door clicked shut behind them, but it didn't stay shut for long. Jasper and Emmett grinned, "Hey Eddie boy."

I rolled my eyes and walked back to my bed. The two heathens followed me, each of them setting on either side of me, "So, we hear you might be getting some action tomorrow."

"We're having dinner at their house, how does that turn into me having sex?"

Jasper smirked, "Everything Emmett says or hears has to do with sex. You could be talking about cats and dogs and he'd make up a sexual innuendo. That's just how he's wired."

When Emmett opened his mouth to speak, Jasper quickly covered it with his hand, "Dude, don't say anything."

"Are you guys going shopping tomorrow?"

Jasper groaned and pulled his hand away from Emmett's mouth, "Did you have to lick me?"

"I had something to say. And your hand tastes like cake."

"Well my fingers have been inside…"

"STOP!"

Emmett and I both yelled at Jasper, who had a shit eating grin on his face, "I was going to say the refrigerator. But now that you mention it, Alice's vagina does taste like cake."

"I think…I might…throw up."

"How would you feel if I talked about Rose like that?"

Jasper laughed and shook his head at my older brother, "You do! Now get over yourself, we have to prepare Edward for tomorrow."

"You know, I have dated before. It's not like I'm going into this with no experience."

Emmett smiled, "But after we're done with you, Bella won't know what hit her."

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Jasper and Emmett kept me up most of the night with their antics. Normally, I wouldn't complain. It was summer; we could stay up as late as we wanted and sleep as long as we wanted. But…Alice and Rose weren't kidding when they said 6 am.

"Edward! GET UP!"

I shot up from my bed, my hands gripping the edge of my duvet. Alice glared down at me, as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, "Get up, now! We have to leave soon. The stores open at 8!"

My hand traveled through my sleep mussed hair, as I squinted into the light that now illuminated my bedroom, "It doesn't take me two hours to get ready. Can I please go back to sleep?"

Alice shook her head and yanked the covers from my body, "Get. Up. Now. If I have to tell you one more time, I'll have ice buckets and you'll be cold and tired." She turned from me and started toward my bedroom door, calling over her shoulder as she left, "Don't make me come back."

I never took Alice's warnings lightly, so I dragged myself to the shower. As I undressed, I glanced at the mirror, groaning at how tired I looked. Once I was situated beneath the warm spray, I sighed as the water cascaded down my body.

"EDWARD!"

The door shook as Rosalie banged her hand against it. I growled and the water sputtered off of my lips. I knew the door wouldn't last under my Rose's wrath, but I chose to ignore the aggravating girl …

"Fine! Your clothes are next to the door. If you're not out of there in five minutes, so help me, Edward Anthony…"

I chuckled and pulled the soft, white towel down from where it was hanging on the shower curtain. Rose was funny, frustrated, but only when you were hiding on the other side of the door. As the mirror caught my face for the second time that morning, I sighed, noting that the shower had helped. I didn't look like the walking dead anymore.

I used the towel to scrub at my hair, watching as the strands fell into place once dry. Styling unruly hair was hard; working with it was 100 times easier. Tiptoeing toward the door, I gently turned the knob and prayed that Rosalie wasn't standing in my bedroom, prepared to strangle me.

"Thank God…" I sighed and snatched the clothes from the floor. I admit that Alice and Rose had amazing taste, however, I didn't think it was necessary for them to dress me. No one had ever complained about my choice of clothes before, I mean, these had come from my closet.

The burgundy t-shirt was comfortable and the paint like design splattered in the corner varied chromatically from white to black. I smirked in the mirror, before sliding the gray shorts up my legs. After another quick swipe of my hand through my hair, I was ready.

I padded barefoot across the floor of my bedroom, over to where my cell phone and necklace lay on my night stand. The necklace was leather and hanging from the strap were a star and a dog tag. It had been a joke after I broke up with my last girlfriend. My entire family thought she had owned me, so in an effort to cheer me up they bought the necklace. I'd worn it ever since.

iPhone in hand I started toward the stairs and at the same moment, Rosalie barreled toward me, "Oh, you're ready. I was about to get the key."

"Really, Rose, if you'd wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was ask Mom for my baby pictures." I grinned and she glared at me.

"Laugh it up now, Edward. You won't be smiling later." Her eyes flashed as she brushed past me, into her and Emmett's bedroom. I shivered once the door closed behind her. A threat from Rosalie was never an empty one.

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"Rose!" I whined loudly, making heads turn, "I've already tried this on, for Christ's sake!"

Two girls giggled as they walked by and one's eyes lingered a bit too long for Rosalie's liking. She didn't speak, only glared. The two squeaked and hurried away. Rose's glare could make any woman run and any man wet his pants.

Her voice was low as she spoke, "I don't care, Edward. Try it on, again."

"And if I don't?" I tried to be defiant, I'd outwitted Rosalie before. But I'd never shopped with her.

Before I could blink, Rosalie shoved me into the changing room and leaned against the door, "Just because I'm in here, doesn't mean I'll try it on."

She laughed, "Then you'll miss your dinner."

I smacked my head against the door, "On a scale of one to ten, how serious are you?"

Rose opened the door and peeked in, her eyes flashing, "That scale doesn't give a number high enough to equal my seriousness, Edward. Now, if you want this girl, do as I say."

The door snapped shut and I heard her heels clicking as she walked away, undoubtedly to find another outfit for me. As I was changing, there was a soft knock on the door and I grumbled out my response, "I'm coming Rose, just give me a fucking second."

As I pushed on the white paneled door and it opened I was greeted by a face that I didn't expect. Her brown eyes were gleaming with mirth and I swear, she was holding back a giggle. There stood the girl I wanted to see, just not at this very second, "Hi, Edward."

"Hey Bella…"

BPOV

"If we're going to have company tonight, Isabella, we must find you something to wear."

Tanya's eyes focused on mine and a sadistic smile formed on her gloss covered lips. I tried not to blink, as she stared at me, "If this boy you met, this Edward, is as gorgeous as his father, you will need something," she waved her hand about, "that makes you look stunning. Not that I'm sure it's possible, but we will try."

She gripped my arm and dragged me down to the breakfast nook, where my father was sipping his coffee, "Charlie, do you mind if I take our daughter shopping? She needs to look like a proper lady, if we're having the Cullens over."

Charlie grunted his reply. No matter how long he and Tanya had been married, she still didn't understand that Charlie never uttered a word, until it was the afternoon.

The two had met on a single's cruise. My father owned his own business and Tanya was an actress. She'd starred in any movie she could get her hands on, but now, she was the premier pick for any leading movie. I guess that explained why she could play my father so well.

"She doesn't have to go, if she doesn't want to." My older brother's eyes flashed. He hated Tanya and resented my father for marrying her. Not everyone was sold by Tanya's good looks and beautiful smile.

"You will be coming too, Daniel. All of us will go as a family."

Daniel smirked, "I doubt it, Tanya. I seriously doubt it." He stood and removed the remains of his breakfast from the table, before dumping them in the sink. He walked past Tanya, to where I lingered, grabbed my hand pulling me from the kitchen.

Once we were safely in his room, Daniel let go of my hand, "You don't need to go, you know."

I sighed, after perching myself on the edge of his bed, "Yes, I do. I really want to impress this guy. What if he's my only way out of this house? You have your girlfriend; I need to find someone, too."

Danny sat down next to me and he lowered his eyes to the floor, "Regardless of what happens tonight, you won't have to spend another summer with them. Once Leah and I have enough money, we'll all move out. Get a house in Seattle. Find a small town where Charlie and Tanya will never look. Where she can't control us."

My brother had stopped referring to Charlie as Dad. On the day of the wedding, our Dad had disappeared. I sighed and leaned against my older brother. He was my rock, but I needed to find someone else to lean on. He had Leah to take care of. We sat in silence, listening to "The Pods" chatting downstairs. Daniel had created the nickname because our Dad did anything Tanya wanted, as if he had no brain.

"Daniel!" Charlie's gruff voice called up the stairs. My brother stood to his feet and opened the door.

"What, Charlie?"

There was a pause, before Tanya spoke, "Get changed, Danny. We're leaving."

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The ride into town was long. Not in time, but in silence. No one spoke as Charlie drove, but the smirk on Tanya's face did all of the talking. Daniel was leaning against the window, his iPod playing to tune out the awful silence. Once again, Tanya had gotten her way.

My father parked on the street and hurried to open Tanya's door for her, "Thank you, Charlie." Her smile was sickly sweet and she leaned in to kiss the man that had changed so much. Daniel looked at me and made a gagging noise. I grinned at my older brother, "What would I do without you?"

"Turn into one of them."

I reached across the seat and smacked his arm. Daniel grinned and opened his door, scooting from the black leather seat. I glanced into the street before opening my door.

Once both feet were firmly planted on the ground, I looked toward the boutique across the street, and when I got a glance of those familiar bronze locks, I ignored Tanya's calls and took off running. I could hear Daniel yelling after me. But he wasn't calling me back, "Run, Bells! Run!"

I could totally picture my brother's doing that. Anyway, Daniel is the same age as Emmett Cullen, so he's 17. Bella and Edward are 16 in this story. That also means that Alice is 16 but Jasper is 17. Rose is 17.

Anyway! Charlie and Tanya…Weird, eh?

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Hayden