Chapter 7: Lunch With The Family Two

Edward's PoV

I watched as Bella walked away with her friends. I swear she was the most beautiful thing on the face of this earth. Though in the back of my mind something was bothering me. Maybe it was the slight emphasis she put on 'our' while looking straight at my brothers and me. Or the fact that she had given her number to me. I didn't know what it was but it made me feel uneasy.

"Well they seemed nice didn't they?" I heard my other say and groaned. She was going to try to play matchmaker. Again.

"Mom." I said in a patient tone. Like the one you would use on a misbehaving child. "Don't try to play matchmaker again." I pleaded with my eyes.

"Edward I don't know what you're taking about." But I could see the evil glint in her eyes that said she knew exactly what I was taking about. I looked at my dad pleading with him to help. All that trader did was lift his hands in defeat.

"well I think we need to get back to our room and finish unpacking." I said standing up.

"boys maybe I should-"

"NO!" we all shouted at once. My mother was an interior decorator and always felt the need to try and 'help' with our rooms. It was never fit to hang out in after she was done withit.