Chapter 2 –A long roe to hoe– EPOV

Bella was blushing a brilliant shade of red and looking sullen, but it was still cute no matter what. "It wasn't that good," she muttered grimly. I laughed and told her she 'loved it'. She was referring to the movie we just saw, after this afternoon's rumble in the cafeteria. I guess it was good Newton showed up when he did because my arm was ready to snap. But that didn't mean I wouldn't give him a black eye, or maybe worse, if he even went in close proximity to Bella. The first time was a warning, but he was pushing his luck now. And Bella may look fragile because she's so slender nevertheless she's tough. That's one thing I never underestimate about my girl, even though I show it differently from time to time. But tonight she looked different, still beautiful, and I wasn't afraid to think all the same to tell her. She was wearing a matching out fit—blue jeans that clung nicely to her legs, and a blue coat jacket that Alice had forced her into purchasing.

I sighed. At times it was hard not to admire your so hot BFF. Bella and I had been most excellent friends since pre-school, and our parents knew each other before we were born so we were like bro and sis. I sighed again and wrapped an arm around Bella's shoulder on out way to the car—natural as breathing. She was comfortable with it. I was comfortable with it.

Emmett and Rosalie parted to Em's monster Jeep. And Alice and Jasper followed Bella and I back to my Volvo. Silver—my favourite color. When Bella first saw it, I offered her a drive. She didn't like my over 100 morph rule. It was one of my favourite memories of all the days we just hung out and it was pleasurable and scary and exhilarating. It was mostly enlivening because Bella was there laughing hysterically into my chest after a serious robust of her silly qualms. We were on a deserted road and I knew how to drive with my eyes closed. But I slowed down, because she was my girl, and I would never give her a reason to beat me up.

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Emmett gave Alice and I a ride the next morning. It was a bumpy travel, and as much as I liked driving with no limits—occasionally, Emmett scary the wholly hell life out of me. As much as I loved him, so unpredictable he so was.

I saw Bella from across the parking lot—she was wearing a black-red sweater, with her skinny jeans, they weren't as tight though, tucked into her boots, with Tyler Crowley at her side. He was a good kid, decent, I guess. I hadn't noticed my eyebrows were furrowed until Bella waved at me, a smile of relief widening on her face. And immediately my own smirk became visible through the rain.

I walked with Bella to our first class, surprised she was so quiet, "so what's up?" I watched as a warm blush crept over her cheeks.

Her shoulders heaved with a sigh, "Tyler wanted to know if I wanted to go to prom," she murmured, her eyes sceptical of my expression.

I felt the tiniest tightening in my eyebrows, "oh—well Bella I'm not st—" she cut me off before I could say more.

"I told him that I was already going with you, as friends," she seemed a little disgruntled that I hadn't already jumped to that conclusion, and I smiled apologetically at her.

"Then what's the problem?" And then it dawned on me, "did you want to—"

"Edward, stop," she sighed while tucking s brown lock behind her ear, and I hate that I upset her. I was glad I had five minutes until the bell rang to make it right. "He asked me out to dinner Friday night, and I couldn't think of a nice way to say no."

"Oh, I can tell him to back off."

She groaned theatrically, "I don't know how it works Edward, how to 'date.'" She made little quotation marks in the air and brought her voice down to whisper because of the people walking by us into class. "It's not me," she rolled her deep brown eyes. "And I wouldn't have to explain this to a girl."

I grimaced at my next choice of words, only the first part, "I'm just as clueless as you Bella, in this line of achievements, but trust me, you have nothing to worry about."

"Huh?" I laughed at her adorable expression.

"Look at you, your beautiful and funny and you listen to Muse. Who wouldn't love you as much as I do?"

A smile crept over her lips, nonetheless she was trying really hard not let it show. I wanted her to. "Your making me blush," and then she mocked punched me in the shoulder.

I chuckled and then said the words because they were true and I wanted my best friend to hear them, "I meant every word Tinkle Bells."

"Thank you." She laughed, music to my ears, "c'mon we're gonna be late," and then grabbed my hand and then led us to our first class.

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My second class was environmental science and I wasn't looking forward to it as much, because that was one of my classes without Bella. I was there right on the bell talking with Ben and Angela. They were cool, and I knew they were secretly dating, because of all the secret grins they threw each other during class. I opened my books and started reading into the next chapter we were currently reading.

"Boys and girls," Mr' Banner begun, treating us like kindergartens and feeding us his 'boys and girls' bullshit. "This is Tanya Dena Lie, our foreign exchange student, let's welcome her to Forks," I didn't look up, to caught up in the theory, "you can take a seat beside Mr. Cullen in the back."

Wow, this book is fascinating. Huh, never knew…

I heard the chair beside make a loud squealing sound against the aluminium floor and to be honest I was more then just a little annoyed. But I brushed it off quickly, but not before I saw her…

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BPOV

When I walked into the cafeteria with, everyone was already at the table. And they were all focused on Edward—who hated being center of center of attention—but could deal with it better then me. Edward had his hands against his head looking pissed off, and if I didn't know any better: embarrassed?

"What's with him?" I asked. "Em did you—"

"Bella," Alice interrupted, looking oddly tense. And well, that made me anxious. Rosalie had a crease in between her eye brows and Jasper's calm era thing suddenly had no effect on the world.

It was Emmett's say, his buoyant uncaring happy voice that told me, "He's in love!" Edward groaned, which I took as a confirmation.

I looked from every single one of their faces, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett—with my eyebrows smashed together in a tense line, and lastly Edward who was looking at me through tight narrowed eyes. And then I fell over laughing. If Alice and Jasper hadn't helped me I would have drowned in my own furious giggles. Emmett gaffed with me and we laughed together in utter bliss.

"There's a story involved," Rosalie muttered, her lips curved into an amused smirk. "He's just not man enough to spit it out."

I bit my lip to keep from laughing. I wiped away a tear. I would have patted Edward's shoulder or something but Alice and Rosalie were both at his side today. "In love? With who?"

He pursed his lips and suddenly he had this icky magical gleam in his eye. Whoa. "Tanya," his voice was grudgingly admiring.

"The hot foreign exchange student in fitness!" Emmett snorted, I slapped the back of his head and grinned at Rosalie. She mouthed thank you and then shot Em death glares.

"So did she fall head over heels or what?" I asked, biting the side of my lip.

Edward's green eyes turned a shade darker, "the literal opposite."

I felt my cheeks twirl in anticipation, "well c'mon, give us some fine points!" Alice and Rosalie squealed in agreement, "what happened?" I almost bounced in my seat.

He sighed, and his eyes quickly darted around the cafeteria, I followed them around the room, "Well…" And then he launched into his story.

Merry Christmas! :P

I'm tired, and its holidays and I don't feel like editing, or stretching this out to any further extent, hehe. I'll make Edward's story as funny as I possibly can, suggestions welcomed. Do you want it in B or Ed's point of view?

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