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Alice's eyes glazed over and her face went blank like it had last Wednesday. I tripped myself and fell over the back of the chair, to which I heard a loud crack. I looked up only to see the face of the one I dreamed of nightly. Edward had a look that was both murderous and pained.

Alice quivered in her seat, unable and unwilling to move. Edward held a look of disbelief on his face as her glared at Alice, a look of concern as he looked down at me. My hand was throbbing in pain. I saw his lips part for a second and then he snapped his mouth shut. He clenched and unclenched his fists and huffed in impatience.

"Edward, I'm sorry. I just want to be friends. It will happen, you've seen it. I couldn't wait!" Alice suddenly said. Her voice was very light and she spoke very quickly. I was positive I was not supposed to hear that. She looked like she was about to cry. Maybe she was crying. Jasper looked like he was about to keel over in pain. Were they really that close?

"I know." Edward replied in a low cold voice. His face was as hard as stone. He looked at me again and his face softened. He looked up pointedly at Alice and Jasper. They quickly left. I thought I heard Alice mumble something about "worse mistake ever made".

I was confused and in pain. I was not thinking straight. Part of me knew that this confrontation was strange. How did Edward Cullen have the right to tell Alice who she could or could not have friends with? That did not seem right. There had to be more to the picture than what I just saw. The whole confrontation was over and done with before the rest of the cafeteria even reacted to my fall. Angela was running toward me, along with several boys.

Edward bent down and took my hurt hand in his cold one. He seemed to be accessing it for damaged. He sighed and spoke to me for the first time since the almost fatal accident. All he said is, "Does that hurt?" Truthfully, it didn't hurt anymore with his icy hand holding it.

"It's fine." It was, as long as he held it. Yet, I knew that wasn't going to happen.

"Bella, I am trying to see if your hand is broken. Please be honest." His voice was icy and cold. They matched his cool body temperature perfectly. I decided to appease him; maybe we could be friends after all.

"It hurts a little. Not so much as before you started to check it out. It was throbbing then." I sighed.

He chuckled lightly. "Can you move your fingers?"

I wiggled my fingers. He nodded to himself. Then he stood up, pulling my up by my forearm and smiled halfheartedly. "It's only a sprain. I'd suggest going to the nurse and asking for an ace bandaged and ice. Of course, if you are uncomfortable doing that, tell me and after Biology I'll get Carlisle to wrap your hand." I only nodded.

He was quickly out of the Cafeteria. I walked out in a daze, only telling the very worried Angela that I was fine. I started to turn towards the nurse. Suddenly a flash of white and black passed me. I was startled but thought nothing of it, maybe I was seeing things.

"Bella, you don't want to ask the nurse to wrap your hand. You want to see our father, don't you?" The sweet, convincing voice of Alice suddenly sounded. I blinked and looked around. She was walking right next to me. Her golden eyes were all it took to make me decide to wait. She walked me to the Biology room and then floated away to her own class.

When I sat down in biology I heard Edward mumbled 'should've guessed'. "So, you want to see Carlisle. I'll get you excused from Gym." Alleluia! Edward Cullen and my sprain hand are my official saviors! No Gym!

"Thank you." I breathed. Not sure why I decided to visit the doctor instead of the nurse. It was involuntary and all Alice's fault. Great! Now I was going to the Emergency room, again.

Class passed semi-quickly. We had a lab, which Edward almost solely performed. He spoke to me in five syllables or less. It was great…blah. We did an Osmosis and Diffusion Lab. It was alright. Edward did it with ease, only consulting me because he had to. Normally I would have done at least half the work, but my hand hurt and he seemed to be babying it.

After class was over, Edward told me to head towards the hospital and he would meet me there. He said to wait in the parking lot, that we'd go through the back. I was perfectly happy complying. He went to get us excused from our classes.

EPOV.

I cannot believe I am doing this. This is so stupid. Am I really trying to put Bella in more danger? Apparently I am. During the lab she seemed attentive and willing to help, but I knew her hand hurt. I didn't let her help all that much. Thankfully she didn't complain. After I told her what to do, I went to find Alice. Of course the Pixie was waiting right outside the main office, waiting for an explanation.

"Excuse me from Spanish and Bella from Gym. In fact excuse Bella from Gym for the rest of the week. Tell them Carlisle will send a note if need be." She nodded and I saw in her mind what she was going to say. I couldn't help but laugh. Only Alice. I took off running toward the hospital after tossing Alice the keys.

Hmmm.

Alice thought while she walked "Mrs. Cope, Bella hurt her hand badly and went to the hospital. It looked horribly bent in a weird shape. I think it's broken and the school doesn't have an x-ray machine. She needs to be excused from gym for a while. A week at the very least. My father, Doctor Cullen, will make the final decision on that." She started to turn and walk away without mentioning me. Not that I really cared. My Spanish was perfect. I let out a light growl anyways. She turned back, "Oh, I almost forgot!" she giggled lightly, "Edward needs to be excused from Spanish. Mother called and demanded that he comes home immediately. I don't know what happened."

Alice, oh Alice, that little four foot eleven pure evil pixie. By "get me excused" I did not mean give a false understanding and start rumors about me. Alice and I were going to have a long talk when we got home. She better start running now, because she will have to be in Antarctica before I think about not ripping her apart for her little stunts recently. She is still my favorite sister though. Rosalie is far too stuck up to take the pixie devil's place.

She then gracefully walked toward her classes, leaving a very confused Mrs. Cope. I wonder what Edward could have possibly done. He seems to be such a good kid. They all are. Her thoughts then went wild on the possibilities of what I could have done to be pulled out of school in this manner, without the sun shining.

I made it to the Hospital parking lot just to see my Bella getting out of her truck. Uh-oh, my Bella, I'm getting possessive, not a good sign. O well, as long as I can control myself. I ran beside her truck and opened the door for her. I really should not have let her drive, but driving with her was a bad idea as well.

She seemed startled, but she smiled and hopped out of the monster of a truck. She held her injured hand to her chest as I motioned her to follow me. She easily complied. It worried me to some extent, how easy it would be lure her away from society and have her blood all for myself. Yet, I could not take her life and drink her blood. She was far too interesting and although I was never willing to actually admit it, I was falling for her. Slowly, I began to want to see her more. Yet, I could not. I had to stay away and refrain from talking to her. Here, beside me, she let out a sigh and again I wondered what she was thinking. It took all my self control not to demand what was on her mind.

We walked into the back of the hospital and towards Carlisle's office. Bella smiled lightly as the nurses greeted us. Comparatively to the rest of society, the nurses at this hospital had relatively clean thoughts. Only every once in a while did they think something that I wanted to block them out. They were always far too busy to be picturing Carlisle naked in their fantasies. Most were far too moral to place me or any of my brothers in the same situation.

Only one doctor ever let her fantasies get the best of her, but she never got very far. Kissing and some innocent touching was as far as she got in her fantasies before she remembered Esme and her own husband. This pleased me to some extent. The doctors and nurses had a hell of a lot more self control than the general public

.Edward? Is that you? Who's with you? Come right on in. I'm just finishing up some paper work. What do you need?

"Come on, Bella, this way." I motioned through the narrow door. Carlisle was replacing a folder in the filing cabinet.

"Carlisle, Bella sprained her hand. Will you brace it? She didn't want to go to the school nurse, so I brought her here." I said as I sat down in his office chair. Edward, how safe is this? What happened to her that you felt the need to bring her here?

I raised my eyebrow and then grimaced.

Oh, you will tell me later! Wait, does she know?

I simply shook my head.

"I'll do better than that. How much time would you like off of gym, Bella?" She does hate gym, right?

I nodded, slightly.

"Oh, no, I'm fine." She answered as Carlisle accessed the size of her hand. It was small. A large child size brace would work.

"Bella, I don't want you to participate in gym with your hand in this condition. I would like you to take uh" two weeks? Is that too much?

I quickly and quietly answered, "Two weeks is about near perfect, if she agrees. Gym has to be dangerous for her."

"Uh, two weeks would suffice, I believe." Carlisle finished, only a second later. She probably did not even notice the hesitation. Maybe I can find a way to excuse her all together…forever. She wouldn't agree though.

"Thank you, Doctor Cullen." Bella blushed. Her blush was lovely and oh so very tempting. She held out her hand for Carlisle to "access" and he confirmed that it was indeed sprained. So I have not lost my skill, yet. He placed her small hand into the large child size brace- just like I thought- and told her to ice it when she got home.

"Bella, you can take that brace off-if you want-on Friday, the Thirteenth. Here is your excuse from gym. Be careful, now. Next time I see you, I hope it is on social terms." He smiled and Bella blushed again.

"I'll walk you to your truck." I mumbled as she headed towards the door. We walked in silence. I followed her home and after she was safely inside the house I went to find Alice.

Hola,

So I kind of meant to update sooner, but this isn't bad. I wasn't going to do excuses, but I need to. Because this excuse will affect future updates I need to inform you all that I Broke my hand four days ago. I was very upset for several reasons. Mostly because I was first violin of the 1st Violins and I *think* I might have succeeded in getting myself fired or at least demoted. Also, it HURTS to attempt to type. I have been getting my sister to write for me. :D I sure am glad she didn't decide to move on me! So, if I update, thank my sister, Alexandra.

Lots of Love,

Cat

(written by the wonderful Alexandra.)

This keeps annoying me and messing up. How does one use this stupid thing? Grrr. Maybe I'll get Lina to help later, she just left.