Chapter 2:

I thought I woke up in the middle of the night, but Edward said I didn't. He also said I wouldn't shut up, but that was beside the point. I remembered my truck needed gas, so I left for the bathroom to get dressed and brush my teeth. After I was done in there, I brushed my hair out-how did it always get so knotty?- and headed downstairs for breakfast. When I got to my truck, I discovered buying gas wouldn't be necessary. When I tried to start it, instead of the frightening roar of my engine, there was a soft splutter. Edward offered to look, and said it wasn't shocking that the truck had finally broken beyond repair. My bad mood was only exacerbated by the fact that this meant I had to let Edward buy me new car. Ugh. I had agreed that once my truck broke he could replace it when we had made our deal that day in our meadow when we decided to tell Charlie. Great. I wondered what kind of car Edward would buy me. Probably something expensive and fast, even though he knew how much his fast driving scared me and the fact that I hated people buying things for me.

"Oh well," Edward said, and it sounded like he was smiling, but I couldn't be sure because I was too busy glaring at my dashboard for me to check. I assume the glaring is what made him smile, I must have looked pretty dumb giving the evil eye to a broken-down truck's dashboard, but really, the darned thing really couldn't have lasted a few more weeks? "Looks like you'll need that car a little sooner than I expected…" Edward trailed off, probably because when I did look up, I still was glaring, because he looked like he was enjoying more than my disgruntled expression. "I know how averse you are to gifts, especially form me, and even more when they're expensive, but you will be needing a new car, and I doubt you can afford one." He smiled angelically, and my entire bad mood was momentarily forgotten as I looked into his nearly liquid onyx eyes. Drat. That meant he'd have to go hunting soon.

"Great. A gift," Edward tried, and failed, not to laugh at the way I said the word, as if it were a dirty thing. "An expensive gift too. Fabulous." I muttered. "Well, seeing as how I no longer need gas, what do you want to do?"

"Do you want to help plan your wedding?" Edward offered. I knew what that would do to my sanity, and I didn't think that pushing it would be a good idea.

"Nope." I replied, lips popping on the p.

"Do you want to see what your car will look like?" He offered. I don't know why he was doing this. Did he want me to snap?

"No."

"Well then this is my only other thought- Would you like to go to our meadow? Alice said it would rain, but I could take you home when it started." This option I liked.

"That one gets a yes." And with that, he put me on his back and, after a split second of checking to be sure no one would see him, he sprinted to our meadow. Just like he predicted, an hour after we arrived, it began to rain. Of course, that wasn't entirely a bad thing since it brought time back into our thoughts, and I realized that I had not bought any food for Charlie's dinner. Shoot. That meant being in public. It was just my luck that whenever I was in public, the light would catch my ring. Then everyone nearby would give me a brief, not-so-subtle appraisal, trying to figure out if I was pregnant. Yeah, right. In order to be pregnant, you needed to do something Edward and I had never done. Plus, we're of different, species, so how could I be pregnant? Of course, they didn't know any of these reasons, but still- did we seem irresponsible enough for that to happen? I was going to have to start buying bulk to keep myself out of public for a while. Edward and I spent most of our time in our meadow or at my house, because Renee was almost always on the phone planning the wedding, and I didn't want to think about that.

Edward ran us back home to get his car so we wouldn't be too conspicuous, walking in the rain. When we got to the store, I just grabbed whatever would make a variety of meals and came in large amounts. We ended up running into Mike, which wasn't so good.

"Hey, Mike" I greeted him, just trying to be polite.

"Mike," Edward greeted him, nodding in his direction.

"Bella!" Mike had shouted, walking around his car.

"How've you been, Mike?"

"Fine, you?"

"Good."

I had assumed he would have noticed the ring, but he didn't until I went to open the door, when a chance ray of sunshine hit my hand, throwing rainbows all over the door. I saw his face, and I honestly thought he would have had a heart attack. His eyes got wide and his face filled with horror usually only seen when you find a horribly mangled corpse. I don't know why he'd be so surprised, you'd have to be blind and deaf to not notice that Edward and I were completely in love. Also, he had his hand around I had no idea what to say. After a second he composed himself, though.

"Oh, you an-an-and Edward ar-are getting m-married, huh?" I think he was trying to smile at me, but it just came out as a grimace. "That's big news, I can't believe you didn't mention it."

"Er, well, um, I, uh, um, I'm not that excited about the wedding…"

"Then why are you getting married, if you don't really want to be?" Mike hadn't looked at Edward once, but now he glared at him. I had a pretty good guess of what he was thinking, because it's

"I never said I don't want to be married, just that I wasn't that excited. I'm probably going to fall down a flight of stairs!" I retaliated. Stupid Mike. How could he think I wouldn't want to be with Edward forever?

"Now, Bella, you will not fall down a flight of stairs." Edward said, obviously making a poor attempt at mollifying me.

I turned on Edward now, ignoring Mike. "Are you serious?" I asked incredulously. I didn't even give him a chance to respond. "I'll be wearing high heels, a dress with a huge- oops!" I broke off. Edward isn't allowed to know anything about the dress other than that it was white. "Anyway, even high heels alone would cause me to fall, and adding a staircase isn't exactly going to help me. Our wedding is going to end up in the emergency room!" Edward tried not to laugh, but he couldn't help it.

Edward rolled his eyes, obviously in response to something Mike thought. Edward opened the door and we walked in, leaving Mike to stare after us. If you ask me, Edward went too far by putting his hand on my butt and kissing me. I didn't mind, but I did think that was pushing Mike too far. Then again, I don't know what Mike was thinking.

"What was Mike thinking that you had to put your hand on my butt and kiss me right in front of him?" I whispered. I hope I didn't sound angry, because I was just curious.

"He wouldn't stop thinking that I don't really love you. I had to show him that I do."

"I love you too, Edward."

A/N: What should I call this chapter???? Please help!!!!!