Okay the chapters are going to be shorter yes but that means more chapters more quickly.

I hope ya'll like it.

I think it should have been better and i have gone through it and through it trying to fix things but...idk you should tell me what you think

thanks :)

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BPOV

"Okay, I'll go." I said giving up on arguing with Whitney about the mall.

She had called an hour or so after Edward left, trying to get me to go to the mall to look for a dress for the back to school masquerade dance. I would have told her about what happened with Edward, but I didn't feel like going through the whole story again, and then having her tell me that I should have gone all the way. I mean yea I have gone further with other guys but never all the way! I wanted to save myself for someone I loved and someone I wouldn't regret losing my virginity to. Edward would never be that guy. I mean he was cute, well more than cute, but I didn't want to think about what made him more than just cute, and he seemed nice, now anyways, but he just didn't seem like the kind of guy I would ever love.

"Okay, get your ass outside." She said, and I could hear the smile in her voice.

"What?" I said jumping off my bed and running to the window. Of course she was out there in her black Mini Cooper. She waved at me and I waved back. "Okay, I'll be down in a minute. Just give me time to get ready." I told her, I had changed into a pair of sweats and a tank top.

"Okay, hurry though."

I pressed the end button on my iPhone and through it on my bed. I walked into my closet and grabbed a jean mini skirt, black leggings, a black turtle neck, and black and white pocca-dotted converses. I grabbed the purse I had used when Edward and I had gone to the movies and through my phone in it. Then I ran down stairs, and out the door, locking it behind me.

When I got in Whitney's car the music was blasting, and of course it was Akon singing about how he doesn't trust the hoe but fucked her and now he's hurt and blah blah blah. "Can we please change this?" I ask, yelling over the music.

She rolls her eyes, but turns it down so that we can barally hear it. "I don't get why you don't like it. It's not THAT bad."

I laugh, as she turns the car around and drives onto the street. "It's shitty music, Whit. I mean come on! It degrades women, talks about getting fucked up on some stupid drug, then the gang they "rep" and how they lose their friends to the drugs and gangs but they don't stop DOING the drugs or being IN the gangs. Plus MOST of them are just talk, anyways." I tell her.

She laughs and says, "Wow you really thought this one out didn't you?"

I laugh with her. "Well, I just don't get why people like it is all."

"Fine we can listen to something YOU want to listen to, but I have to agree."

I smile. "Sounds good to me!" I say as I turn the station

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"Oh. My. God! You HAVE to get that dress Bella! It was MADE for your body!" Whitney says.

I look in the three full length body mirrors at the Halloween store called Boo. The dance was a masquerade yea but it was also supposed to be an old fashioned masquerade dance. So here I was looking like some old fashioned princess in a mask.(Go to my profile to look at the dress and mask) I didn't know how much I liked it.

"I don't know Whit, you don't think it's a BIT much?" I asked looking at the gold trim of the dress and turned around to look at the back of the long dress.

"NO! It's perfect! And if you don't buy it I'll buy it for you." She said, smiling and not taking her eyes off the dress.

Whitney had already picked out her dress.(Go to profile to see it) I hated her for being able to make up her mind faster than I could. Already we had been her for 2 hours and I didn't know what I wanted! This was one of the reasons I hated shopping. There were WAY too many choices.

"Fine I'll get it. Only because I need to get home and read some." I told her walking back into the dressing room to change out of the uncomfortable dress. I don't know how women in the 1800s did it. These dresses where so damn complicated to put on and I could barely BREATH in it.

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We had changed and paid for our things and were waiting in line at Chick-Fil-A when I saw Edward. GOD! Was he following me? As I watched him I noticed him talking to a little short haired girl. She was cute, and she MUST have been someone special because they were laughing and touching a lot. Nothing to show that they were an "item" but enough to suspect it.

I couldn't take my eyes away from it. Just earlier today he had his arms around ME! His lips on ME! I was furious! He had a GIRLFRIEND and he didn't tell me? No he just kissed me and stuck his hand under my shirt! What an ASSHOLE!

I turned away from him and said to Whitney, "I wanna kill Edward Masen."

She looked at me shocked, then laughed.

"What's so damn funny?" I ask her. That was not something to laugh about.

She took a few deep breaths before she answered. "First off, I can totally tell you are completely in love with that boy. Second, you said that like it was nothing, like just casual. I couldn't help but laugh."

"I am NOT in love with HIM!" I yelled. But after I yelled I noticed the mistake I made. Everyone in the cafeteria was looking at us, even Edward and his…friend! "I'm not!" I whispered, harshly at her.

"Okay, okay." She said in surrender. "Let's just drop it."