O.o I know, I know. "YOU SUCK! YOU NEED TO UPDATE!" Well, bleh. I'm a busy person..I may have no life, but...bleh. T.T .. I have been REALLY sick. I mean, like, exhausted, not eating right, yeah. Meh. T.T

Chapter...what chapter is it again? I think it's nine. I don't feel like checking.

When I woke up, I was freezing. Apparently, my blanket had come off, and Carlisle wasn't here. At the moment, that is.

I got up, and pulled my blanket around me, and waddled over to the open window.

I had to drop my blanket to close the window, and when I did, I started shivering so hard I was convulsing. (A/N: This happens to me constantly.) I managed to get the window closed, and then immediately pulled the blanket back around me.

I left my room, and headed downstairs for some breakfast.

I jumped when I saw Charlie at the table, finishing his eggs. I hadn't known it was that early.

"Bells! What are you doing up so early?" Charlie asked, shoveling one of the last forkfuls of eggs off his plate into his mouth.

"My room is freezing, and I can't sleep," I said, grabbing a pop-tart and putting it into the toaster.

Charlie just nodded and took his plate to the sink. "Carlisle said he had an errand to run, and that he will be back later, okay?"

"Oh. Okay," I replied, grabbing the strawberry pastry out of the toaster. I sat down, and started to nibble.

Charlie left a few minutes after I sat down, so I was then alone with my breakfast, and I found it strange, considering Carlisle was there most of the time.

After I finished, I went to the living room, and watched some cartoons, which I never did.

Halfway through "Tom and Jerry", the front door opened, and Carlisle walked in.

"Hey," I murmured through the blanket.

"Good morning." Carlisle sat on the couch next to me. "I heard something.. interesting.. when I stopped at the bank today."

I turned to look at him. "And that would be..?"

"Apparently Mr. Newton has told the whole town of Forks, and possibly beyond, that we are dating."

My face flushed. "I'll kill him." I tried to stand up, but Carlisle pushed me back down. "Let me kill the bastard!"

"Such language," Carlisle teased.

"Shut up, and let me kill him!" I was beyond pissed off. I was furiously and amazingly pissed to no end.

Carlisle sighed, and lightly pecked my lips. I stopped fighting, and melted into the couch. I turned to glare. "I hate you."

"I'm sure you do, Bella." He was grinning.

"I do!"

"No, you don't."

"Yes huh."

"No."

"Yes.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"I HATE YOU GODDAMIT!" I shouted.

"No you don't."

"Y'arrg!"

"We sound like a pantomine." Carlisle was smirking.

"Screw you." God. I must be PMSing or something.

Carlisle bust into laughter. And he must be high.

"Did you drink a high animal or something? Some type of thing on LSD or acid or something?" I wondered.

Carlisle laughed harder.

This was weird.

In the end, I wound up laughing my ass off, too.

I sighed, and lay my head on Carlisle's chest. I dragged my finger around in little patterns on his bicep. I smiled. "That was fun."

He wrapped his arms around me. "It was fun indeed. I haven't done that in so long."

"I haven't done that ever," I murmured.

"You're serious?"

"Mmhm. Not once. Well, with another person, that is."

"Oh. Right."

"I mean, it's still fun when you're by yourself. It's really fun."

"Still not as good as when you're with someone else, right?" Carlisle asked, rubbing my arm.

"Well, laughing by yourself isn't as fun as with another person, so I guess you're right." I sighed again.

"You should go to bed. It's late," Carlisle said.

"We are in bed, dummy."

Carlisle laughed. "I guess you're right."

"Well, I'm staying right here. Charlie will know already. Stupid Mike." I closed my eyes, and drifted off quickly.

DON'T HURT ME! I know, you all thought they did it. That was the initial plan. And I have been really sick, and really busy. I've been having major friend crisis'. And I just started school again. GOD.