Chapter 10

That night, after cringing some minutes thinking of the unmentionable one, I fell asleep with a smile. Yeah, Romeo didn't exist, but who needed brunette Romeo anyway, if you had blond Jasper taking you out tomorrow night?

A weird dream woke me up the next day. More than a dream, it was a nightmare. In my weird dream/nightmare I was walking feeling really happy, but something felt odd. Like seriously odd. And the worst thing, was, that the odd thing was in me. Nothing was wrong outside; it was just me, just something in me that felt out of place. And then, without reason, I started crying. Crying rivers of salt water. There is when I woke up, just to notice my cheeks were also wet. God, I hated when dreams went through reality.

I stayed in my bed for a while. Trying to shake off the feelings of the d/n. Why did I have to do that? Just when I was calming myself down, singing a kids song, totally off key, I remembered what'd happen today. To be more specific, tonight.

My friend, the heart attack was expectant again, my hands sweat, my breathing ceased.

That night I'd a really weird dream. Well, it was almost a nightmare. I was once more having a panic attack. In – out, in – out, my brain remembered me one more time. I did as he commanded. Wow, breathing was really nice, wondered who invented it?

Just kidding.

I looked through the window, the sun was already up in the sky. And it was beaming with force. I couldn't see a cloud up, not even once. That was new. This day was starting really weird and that was creeping the hell out of me. I shook my head and tried my best to dissipate my nervousness, the clock on my wall said it was eleven on the morning. Calm down! Way too many hours to start with the hyperventilation, I'm sure you'll have time later! That was my mean side talking there. But yes, she was right. CALM OUT!

After my auto-therapy I decided to get out of bed – it was clearly not doing anything good to my mind. My stomach rumbled with force the second I put my foot on the floor, so I ran downstairs to get something to eat. My mind was already suffering; did I need my body to, also?

Yummy. Scramble eggs, they were just way too awesome. I think I got almost six. Yep, I was addicted to scramble eggs. Generally Edward and I would buy a lot of eggs and put them all together and just scramble, scramble, scramble them until we were tired. He always ended up scrambling the double of time than me because of his all-well formed arms. Something I had to admit, his arms were pretty, PRETTY big.

The noise of a car distracted me of my last bit of the delicious preparation in plate. And a bell like voice made me smile.

"Why you have to always help me if I can do it by myself?" I heard Alice's voice complaining. I stopped my eating party and ran to the door.

Just on time to see my best friend rolling his emerald green eyes. "Because I love you just too much, and I protect you." Edward grinned at her and met my eyes, and stop pulling Alice. "Hey,"

"Bella!" Alice moved her arms up and down.

I ran to meet her. "Alice, how are you, girly?" She always made me so happy. Just to see her happy eyes made me happy.

She sighed heavily. "I'm fine, I guess… I'm just sick of my older brother here," she pointed me at him with her eyes. "Oh, and can you tell me why you are in your pajamas? ---Wait, wait," she stopped me with one hand and stared at me from bottom to top – not with a nice face. "I'm sorry, I want to correct myself. What are you doing, with that rag you like calling pajamas?"

Edward laughed his contagious laughter. And I just glared at his little sister. Oh, Alice and fashion… just the same thing with a different name.

"Well, first, young lady, this is not a rag, it's the beautiful Oasis Live Concert sweat. Right is beautiful, Edward?" I made a little girl face – playing around a bit.

Edward nodded. "Right, right… so beautiful."

Alice looked at him in disbelief. "She has washed your brain!"

"She really has, hasn't she?" He faked a deep sigh and stared at the horizon. "I've even read Wuthering Heights twice."

I laughed at his side and punched his arm. "You jerk, and you know it was just one time, the other one you read through the middle and stopped!"

"Well, yeah, but you finished it for me? Or you forgot that stormy night that you made me stay up till three in the morning so you could finish reading me the last part, you 'oh, love so much!'" He mimicked me in the last part and chuckled.

"Whatever, I hate you. I'll just make my friend Alice come in, and let my no-friends outside," I stuck my tongue at him and gestured Alice to follow me. I didn't like overprotecting her, she didn't need it. But Edward couldn't understand that, though I'd tried to explain it to him too many times.

Alice made a snob face at my side and started pulling her wheelchair. I looked behind me once, just to wish not to have done it. Edward's eyes almost made me cry here and now. I had to gulp not to. The anguish, the old suffering, the pity, the compassion, the unconditional love were all in his eyes as he looked at his little sister. It just cracked my heart a bit more than it was already broken.

I mechanically turned over and walked to his side; my hand took his in another irrational movement and squeezed it with strength. Luckily Alice was still looking at the door and not seeing us, because if not she would also see the pleading look he gave at me. I squeezed his hand one more time; he nodded and breathed deeply in response.

"Why are you holding my brother's hand?" Alice turned around and glared at me. Her playful smile was in her face. "Wasn't I your friend and he your no-friend?"

I tried to composed myself as fast as possible and saw Edward doing the same by my side. "Yes, well… I can't stay mad at him for too long, I guess," I shrugged. Edward smiled at my side.

"TOO LONG? It was just a couple of minutes! God, I really don't understand seniors," She shook her head and sighed.

Edward and I both laughed. "Just a couple of years and you'll be just the same, little pixie." Edward chuckled at my side and walked to the door.

The shower was really refreshing – it was too hot outside. When I entered to my room there was a little piece of paper there. Oh, God.

'Bella, it's Fashion Police talking here. I don't like my friends committing fashion suicide. Please wear your soft green top with your jean shorts and white sandals. Waiting you downstairs – DON'T LET ME DOWN.

Alice – any doubt?"

I stared at the letter for some long minutes and started laughing as crazy. Alice was the whacko here; there was no doubt on that. But what made me laugh the most was that Edward agreed on taking the letter to my room – his part on the plan.

I sighed and took her suggestion out of my wardrobe – no need to have Alice as an enemy. After combing my hair and brushing my teeth I was on the stairs again.

"There you go?" I see Alice grinned, content.

I stared at my best friend. "I can't believe you have your part in here, this is totally a stalk." I said as I grabbed my top to show it to him.

He put his hands up and splashed in the sofa. "Don't look at me, her wishes - my command." He spoiled her just too much.

"Please Bella, you are beautiful, don't complain." Alice snapped and grinned her evil pixie smile. I rolled my eyes and sat beside Edward.

Suddenly everyone was quiet – but there was just something odd in the quietness, the two of them were intently staring at me. And Alice face was a happy poem.

I frowned, completely lost. And peeped at Alice, then at Edward, then at Alice, again, then at Edward.

"YOU TOLD HER?"

Edward took my hand with his that was threatening to punch his arm once again. I wasn't violent – I'm sure he didn't even feel it, but it was just a bit annoying, I know.

His eyes were the ones of an innocent lamb as he stared at me. "She just took her own conclusions, I swear! I was just here and thinking of tonight and then she saw my face and started asking and you know how she is when she starts asking, she is worse than Sherlock Holmes, I tried to not tell her but she was just asking and asking and asking and ----"

"Alright, alright!" I cut him off. He was losing it this time – it was nice when the papers were reversed. "I know Alice, I know what a Sherlock Holmes is, just, pray she isn't making this a big deal, because if not – you are seriously a dead man." I tried my best to make my voice go in a serious way in the last part.

We both looked at Alice then, trying to predict her reaction. Oh boy, she'd a from ear to ear grin in her face, that could mean nothing good. I could sense Edward praying at my side that she wouldn't take it as a big deal – but that wasn't happening. We both knew Alice just too well.

"Jasper Hale?" She almost sang. Oh – oh. "The cutest boy on this earth, you are going out with Jasper Hale?!" The voice seemed as an opera in the end. I knew it, I just knew it.

I shrugged and gave Edward a killing look. "We are just friends,"

Alice shook her head as a robot. "It didn't seem that with what Edward told me…"

Edward was seriously a dead man. Bye bye, au revoir! Edward gulped at my side.

"Alice, please, I just told you they were going out, just that…" Edward almost chocked. It was really hilarious to see.

Alice shook her head robotically once more. "Friends don't go out on a dinner,"

"We do!" Edward complained.

"That's because you're freaks! That's not normal,"

I sighed. "Alright Alice, tell me what you want in order not make this a big deal, please."

Alice grinned mischievously and looked at me. "I get to make you ready,"

Of course. I nodded once and looked at Edward, fuming. "You are so dead,"

"I know," he breathed as he prepared to the maximum punishment – tickles in his neck.