"Hey, missy, time to wake up."
My eyes fluttered and I felt arms wrapped around my waist. They subconsciously pulled me tighter.
My mother gave me a stern look before turning to leave my bedroom. Edward was lying next to me, and it was already twilight. Oops.
I shook Edward awake beside me. He opened his eyes, and they sparkled lazily. I smiled at him. "Hey sleepy head," I said softly.
He smiled back. "Hey Bella. Are we in trouble?" he asked.
I shook my head. "No, you're fine. I think it's because she doesn't know who you are exactly. She's usually laid back. She's just looking out for me." I smiled at him softly, sleepily.
"Oh."
"But that's good. Because once she gets to know you she'll love you. He'll love you so much she'll probably adopt you and get rid of me." I smiled again and pulled him softly toward me to initiate a kiss. It was a friendly kiss, a cute kiss, not going into anything passionate and heat filled just yet, so I was good.
"Mmm," I said, pulling away. "Do you want to stay for dinner?"
"I should probably get home," he said instead.
"Okay. Did you like today?" I asked.
He smiled the crooked smile. "Yes. Today was . . . nice." He took my hand.
He kissed me again, this time it was a lot more passionate than it should have been. Edward held my body close to his and we kissed for a while. I wasn't sure how this would work, but for me it worked perfectly fine.
"Hey," Renee called from downstairs. "Bella sweetheart, dinner is ready."
"Kay," I said pulling away. But Edward only moved down to kiss my neck. I threw my head back to give him greater access. He suckled my neck a while, for sure leaving marks with his mouth. But I was to beyond to care. It really didn't matter to me anymore. Especially because I had this perfect guy in my bedroom kissing me.
"Are you sure you don't want to stay. After dinner we could come back up here," I suggested with a smile.
"I guess, I have a feeling you'll take me hostage otherwise," he teased.
"How right you are."
Downstairs, we ate our dinner, after Edward called his parents, and then we excused ourselves to go study for school. My mother bought that excuse easily because she knew how good in school I was. And not because I suddenly had a boyfriend.
After about a half an hour of making out with Edward, the doorbell rang. We ignored it since Renee was down there.
Five seconds later, Jacob came into my bedroom. At the sound of the door opening we pulled apart.
"It's called knocking, shithead," I said to him.
"Your mom said you were studying, liar." He stood there in the doorway, like he didn't want to come over because he thought that Edward was weird or something. I wanted to go ahead and punch him in the face.
"We don't have cooties Jake," I said. He muttered something that sounded a lot like, "Can't be to sure," and then walked over to my desk. He sat in the chair and handed me a bag.
"Seth's mom made brownies. She told me to give some to you. She knows you always burn yours."
"Well, I'm to busy to pay attention. Sorry!" I said with a smile. There were three of them. It would have been, before Edward, one for me, one for Jacob, and we' split the third after playing one game of Go Fish. It was tradition. But now, saved the third and split one with Edward. Somehow, I felt like I had to make something up to Jake.
"I'm going to head home, Bella," Edward said. He gave me a polite kiss on the cheek and then left my bedroom.
"You're an ass, you know that?" I said to Jacob.
"Why do I get to be the ass?" he retorted.
"Why do you have to treat Edward that way? He's done nothing to you."
"Bella, You know how I feel about you."
"I do know Jake. I do. But I don't feel that way about you. I love you Jacob. With all my heart, but I'm not in love with you. I'm not the girl for you. I can be your best friend, your sister, but I can't be with you tat way. It's not me. And I can't. I'm sorry Jake."
"How about a game of Go Fish, for old time's sake?"
I smiled. "Fine. You staying he night?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Alright then. Hop on," I said referring to my bed. He smiled and kicked off his boots climbing on. I pulled out the cards from my night stand and in came Edward walking in.
I looked up at him."What's wrong?"
"Forgot my bag," he said. He walked over to my bed and grabbed his bag. He kissed my lips lightly before walking out. Jacob's face was expressionless."
"Don't start Jake."
"Whatever. Pass out the cards."
"I don't want to play like that if you're going to be an absolute asshole," I said.
"Did he have to show off?"
"Jacob," I said softly. "If you don't like my relationship, I suggest you deal with it, or don't talk to me."
"Fine." He stood up to leave. "Have a happy life with him." He stormed out of my bedroom and seconds later, I heard the door slam. Tears came to my eyes.
After a few minutes, my mother and Alice came into the room. My mom gave me a small smile and a cup of hot cocoa to the both of us.
"I know you've known my annoying ass for three days, but you can tell me what's wrong," Alice said.
"How'd you know to come over?"
"I'm telling you, I'm psychic."
I laughed. "I'm sure you are."
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I like Edward. I like him a lot. So much." I looked at her face. Finding something I didn't know what I was looking for. She took my hand and sipped her cocoa.
"Then what's the problem baby?" she asked.
"I can't hurt him, Jacob. He doesn't like Edward."
"He'll come around," Alice said.
"You want to stay the night?"
"Sure. You look like you could use a little girl time." Alice grabbed my brush from my bedside table and pulled the pony elastic from my hair. She ran the brush through my hair and started telling storied about when she and Edward were little.
"Once, we were in the park and Edward was playing with this little girl. Her name was Maggie and she was out next door neighbor. He was chasing her and she was laughing and we were all having fun. We were all like eight years old. S he tackles her and she's laughing and all. Then all of a sudden, he kisses her and she pulls away and shouts, 'Ew! Cooties!' and runs away. He swore of girls at that very moment. Until middle school and high school when he met Tanya. She was really nice to him. Really nice. But she moved away and they lost contact. I can tell you, he's kind of has bad luck with girls."
"Edward? Bad luck? But he's so kind and sweet! Why would he have bad luck?" I said.
"Because no one likes him for him. For the great piano player he is, or how amazing his thoughts are, or how genuine his heart is. And then you come along and you're making Edward forget everything. Edward is usually responsible and level headed. But he comes home late now, and he forgets to do his chores. He hasn't done his homework and it's nine thirty. He ignores everything, and now he plays the most vibrant music on the piano. He's changed and it has become so noticeable in the past three days. He's head over heels for you and nothing is ever going to change that." She giggled. "Just remember that I am the one who set you guys up when you're trying to pick your maid of honor."
"Don't worry Ali. That is guaranteed you spot. No matter what."
She hugged me and I hugged her back. "Ready for bed?"
"Yeah. There's pajamas in the bottom drawer of that dresser and an extra toothbrush in the bathroom."
"Thanks Bella," she said. "I'll be right out."
But before she left, I was out cold.
EPOV
I woke up in the middle of the night. I was tired as hell, but I needed to talk to my little sister. Only, she wasn't there. No fair. She got to spend the night with Bella while I was here all by myself. I sighed.
I walked downstairs to get some water and my mother was sitting at the dining room table reading.
"Hey, baby," she said looking up at me.
"Hey Mom. What are you doing up so late?" I asked her, sitting next to her.
"Nothing, couldn't sleep. Want me to fix you something?" She said sweetly. I shook my head.
"No. I'll just steal your coffee." I took a drink and passed it to her.
"You really like that girl don't you?" she asked.
I nodded. "Is it that obvious?"
She smiled. "Baby, it is okay to like a girl."
"I know Mom. But this isn't just like. I mean. It's been three days and she's all I ever think bout. And what gets me is her modesty. Mom, she's perfect. She's beautiful and she doesn't even try. And her smile it drives me crazy. And it's the way she does that whole sparkle thing with her eyes. She's all I could ever want."
"Then why do you sound like something is bothering you?" she asked. We migrated to the kitchen where she was serving us both cake and hot chocolate.
"Because she's got this friend and he's being a real ass to her."
"Language Edward."
"Sorry, but he is. And he's making Bella mad all the time. And I'm not sure if I can keep doing this to her." I sighed and ate my cake.
"Doing what?"
"Making her mad. If he wants her and it's going to keep messing with her, I'm not going to help it. I'd rather be her best friend and see her mad than see her miserable as her boyfriend. Can't let it happen."
"Edward. You have to follow your instincts."
"Mom, that's what you're supposed to say to a girl."
"No, it's what I'm going to say to my son who's in love with the girl next door." She said. "Don't let something hold you back from what s rightly yours. If you want her, you pursue her and make her feel like she'd the luckiest woman alive. And she'll know, because a woman always knows, Edward, who is right for her. Do you understand me?"
"Yeah." I kissed her cheek. "Thanks. I'm going to head up to bed."
"Goodnight sweetie," she said.
In my bedroom I sat on my bed and pulled out my laptop. I went to Alice's blog site to find out a little bit more about Bella.
And that wasn't a hard task.
Like she knew I was going to look, she had Bella's stats charted of in a column titled "B.E.L.L.A." I read the entire page.
Brown hair, a gorgeous pair of eyes, and the best homemade cookies ever!
Isabella Swan, also known as Bella my new BFF and brand new foreign exchange sister, is the sweetest girl you could ever meet.
Yeah, yeah, I know. That's great. Why should you care?
Well, apparently, the comments you leave suggest otherwise.
Bella is my new project.
Yeah, she's going under the BFF makeover.
But she's perfect, you say. And I know. I know.
But it's not a big change.
I'm just trying to get her out of her shell so she'll realize she and my brother are perfect for each other. A match made in heaven.
*****
Well here are a couple of facts about her.
She's Five four.
She likes cookies better than brownies though she'll kill for Mrs. Clearwater's brownies any day.
She likes the color Green. (I only think that because that's the color of my brother's eyes.)
She loves to read.
She likes home made presents better than bought ones.
She adores daisies.
She likes simplicity.
She hates surprises.
She hates the color orange.
Her favorite animal is a penguin.
She loves Florida.
Her favorite planet is Jupiter.
And last but not least, she absolutely cannot live without . . . drum roll please . . . trust.
Now you know Bella, almost as much as me, but not quite.
Oh, and I almost forgot.
B.E.L.L.A. stands for
Beautiful
Exquisite
Lovely
Little
Angel
Stay fetch guys.
Love,
Alice In Wonderland
Ps. I'll be updating my page tomorrow and you'll get the full monstrosity of my school.
And when I say monstrosity, I mean monstrosity.
Wow. Bella seems to be the sweetest girl in the history of females. And she likes daisies. It was a simple gesture of affection, but I'd get her a daisy tomorrow.
I woke up to the sound of the radio playing fluffy punk rock music.
Alice.
I groaned and tried to turn over in my bed to fall back asleep. Why the hell was she blasting that stuff right now? I wanted to sleep and she was disturbing me. Didn't she know that? God.
Then I remembered about Bella.
Yesterday she had taken herself to school. Maybe I could take her for breakfast before school and take her to school. Alice could take her Porsche. Just a gesture of affection.
I sprang up from my bed and ran to the shower. I dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a gray American Eagle T-shirt and brushed my teeth, not bothering anything was my hair since it insisted on staying like that no matter what. I put on my shoes and walked over to Bella's house. I knocked on the door, and when she answered, she was in a towel.
Oh, God. If she was hot, I didn't know what was.
Bella blushed and hugged her body tighter. "Good morning Edward, I-um, well, I didn't expect you to come here. Not at this time."
"Oh, well I was wondering if you wanted to eat breakfast before we go to school, today. And maybe I can take you . . ."
"God, that would be so great! My truck was acting stupid yesterday, so it's nice to have something to rely on, you know. Thanks Edward. Oh, and I's love to go to breakfast with you." She smiled and blushed. "Well, um, I'm going to, um, yeah."
"Just come over when you're ready." I smiled and kissed her cheek. She blushed again.
"Kay."
She closed the door and I turned to walk back to my house. My mother, father, and Alice were all at the breakfast table. But I passed them and went to the back yard where my mother had already planted so many types of flowers. I picked the only one that would really matter to Bella.
In the dining room, my father greeted me.
"Good morning, son," my father said as I walked into the room.
"Morning Dad, Mom, evil pixie intent on ruling the world," I said back.
"Morning to you to Edward," she said dryly.
"Are you going to have breakfast now?" My mother asked.
"No. I'm taking Bella for breakfast this morning. I'm just waiting until she's ready," I said.
Carlisle smiled. "That young lady is quite the girl. Very pretty. You know I haven't seen her in a while."
"That's because she hasn't fallen recently. But she burns brownies," I said.
My mother laughed. "But I've heard from Alice that he makes the best cookies ever."
"I'm pretty sure she does, though I have yet to try them," I said. Just then the door bell rang. I stood up and almost raced to answer it. Jesus I was pathetic.
And there was Bella, in a simple pair of fitted worn jeans and a pale green tank top. Her hair was still wet, and I could smell the strawberries. God she was heaven.
"Hi," she said shyly.
I handed her the flower, and her already pretty face brightened to it extreme.
"Wow! A daisy for me?" She leaned forward and hugged me tightly, finding my lips and making really good use of them.
"Eww, guys. Get a room." Alice brushed past us to the garage.
"How is Alice getting to school then?" she asked.
"She has her own car. It's just a lot more . . . ostentatious than the others."
"What do you mean?"
"Well," I said, leading her from the house to the Volvo, "she's got a Porsche."
"Ah. I see."
We climbed in the Volvo and she gave me directions to a little diner. She wasn't hungry and neither was I, so we just ordered coffee and we sat there talking to each other.
"How did you know I like Daisies?" she asked.
"Do you know that Alice has a website?" I asked her in return. She shrugged.
"Yeah, she told me, but she didn't exactly get into detail about it."
"Well," I said. "It's called Alice In Wonderland. And everything about her life is on that thing. Everything. It's like her online diary," I told her. "Everything she thinks about, everything she ever could dream about is on there. And so are you."
"Me?" she asked, like it was an impossible concept to understand.
"Yeah. Things like major facts. And Alice works fast, so I knew she'd have a column about you."
"A Column?"
"A page. Your own link. And I thought maybe I could find out a few things about you. And I did. Like that you loved daisies."
"A whole page?" She asked incredulously. She pulled out her cell phone. "Give me the website."
I did and she typed it into her iPhone. Her eyes grew wide. She clicked something, and immediately became engrossed in what she was reading. She looked amazed.
"She calls you Eddie," Bella said with a little laugh.
"Yes, she does," I said a little annoyed. "I really don't allow anyone besides my mother to call me by that name. I really don't like it all that much."
"What if I call you Eddie?" She asked with the most sparkling of gazes.
"Well, I'm afraid, against my own liking, it would probably grow on me."
She smiled. "Come on, let's get to school," she said.
Completely late I know, and a completely sucky authors' not, but here's a filler chapter. Nothing really happens, but I thought it'd be nice to put Esme in with a convo with Edward, and have Edward and Bella learn some stuff about each other. Sorry it's late, but I should have a chapter up by Monday. If not. . . Sorry in advance.