By the time we've exited your room and made it down the steps, I am beyond nervous.

I'd be a fool to read more into our little moment back there but I can't help myself. My mind is in shambles and I just know another whirlwind is headed my way in the form of your guest.

I want to run back upstairs and hide.

I peek from behind you as your guest comes into view.

Irina. Tanya's cousin and the other bitch in my life.

You have such an unconfirmed type I don't know why I wish for more.

These girls, these blonde and strawberry-blonde girls with their full lips and hips and faces that could belong to supermodels shit on me. With their looks, with you and with their attitudes.

I don't miss Irina's glare when she finally peels her eyes off of your chest; sculpted by the forest green sweater you wore today, and notices little me behind you.

Before she can get out a word, Lauren comes bounding in behind her and I wish these expensive floors would swallow me up whole.

Can they see how flustered I am? I think I save all of my bitching for you.

"Lauren. Irina," you stammer out as you reach one hand back to scratch at your neck.

I'm not the only one to follow your arm.

"Hi Edward," Irina purrs in the shitty Russian accent she attempts every now and again to remind everyone she's 'exotic and so foreign'. "Tanya mentioned you'd be stopping by our place after school and when you didn't show we got worried."

They step toward you and Lauren places a very concerned hand on your chest.

"Hey hello," I wave. I may be quiet but the bitch comes out when she wants to and that, as you remind me constantly, is often. "Bella is standing right here. I know you guys grew up a little differently, but manners are universal."

Irina scowls at me and crosses her arms under her big fake boobs. How her guardian aunt signed off on that, I have no idea. "Oh my God, Bella I'm so sorry." Bitch. "Edward were we," you stop to somehow step even closer, "interrupting something?"

"We can totally come back later," Lauren smirks over to me, "or wait for you to be done."

"No no, we're done," I step towards Irina. You look nervous and neither of us were expecting two skanks to be at your door. One sure, but two?

I solve the problem for you. "I'd hate for you to try to fit all of that through the door again."

I gesture towards your shirt. We've been out of school an hour and you've already changed into the skankiest clothes our school dress code would condemn you for.

"I was just leaving." I head into the kitchen to bid Esme goodbye and you watch me walk away. I wonder why.

My time at home is even more chaotic than the fuckshow earlier.

Charlie, for the craziest reason, has taken in this gorgeous husky puppy, with fur damn-near softer than my hair, and eyes so blue I squealed to snatch her for myself.

"Not that I mind this little fur-ball," I glance down to pet my new sleepy pal; who seems to be going for a record of the most puppy shits in one night, "but why the sudden change of heart? I've always wanted a pet but you were always allergic."

It's true. Cats, dogs, hamsters, you name it, and even after you 'claimed' it was because of the fur, I brought up a snake and you balked.

"You know those allergy pills have started looking pretty good." Sure sure.

"The pills dad? Or Sue?" I'm sure the minute she asked if he had a suggestion for the little puppy, he jumped at the chance. Charlie has always had an eye for Sue Clearwater, which only pushed me closer to her pain-in-the-ass children: Leah and Seth. Seth, I can handle his hyperactive ways and childish behavior. But Leah? She's definitely in the running to be a bigger bitch than me.

"Bella!" you spit out your beer and I have to turn my hips to keep the flying liquid from landing on my puppy.

"I get it, I do. This'll be one more thing for you two to chat about when you finally ask her out." I smirk at you as you pat your now wet uniform and stand to put the baby down in her fluffy puppy bed.

You knock the rest of the beer over in your haste to scold me and I shake my head, "you shouldn't drink before work Charlie!"

You know I'm just fucking with you.

After only laying upstairs for two hours after Charlie left for work, I hear this crazy banging at the door.

I rush downstairs and hope Onyx, my newly-named puppy, is still asleep. As cute as she is, she's always ready to jump around and knock shit over. We'll work on that.

I open the door to a tan-faced Jake and brace myself for the crushing hug that follows.

He shuts the door behind him, somehow doing so mid-hug, "Bells! I feel like I haven't seen you in years! Is that a puppy?"

Oh shit.

Another knock hits the door and I turn away from Jake to open it.

"Edward?"

Edward got two guests and so did Bella lol! Thanks for reading. Review if you want to.