A/N: I am a horrible person, thats what I am, a horrible person. I promise you updates and I DONT give them. Well, in return, I wrote a slightly longer chapter to hopefully bide you over untill I get the next one out...and giving my track record, tht will me next augest. Oh well. Hope you all enjoy.

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BPOV

That's…..that's definitely not Jane. Is he cheating? WHY IS HE STILL KISSING HER? Two thoughts ran through my mind, the first being; KILL THE CHEAT! The second thought was the one the tiny little voice in my head I called a conscience screamed; "MURDER IS FREAKING ILLEGAL" or something along those lines. "It's only illegal if you get caught!" I screamed law, it's always getting in the way. I walked up behind Jake as quietly as possible, not that he would notice he was still kissing the 'not-Jane', as I had taken to calling her. She was definitely not Jane, with her coppery skin and raven black hair falling needle straight to her lower back. Her face was heart-shaped and flawless. Damn, why does she have to be so pretty? When they finally pulled away, Jake opened his big mouth and said (far too happily in my opinion) "See I told you!" OOOOOH so now they were on talking terms. Well logically that made sense, they were just kissing, but I'm angry, screw logic. I tapped Jake on the shoulder lightly and watched as his face morphed from happiness to horror. Damn straight, I'd be afraid of my too if I was in his position. Part of me screamed out 'EXECUTION FIRST, TRAIL AFTER'…but then realised I am far to mature for that and that I would hear his side first. Well….more or less. I reached up and grabbed his ear and proceeded to drag him at the building, not very gently at that. "Bella let go, LET GO THIS HURTS"

Good.

"So Jake….who, was that?" I asked sweetly, his ear still between my thumb and index-finger. I gave his ear a vindictive little tweak for good measure to let him know that bull-shit would NOT be appreciated. "Bella she was just an old girlfriend" Jake gritted out through clenched teeth. Did he NOT realise that her being an ex-girlfriend made things worse? "Jacob, dear, I have old boyfriends too, but, I DON'T FREAKING KISS THEM" I declared calmly….as possible while yelling. "No, no, no you don't understand, she came here because she still felt things for me; I kissed her to prove there was nothing between us!" He exclaimed as he looked me in the eye. Well he tried to look me in the eye, but he was kind of in an awkward position being twisted around by the ear AND bending over. If that was the truth….well…I may have over reacted. "There are other ways to prove that you realise?" I tell him, releasing his ear. When he stood up straight, it was hard to imagine that I had him in pain, nearly on his knees. Damn, I must be awesome, or ridiculously violent, or a combination of them both. I like to think that it's just that I'm awesome. "I know, I know, please don't tell Jane. I-I want to tell her myself" Jake said, looking down ashamed. That's the Jake I knew (not the kissing random girls part, the part about wanting to tell Jane part). "Okay Jake, but don't let me catch you doing this again….wait no, don't DO this again!" I say jokingly as I gently nudge his arm. He smiled at me and threw his arm around my shoulder and we walked back to the 'club' again.

"So like, what? She just shows up out of nowhere and is all like 'JAKE I LOVE YOU!" and you were like 'Babe, let me kiss the love out of you!" I said jokingly. Just because I had calmed down, does not mean I didn't want to know all the details. "No, she actually transferred to the University in town, you know, Valley-Green University." Jake replied smiling. I knew a little bit about Valley-Green. It was this schools rival school or something. I'm not quite sure, it seemed a little silly to me. This school was a school for the arts, while Valley-Green was more of a sport focused school. They had one of the best football teams in all the state. I was never very good at sports; actually, I was clumsy as all hell. The only activity that involved moving my legs that didn't result in my face becoming best friends with the floor was dancing. SURPRISE! Yeah join the rest of the surprised people. I was actually thinking of pursuing dancing as my major, but my love of music and singing kind of stopped that dream. "So she heard that I had come to this school, and she wanted to visit. I haven't seen her since high school. Maybe it was just the fact that we haven't seen each other in a while that made her think there might be something left." Jake continued. Oh right, he was still talking. "I told her there wasn't, but she wouldn't take no for an answer. I told her that if I kissed her, and she didn't feel anything, then she had to leave all romantic ideas in the past. I was right, she was wrong, and the rest is history." He finished with a dramatic hand gesture, holding the back of his hand to his forehead, giving the impression that the whole thing was hard to talk about. I had to laugh at his antics. It didn't matter what age we were, Jake never failed to make me laugh, even when we were 9 in forks and he had that little crush on me. Jake smiled back at me and held the door open. I walked in and noticed that they were changing some things up. They had extended the stage out, making more room for the dancers and the musicians. They also had widened the seating area for people having dinner had changed. The centre in front of the stage was now a sort of dance-floor, it wasn't huge, but it was big enough to be comfortable. The tables were gone, replaced with comfortable looking booths around the walls with comfy red leather seats. The lighting had improved as well. Instead of those depressing florescent lights were gone, replaced by professional lighting for the stage, coloured lights and UV lights for the dance-floor for when the restaurant section closed down. The lights around the booths were warm and inviting. Two new features of the whole club were near the back was what look liked a very professional bar area. The second new thing was a stone pizza oven that really warmed up the whole room. All and all the whole place looked fantastic.

"When did they do all this? It's amazing" I exclaimed walking in. "They've been working on it for a week I think. The owner was really making some money with all the business it was getting. Shows almost all the time really bring in the money" Jake said. Had it really been a week? When had she last preformed here? I let out a whistle of appreciation. "Here I have to go, I will see you later at dinner, and remember don't tell Jane okay?" Jake smiled. I have Jake one last parting smile before he left and I walked around. The red leather seats were comfy as I had thought. I was going to walk over to the bar when I saw a depressing, emotional hunched over figure in front of what looked like a glass of water….could be vodka actually. No need to be Sherlock to know who this was; Edward. I decided to skip the angst that radiated from his barstool. I walked backstage to see if that had improved. It had, and when I saw my band friends walk in, I decided that maybe it was a good time to start rehearsing. After a few rough starts, and a lot of laughing and joking around we finally got some good practise in. After what seemed like five minutes, but was probably like an hour, I was feeling thirsty, and I knew I was going to have to go to the bar.

I walked back over to the bar part and notice Edward was still there, staring into his glass of water (not vodka if the smell, or lack there for of, was anything to go by), head resting on his crossed arms. "What got you down" I ask. I may as well be polite. "I'm sorry about earlier Bella, I really am not gay" he said, looking up at me with effortless puppy dog eyes. He sounded so morose, I almost felt bad for him. I put my arm on his shoulder and give him a shake. "Oh cheer up, I know that. You're known as a WOMANISER, not a man-eater." He looked up at me again, and a small, almost shy, crooked smile took over his face. "So other than me crashing your room, how was your day?" he asked, still with that shy half smile with his head on his arms. He almost looked cute. "Other than you…it wasn't bad, almost good" I smile sitting down beside him. He pouted and nudged me with his hand. I had to laugh. "Okay, okay. Even you crashing my room was funny, it definitely made my day" I say looking at him. He smiled then, and for one second my heart seemed to beat a little faster. This Edward, right here, the one who smiled and joked with me and did not try to get in my pants, this is the one I liked. I could actually be friends with this Edward. A busty waitress came up to Edward and leaned forward. "Mr Cullen, are you sure all you want is a glass of water?" She said trying to look in his eyes. Edward didn't look though. He kept his eyes on me; his smile was so heart-breaking and shy. Was this what girls saw in him? Was he playing me? That thought cast a shadow of doubt over me. "Edward?" the waitress said again. "All I want is to talk to Bella" he said, still looking at me. The waitress shot me a downright evil look and stormed away. I smiled at Edward then and patted his shoulder. "If you want to talk to me you're going to have to have wait until after my show" I smiled as I walked away, backstage to get ready. The… I don't even know what to call this place anymore 'club', 'restaurant', 'eccentric art school venue for people trying to break out in the world'. I'm not sure; I'll call it club pizza. My goodness I want a pizza.

"BELLA!" a shrill voice called. Sounds like….Alice. As much as I love that ball of fashion loving, sugar high fairy, I had a show to get ready for. "Bella, dear, what are you wearing" She said as she looked me up and down. Well, I had changed my mind on what to wear. I decided to keep the blue tank top, and black skinny jeans, but instead of ballet flats, I went with like five inch black strappy heals. I didn't really want to keep the cane, but in these shoes, it acted more as safety support instead of a prop. The top hat now had a white ribbon around the base of it, with grey spiral-like flames. A white, gothic elegant butterfly on the blue tank top started at my waist slightly to the side, with elegant white spirals trailing after it, seemingly attached to its wings. The black skinny jeans had the same white elegant spirals near the hem, which seemed to crawl up the leg like ivy at the side of the jeans, the spirals tapered off, and leaving only one long white spiral to reach the belt hoops. "Hey I like what I'm wearing" I said defensively. That when I noticed the sparkle in Alice's eye. "I know me too. Where did you get those jeans?" She asked clinging to my arm with stars in her eyes. "I don't know, wall mart?" I said. It really wasn't my big concern. The owner of the club came out then, an aging man with peppered black hair and laugh lines around dark eyes. "Hey, Ms Swan, I was wondering if I could have a word with you." He said, and I walked over. "As a new business rule, we are only going to have light music, you know, acoustic and all, while people are eating, so I was wondering if you could wait for your big number till we switch over to the club. Unless you're willing to sing an acoustic song to begin with" He said. Well, bummer. "Oh sure, I'd be happy to sing" I said, my mouth moving without me realising what I was saying.

Great that means I have to come up with a song, and change, because I was dressed for a party. The owner smiled and walked away while I went back and told Alice. Her eyes lit up once more as she proclaimed that she was going to dress me. She hastily grabbed my hand and all but shot off like a rocket. The next minute I was in her room sitting on her bed. Alice didn't have a room-mate, a feat I never managed to find out how she pulled off. Another thing was HOW DID WE GET HERE SO FAST. I swear Alice has like vampire speed sometimes. After she had thrown so many clothes at me (like so many, that bedroom floors look at me and go "damn, she has a lot of clothes on her"), she left to let me pick what I liked. I finally settled on a dark forest green , off the shoulder flowing t-shirt that exposed enough cleavage that kept it modest enough for dinner time. With that I chose a pair of white short-shorts. I put on some white doll shoes just before Alice barged in and pushed me onto a stool in front of her vanity. She put my hair up in ringlets and pinned half my hair up, and let the other half cascade over my shoulder. She did my make up (light mascara and lip gloss) and finally a pair of white stud ear-rings. She kind of smiled, but mainly just analysed her work. When she was satisfied she grabbed my hand and we were of again. By the time we arrived back at Club Pizza, the booths had filled up, and the people were enjoying pizza and other dishes. Hah, success in naming this place Club Pizza. I saw that there was a stool in the middle of the stage, and that beside it sat a man tuning a guitar on another stool. Was he who I was to sing with? Oh wait, it was just Darren. I smiled and walked over to him. He smiled at me and we looked out over the crowd that we were to sing for. I saw Jake and Jane sitting at a booth sharing a pizza and I had to smile, less than half a day ago I had his ear in a death grip. I also saw Edward talking to that girl I met in the library that one time, Sarah or something like that. They seemed friendly enough, but apparently nothing more as Edward kept shooting glances back at me. He smiled and I smiled back. When the girl spotted me she also smiled and gave a wave. I smiled back and continued to search the crowd. It was nice to see everyone, I even saw Jasper with Alice, someone I very rarely saw. Rosalie and Emmet were sitting with some of their friends that I didn't recognise.

I took my seat on the stool and one of the new professional lights focused on me, creating my own spotlight. The rest of the lights seemed to dim and people seemed to stop eating to watch. It was time for my show. I was shocked when I realised that I never told Darren what I was singing. I leaned over a quickly whispered the song in his ear, and he looked confused. I was so worried that he didn't know, but he quickly strummed it out, so I let out a relieved sigh. I smiled out at the crowd. I tilted my head and I let the show begin.

A/N: You likey? I do hope you did. My writing style has changed just a tad. I hope you all enjoyed, Ill update...again. Tell me what you think. Review, Fav, do what you like!