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College. Yepp, I'm finally in college. I'm sorry I take so long, I hope you understand that I just got started with my finales this week, so bear with me! I always deliver in the summer months I promise you!

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Megan

Chapter Four: Gypsy

BPOV

I walked up the stairs to my dance lesson; I was almost late again, because Rosalie and Alice had to have their chat about their new found loves. This time I remembered everything I needed. I brought my leotard and my tights, I was kind of proud of myself, to be honest. I walked into his cabin and he was sitting there, talking to Tanya.

"Hi," I said quietly, feeling slightly awkward.

"Can I help you?" Tanya asked, her face was tear stained, and she looked as though she hadn't slept.

"She has a lesson, Tanya. Give the kid a break." Edward chastised her, she rolled her big blue eyes and looked at him, as if he were sticking a knife painfully into her side.

"Did you tell Mike?" She asked, I looked at her, a surprised expression wearing on my face.

"Why would I tell Mike?" I asked as if I were some innocent little girl. I didn't tell Mike, but I did tell Rosalie and Alice. They said something must have been very wrong.

"Well, because it's his." Tanya said in a voice as if she were talking to a child. I looked down and bit my lower lip.

"Well I'm sure if you tell him he'll-"

"No, ya don't get it Bella. He already knows. Not everyone is like a great knight in shinning armor." She scoffed at my belief that everyone should take responsibility for their actions. Especially Mike.

"Well, won't he want to get rid of it? I'm sure he'll put up the money." I said quietly.

"He doesn't care." Tanya said, "to him, I'm just a whore." Tanya shook her head and took a sip of water that was setting on the table.

"Oh," that was all I could manage to say. That's all I really wanted or cared to say, anyways. She was distressed, and I was a little more than confused as to why someone wouldn't take responsibility for this.

It's a life. A beautiful, worthy life. Every life should be celebrated, not mourned and unwanted. Mike didn't want this baby; he didn't want to face the facts that it was his baby. But indeed, it was. And he was going to have to face it. I was going to make him.

"I'll just-" I was about to leave when Edward stood up, and shook his head.

"No, Bella, stay. Tanya, I'll talk to you tomorrow. Bella and I have some plans to go over." Edward said, pushing her aside. Tanya got up, as if he was a big brother and she hugged him, her head going into his muscular chest, and her hands going around his neck. He kissed the top of her forehead and let go of her as she walked out.

"Sorry about that," He said as he turned to me, I was already heading to the vanity.

"It's fine, I understand completely." I said quietly. Edward laughed and shook his head, his hand behind his neck, scratching, thinking of a way to help his friend out. I sighed and got on my leotard and the tights and I was ready to go.

"You know, you're late." He stated quietly, I laughed and looked down.

"Yeah, croquette ran late again." I mumbled as I walked over to him, standing straight.

"Wanna try the mambo again?" He asked quietly, I nodded my head, biting my lower lip, feeling indifferent.

After two hours of me almost or already stepping on his feet at least 10 times, we were finished. I had learned the mambo; I just needed to perfect it. A plan was still going through his mind about Tanya, she was really upset, and I would be too… Mike, what a slimy grease ball of a person; getting Tanya pregnant and then not helping her to take care of the problem? What a jerk. A grade A jerk.

"You did well," he complimented as he sat down Indian style. I did the same and looked into his deep green eyes.

"What's she going to do?" I asked patiently.

"Try to get a doctor to abort it." Edward said quietly, I looked down, biting my lip.

I was saving up for a pair of skis and ski boots I really wanted to buy that matched Rosalie's perfectly. I could do without them, because I was bad at skiing anyways. And Rosalie would really be mad if I did that.

"That's expensive." I commented, "and kind of not allowed." I mumbled.

"Illegal, you can say it. It's illegal." Edward bit his lower lip.

Such beautiful lips shouldn't be abused like that. Ever. Not unless it was by a woman.

What?

I just sounded like a romance books my mom reads! How could I think that! I am a well-rounded young lady who should not be thinking like that! I shook the thoughts from my head.

"What would you say if I could get the money?" I asked, now biting my own lip, he looked at me, his eyes hopeful.

"You could talk to Mike?" He asked; his words in a jumble.

"Uh, yeah." I said quietly. "He kind of has a thing for me." I felt self-conscious about the whole thing. I feel completely gross for him being all over me and me being so nice to him.

"That'd be swell, like, that'd be really great!" Edward's voice came over as an excited mess.

"Sure," I agreed, biting my thumb nail, waiting for the plan about tonight.

"So I'll meet you at ten thirty at the night social, and then we'll go to a party up here for people who work here." Edward said scratching his head.

"A party like the ones at the resort?" I asked quietly.

"No… A little more… intense." Edward said quietly and uncomfortably.

"Oh, okay sounds great." I said as I stood up, going over to get changed.

"You remembered how to count," Edward said smiling lightly, I nodded my head.

"Yeah I practice on the stairs." I said smiling as I changed into my outfit.

"That's great." Edward said absent mindedly. I walked out from the vanity and looked at him, he was looking at a book, it seemed old and worn, it was 'The Pride and the Prejudice' by Jane Austin. I smiled, it was my favorite too.

"So, I'll see you tonight?" I questioned, calling his green eyes to fall onto my brown ones. He smiled and nodded his head yes.

"Yes, tonight." He said as he put his book down and walked over to the screen door to open it in a gentlemen like fashion.

I walked to my cabin where Rosalie and Alice stood, waiting. They've been waiting for a few minutes because I was talking to Edward. Rosalie looked bored and unimpressed by the smile I offered. She rolled her eyes as I bit my lip nervously; obviously I've had this problem since I was younger and it shows signs of anxiety, embarrassment, or awkwardness.

"What is it, Bella?" Rosalie asked as she picked at her nails, not really caring how disgusting her nails would get because of it.

"I just… I need to think of something, that's all." I said quietly. Rosalie rolled her eyes and grabbed my arm.

"Don't do this Bella. This isn't your problem." Rosalie said bitterly.

"She's in trouble, Rose! How can I sit back and watch that?" I asked looking down shamefully.

"Easy, forget about it. She's just another girl who did something stupid with some creep and now it's their problem. You did your part by getting Edward to find her. Leave it." Rosalie said as she pulled me to the croquette course for another game, we didn't settle our three way tie. I looked over at Alice, who nodded in agreement. I nodded my head and decided to put it in the back of my head, trying not to associate my thoughts with that at the time. It was time to be with my best friend and sister.

Rosalie spoke nothing but of Emmett. He was giving her lessons on the water today, and she was so ecstatic. Rosalie was falling for Emmett and his large smile, large muscular frame, and his loveable personality

"I cannot wait until I get to see that body in a bathing suit." Rose said in a dream filled voice as she putted her red croquette ball into the next arch way. Alice took her step near her blue ball and got into a stance to putt hers next to Rosalie's hopefully surpassing it.

"Honestly, I've ever met anyone as interesting as Jasper. He knows so much about history, it's insane! I mean, did you know that General Custard gave himself his own stars?" Alice said in a bewildered state.

"No, nor did I really care to." Rose said as she bit her lip, looking at the blue ball passing her red one. I was in the lead, my green ball showing closest to the last arch.

"Well, I find it absolutely interesting. He retains so much information!" Alice pondered on the information as I walked up and putted my croquette into the last arch way, smiling in victory. Rose made a disgusted sound and rolled her eyes as she walked up to get her ball and Alice did the same.

"You always win." Rose snuffed in a jealous tone.

"Sorry," I said quietly; I knew I was the best player.

We all decided to walk slow back to our cabins which were closest to each other. Rosalie was talking about Mr. Newton and how she suspects he's cheating on Mrs. Newton with some woman named Stephanie Myers. She's an author and wanted to take her vacation here for some reason. She is single and eligible for marriage, as we all know, but she keeps to herself. I've seen her walking along the pier, scrawling in a notebook; probably describing a scene in her book similar to the one that she was at, at the time. I politely disagreed with Rosalie, explaining Miss Myer's disposition and how sweet she is and how shy she was. Rose dismissed this subject when her thoughts were proven nothing more than thoughts.

"Personally, I think he is probably cheating on her." Alice chirped, I nodded my head and smiled at her.

"Oh for sure, Mike had to learn it somewhere." I said laughing to myself. Rose and Alice turned toward me, shocked by what I had just said and unsure of what it meant.

"Come again?" Alice asked looking at me like I were insane. I looked down and scratched my arm subconsciously.

"Well, I assume Mike is a cheater. I've heard a lot about him around here as of recent. He seems like a real tool." I said as I walked in front of the two girls who were standing there stunned.

"Bella, you can't just go assuming that stuff, even if someone has told you. You have no proof." I heard someone call behind me. It was my mother and Claire. I turned purple.

"I was just joking…" I mumbled quietly.

"I'd hope so. Mike is a polite young man; he seems like a good match for you." Claire said smiling at me as she patted my shoulder.

"Thanks," I said as I shrugged away from the attempt to be warm and walked fast to catch up to Rose and Alice who were muttering things to each other.

"Who told you that stuff about Mike?" Alice inquired as we got dressed in our dinner clothes.

"Nobody…" I said quietly as I pulled my red blouse over my head and fixed it on my person. I placed on my pants and waited for them to finish their outfits as well. We were almost matching in our outfits. They all were different colors, but the same style. The only difference is, is that they had more sense of fashion than I did and they added small things to their outfits to make it cuter than mine. I was plain. I was okay with that, though. Edward seemed to like that I was plain.

"Bella, you're a liar." Alice snorted as she fixed her jet black hair that she got from her father.

"I know… I can't say, just trust me when I say I'm right." I stated quietly, I looked over at Rosalie who nodded at Alice. I never lied, why start now?

Bernard and my father were talking about how good the football teams are going to be this year and how much they're looking forward to buying season tickets to their favorite teams. I didn't really pay attention, I was too distracted by Mike who was walking over to us. He sat down next to me, of course. I groaned internally.

"I need to speak to you." I whispered quietly, taking his attention away from the beef roast that was on his plate. I looked down at my own plate that held the same contents, only more because I lost my appetite by sitting beside this low life.

"Go ahead." Mike's chin was turned down toward the table, his eyes staring at his own plate that had held a few morsels still.

"You know Tanya is pregnant with your baby, right?" I whispered, not making eye contact or letting anyone know we were being secretive. Mike made a bitter laugh under his breath.

"Tanya is the type of girl to pin it on anyone, Bella. You know that." Mike said shaking his head. "You think I'm going to give up my salary here that will buy me books in college, because some bimbo I had sex with ended up pregnant, who, I may add, probably had sex with every guy around here?" Mike laughed and took a sip of his lemon water and shook his head. "No thank you." He laughed again.

I bit my lip in order to hold back some tears of frustration that threated to come through. I did something I didn't think I was capable of. I spilled my drink all over him, my face in shock of my 'accident'. Everyone made a big fuss to clean it up, and as they did, I whispered to Mike.

"You make me sick. Stay away from me, stay away from my sister, and stay away from my best friend." I said as I got up to leave to go dry off. My mother followed close in tow behind me.

"What an awful accident, are you feeling yourself, Bella." Renee asked, I nodded my head yes.

"Yes, just a bit dizzy." I walked to my room and asked to be left alone for the rest of the night, possibly having something contagious and not wanting to pass it around to anybody. Mother and Rosalie agreed, Alice kissed my cheek and told me to give a yell if I needed anything. I just lay in bed and nodded my head at the instructions they gave me if I needed them for some reason.

Lying in bed there were several things I realized. A, this was the first time I've lied and faked being sick. B, I've never done something so bold and daring before in my life. C, Mike is a scumbag who needed to be taught a lesson about being a man. It's just hard to believe how much I've changed in the course of a week. I knew turning 17 had to be some sort of big milestone; I just wasn't sure how big of one it was going to be. Now I know, I guess…

I drifted off into a light sleep when I heard a tap on my door. Edward. I got out of my bed and filled it with pillows and covered it up all the way that it would seem that I was somehow underneath there. I got on a good outfit and came out side. He was waiting, leaning up against a post, smiling at me. My breath was taken away. He was in street clothes sort of. Instead of black dress pants and a white button down dress shirt he wore faded blue jeans, sneakers, and a button down light blue pin striped shirt. He looked relaxed against the post. His smile looked warmer than the day was, and his eyes looked deeper than the ocean.

Wait… do I hear myself think? Get ahold of yourself Bella!

"Hey," I greeted smiling at him, he smiled back.

"Hello." He said as he offered me his arm. I took his arm slowly and he pulled me in the opposite direction of the dining hall where everyone was enjoying some comedian or something.

"So where are we going?" I asked casually as we walked through a small clearing of trees, he hushed me and just smiled in the moonlight. I could barely see any of the color in his eyes as he lead me to a dark dirt path. I just followed him, what did I have to lose? I mean, other than possibly my life, because this dirt path did not feel reliable at all. There were several dents in the path, several ledges going off into a large downward slope.

"We're here." He said as I saw dim lights in run down cabins that sort of resembled mine. I looked and I saw small shadows of people in the windows, I heard music that sounded semi loud all the way over here. Surprising, it must be really loud inside. I may just lose my hearing.

Inside the first eyes I met were Alice's and Rosalie's. They were here too? The money that I was caring in my pocket felt awfully heavy now…