A/N Heyy I'm not gonna say much apart from I'm sorry I couldn't get this out sooner and happy belated New Year!

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But right now I feel like I'm losing control, losing control

Hey, hey, hey, hey
My head is spinning cause of you
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You've no clue what you do
Your the storm, let it rain
You've got eyes like a hurricane

Hey, hey, hey, hey
You've no clue what you do to me

What you do to me by We The Kings

BPOV

Hate early, must kill early.

My eyes flickered open and darted to the clock on top of the mantel piece, it flashed 8.30.

Ali, Rose, and I had pulled the blinds closed before we went to sleep so the living room was still dark; I rubbed my eyes not wanting to get up just yet. I burrowed my head into my cushion trying to get comfortable I closed my eyes and willed myself to sleep, it did no good, once I was awake it was virtually impossible for me to get back to sleep. I rubbed my heavy eyes, sat up and stretched, a loud clanging in the kitchen made me jump up, I hissed when my neck throbbed in pain I slowly rolled it all the way around. I hated having a cricked neck. I suppose it's what you get for sleeping on the floor in a weird position.

I looked down at Ali and Rose who where both spread out in opposite positions to what they fell asleep in. My pillow had moved half way across the room and Alice had thrown her foot over it after I'd moved. I rolled my eyes, slipped my white fluffy slippers on that I had been wearing the night before and padded into the kitchen to investigate. I laughed as I watch Emmett attempted to cut a slice of bread of the loaf with a butter knife, he was hacked away at it completely butchering the entire loaf. I walked over the draw and pulled out the bread knife. Emmet was frowning with concentration. I tapped him on the shoulder he turned and grinned at me before turning back to his masterpiece.

"Hey Bells."

"Hey." I laughed. "You might want to try using this knife instead."

He turned and shot me a playful glare plucking the knife from my hand, making and appreciative sound when the bread started to cut easier, I laughed under my breath. I grabbed the box of Coco Pops from the cupboard and grabbed the milk from the fridge pouring over a large bowl of the cereal; I hummed contently as I started to eat the chocolaty goodness. I looked back over to Emmett to see how he was getting on with his sandwich. He was now trying to attempt to butter his bread with the bread knife.

"What are you doing now?" I sighed.

"Buttering my bread." He muttered in a 'isn't it obvious' tone without looking up from the bread.

"You're using a bread knife." I pointed out baffled, "You're supposed to use the butter knife for that you know." I said as a suggestion, he waved me off.

"Nah, I'm doing it my way." He grins; I hit my head softly with one hand.

"Oh! Of course, you mean the crazy way." I said, rolling my eyes, taking another big spoonful of Coco Pops, I hummed and licked my lips, delicious.

"It's the Emmett way." He said nodding sagely, I laughed and patted him on the shoulder, I walked to the kettle and filled it with water and flicked the switch to start it boiling. "Want a coffee or tea or somethin' Em?" I said through a yawn stretching my hands upwards ringing them together, stretching up onto my tiptoes.

"I'll have a coffee please Bells."

"Okay, I'm gonna go a see if either if the girls want anything." I padded back into the living room, and found the two of them curled up in duvet cocoons wrapped all the way round their necks watching, Friends re-runs, I laughed at the pair, they both turned and stuck out their tongues at me which only made me laugh harder. I lifted both my hands in surrender when they both picked up a pillow each readying to chuck them at me.

"Wait, I surrender." I laughed. "I just came to ask if either of you wanted some coffee or tea or anything, but if you going to chuck pillows at me then I'll just leave." I turned away slowly and started to slowly walk back to the kitchen.

5...4...3...2...1

"No!" I turned grinning, they are so predictable.

"Orders girls?" I drawled pretending to get ready to take down their orders.

"Ooh can I get a skinny latte, with a small dollop of whipped cream." I raised an eyebrow, "fine I'll just have a coffee two sugars, you know how I like it." She winked, I then turned to Alice who grinned still wrapped in her duvet cocoon the only part of her body showing was her face as she'd managed to pull the duvet up over her head and round her chin.

"Alice wants coffee too please!" she chirped, I wasn't sure she need any, she is constantly hyper, I honestly don't know where the energy comes from, also the girl can eat and eat and eat and never gain any weight, she probably has a high metabolism so burns of food quicker. I hate to say it but I'm jealous. She grins at me through her cocoon the duvet having slipped over her eyes only her smile visible, she looks like some kind of Cheshire caterpillar, minus the disappearing and the opium smoking, well no opium that I know of.

Laughing I went back into the kitchen, the kettle clicked and I grabbed four mugs, I made the coffees, I inhaled the smell my mouth watering at the thick smell of coffee. I lifted the mug of coffee to my lips and took a sip, I looked over the rim of the mug spluttering try to contain my laughter when I saw Emmett attempting to eat his "sandwich" it must have been about 5 inches thick the two pieces slanting this way and that . Emmett tilting his head to the side trying to find an angle that he could get his mouth round the hunk of sandwich. I placed my mug down and grabbed Emmett's.

"Here." I offered him the mug, which he took with a grin. "You know not even your big mouth will fit around the sandwich." I teased; he glared at me over the mug.

"Ha ha, you're so funny."

"Oh I know." I laughed and grabbed Ali and Rose's coffee and carrying the mugs into the living room, Alice was still all wrapped up, and Rose was sat leaning against the sofa giggling at the TV. "Orders up girls!" I passed one mug to Rose the coffee with more milk, then the other the darker coffee to Alice who had stuck both hands out of her cocoon, cooing when she brought the mug to her lips.

"Mmm that's some good coffee bells." Alice hummed; I smiled and did a curtsy.

"Glad to be of service madam, now what breakfast orders do the ladies want?" They both grinned at me.

"Ooh Pancakes! No waffles! No eggs! No muffins! Bacon! " I rolled my eyes at the pair, they were both the same they can eat and eat, it's probably why Rose and Emmett are such a good pair, they can both eat inordinate amounts of food. I suppose they also share a love for classic cars, Roses dream car is a Mercury Comet in black preferably with red interior, she wants to buy one and restore it. Her car at the moment is a black 1958 BMW sports car which as I said she saved up for and bought from a local car dealer they were going to junk it but, she bought it and her and Emmett restored it together.

"And bacon!" Emmett called from the kitchen. What did I say? Perfect match.

"Okay, I'll just make a load of everything then we can all eat whatever we want, and yes I'll make some bacon." I rolled my eyes and jogged into the kitchen, passing Emmett as he took his "sandwich" in to the living room. I eyed him sceptically. "Are you sure you'll be able to eat after ingesting that monstrosity?" He just looked at me. "Never mind stupid question, where's Jasper?" I looked around noticing my dear brother hadn't come down stairs yet.

"I think he's still recovering for his gigantic ass kicking I gave him last night." Emmet grinned like a proud child.

"You beat me once, Emmett, once, and that was at four in the morning, I don't even know how you're awake right now." Jasper drawled walking into the kitchen; he ran a hand through his hair pushing the thick blond hair out of his eyes, yawning. Emmett shrugged.

"I got hungry."

"You're always hungry Emmett, What was all the talk about breakfast?" Jasper grinned innocently.

"I'm making breakfast for everyone, so place your orders now otherwise I cannot be held responsible if you don't get what you want." I grinned as I started to lift out all the ingredients for the waffles, pancakes and muffins. I grabbed the bread and searched the fridge and freezer for the bacon, there was none there, I search again in case I had missed it first time round, but alas there was no bacon. I lifted my head out of the freezer and turned to Emmett. "No bacon Em sorry."

"What? You must be mistaken." He pouted then gave me the look.

"Emmett..." I sighed, I knew what he wanted. "I am not going to the shops just to buy you bacon." I shook my head.

"Bella" He whined, pouting even more, Jasper just looked from him to me and rolled his eyes.

"Bella just go, you know what he's like he'll be in a sulk for the rest of the day otherwise, I'll start here it won't take you long." I narrowed my eyes at him; I looked down at my pyjamas, consisting of a tank top and three quarter jogging bottoms, I was too comfy to change and I really couldn't be bothered to go to get bacon. Although the more I thought about the bacon the more I started to crave a huge bacon sandwich. I knew Jasper was right though Emmett was terrible when in a sulk.

"Fine." I sighed. "But don't let Emmett near the cooking; he can't even make cereal without it going wrong." I warned remembering the last time Emmett decided to try and cook anything, he had decided he wanted warm milk on his cereal, so what does he do? He puts the milk in the microwave, bowl, spoon and all, and Emmett being Emmett watched it go round and round in the microwave. Then when the spoon started to spark he ran around the kitchen like a headless chicken screaming bloody murder. It was lucky Alice had got down stairs in time or the whole fucking house would have set on fire.

Emmett grinned at me and scooped me up into a hug, my feet lifting off the ground.

"Thank you Bells."

"You're welcome." I rolled my eyes as he placed me down, I wandered upstairs to my room to get changed, when "I pushed open the door I once again looked down at my pyjamas and sighed, I was way too comfy, eyed my leather jacket, it was warm, if I covered my sweet dreams pyjama top then you would hardly know I was in pyjamas, plus I barely felt the cold anyway. I contemplated sticking a bra on, but decided against it reasoning with myself that I'd be there and back within ten – fifteen minutes.

Plus who am I going to see at this time in the morning?

I pulled on my jacket, plodded downstairs and grabbed my car keys and purse off the side, I glared at them all as I passed through the lounge to see them all snuggled up in the make shift beds on the floor. "You owe me for this Cullen." I grumbled, heading towards the door to brave the elements.

"Love you to Bells." He called, lifted his head from the crook of Rosalie's neck where he had previously been peppering with kisses.

"Pshh it's only because I'm bringing you bacon." I called back, "Oh and Jasper don't forget to start the breakfast, and please do not set anything on fire till I get back; I don't want to miss anything." I got into my truck and drove to the twenty four hour mini mart, which was just a couple of minutes away from the house. I hummed along to the radio, my spirits high all the way to the market, then as soon as I reached the market and there were no cars in the lot, I quickly realized my morning was going to shit. I got out of the car, and walked up to the door.

I groaned as I got closer reading the opening times sheet stuck to the inside of the door, the supposed twenty four hour market wasn't actually open for twenty four hours, and didn't open for another hour at ten thirty. So much for open twenty for hours a day... Great, now I'm going to have to go to Wal-Mart which is another ten minutes away, which not only means I have to stay out longer, but also means I increase the risk of running into someone I know. I walked back to my car cursing Emmett and bacon to high hell, I growled and headed to Wal-Mart, I've gone too far now to turn back, I would get that damn bacon if it's the last fucking thing I do.

I drove all the way to Wal-Mart, determined to be in and out as fast as possible, I'd even endure the self check out if it meant I could get out of there quickly. I pulled up in the Wal-Mart parking lot and pulled up as closer to the door as possible. I jumped out of the truck and jogged towards the sliding doors inside, a cool gust of air hitting me on my way. Just as I stepped in and frowned, I stopped and wiggled my toes around, oh god, just perfect. I looked down to my feet and groaned, I was still wearing my slippers. At first I considered taking them off then I realised my feet would be freezing and it would look impossibly weirder, if I could get out quickly hopefully no one would notice my odd choice in footwear. I just counted my blessing I hadn't stepped in any puddles.

I fought the urge to kick the closet thing in the vicinity, which unfortunately would have been an old lady with a lot of bags looking like she was about to topple over. I let out a breath and strode towards the meat section like a mad woman, white fluffy slippers and all. I breathed a sigh of relief when I reached the fridges and grabbed a couple of packs of bacon, just to be on the safe side. I stood and took a breath in, liking the cold air coming from the freezers, it was weirdly comforting, forgetting myself I unzipped my jacket down a fraction. I opened my eyes breathing out a calming breath; I walked back down towards the checkouts. I walked past the aisle with all the cooking ingredients; I turned might as well gets some chocolate chips for the pancakes whilst I'm here, jogged down the aisle to grab a bag, or two, What? I deserve it! Then turned to leave.

"Edward? Cariño, be a dear and grab me a bag of flour and sugar would you? Were out and you know how your father is with his coffee I swear his dentist bills must be through the roof! And your mother requested I bake an apple pie for after your dinner tomorrow." I froze, oh please, no, oh please, fate don't be so cruel!

"Sure Grace." A familiar voice chuckled, is it not enough that I'm wearing fluffy white slippers and am in my pyjamas with only a jacket to hide that fact, but Edward has to be here. Of all the people fate could have thrown in my way, Edwards footsteps get closer, I turn and bolt doing something only I could do, I ran straight into a huge stack of sugar on the shelf's. Causing a huge sugar avalanche to come pouring down with a loud thud, alerting everyone within a two mile radius that: Bella Swan is here. I might as well have got a sign twirler to follow me around that would have been more inconspicuous than this.

"Shit!" I cursed loudly, I looked up to see Edward just turning the corner I dashed toward the end of the aisle only to turn back and see Edwards brow furrow in confusion.

"Bella?" Bella's not here right now, she's currently dying from mortification, but if you leave your name and number she'll get back to you as soon as she reaches the afterlife, thank you.

"I'm going crazy." He muttered, no, you're not, I am. I sagged against the shelves on the end of the aisle, and let out a breath as I heard his footsteps retreat back down the aisle, thank god. I looked left and right, checking to see if the coast was clear so I could make a mad dash to the checkout. I nodded to myself feeling like some kind of spy. I can just see it now Bella Swan double o clumsy, the most conspicuous spy on the planet.

I clutched my shopping to me tightly, as I jogged down to the checkouts, keeping an eye out for Edward and anyone else I might know, with my luck Lauren would walk in, or the school principal. God, I can just imagine how that would go "Hi Lauren, Principal Greene, I've just popped to Wal-Mart in my pyjamas to grab some bacon for Emmett. The slippers? Oh, well I was just so damn comfy I forgot I was wearing them! Imagine that!" I'm becoming hysterical. I'm losing it. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the flurry of thoughts and emotions inside me. During my minds hysterical episode, my keeping an eye out tactic failed miserably when I walked straight into a woman and her, very heavy, trolley.

"Oh my god I am so sorry, I wasn't paying attention, my mind was elsewhere probably in Europe somewhere." I rambled, flushing bright red when she regarded me with a kind but concerned smile.

"It's all right." She said, her eyes were wide and crinkled at the sides even more so as she smiled, they were a smooth hazel brown, a similar colour to her hair which had a few silver strands threw it, she wore light blue jeans with tattered bottoms and a dusky pink sweater. She then started to bend over to collect some of the things she had dropped; I dropped down immediately to help, feeling guilty. She looked up at me her brows furrowed. "Oh no, no you don't have to do that." Her voice had an accent to it, Portuguese or Spanish or Mexican, Accents weren't my strongest point.

"Please, it's the least I can do after walking into you." I assured her smiling sheepishly. "I tend to cause havoc wherever I go." I rambled, my hands gesturing wildly as I placed the bread and other things I had just picked up back into her trolley, she laughed softly, and placed a calming hand on my arm.

"Calm down, it's not the end of the world." She laughed kindly.

"I know, my whole mornings got to crap, sorry about my swearing." I looked at her apologetically. "All I wanted was to get some bacon for breakfast for me and my friends, but everything that could possibly have gone wrong has."

"I'm sure it's not as bad as you think." She said as we both bent down to collect some more of the dropped items. "Just remember it could be worse."

"I suppose." I sighed; I stood, placed the last few items back in her trolley and brushed my hands on my trousers. "Again I'm really sorry."

"Would you stop apologizing, I'm just grateful you stopped to help not many people would have done. Thank you ..." She trailed of questioningly.

"Bella, I'm Bella Swan."

"I'm Grace." Alarm bells went off in my head, thinking back to Edward and who he had been talking too earlier I berated myself, now I'm just being paranoid there's probably over a million graces in this country alone, she frowned as if something was bothering her, then the penny dropped in her expression. "Swan? The chief's daughter?" She asked sounding pleasantly surprised, I nodded.

"That would be me." Forks isn't a large place, so practically everyone knows everyone, it can be both a blessing and a curse, there are the few people who live on the edge of town on the more expensive area, which is a minority as the private schools are out closer to the city, but most people knew Charlie from around anyway, Me, Rose and Jasper were lucky because the town is small and we grew up with the people we currently go to school with the fact Charlie is the chief of police never really became an issue as everyone was use to it. We weren't always favourites to invite to party's which being who are dad was, wasn't all that surprising, but we weren't ostracized because of it. Grace had started to reply when a voice calling her name stopped her before she could.

"Grace?" the voice was low masculine and just the person whom I had been wishing it wasn't. You have got to be kidding me!

"Over here Edward!" She called over her shoulder, she looked back at me. "You go to Forks High school don't you?" she asked, I knew where this was going, I nodded quickly my pulse racing, I just wanted to get out of there. I had once again become hyper aware of what I was wearing, rather than moments ago when I had completely forgotten.

"Yeah I... Um yeah I do, why?" I shifted my weight and looked over my shoulder feigning interest in the sale on jam on the shelf close by.

"My Edward goes there, Edward Mason you wouldn't happen to know him would you?" she asked.

"Yes, Yeah I do." Better than you think... I didn't think she'd want the details so I answered simply; "He's in a couple of my classes actually." I tested my hands together in front of me hearing his advancing footsteps coming from the adjacent aisle, I was lucky enough to be hidden by the wide end of the aisle, so until he turned the corner he wouldn't see me, I still had time to make a speedy exit.

"How lovely such a small world! He's just coming now, why don't you stay and say hello." She said.

"I mustn't, I have to get back, make sure my brother hasn't burnt the house down, but it was lovely meeting you." I rambled nervously, she laughed heartily.

"You too Bella, well then I mustn't keep you, I'll tell Edward you said hello then."

"Sure." I smiled not wanting to be rude. "Bye." I just turned to leave and began to walk away when I heard another voice behind me.

"Grace who were you talking to?"

"Bella Swan very nice girl,"

"Bella?"

"Yes, she just up ahead Cariño look." Please god don't.

"Bella!" I turned slowly and smiled.

"Hi!" I greeted cheerfully,

"Hey" He looked at me strangely, can you blame him?

"I was just talking to Bella about you; she said you knew each other." His eyebrows shot up, eyes searching my face to see if I had told her how we know each other, he shoulders tense.

"She said you have a couple of classes together." Some of the tension melted from his shoulders but he still regarded me curiously.

"Yeah, we do." Edward confirmed. Grace smiled cheekily and looked between the two of us, I didn't like that look.

"I'll leave you too alone, I'm sure you want to talk without me plus I'm sure your brother can manage to keep the house fire free for a little while longer." She grinned and carried on walking turning down another aisle muttering something under her breath. An awkward silence fell over the two of us, he hadn't seemed to notice my odd attire, we I was hugely thankful for, I scrambled for something, anything to say.

"So... your mom seems lovely." I said, hazarding a guess, I didn't want to guess she was his grandmother, if she wasn't Edward or Grace or both of them might find that insulting at least if I guess mother and I'm wrong grace might take it as a compliment, although she could be neither, which means it could be taken as a compliment or an insult. I was stopped with my inner ramblings when he spoke a soft smile on his lips.

"She's not my mom." He chuckled; he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand looking incredible awkward all of a sudden. "She my family's maid." My eyebrows shot up. Now that I didn't expect

"Oh, you go grocery shopping with your maid?" I asked surprised, the word maid sounding foreign on my lips. I watched the tips of his ears go pink, I couldn't understand why though; I thought it was sweet, completely and utterly unexpected, but really sweet.

"I ...Well...Yeah, I do." He brought his hand from the back of his neck into his hair tugging at it. "She needed some extra hands, so I uh, volunteered." He looked at me, his eyes urging me not to ask anything else; I nodded softly digesting the information. A smirk broke out across his face. "Nice Pyjamas." My eyes shot up from the ground up to his eyes, then widening. I had temporarily forgotten my clothing situation.

"Right, thanks." I muttered, not wanting to elaborate on the subject, I'd rather not retell the tale of my morning, I scramble through my mind for an excuse to get out of there when I remember I could just tell him the truth, or well the bent truth I told Grace, his maid, I still couldn't quite get my head around that. "I have to go, can't keep Emmett waiting he'll want his bacon, has the patience and attention span of a gnat that one." I laughed going into full ramble mode.

"Sure... I'll see you Monday then." He grinned looking me up and down, then shook his head laughing. I cocked my head to the side. "Are you feeling a little cold?" He chuckled, was this some kind of pick up line?

"No..." I answered thoroughly confused, this only seemed to make him laugh harder; I smile confused and turned to leave. "Well I'll see you."

"Sure." He chuckled; I shook my head as I walked away. "Bella! One last thing, you do know it's rude to point." I turned all the way back and frowned, what the hell was he talking about sensing my confusion, his gaze travelled down my body until he was staring unabashedly at my chest. I brought my hands up to put them over my chest, feeling all kinds of self conscious, my eyes widening when I realised what he was talking about. I hadn't zipped up my jacket, and we were stood by one of the freezer aisles, I looked down and saw that not only was my sweet dreams pyjama shirt on show, but my nipples had decided to make an appearance too. Now that's just the cherry on top of my craptastic morning. I blushed bright red and Edward let out another laugh, winking at me cheekily before walking passed me his shoulders shaking with laughter.

Please, just let the floor swallow me up.

I zipped up my jacket all the way to the top covering my whole chest so my nipples couldn't make a comeback appearance. I speed walked to the self checkout, I scanned the things as fast as I could without wanting to punch whoever recorded the voice for the machine, it had to be one of the most frustrating things on the planet especially when I just wanted to get out of there. I snatched the bag and jogged out of there as soon as the machine told me to; please take my items.

I broke into a run as soon as I was out of the shop and climbed in my car as fast as I could; stopping for only a second to take a breath, then sped out of there, giving any race driver a run for their money.

A/N Hope you liked it! sneak peeks as always!

I'll get the next chapter up ASAP

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