Bella

The next day was done is a rush. It was Friday night, tomorrow was prom. Everyone everywhere was going on and on about what they were wearing, who they were going with, etc. It was hectic the entire day. Pretty soon my whole group of friends had figured out that i was going with Mike. Most of them had congratulated us but one person wasn't too happy. Jessica had been glaring at me the entire day. It wasn't my fault that Mike hadn't wanted to go with her. I wasn't even sure why he wanted to go with me!

Mike was determined to wear a black tuxedo with blue lapels. That meant that i had to find something blue to match his. He had his outfit planned a week ahead of me. I had to hurry and find something that suited me.

"Blue will compliment you Bella." he had said at lunch.

"I haven't even went to the store yet Mike." i said laughing.

"Well, do it after school. I wouldn't want my partner showing up in the wrong color. That would be disastrous!"

I had laughed at that. Mike was cheerful the entire day. I was even happy myself. I couldn't wait for school to end so i could go and find something at the store. I had checked my savings last night and i had a good enough amount of money. I needed to find a nice blue dress with matching shoes. I could ask my mother for help but i doubt she would give it to me. I barely seen her anyway lately. She was always working late at the store.

When art class came around i was a little nervous. Edward was taking Rosalie so he was definitely going. He would probably look gorgeous in his tuxedo, Rosalie looking amazing standing beside him. I pushed my jealousy aside. If they were happy, so was i. I took my usual seat and waited for class to begin. Edward slid into his seat at his usual timing. The bell rang soon after.

My art teacher stood in front of the class and began his speech. His speeches were becoming more frequent now that school was coming to an end.

"I will be sad too see this class go. You will be moving onto bigger and better things, well most of you anyway." he said. The class laughed.

"As always, i wish to remind you that your projects will need to be done before the last week of school. It is paramount that you put as much detail as possible into this activity. Some of you are trying to get scholarships. This good mark on your record, so to speak, will help you along. Especially those that are pursuing a career in the field of the arts. Do your best and everything shall come after." He paused before continuing. "Also i know that tomorrow is an important day for all you young ladies and gentlemen, may i remind you to use proper behavior tomorrow? As you all should know i am one of your chaperon's. Please don't make me send one of you home for improper behavior."

The class laughed a little at that. I wasn't to concerned. I wasn't planning on doing anything improper that night. I was just going to a dance with a friend. I had been more concerned on what he said about the scholarships. I needed to make sure my project was ready. I turned to Edward, his eyes were busy looking at his journal. He was turned to me so i couldn't see anything but the cover.

"Ready for tomorrow?" i ask, trying to act casual.

"Yes, Rosalie is determined to wear pink...I hate pink."

I chuckled just a little, trying to banish the jealousy. Edward would look good in any color.

"Well i will be seeing you there. You cant look too awful in pink."

"Your going with that Mike kid right?" he asked.

"Yeah we have been friends since the start of the year." i say.

"Well i hope you have fun."

"Thanks, you too." i reply.

We spent the rest of the day talking about what we were going to do for the final end of our project. Edward wouldn't let me look at his journal no matter how hard i tried. It made me wonder what was inside? I didn't want to pressure him. It was obviously something important that he needed to keep hidden, for now at least.

"You do know that at the end of the year, i will need to see it." i said at the end of class.

"Of course, but its just not the right time for you to see it now."

He gathered up his things and left the room. I honestly didn't know what to make of that. It wasn't the right time for me to see it? What could possibly be inside that i couldn't see? I was puzzled by that the whole day. Even on the bus ride home i couldn't get that out of my mind. Why could possibly be so secretive that he had to hide it from me? I guess i would find out at the end of the year.

When i got home, i wasted no time. I ran upstairs and got my money and out the door i went. It took me some time walking down to Sally's Apparel. Sally's was a store that i went into often but never had the nerve to buy anything. It was all fancy dresses and outfits. I skimmed over the dress section. There was almost nothing left in the smaller size section. It seemed like a lot of girls had already picked it clean. I was actually glad in that moment to be bigger than most of the girls in my school.

I found a section for my size and started looking. I found a few that were beautiful. One was a knee length baby blue with a low cut at the chest. It was pretty but i wanted something elegant. I kept looking until i found the right one. It was a light blue and it was something i had never seen before. It was long and covered most of my legs except for a slit up the right thigh. It was low cut at the top but not slutty. It had ruffles along the hem so that when i walked it flared around. It was beautiful and i was in love with it. It was a strapless dress and i wouldn't have to wear a bra with it. I couldn't have found anything more perfect. I tried it on and it fit wonderfully.

I took it to the cashier along with a pair of black heels. I wasn't used to the whole heel wearing business but i could figure it out. They were small heels anyway, i wasn't going to kill myself. I hoped. I paid for the items and walked home with a happier mood. I had everything that i needed. I was going to go against the grain and have my hair down for the dance. I wore my hair down only every once in awhile. Nobody would expect to see it down. I was thinking of even curling it and giving everyone a double take. No one would see the side of Bella that would be presented tomorrow.

It would be almost enough to make Edward jealous, almost.

Edward

Mike Newton. Mike Newton. What was so good about Mike Newton?

These thoughts plagued me all day. I couldn't get over the fact that Bella was going to the prom with that kid. What was so good about him? His family owned the hiking shop up over the hill but that was it. I couldn't shake the jealousy that was deep inside me.

It had been hard acting like everything was okay. It had been hell going through the day and sitting next to her pretending things were fine. I wanted nothing better than to just scream my feelings to her regardless of who listened. The year was almost over and then i would never see her again. She would be going onto Tucson like she so wanted and i would be going wherever it is i decided. There was only a few weeks before school ended. What was i going to do?

Rosalie had been stalking me for days. Her prim voice always speaking from around me. Eventually i had just given up and turned to her.

"Rosalie, did you want to go to prom with me?" i asked. After all, we had known about prom for weeks now.

"Of course Edward!" she had exclaimed.

It didn't take her long before the whole school knew that Edward was going to prom with Rosalie. In one sense, i was okay with that. I was going to prom with a pretty girl. Sure she was an airhead and there was nothing commendable about her but her beauty, but at least i wasn't sitting at home alone. A part of me hoped that Bella would find out and get jealous. That maybe she would come to my house and proclaim her love for me. I guess i was just a hopeless romantic. Bella had acted indifferent to the whole thing. And today i had found out she was going with that Newton kid.

That damn Newton kid.

Over the past few months i had left Bella alone. I didn't want to seem like a stalker and i assumed she would come to me when she was ready. She hadn't done a thing about it. She was nice to me and she talked to me, but that was it. She didn't come over anymore, she didn't even speak to me outside the art room. I honestly didn't know what to make of the whole thing. I had got it into my head that she was just playing with me. That this whole time she had just played with my feelings. But for some reason i was starting to doubt that. I would catch her looking at me with questions in her eyes. I could see the hidden meanings in her beautiful eyes. What was she not telling me?

She and i had both avoided each other in the sense we both didn't try to talk to each other. And now here i was going to prom with the witch of the west. I still had Rosalie's ramblings in my head.

My dress will be pink. You should dress in pink as well. You would look so good with a pink jacket. Your getting me a pink corsage right? Are you even listening to me?

It was enough to drive any man insane. I really didn't want to go with Rosalie and she didn't want me either. We both knew what it was. Rosalie wanted to be Prom Queen. That's all that girl cared about was her social status. I was the hottest guy in school so that's who she went after. It didn't matter to me, i couldn't go with the woman i wanted. The woman i wanted wouldn't even speak to me.

It was partly my fault. I shouldn't have said the things i said to her. I should have went to her house and sat on her step til she came outside, or called the police. I should have tried my hardest. And after all that time i had just let it slip away. I had just been content with the daily rhythm of my life and hadn't even bothered. But now i was bothered, bothered by it all. Something had to be done, and quick. I couldn't let her leave Forks without knowing how i felt. I couldn't let her leave until i admitted that i was an idiot.

Matter of fact, we both were idiots. I didn't believe that the kiss had meant nothing. I had let my stupid thoughts corrupt what had happened. I believed that she didn't want me because of my past. I believed that she didn't want that kiss as much as i had. And look where it had left us. We were so far apart and it was driving me crazy.

I had to do something. What if her and Mike were more serious than she let on? What if she kissed him tomorrow night? I didn't think i could stomach the thought of her lips on his. I didn't think i could control myself either when i went over there and punched him in the face. I didn't know what i was going to do, all i knew was that it had to be soon. Before she was lost to me forever.

Authors: I hope i'm making up for the pause in the updating lmao.

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