A/N: Happy Friday! Thanks for the reviews!

BPOV

I'm fine. I'll explain tomorrow.

I read the text, then read it again. That was all he had to say. He was fine, and he'd explain tomorrow. Huffing, I tossed my phone onto my desk.

I was pissed. No, I was beyond pissed. How dare Edward go off the grid like that! When Carlisle had called asking if we'd seen Edward, all kinds of horrible thoughts had gone through my head. My first thought was that James had gotten to him.

I stomped into the living room where I found my Dad with a map spread out on the coffee table and my mom pacing back and forth.

"You can call off the rescue search. He's fine apparently," I snarled.

Dad looked up. "Is he okay? Did he get lost?"

"How the hell should I know? All he told me was that he'd explain later."

"I'm sure he has a good reason," Mom said.

I did my best to hold back the tears and hurt I felt that he'd blown me off, but I was unsuccessful. My lower lip trembled and one tear fell, then another. Immediately, Mom wrapped me up in a hug and rocked us back and forth.

"Let him explain before you do or say anything rash," she told me. "I have faith that everything will work out."

I nodded, holding on tight. She knew that I had a tendency to lash out when I was upset.

"What's wrong?" Emmett asked, coming into the room and seeing me crying.

"Did something happen to Edward?" Alice asked.

Dad shook his head. "Edward's fine. You all need to get ready for bed," he said, his voice booking no arguments.

My siblings gave me concerned looks as they headed upstairs. I pulled away from Mom, gave Dad a hug, and walked to my room.

I wiped the tears away and crawled into my bed.

I'd almost asked Jasper and Alice if I could ride with them because I wasn't sure I could see Edward and not go off on him. I'd woken up to find that I'd apparently cried in my sleep, and I was still upset with him.

Emmett pulled into Edward's drive, and I was slightly pleased to see that Edward looked as rough as I did. He climbed in and mumbled a hello as he shut the door.

I couldn't even look at him. I was afraid that I'd start crying or yelling.

"So, what happened to you yesterday, Ed?" Emmett asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

Edward let out a heavy sigh.

"My mother pissed me off, so I went for a drive and then a walk to cool off, but I forgot my phone at home and lost track of time."

My anger cooled a bit. If he'd left his phone at home then he hadn't been ignoring my calls or texts.

"I texted you back as soon as Carlisle was done lecturing and grounding me," he said, turning to face me.

I finally met his gaze and nodded. "From now on, always carry your phone with you. I was scared that James had gotten to you."

"I'm sorry I scared you," he said quietly as he reached over and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

I sucked in a breath as I remembered how scared I'd felt. "You should be. I was so scared, and then I was freaking pissed."

He winced at my words. "I figured you would be. Carlisle sure was. I've never seen him so mad, and I've never heard him yell before. He grounded me."

"For how long?" I asked him.

"A week. No car, no you. Just straight to school then home."

As much as it pained me that I wouldn't be able to see him outside of school for a week, I thought Carlisle did a good job of hitting Edward where it hurt the most. It would make him think twice about going off like that.

"Being grounded sucks, dude," Emmett said.

"You'd know. I swear you've spent half your life grounded," Rose told him.

"Very possible. Will you need a ride to school for the rest of the week?" Em asked Edward.

"That would be great. I'll give you gas money," Edward told him, and I mouthed a thank you to Emmett. He knew that this would allow Edward and I a few extra minutes together.

Emmett gave me a wink as he replied to Edward. "No worries, Ed. It's not like you live that far away from us."

However, Edward insisted and finally Emmett agreed to let Edward give him some money.

By Wednesday, I was going crazy. I went to school, came home, did homework, talked to Edward, went to work, came home, and went to bed. Only to do it all over. I felt like I was the one who was grounded.

Over the past few weeks, Edward would stop off at my house and hang out with me before I went to work, but since he wasn't allowed to do that this week, I felt off balance. I missed spending time with him.

Then there was the fact that Jessica had decided that Edward and I were on the verge of breaking up, so she and Lauren were all over him again. He'd told them more than once that he and I were still together and weren't going to break up, but they refused to believe it. Stupid idiots.

So, I was at work, praying for the night to be over when Edward, Dr. Cullen, and Esme walked in. I couldn't have contained the smile that crossed my face at seeing my boy.

The three of them took a seat in my section, and I practically ran over to their table.

"Hello, Bella," Esme said as I approached. "How are you?"

"I'm doing okay," I told her as I handed them their menus. "What brings you all in?"

Dr. Cullen gave me a smile as he said, "Edward insisted. Claimed that we had nothing to eat at home."

I grinned at Edward as he shot me a wink. I was just glad that Dr. Cullen had agreed.

I took their drink orders and was back within moments, placing their drinks in front of them.

They weren't ready to order yet, so reluctantly, I went and checked on my other tables. Unfortunately, Mrs. Stark, the cat lady, wanted to show me pictures of all of her cats. I finally was able to get away and headed toward Edward's table where I found Dr. Cullen trying not to laugh.

"It's not funny," I mumbled.

"I'm just glad to know that it's not just me she shows those pictures to," he told me.

"What will you have, Dr. Cullen?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

He smirked and informed me that I was to call him Carlisle, seeing as how I was dating his son. That would take some getting used to.

Thankfully, the diner started to clear out about twenty minutes after they had shown up, so I was able to spend more time with them.

After I'd delivered their food, I headed back to the counter, and started refilling the salt and pepper shakers. It was busy work and allowed me time to stare at Edward and watch him interact with Carlisle and Esme. He might not have realized, but the three of them presented a strong family unit.

Once they were done, they paid their bill, and Edward gave me a light kiss on the cheek. I waved goodbye, then went over to their table to gather up the plates. My mouth dropped open when I saw the amount of the tip that Carlisle had left. I couldn't keep all of it; it wouldn't be right. I'd find a way to give it back to him.

Friday morning I got a text from Edward telling me that he was ungrounded and would be able to pick me up. I grinned, glad that Carlisle had taken pity on him, and on us. Edward was supposed to be grounded until Sunday, but I was more than thrilled that I'd be able to spend the weekend with him.

I was sure the boys would ask Edward to stay the weekend, and I was sure Edward would agree.

"Edward's ungrounded, so he's picking me up," I told Jasper as I walked into the kitchen.

"Awesome. We'll ride with Em then."

Minutes later, Edward knocked on the door and wrapped me up in a hug. I returned it, inhaling the wonderful scent that was Edward Cullen. I loved the way he smelled.

"Are you huffing me?"

"Maybe," I said with a grin and a shrug.

He rolled his eyes, gave me a kiss on the lips, and said good morning to Mom.

"Oh, here. Take these. Don't give me that look, Bella," Renee scolded as she pressed some strange looking granola-type bar in our hands.

We mumbled thanks as we walked out to his car. Once in the car, he handed me his granola bar.

"Not going to attempt it?" I asked with a smirk.

"No. I like your mom and all, but I'm a bit scarred after the last breakfast she tried to feed me."

I let out a giggle. He had it easy. He wasn't forced to eat strange concoctions at least three times a week.

"Oh, by the way, Esme wants to know if you would like to come to dinner tonight?"

"I'd like that," I told him and was quick to brag to my siblings later on that I wouldn't be eating a Mom cooked meal.

"Man, that's so not fair," Emmett whined at lunch after I told him.

Rose rolled her eyes. "Get over it, you big baby. We'll go out for dinner."

Emmett's face lit up and he threw himself at Rose, thanking her profusely. He was such a goofball.

After lunch, I went to art class and got to deal with my two favorite people. Ignoring them, I sat down at my table and got out my sketchbook.

"Lauren!" I heard someone hiss from the doorway.

I looked up and saw James' girlfriend, Victoria. She shot me a scathing look as she and Lauren whispered about something.

I was actually surprised that Victoria hadn't sought me out and made my life a living hell. After all, I'd had her boyfriend arrested before, and of course Edward had gotten James in trouble as well.

But for some reason, she hadn't bothered me. It made me feel a bit unnerved the more I thought about it. Perhaps, she was biding her time or perhaps she just didn't care. However, I didn't think that was the case.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as Victoria and Lauren talked up until the bell rang. As Lauren walked by my desk, she gave me a dirty look. I rolled my eyes and did my best to ignore her and Jessica.

"What did Victoria want?" Jessica asked, and I could hear the jealousy in her voice.

I strained to hear Lauren's response, but I couldn't over the video that Mrs. Dormien had put in.

Damn! I'd really wanted to hear her what Victoria had wanted.

As I was gathering up my stuff and shoving it into my bag, Jessica stopped by my table.

I braced myself for whatever it was she was about to say.

"Watch your back. Lauren and Victoria are up to something," she told me under her breath before scurrying out of the room.

I watched her leave before shaking my head, and heading to Biology. I sat down next to Edward and told him what Jessica had told me.

He frowned and asked that I be careful. I told him I would be.

After school, Edward and I drove to his house. I always felt a bit overwhelmed whenever I went there. I lived in a small, modest house. Edward lived in a mini-mansion.

I followed Edward up the walk and into the house. Esme was pacing the hallway on the phone, but she gave us a wave and a smile. We waved back before heading up to Edward's room.

He kept the door open, but that didn't stop him from planting a wonderfully delicious kiss on my lips. My bag slipped out of my hand as I wrapped my arms around his neck and returned his kiss.

I have a feeling that kiss would have gone on forever if it hadn't been for the clearing of a throat in the doorway. Blushing, we pulled apart, and I buried my face in Edward's chest. It was so embarrassing getting busted making out.

"Sorry to interrupt," Esme began. "I just wanted to let you know there are cookies on the counter if you'd like some, and that dinner will be around seven once Carlisle gets home."

"Thanks, Esme," Edward said, and I echoed him.

"Carry on," she said as she walked away.

Edward laughed and pulled away slightly, putting a finger under my chin and tilting it up.

"Why are you so embarrassed?"

"I was practically mauling your face off, and your soon-to-be stepmom saw it."

He let out another laugh. "There was no mauling going on. Besides, I've busted her and Carlisle making out. Which, by the way, is not something I wanted to see."

I giggled at the face that he made before allowing him to pull me down onto his bed with him.

"Want to watch a movie?" he asked, kicking off his shoes.

I followed suit, kicking off my own shoes as I told him a movie would be fine. Of course, we spent the next five minutes arguing about what movie to watch. Finally, we settled on Resident Evil. It was the one zombie-like movie that I could tolerate, and it didn't scare the crap out of me.

Edward arranged himself on the bed so that he was sitting up, leaning on a pillow. He pulled me between his legs, so that my back was resting on his chest, and his arms were around my waist. It was a wonderful feeling being surrounded by Edward.

We started off watching the movie, but at some point we became distracted by one another. Next thing I knew, I was on lying on my back with Edward hovering over me. His lips on mine, and one of his hands roaming up and down my side. I was a bit nervous. I'd never been in such an intimate position with a boy before.

It was as if Edward could sense my uneasiness because he moved himself slightly, so that he was more on his side than on top of me.

I brought his lips back to mine and tangled my fingers in his hair. I had an obsession with his hair. It was soft, thick, and perfect for running your fingers through.

Eventually, the need to breath became a necessity, and I reluctantly pulled my lips away from his. His lips began to trail down my neck, kissing and nibbling along the way.

The hand that was on my side began to trace circles on my stomach but made no move to slide under my shirt or upward, something I was grateful for. I wasn't quite ready to go any further than making out.

The closing of the front door and Carlisle's voice broke us apart, and Edward sat up, running a hand through his hair. I giggled when it stuck up all over the place.

"What?" he asked.

"Your hair. It's got a life of it's own," I said with a grin.

"Yeah, I've given up trying to tame it."

Standing up, he stretched and his shirt rose showing off a sliver of his stomach. While he wasn't overly built like Emmett, Edward had a nice body, and he totally busted me staring at him.

To cover up my embarrassment, I excused myself to use his bathroom.

As I was washing my hands, I noticed that my face was flushed, my eyes were bright, and my lips were swollen. I looked well and truly ravished.

I went to put my hair up in a ponytail when I noticed a purplish mark on my neck. My mouth fell open as I realized that Edward had given me a hickey. Sighing, I attempted to comb my hair with my fingers so that it didn't look horribly messy as it fell around my shoulders.

I opened the bathroom door and turned off the light before heading back into Edward's room.

"I love your hair," he told me, gathering me in his arms and burying his face in my hair.

"Yeah, well someone had gave me a hickey, so I have to wear it down."

"Sorry," he said with a smirk, not looking sorry at all.

Twenty minutes later, we were seated at the table across from Esme and Carlisle. Esme had cooked the most wonderful smelling lasagna, and I almost died from pleasure after taking a bite. I don't think I'd ever tasted something so good.

"This is amazing!" I gushed to Esme.

She let out a laugh. "I can give you the recipe if you like."

"I don't cook, although you'd think I'd have learned after having to deal with Mom's cooking."

"Oh, yes. I've heard about Renee's cooking," she said with a smile.

"I wish Dad would do the cooking, but all he knows how to do is fry fish and grill."

I'd been afraid at first that dinner would be awkward, but it wasn't. I found that I really liked both Esme and Carlisle.

After dinner, Edward and I offered to clear the table and do the dishes. Esme and Carlisle took us up on it.

Of course, Edward and I used the time to flirt, kiss, and goof off. He was washing the dishes while I was drying them, and I let out a gasp as a splash of water hit me, drenching my shirt. Scooping up some water in my hand, I tossed it at him, grinning when I hit him.

"Oh, you're in for it now, Swan," he warned as he stalked toward me.

I squealed as he came for me, and I tried to run out of the kitchen but wasn't quick enough.

Soon, I was roaring with laughter as he tickled me relentlessly.

"Edward! Let the poor girl up," Esme scolded, coming into the kitchen.

"Aw, but Esme—"

She gave him a look, and he let go of me, leaving me gasping for air on the floor.

"Boys," Esme muttered as she helped me up.

I stuck my tongue out at him, watching as he rolled his eyes.

"Why don't you come into the living room? Carlisle and I wanted to talk to you for a minute," she told him.

I excused myself to head up to Edward's room, but both Esme and Edward stopped me.

"You're family," Esme said. "You can come too."

I sat next to Edward on the couch, my hand tucked into his as Carlisle and Esme discussed their wedding. They'd decided to get married at the courthouse the following weekend. Carlisle wanted Edward to stand up as his best man.

I was also invited and told to extend the invitation to my family as well.

"We'll have a reception here after the wedding. Nothing big, just some of my co-workers as well as Esme's," Carlisle said.

"Do I have to wear at tux?" Edward asked, not looking pleased at the thought.

"No. Just a nice suit. If you don't have one, we'll get you one," Carlisle told him.

We talked about the wedding for a bit more, before Carlisle brought up Edward's mother.

"Carmen called me at the office this morning," Carlisle began.

Edward stiffened next to me. He hadn't told me what the fight with his mother was about, but I could tell that he didn't want to talk about it.

"What did she want?" he spat.

"She wanted to confirm your Christmas schedule since you'll be spending your break with her."

Edward's shoulders slumped slightly. "I don't want to go," he muttered quietly.

Carlisle gave a small sigh and ran a hand through his hair much like Edward tended to do.

"I don't know what the fight with your mother was about, but you did tell her you would go. I'm more than willing to buy the ticket for you to go visit her. You don't have to stay the whole break, but you do need to spend some time with her."

Edward nodded. "Fine, but I want to come home right after Christmas. I want to spend New Year's here."

"We can do that. Now, do you want to tell me what has you so upset with Carmen?"

Edward quietly explained that his mother was acting jealous and how she'd called Esme a gold digger and then told him that he was too young to get serious about a girl. He told us about the hateful things his mother had said, and I could easily understand why he'd been so upset. I'd have been upset if my mother had said those things as well.

The weeks started to fly by and before I knew it, Halloween was upon us. James was still in the wind, and his parents had told Dad that James had moved out of state to live with relatives. Since no one had seen or heard from him, we all assumed that it was true. I had a feeling that if James had been around, then he would have done something by now.

Jessica and Lauren had had a huge falling out, and it looked like Jane, Victoria, and Lauren were best friends. I almost felt bad for Jessica, and I realized that once you got her away from Lauren, she wasn't all that bad.

She'd taken to sitting at lunch with us, which had been weird at first, but I'd felt bad when I'd seen her sitting by herself. Of course, I'd warned her that if she sat with us, there would be no flirting with Edward. She'd agreed.

"What are we doing this weekend?" Emmett asked as we sat around the table at lunch.

"There's supposed to be a huge party this weekend," Alice said. "We should totally go."

I wasn't sure how I felt about going to a party. The last party I'd gone to had ended with James attacking me. I hadn't gone to a party since.

"Where's the party at?" Edward asked, his arm around my shoulder.

"Mike's house," she replied. "It's supposed to be the party of the year. Everyone's been invited."

I groaned upon hearing that. I despised Mike, but Alice wheedled and pleaded until we all agreed to go.

Friday afternoon, I was spent being tortured by Alice. She'd informed all of us that since we were all in relationships that our costumes should be that of couples. I'd apologized profusely to Edward when I'd found out. He'd laughed it off, saying it was okay.

Edward and I had to decided to go as Westley and Buttercup from The Princess Bride. Alice and Jasper were going as Woody and Jessie from Toy Story, and Rose and Emmett were going as Fred and Wilma from The Flintstones.

I let out a huff as Alice as dolled me up, complaining all the makeup was unnecessary. She didn't agree nor did she listen to me. Tiny terror.

At quarter to eight, we left my house. Edward and I were driving separate from the others. We followed them to Newton's house, which was out in the middle of freaking nowhere. There were cars parked all over the place; in the driveway and on the lawn.

We parked behind Emmett's jeep and got out, walking to the house with our hands clasped.

Neither of us were feeling particularly comfortable.

The second we walked in, loud music and the smell of smoke assaulted us. There were people everywhere, some in costume, some not, but a lot of them were drinking. I watched as Emmett headed toward the keg with Rose in tow.

I hated that he drank, but as he'd pointed out to me, eighteen year olds in places like England were allowed to drink. As long as he was responsible about it and didn't attempt to drive, I would deal with it. Plus, I knew that Rose would keep an eye on him.

I saw some kids in the corner smoking weed, and I saw Alice giving Jasper a look. He took her hand and gave it a squeeze before dragging her into the kitchen.

Edward and I found a spot off to the side of the living room away from the pot smokers. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him.

"I hate parties," I told him.

"Me, too. Tanya used to drag me to them all the time. That was mainly so that she could get drugs," he told me.

We spent the first thirty minutes in our own little bubble, talking to each other, but that all changed the minute I left to use the restroom. I hadn't had anything to drink, but I'd had to go. The line for the upstairs bathroom had been absurd, and by the time I fought my way back down the stairs, I found Edward surrounded by drunk girls. Some of them were from our school, some were complete strangers.

I could tell that he was getting fed up with their unwanted advances, but he was too polite to tell them to back the eff off.

"I told you," I heard him say, "I'm here with my girlfriend."

"Well, I don't see her," some girl that I'd never seen before, said.

"I'm right here," I told her, wrapping an arm around Edward's waist. "Shall we go find my siblings?"

He nodded and as we walked away he thanked me.

We found a rather pissed off looking Rose sitting on couch in the basement next to a rather drunk Emmett. He was telling some story loudly to some other drunk idiots. I gave a sigh as we shared a look.

"I've got his keys," she assured me.

"Seen Alice or Jasper?" I asked.

"I think they went outside. The smoke was getting to Jasper."

"Why did we agree to this?" I asked her.

She shrugged.

Taking Edward's hand, we headed back upstairs and out to the backyard. The yard was filled with even more drunk people, some of them in various states of undress. I saw more of Lauren Mallory than I ever wanted to see. She was on the porch swing straddling some guy. It was embarrassing.

"Can we leave?" Edward asked me as I scanned the area for Alice and Jasper.

"Yeah," I told him, having spotted Alice near some trampled flowers.

I headed toward her with Edward following and informed them that we were leaving. Alice pouted, but I pointed out that neither of us were having much fun. What was the point of staying if we were bored?

"Don't stay too late. You know Dad's going to end up busting this party," I warned. "Oh, and Emmett's drunk."

It was a little after ten when we left, and we decided to head to Edward's house. If I showed up at mine without my siblings, Dad would probably interrogate me.

"How was the party?" Carlisle asked after we walked into the house.

"Ugh," we both said.

"That good, huh?" Carlisle asked.

"Oh, yeah," Edward said. "Mind if we go up to my room and watch a movie?"

"Just keep the door open."

A little after midnight, I got a call from a frantic Alice. I could hardly understand her because she was hysterical.

"Alice, calm down. Take a deep breath. What's wrong?"

"I can't find Jasper."

"What do you mean you can't find him?"

"I mean I can't find him!" she screeched. "I've looked everywhere, and he's not here! I don't know where he is, and he's not answering his phone."

Panic welled up inside me, but I had to remain calm for her sake.

"I'm going to call Dad," I told her.

"No! We'll get in so much trouble! He said we could go as long as Newton's parents were home and there wasn't any drinking."

I told her too bad, and I hung up then called Dad.

"Hey, kiddo."

"Hey, Dad. Listen, um … you know that party we went to?"

"Yes."

"Well, Alice called me just now in a panic because Jasper's missing."

I explained that Edward and I had left because we felt uncomfortable and were bored. I then broke down and told him about the drinking and smoking that was going on as well. Needless to say, Dad was furious.

"I want you home, now!"

I hung up and looked at Edward. I had a feeling I was going to be the one grounded for the next week.

Edward dropped me off at home a little after twelve-thirty and asked that I call or text him once I heard something. I promised I would before giving him a long hard kiss.

I sat with Mom in the living room until I heard the front door open. Dad came in, and he was beyond furious. I'd don't think I'd ever seen him so angry before. He slammed the front door shut, before yelling at us all to sit down.

I watched as my shame-faced siblings took seats on the couch and the floor. Jasper had apparently been found and judging by the redness of his eyes and the dopey look on his face, he was high as a kite.

"I'm so furious with all of you! You lied to us when we asked you if Mike's parents would be home. You lied when you said it wasn't a party, but a small get together. Did you think we wouldn't find out?" he shouted.

I cringed watching as he got more and more red in the face. Mom was silent, but her lips were pressed together and her eyes were filled with disappointment.

"Emmett, I can't even tell you how disappointed I am in you! Underage drinking is a serious offense!"

"But Dad, kids in Engl—"

"Are we in England? No! We're in the U.S. where the legal drinking age is twenty-one. I should have you arrested!"

A look of horror crossed over Emmett's face.

"However, you'll be doing community service instead. A hundred hours at the nursing home. I'll set it up tomorrow. And I think it goes without saying that you're grounded."

I could see that Emmett wanted to argue, but he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut.

Dad then turned to Rose, Alice, and myself. We were informed that we were all grounded for a week. No going out, no Internet, no TV. It was school and work. I felt it was a bit unfair since I didn't even stay that long, but I knew better to argue with Dad when he was pissed.

Then Dad turned his gaze to Jasper. He interrogated the fool, who admitted that this wasn't the first time he'd gotten high. Mom looked on the verge of tears while Dad shook his head.

Jasper was given a hundred hours of community service at the animal shelter which would be hell for Jasper because he was not a fan of animals.

We were all then sent to bed, and I could hear Mom crying with Dad comforting her. I felt horrible.

I crawled into bed and gave Edward a call.

"Hey, sweet girl. Did they find Jasper?"

"Yeah. The idiot was hiding in the bushes getting stoned with some guys from Port Angeles. Needless to say, we are all in trouble. We're all grounded for a week and Em and Jazz have to do a hundred hours of community service."

"Ouch."

"Yeah. I feel like I shouldn't be grounded as long, but I'm not about to argue with Dad right now. So much for us hanging out this weekend."

"Yeah, guess my sleeping over at your house is off the table," he said.

"That would be a yes," I said with a sigh. "At least I can still call and text you. It's not fair, though. They get to see their significant others, I don't get to do that."

"Well, it's a week. We'll survive. But after this, no more getting grounded. Going a week without you is too much," he said, sweetly.

"I agree."

Yawning, I told him goodnight and soon fell asleep. It was a restless sleep filled with nightmares. I woke up gasping, tears streaming down my face. Realizing that I'd only been dreaming, I flopped back on my bed. I'd dreamt that Edward was lost, and I hadn't been able to find him.

Rolling over, I noticed that I'd only been asleep for three hours. Knowing I wouldn't get back to sleep for a while, I dug out my old copy of The Princess Bride and began reading.

At some point, I must have fallen asleep because I was awoken by Mom removing the book from my hand and kissing me on the head.

I woke up the next morning in a bad mood. I holed myself up in my room and listened as my siblings bitched and moaned about being bored. That's what books were for. If you had a book, you could never be bored.

All and all, my being grounded wasn't absolutely horrible especially since I was able to talk to Edward.

a/n: See you next week.