Hi again, everyone, to another chapter of High School Never Ends, A Remake! :D

Recap of Chapter Nine:

~Bella and Edward are growing closer, developing a musical relationship, it seems. And, now they have to deal with the pressure of signing up for the Annual Talent Show. Can they restrain themselves when it comes to singing? And what of Angela? Will she remain true to her promise in keeping Edward's and Bella's relationship a secret? How long will it be before the secrecy is broken?~

And, judging from the preview, it seemed like Bella was going to give Edward his little birthday present… ;D Let's see how this chapter will turn out…

Music:

Mercy by Duffy (I think that's who sung this song… I prefer to listen to the Glee version of this song. XD)


Chapter Ten

Edward's POV

(September 15th; I don't know if I really set an official date for Edward's birthday during HSNE, The Orginal Version.)

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz, Bu – I sighed and picked up my phone before I opened it, causing it to finally stop buzzing. I rubbed at my sleepy eyes and looked down at my phone.

To: Edward

From: Bella

Happy Birthday, Mister Cullen! ;P

I chuckled quietly to myself; typical of my secret girlfriend to send me a text message, reminding me it was my birthday today. I'm probably going to be having the guys all punching me eighteen times throughout the day; why did I have to be seventeen going on eighteen? I looked over to see that Jasper, Emmett and our roommate – Ben – asleep still in their beds. Maybe I can get a head start on getting in the showers.

I got out of bed, grabbed some clothes for today, and headed off to the showers. What really sucks is that there's going to be a big football game tonight in the school, and this school never skips out on seeing any sports of any type. So, I have a feeling that the whole school is going to come tonight to watch our football team play – the guys will watch for the sport while maybe the girls will come to watch the "hot guys" play.

I really doubt that's why girls might come; ever since this whole gender split war ever started, the girls really avoided the guys like we were some sick and disgusting disease – and it's vice versa for the guys. But, usually whenever there were sports going on at this school, girls still came to watch the sports, just to support their new school. So, that might be a positive thing… I guess.

Sighing to myself, I got out of the shower when the water was getting cold. I got dressed in my outfit – a royal blue t-shirt with fitting dark jeans – before I walked back to my dorm, drying my hair. I walked in to see Ben and Jasper were waking up, with Emmett snoring away like a chainsaw. "Happy birthday, Bro." Jasper greeted me with a "bro" hug, patting me on the back. "Yeah, happy birthday, Ed." Ben greeted me in a similar way like Jasper.

"Thanks guys." I said to them, smiling. They left the room, where I was left with a snoring Emmett. When I couldn't take it anymore, I grabbed a pillow from my bed, and then threw it at him; he jolted awake and looked around, alarmed. "Glad the chainsaw is awake." I muttered, snickering over at my brother. "Dude, what the hell?" he asked me groggily and angrily, rubbing his head.

"You wouldn't stop snoring, Em." I stated, rolling my eyes while I slipped on my shoes. "Sheesh; you didn't have to wake me up like that though." He grumbled, shaking his head.

He heaved himself out of his bed, grabbing whatever clothes he could find, before he began heading towards the dorm door. "Oh, by the way, little bro; happy birthday!" he exclaimed, whirling around on his heels to smirk over at me. I barked out a laugh while he left the dorm room.

The morning went on slowly, with us grabbing some quick breakfasts before we walked outside; each of us were wearing something with either royal blue or golden yellow, in our outfits – to show off our school pride. Lots of the guys in our school had the same idea going, and just like I had suspected, lots of the girls of the school were wearing either color of our school, showing off our pride.

Soon, can you guess who we ran into? Yep, you guessed it; we ran into Alice, Rosalie, Bella and Angela. They wore the school colors in their own assortments, and let me just say this – Bella looks absolutely sexy in royal blue. Besides, her outfit – leaving plenty of imagination from the seemingly innocent design – was practically making me hard; I hid my erection behind my big binder, where thankfully no one noticed except for my secret girlfriend, who rolled her eyes over at me – her secret hello to me.

"Hello, adoptive birthday brother of mine." Alice greeted me stiffly, huffing. "Aw, that's the nicest greeting you can give to me, Ali? And it's my birthday today." I teased her, pouting. "Whatever; you're still a pig, so I don't care that it's your birthday, my brother. I'm not going to treat you any less." She explained haughtily, holding her chin high in the air.

With that, our run in was cut short when the four of them quickly strutted off. "Sheesh, those girls are getting hotter by the minute." Emmett muttered under his breath; it's obvious he got hot and bothered by Rosalie. I swear these three surrounding me would never shut up when it came to Rosalie, Alice and Angela. Sometimes, I just wish they would get over being all obnoxious jackasses and actually tell these girls how they feel.

That's how this war could end; if only dreams could come true.

We walked to our classes and all, and you know how Bella and I thought of celebrating my birthday? Well, instead of going to the football game, we're going to stay behind and have alone time with each other. Thank god that football games last two to three hours here. Of course, we told this plan to each during another serving of lunch detention – this time for two separate teachers. (If we had gotten in trouble with Mr. Varner for the third time, then I know he would definitely do something worse than giving us an afternoon school detention – like say read our notes out loud to the class? Now that would've been extremely awkward for us to explain to our groups.)

"Not into showing our school's pride, eh Edward?" Bella asked me when we were together and alone in lunch detention. "I am, just not for football." I told her, smirking. "Then for what are you proud of from our school?" she asked me. "First thing – baseball." I told her; I loved that sport above everything else besides Bella of course. That's why I was the team's captain.

"Really? I would've thought you would be into dirtier sports." She stated, giggling; she had no idea how horny and perverted that sounded, right? I looked over at her with a raised eyebrow and an all too cocky smirk. She caught on what I was implying, blushing deeply but whacking on my arm. "You pervert; that was meant to be innocent." She murmured, laughing.

"So, what's the second reason?" she asked next; I looked back at her confused. "You said baseball was the first reason, so I assumed there was another reason to go along with that." She explained, smirking. "Oh." Was all I said. "Well, then, the second reason would be that our school has finally let in girls." I told her honestly, giving her my crooked, truthful grin.

She blushed, her brown eyes wide. "Because, if they hadn't, then I wouldn't have met you." I added, entwining my hand with hers. She continued to blush, but gave me a timid smile. "You sure are one romantic." She whispered, scooting over closer to me and tucking herself into my side. "I have enough reason to be one, my love." I whispered into her hair, kissing it softly.

"So, where should we meet for tonight, to celebrate your birthday?" she asked me, wrapping her arms around my waist. "Well, we only have two choices, because if we leave the campus and come back later after the football has ended, then our friends are going to ask. So, that leaves our dorm rooms." I explained.

She pouted; I knew that she didn't want to stay here. She wanted to take me out so we could definitely be alone, without having the risk of getting caught. I lifted her face towards mine with my thumb on her chin, and I gave her a small, sad smile. "I know you don't like it that you can't have me completely alone, baby, but we know we can't risk running into questioning by our friends. I'm just as sad as you are. We'll at least have each other for two to three hours, though." I whispered, pecking her lips.

"I know; I just wish we had all the time in the world, to spend together." She mumbled unhappily, sighing sadly. "Bella," I began; I want her to understand something about all of this. She looked back up at me, waiting for me to speak. "We will have all the time in the world, my love. I'm making this promise to you; I'm going to be spending the rest of my life with you, Bella. You are the first and will only be the one girl that I'll ever have in my life. We will have all of the time in our lives, spending it together. Don't ever doubt that we won't." I whispered to her firmly.

"But, Edward, what if we drift apart? What if we fall out of our love with each other? What if we find new people to like?" she asked, whimpering slightly. "If you find new interesting guys," I began thickly, swallowing the lump in my throat – the thought of Bella with another guy that she would love deeply, make me sad, nervous and sick all at the same time. "Then I'll let you be with new men, Bella. I only want you to be happy; I don't want you thinking that you have to be with me, for my benefit." I explained, stroking her hair.

"And the same goes for you, Edward. If you want to date new women, then I'll support you in any way you may need me." She murmured, throwing her arms around my neck where I then felt her begin to sob against my neck. "Hey, shh, Bella." I cooed, wrapping my arms around her waist. "There's no need to cry now, Bella love. I'm not leaving you anytime soon." I crooned, stroking her hair.

"I'm just afraid of losing you, Edward. You've changed my perspective on men ever since Joshua. You make me feel so safe, and secure. I don't know what I would do if I were to lose you." She blubbered, nuzzling her face into my neck. "I know, Bella. But you don't have to worry about us separating now. As long as we have each other, now, we'll be fine." I whispered into her ear, stroking her hair.

She nodded against my neck before she slowly pulled away, seating herself so she was comfortably straddling my lap. I pulled out the napkin from my lunch and held it up for her. She smiled appreciatively at me, thanking me while she dabbed at her eyes and blew her nose adorably.

Bella was able to get rid of any trace she had been crying, just before we had to go to Biology together. Our afternoon classes went by slowly, with me anticipating for tonight; Bella and I had agreed that we were going to celebrate my birthday in her dorm room, after our friends will be gone, at the football game, so that meant we had to think up of excuses of not going to the football game.

Finally, it was just mere minutes away until Jasper, Emmett and Ben would be leaving with other guys to the football game. We were currently back in our dorm room, and I had just told the guys why I wouldn't be going to the game. "Come on, dude. Forget about damn homework and come support the football jocks." Emmett whined like a five year old, while I rolled my eyes from where I lied on my bed sheets.

"Em, unlike you, I actually care about my grades in school. There's no way in hell I'm pulling an all-nighter for a football game and all of that shit, when I should be focused on my homework." I explained, sitting up and glaring at my adoptive brother. "Guys, just let him be; since he wants to work on homework so badly, then let him." Ben defended me; thank god.

"Alright, dude. We'll let you do your homework. Just know you're missing out on us kicking the other school's ass in another sport we rock in." Jasper informed me, smirking while he pushed Emmett out of the bedroom first, with Ben following after them.

I watched from my dorm bedroom window, to see the boys of the school, along with girls mixed in, walking away from the dorms. Suddenly, when the last remaining girls and boys were gone, my phone started ringing, playing Bella's ringtone.

"Hey beautiful." I greeted her, slipping on my Converse sneakers while I heard her giggling from the other line. "Hey there; the girls are gone, so it's safe for you to come over." She informed me. "I'll be there soon, my love; I can't wait to see what you got me." I murmured to her, smiling. "Be patient, birthday boy. If you get here soon, then you'll find out." She suggested oh so alluringly, making me groan.

We said goodbye to each other after I began running out of the dorms; I made it to the girls' dorms in five minutes, and I raced up the flights to the junior level. There, I went to the four girls' dorm room, and knocked on it. Within minutes, the love of my life as of now opened the door, revealing herself while she wore a comfortable looking nightgown of sorts with loose leggings poking out from her short nightgown.

"Well, don't you look very… comfortable, my love?" I asked her, smiling down at her and her outfit. "Thanks, Edward; I'd figured that we should try to be comfortable till we get to your present." She mumbled, biting her bottom lip for some reason. I looked down at her questioningly, but didn't ask her about her nervousness; I'll be able to see it later on tonight, hopefully.

She let me come inside the dorm, where I saw that the room was only dimly lit by the lamp on her bedside table, along with having some food placed on her bedspread.

"I'd also figured we could have a small meal with each other." She whispered, blushing. "How thoughtful of you, sweetheart." I murmured, hugging her. She led me over to her bed where we sat down on the bed together. She grabbed some of the covered foods before she opened one container that was filled with spaghetti. "I remember how much you love this pasta, so I made some earlier; the girls thought I was so weird for making some for two." She told me, laughing.

"Well, it would also seem odd to me if I saw you making spaghetti for two." I told her, laughing along with her. We began eating our pasta, talking in and out while doing so. I was now currently slurping in some noodles, and I pulled back, satisfied. Bella began giggling and I looked over at her confused. "You have a noodle hanging from the corner of your mouth, honey." She told me, giggling in between. "Oh…" I trailed off, embarrassed while I raised my hand to wipe it away.

She placed both of her hands on top of mine and said, "No, no; I'll get it for you." She whispered seductively, making me shiver with anticipation; I knew where this situation usually leads to. She moved onto her knees and crawled over to me. Bella wrapped her arms around my neck, and slowly leaned in. She kissed the corner of my mouth, cleaning up the noodle and the sauce, before she fully kissed me on the lips.

I placed my hands on her hips, keeping her where she was, while I kissed her back. Her hands drifted into my hair, threading her soft fingers through my hair and tugging on it; god, I loved it when she did that. I broke away from her lips to attach them to her long neck, suckling on the skin there and leaving tiny and unnoticeable marks there. Bella had told me that she loved it when I marked her as my girl, and that mainly included it when I bit into her neck, leaving hickies there.

We continued making out, our hands roaming over each other's bodies but not passing any boundaries we had placed. My hands had skimmed up her nightgown and up to her stomach, when I came into contact with something velvety. "What's this?" I asked her around our lips, fingering the fabric under her nightgown.

She instantly blushed and mumbled, "What's what?" all the while she kissed me with new lust, in hopes that she could distract me. "What's this under your nightgown, love? Don't try avoiding it." I accused her, smirking around our lips. She groaned and pulled away, looking down at me from our new position with me pushed into her bed.

"If you want to know, then let's finish our dinner." She told me, sighing.

We ate and finished our dinner several minutes later, and after we had thrown away our stuff, we sat on her bed once more. "Ready for your present?" she asked me, biting her lip. "And what do you plan on giving me for my birthday, sweetheart?" I asked her, smirking; I have a feeling it had to deal with whatever was underneath her clothes.

"That's for me to know, and for you to soon find out, honey." She told me, tapping my nose while she continued to blush. She pushed me back so I was leaning up against the backboard of her twin bed, while she made me close my eyes. I closed my eyes while I listened to the sounds of fabrics moving over something.

Several minutes, I heard Bella mumbled, "Well, you can open your eyes now; please um… just let me explain about your present before you overreact."

I smiled and opened my eyes slowly, before I felt my eyes grow wide and my lips slightly parted.

There, standing in the dim light was Bella, wearing one of the most scandalous outfits I have ever seen her wear. She wore a deep red lace up, push-up corset that made her luscious chest look slightly bigger, while she wore black lacy boy shorts that looked extremely short enough to pass as small panties; over her boy shorts was a lacy little see-through skirt, while she wore dark thigh high tights with lacy red and white garters.

"So, uh, what do you think?" she stuttered, gesturing to her outfit. I slowly stood to my feet and walked over to her, grabbing her hand and twirling her in front of me. "Absolutely stunning." I breathed out, giving her a small smile. "Is there a reason why you wore this, love?" I asked her, holding her hand still.

She sighed and led us back over to her bed, where we sat down on it, facing each other. "Well, uh, you see, um…" she stammered, having trouble with wording her explanation. I held onto her hand and whispered, "Calm down, love. If it helps any, I love the gift." I then gave her a quick peck on her cherry red cheek, letting my lips linger there.

"Now, just explain slowly and calmly, alright?" I suggested, patting her knee softly. She took several deep breaths before nodding. "You know that we love each other, right?" she began, biting her bottom lip. I chuckling quietly and fingering her bottom lip with my other hand, smiling. "Of course, Bella." I answered, smiling down at her.

"And, well, you know what uh, most teens do when they are um, in love, right?" she asked me, stuttering slightly once more, while her cheeks became the deepest of red I have seen on her cheeks. Realization dawned on my face – as if there was a light bulb going off in my head – and I stared at her with shocked wide eyes.

"You mean… you want us to… "do it"?" I asked her slowly, staring down at her face in surprise. "Well, uh, not entirely. We don't have to uh, do it now; I'm just letting you know that I'm um, ready for it whenever you are." She stammered, her eyes dropping to the carpet.

"Bella, are you sure about…" I trailed off, sighing; I don't know how I'm going to ask her this without trying to hurt her feelings. "Am I sure about what, Edward?" she asked, looking back up at my face. I pursed my lips then sighed; here goes nothing. "Please don't take this the wrong way; I just want to be positively sure about this. But, are you sure that you don't think we're moving just a bit too fast?" I asked her quietly.

She also pursed her lips, before she exhaled through her nose. "Why? Are you having second thoughts?" she asked me dejectedly, frowning. I knew she would go there; it's a typical "Bella" reaction.

I lifted her onto my lap – and far away enough from my raging erection from the sight of her in this outfit – while I rested my head on her shoulder. "Of course I'm not, Bella. I've never been surer than ever in my life when it comes to our relationship. I'm just worried that I'm pushing you to do all of this stuff that you don't possibly want to do. I love your gift, but I don't want you thinking that we have to have sex in order to stay together." I whispered to her, my hands that were on her stomach, began fingering her corset on their own.

She nodded, understanding. "I'll wait then." She murmured. "Oh, trust me when I say this that I'm more than ready, but I don't want to pressure you into the matter so soon when I think that none of us are ready – and I don't think we are just yet. Let's just wait on this; whenever we are ready, we'll do it then." I explained, chuckling. She laughed at my comment but nodded anyway.

She then shifted slightly in my arms, and pressed her lips to mine; well, looks like we're restarting what we had done earlier. I moaned when she pushed her chest into mine, and I dragged her down on top of my body after I fell backwards onto her bed. She dug her nails into my scalp, eliciting a soft growl from me. She giggled, but squealed when I suddenly slipped my hands onto her ass, squeezing it beneath my fingers.

I looked up at her to silently ask if that was alright, and I received an encouraging nod of sorts from her which egged me on. I flipped us over so I was on top now, where I let my hands slither their way to the back of her gorgeous thighs and picked up her legs, before I wrapped her legs around my waist.

Bella's fingers went to the buttons on my polo shirt that I happened to be still wearing, and she unbuttoned them before she easily and painlessly lifted the shirt over my head. She sat up with her legs still wrapped around my waist, and let me indulge myself in her neck while she skimmed her fingernails down my torso. She traced the low "V" of my abdomen, causing me to moan against her lips.

I pulled my lips away from her neck and kissed my way up to her ear, before I huskily whispered, "Fuck the promise, Bella. Are you ready now?" she moaned and leaned into my own ear, whispering, "Hell yes; take me, Edward. I'm all yours." I moaned once more and nodded, before I recaptured her lips with mine in a slow, hungry kiss.

I don't give a damn anymore to my promise; just the way we are kissing is causing all morals to fly out the window.

I lied her on her back once more, letting my hands slither their way underneath her corset top, getting ready to rip off this confiding piece of clothing, when all of a sudden, I heard someone knock on the door of the dorm. Bella and I froze and cautiously looked over at the door. "Bella, it's me, Angela! Why do you have this damn door locked? Afraid someone might come in there?" Angela called out, giggling quietly from her minor teasing.

I looked down at Bella, fearing that Angela would have a key, come in and see the predicament we were in right now. "If you don't open this door soon, Bells, I'm busting this door down!" Angela called out.

"Crap…" Bella mouthed to me after we pulled our lips away.

Crap is right.


Dun-Dun-Dun! What will happen? Will Angela catch Bella and Edward in the act? Or, will Edward somehow be able to hide in time from Angela, in order to keep his relationship with Bella a secret?

That's for me to know, and for all of you to find out if I get reviews for this chapter! :D

I had fun with writing this chapter. ;) And I'll bet I'll have more fun for the next chapter!

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Bye for now,

~*Lady Lily of Darkness*~


NEXT CHAPTER:

"Is there a reason why you're in an outfit like that, Bella?"

"Uh… boosting my confidence?"

(By the way: only one reader from the last chapter, found the Lady Gaga reference. XD It was my friend, Mischief Mad Hatter.)