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For what shall it profit a man,

if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul.

Mark 8:36

Chapter 6: Baseball Arrogance

I felt more nervous climbing the bleachers on the baseball field than I did at my first day at cheer practice - and that in itself was horrifying.

It was as if I was outside my body, having an outer experience. I didn't like being so careless like this. Truth be told, I wasn't used to thinking for myself and not doing things as it is best for my father and I... and though I knew I was rebelling, I couldn't stop myself. Again, I felt drawn to this man.

There was an abundance of teenage guys stretching on the field, but two of them were the most beautiful, and one stood out by a mile.

The bronzed haired God sat in front of his adorable brother Jasper, with their feet touching in a split and their hands connected. Edward was pulling Jasper toward him, stretching out his muscles. They formed a diamond perpindicular to the shape on the field.

It was kind of hot to watch, I must admit.

As they stretched, I saw Jasper look at me with his diamond eyes, then whisper something to Edward as he nudged his head in my direction. Butterflies built up in my chest as Edward's head turned quickly and a smile took residence upon his face. He nodded to me with a cocky, irresistable grin of approval that I was here, then laughed as we stared at eachother, due to a comment Jasper must have made. I waved to him like a crazed fan at a Justin Timberlake concert, unable to control the idiot smile on my face.

He must think I'm a complete nutcase at times.

His smile grew larger as he shook his head away from me and pushed Jasper backward, jokingly shouting something that sounded like "Fuck you!" Jasper laughed as he fell back on his hands behind him, and smarted back off to Edward, but I couldn't make out what he was saying through his country drawl. His voice was very adorable though. That's all that really counts.

Schreeeeeccchhh!

Their coach blew his annoying whistle and they all rose to their feet in a second. Jasper was stretching his arms up high in the air, laughing at something the guy next to him was whispering - most likely about the coach and his windbreaker outfit. Edward was bouncing up and down, shaking his arms around and tilting his neck from side to side, trying to get his adreneline pumping. His expression held nothing but concentration. I could smell his blood from across the field as his heart beat echoed through my ears and made a permanent memory in my brain. He looked so hot, it was almost too much. My hands began to shake as my eyes fixated on only him, and I wanted him so badly I could almost taste it.

I held my breath just in case it'd be too much. Restraint was something I wasn't perfect with when it came to him. It was a horrible inner-battle I fought every second.

The coach gave them a quick pep talk and patted Edward on the back, causing a loud roar to rip through his teammates in admiration. He just laughed it off, his gorgeous green eyes glowing. Shiny new toy for Fork's High, as Jessica previously stated. Definetly true.

I glanced over to my right to find a group of senior girls huddled as far away from me as possible on the bottom two rows of the bleachers. They all had blonde or brown, long wavy hair. All in jeans and fashion tanktops and high heels. All with F.H. painted on their cheeks as if it were an actual game, and one brunette girl - who I had to admit was much prettier in that preppy kind of way than I could ever be - had a Team EC sign held in front of her in blue glitter paint.

I rolled my eyes at her "team spirit" betting to myself that she only made it in hopes of getting laid by him. Pathetic little twit. If she actually knew anything about Edward, from what I have learned anyway, Edward doesn't like girls who try too hard. He's too classy and too good for them anyway. Too good for anyone.

...Then again, if the other part Jess said was correct, then he was really just a player and it'd be me who was the stupid, pathetic little twit. Oh dear God. It'd be my luck.

"Come on!" the bronzed Angel shouted, pushing a few guys forward as they divided into "teams" and ran to take their positions. Jasper ran to get in line at the batting cage, and right field never looked better than when Edward took his place there. Though his eyes were focused and dedicated, he still had a cocky grin across his lips with an expression so confident that it read "I own the place".

Oh who was he kidding? We all knew that already.

"Go Edward!" the girls shouted in harmony, followed by tiny squeels and hand claps. I wanted to end their life just for annoying me. I settled for imagining it really quick... in detail... on repeat...

The first batter, Josh Henderson, bunted causing a boo to roar through his teammates in the cage. He jogged to first base effortlessly, pointing to the girls like he was a professional. Obviously, a professional who's to afraid to actually swing the frickin bat.

I sighed, unable to find any other reason why I would ever come to a baseball game beside Edward being here.

Jasper walked over to take his batting stance as the girls let out another squeel of joy. He dropped the base of the bat on his right foot, popped it back up toward his hands, bounced it off his left palm, causing it to flip in a circle mid-air like a flag, and caught it with his right hand before swinging it back over his right shoulder to his ready position.

He definetly was a show off, but he was also very good at it. I could tell he was related to Edward.

Cold chills shook through my frame at the sound of the bat cracking against the ball, almost as loud as thunder. Jasper took off running toward first base and made it there before the ball even came down from the sky, into left field. He took second gracefully as the first batter ran in home, shit-eating grin beared on Jasper's delicate face. He could have probably made it to third before the ball caught up to him, but he decided to wait and make faces at the guy at short stop instead.

Edward shouted "Good job!" to him as the girls shouted that he was hot, licking their fingers and touching each other's shoulders with it, making a ssszzzz sound. My fingers curled into tight balls on my knees as the fantasies in my head of them got larger and more gory.

The next few batters looked untalented in comparison to Jasper. One struck out within a minute, the second threw his bat backward because he was so excited to actually hit the ball, and accidently hit the umpire with it. The third tripped over the catcher's mound and fell on his face. Edward definetly had his work cut out for him if he was going to help turn this team around. They all looked like hopeless fools.

Edward didn't get any action within the first set of batters, so I was very excited when he was the first to bat after they switched places and Jasper took the field at third base. The team was cheering him on loudly, the coach shouting to Edward, "Come on, hot shot! Show us what you're made of!"

Edward laughed as he took position, dusting off his pants. He rose the bat over his right shoulder and focused on the chunky guy who was pitching now. The guy stared back at him, twisting the ball in his fingers for a moment, nodding to the catcher after the second finger single. He drew his body backward and raised his left leg and lauched the ball at Edward in full speed, and it came inches from Edward's face.

Edward didn't even move, eyeing him down more. I rose to my feet in a second, half tempted to go punch that guy in his face. He was clearly doing that on purpose to intimidate him.

The ignorant coach blew his magic whistle as the umpire ran to make sure that the school's prized possession wasn't hurt. Edward nodded with a chuckle as the pitcher continued to laugh obnoxiously loud. If there hadn't been so many people around as witnesses, I would have went down there and ripped his damn head off his neck and kicked it out of the field.

The senior girls all had their hands over their mouths, bugged eyed expressions owned to their made up faces.

Edward stuck the bat between his legs, raising his hands to calm the guys in the cage down. "It's fine!" he said, reassuring him that the dumbass pitcher didn't scare him.

Then he turned back around gracefully, resting the bat above his shoulders, and stared at the pitcher again. His glare was enough to scare me, but instead, it made the pitcher laugh. I knew the pitcher had to be pretending that glare didn't bother him, but I still wanted to kill him. And oh, how it'd be so easy to do.

Come on, I whispered below my breath as I crossed my fingers, focusing only on Edward. Get it, get it, get it. Come on Edward, you can do it.

I've never really cared about sports, even though I was a cheerleader. I barely even took the time to make it to the games in order to cheer, and the fact that Charlie had a good standing with the town was the only reason why I remained on the team for so long in the first place. So seeing myself cheer for him, even under my breath, was shocking even to me. What in the world was becoming of me?

The pretty, preppy brunette girl stood up in her 4 inch platforms, raising the sign over her head, bearing a draft of tan skin around her jewel-pierced belly button. "Go sexy!" she shouted with an Ashley Gwinn "Team Spirit" annoying cheerleader voice, but Edward didn't even flinch to look at her, eyeing down the jackass on the mound.

Come on Edward, you can do it, I thought again.

The pitcher did his annoying stage act again, launching the ball much higher than the center of the line.

"Ball!" the umpire shouted.

Edward kept his focus. He looked so unphased by him, it amazed me.

The chunky pitcher replayed his stance, launching the ball at high speed toward Edward's face again. Edward leaned his back a little as his feet remained planted solid to the ground, allowing the ball minimal access to fly by his pefect, full lips.

I was up on my feet before the rest of the girls. "What the hell?" loudly came from my lips, causing the stupid girls to snap their necks to glare at me. I glared back at them.

"Quil, you better cut that out!" the coach shouted, after he asked Edward if he was okay. "Or you're benched!"

"Sorry..." the jackass murmered back, causing a chuckle from a shaggy blonde guy behind him at shortstop. "It slipped."

Jasper eyed that guy at shortstop down with a glare almost as vicious as the one Edward was now known for. "Keep it up, Phil." Jasper warned. Phil flipped him off.

I trailed my eyes over the sand to Edward's feet, up his gorgeous body, and finally to his devastatingly breathtaking eyes. A startle rushed through me as I saw him staring at me, even though he was in his ready-to-bat position. He wouldn't take his eyes off of me.

I bit my lip and forced my eyes from his grasp after a second, motioned my fingers to the pitcher.

"Don't look at me!" I whispered with hand motions to him. "Focus Edward!"

But he didn't move. He kept his jeweled green eyes only on me.

I became really nervous as I stood to my feet, knowing it was only seconds before the pitcher reacted to me being Edward's distraction, knowing he'd take advantage of it. Before I could even shout for him to pay attention, it was too late. I saw the pitcher launch the ball at him through my periphreal vision at him, faster than all the other balls he'd thrown before. But Edward didn't flinch.

CRACK!

Keeping his eyes on me, Edward swung the bat so hard that thunder actually roared above us, causing an echo so loud that I almost jumped out of my skin.

Edward gently placed the bat down to the sand, as the ball flew high up in the air. He reluctantly tore his stare from me as he turned to glare at the pitcher, and though he didn't even take the time to look to see where the ball was going, he actually walked - possibly strutted - in a cocky, slow pace to first base. The ball continued to fly high above the field as Edward stared down the pitcher. The ball flew out of the field quickly and across the parking lot, but Edward didn't pick up his pace. He strutted all the way around the entire field, high-fiving a laughing Jasper as he passed him.

"Keep it up, show off!" Quil warned him with an irritated cock of his head.

Edward smirked, walking over the home plate. He ignored the cheer of all his teammates behind him in line to bat, as well as a few of the guys in the outfield. "Oh," he said reassuringly, sideways grin on his face. "I will."

He continued to eye Quil down as he walked backward, being patted all over his back and chest by his approving teammates before turning around and laughing.

"That's how it's done!" his teammates shouted, continuing to shake him around.

"Nothing's gonna be the same now with Edward here!" the coach shouted as he tossed the ball back to Quil. Quil grinded his teeth, staring down the coach.

I held my breath, my hand over my chest as I unsteadily took my seat again. He didn't even take his eyes off of me. And he was so very cocky. And so gorgeous. And so... cocky.

I had never been more turned on in my life.

Thunder continued to roar above us with a threat of rain as Edward threw his batting glove along the wall of the cage, before grabbing a bottle of water and chugging most of it. With three-fourths of it gone, he poured the rest of it over his face, shaking his glorious hair around, causing water dots to spray everywhere. Then he linked his fingers through the metal fence as he squatted to cheer on his other teammates.

The game went on in a foggy haze. I rarely paid attention to what was going on with the ball, focusing only on Edward and occassionaly Jasper when he batted. Edward showed off, catching every single ball that flew to his territory with ease. He'd catch it behind his back, catch it as he jumped in front of the long fence, catch it after he dove into the ground for it. He was red hot! And oh, it pissed Quil off, causing him to cuss loudly, especially when Edward caused him an out after his first hit.

Before I knew it, we were on the last inning. Phil, the guy who sided with Quil at shortstop earlier, continued to egg Jasper on, making fun of him or Edward at all costs possible. Jasper continued to shake it off, being too much of a classy, well-behaved gentleman to cause a fight in the middle of practice. But I knew he had something boiling under his skin. He sort of reminded me of myself in that mannerism... waiting for his exploding moment.

Edward continued to cheer his team on, standing in right field again. He was always optimistic, and even though he was definetly cocky about his game, he always gave positive feedback to each of his teammates and pointers to anyone who asked for them. He was adorable, and way too kind. And I wasn't the only one eating it up with a spoon. I thought the senior girls over there were going to have a heart attack watching him. And if I had a heartbeat still, I'd probably be right there with them.

Jasper was the very last guy to bat the final round. Again, he showed off with the bat, this time twisting it in a circle over and under his hand. He spun the metal bat in front of his body, above his head, and then somehow keeping the bat spinning, he exchanged it from his right hand to his left hand while the bat was behind his head, and around his body. He was amazing.

"Go sexy!" I heard an unfamiliarly beautiful voice shout. "You can do it honey!"

I leaned over with a stretch, knowing it wasn't the senior girls on the bleachers, looking for the owner of the adorable, excited voice. I found her standing next to the gorgeous blonde, Rosalie and a bulky handsome guy that had his arm over Rosalie's shoulders. Emmett... I guessed after replaying mine and Jessica's discussion earlier about them.

So that meant the beautiful girl with the short, dark hair and petite body was Alice...

I felt a bit of jealousy sway over my body, then as soon as I remembered Rosalie reassuring me that Alice was Jasper's and not Edward's, I relaxed.

Then I suddenly felt a hint of awkwardness, somehow jealous that she could call Jasper hers but I couldn't call Edward mine. I frowned suddenly, upset that she could show off how proud she was of Jasper. I wanted to someday be like that with Edward, although I knew it was clearly wrong for someone in my situation, and never, ever going to happen. I could never be that lucky. Not even in a million, trillion years. Not even if Edward was like me, immortal, and lived to where there'd be no other females on the entire planet but me... I knew I'd never be good enough for Edward. There's no way I could possibly be what he wants.

Jasper cracked the ball at the second swing, sending it straight to Edward in right field..

Thunder crashed over the field with praise. The whole team went silent as Emmett, the bulky guy, began to laugh loudly. Clearly, he was the troublemaker of the "family". Arrogant, just like the rest of them.

Jasper charged for first base as Edward backed up in a run, staring only at the ball. Jasper floated over second base faster than lightening. He wanted it bad, I could tell from the adreneline and blood pumping in his body. But no matter how badly I wanted Jasper to make it home, I wanted Edward to catch it more.

"Go, Go, Go!" the team shouted on both the field and the stands, jumping up and down.

Edward continued to back up toward the fence as the high ball suddenly lowered from the clouds. Jasper ran passed third, his eyes clearly on his prize, formally known as home base.

The ball suddenly fell hard as Jasper was a few feet away and Edward caught it a mere second before Jasper crossed the plate.

The team rejoiced loudly at both sides as Edward held the ball up with his delicate fingers. Jasper saw it and bowed to him before applauding to Edward over his awesome catch. Edward point at Jasper as he and the team ran in, an expression on his face as if telling Jasper he did awesome as well.

As soon as the team ran into the dugout, Edward stuck his hand on Jasper's head, messing up his gorgeous twisty curls as he patted him on his chest. "Excellent hit, brother!" he praised.

Jasper smirked, nodding in agreement. "It was, wasn't it?" he spoke, with his adorable southern drawl.

Alice ran inside the dugout as Emmett slowly followed behind, teasing Edward about his "slow reflexes" and joking about how he could have caught that in a second. Edward just shoved him backward.

Rosalie stood at the fence, waving at me like we were best friends. "Bella!" she shouted. "Come here!"

I shook my head, nerves crossing over me again. "That's okay."

She placed her hands on her hips, smiling at me. "Get over here."

I fidgeted for a moment, but something about her eyes told me I'd better move. So, relectutantly after a few hard swallows, I unsteadily rose and climbed down the bleachers toward her. "Hey Rosalie..." I sputtered, looking down at my feet.

"Bella!" she hugged me with ease, causing me to lock up stiff. Her heart beated roughly on my chest since she was excited, and it took a lot of restraint from my end to not hurt her. "I'm glad you came here! I didn't know you were gonna be here... what are you doing?"

I laughed nervously, pulling myself arms length away from her. "E-Edward invited me."

She smirked, eyeing me up and down. "Reeaaalllyyy..." she mused in a deeper voice, thinking something deviant in her head. "That's awesome."

I nodded, looking back down at my feet. "Yeah, he's really good."

"Yeah, he is. Edward's the best."

"Yeah."

"Bullshit!" Emmett cut in, running up behind her and throwing his arms around her waist in a bear hug. "I could show these two wannabee's a thing or two about baseball."

Rosalie smirked, allowing Emmett to swing her from side to side as her feet dangled off the ground. "Emmett's very sure of himself, Bella." she explained.

Emmett smirked proudly, his eyes shining right into my soul as his babyface drowned me. "That's because I'm the shit."

Rosalie nodded in agreement as he gently placed her on the ground, her heels making a clank sound. "You are the shit, babylove."

Emmett boasted more.

Jasper ran up behind Emmett, knocking his Spartan's baseball cap off his head and onto Rosalie's, messing up her hair a little. She laughed as Emmett chased Jasper around in a small circle, shouting about how he was going to get him. Jasper was quicker though, it was very obvious... though I knew when Emmett finally did catch up to him, he was so big that he could crush him in a heartbeat. Alice ran up and threw her arm around Rosalie's waist, nudging her hip with hers. "Our boys are crazy," she told her. Rosalie nodded with a roll of her beautiful eyes.

They all seem so close and happy, I thought to myself, feeling a pain sting of jealousy and unfamiliar. It was heartbreaking to see that families like that - especially ones as reflective and open as theirs, with the adoptions and all - really did exist outside the movies.

I felt obviously out of place.

"Eddybear!" Emmett shouted, shoving Jasper far away from him as Jasper sprinkled grass over his head. "We're waaaiting!"

"Oh leave him be," Alice said, motherly instinct taking charge of her entergetic body. "He'll be here in a moment." Then her gorgeous eyes found me. "Hi," she said, stepping forward and reaching out her hand. "I'm Alice."

I nodded, slowly reaching to shake hers. "Bella Swan."

She smiled, taking in the color of my hair with her eyes. "I've heard a lot about you, Isabella. Edward and I have the last class together, Calculus-Two. He speaks very highly of you."

I felt more nerves kick over my body as I bit my lip. "Really?" I shuffled my hands, shaking my head from a daydream. "Er, thanks."

Alice nodded as she backed away, wrapping her arm around Jasper's waist with ease. "I think he's got a little crush on you, Bella."

I looked down from her glance quickly, staring at the brown sand beneath our feet. "No." I replied icely, refusing to convince myself it's true, because I knew it'd never be. "We're just friends."

Emmett smirked as he pulled away from Rosalie's grasp, stepping backward and laughing loudly as his hand covered his mouth. "You'll be in his bed by midnight." He cockily replied.

Rosalie reached around and slugged him hard on his right shoulder, causing him to wince a bit. "You're so stupid, you idiot!" she shouted at him.

Now it was Alice and Jasper's turn to laugh.

I so badly wanted to escape. I felt uncomfortable, being around such a perfect group of people. It made me feel so small and insognificant.

Thunder struck above us again, causing me to have goosebumps.

"Hey!" Edward shouted, running up behind me with a smirk. He stood beside me in a second, his right hand extending to lightly touch my shoulder, causing immediate electricity to pass through my body. "I'm sorry it took me so long. Coach Dugger had a few things to tell me."

Before I could reply, Jasper cut in, leaving my mouth hanging open as I stared at Edward's green eyes. "What?" Jasper replied with a smirk. "Did he say he was so proud of you and then ask if he could suck you o-"

"Jasper!" Alice and Rosalie shouted, hitting him on either shoulder.

"What?" He said with a laugh, causing Emmett to burst out laughing again. "It's true! Coach loves him so much, I wouldn't put it past him!"

"Oh my God," Alice said, shaking her head. "Emmett is starting to rub off on you, Jasper."

Jasper ran over to her and bent down to pick a tiny dandelion from the field, before opening her palm and placing it in there. "No darling," he replied, kissing her cheek softly. "I'm not like that." They were so freakin' adorable it made me uncomforably ill.

"Whatever!" Emmett shouted obnoxiously, shoving Jasper to the side again. "Everyone wants to be like me."

"Anyway!" Edward spoke, voice like velvet as he easily regained everyone's attention. I didn't even realize I had stared at him with my jaw hanging down the whole time all that was going on.

"Coach just pointed out to me a few players who I'd need to stay after practice with and help out," Edward continued. "And he told me to not pay attention to Quil Anderson."

Jasper smirked, shaking his head as the country accent took over him again. "Quil and Phillip has got it coming to them, Edward."

Edward nodded, stepping a few inches closer to my side, causing me to lose my breath. "I know it, but we don't have to do anything about it during practice, Jazz."

Jasper nodded as they continued to look at each other with smirks, clearly understanding something about their expressions that the rest of us didn't.

"I-It's fine," I finally responded, feeling like an idiot. "You looked... wonderful out there!"

Edward beamed, his white teeth blinding me. "Thank you, Bella."

"Ooh, thank you Bella," Emmett mocked in a high voice. "I want you so bad and I want you to know that y-"

Rosalie's hands clapped over Emmett's mouth with a pop sound, as she shushed him. "We're leaving now," she demanded, pushing him backward with a cute laugh. "Move it, troublemaker."

Emmett pulled her into his arms, causing her to squeal as he threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, running off to her red convertible.

"Come on," Alice gestured to us. "We're all just hanging out over at the house. Ordering pizza and a movie on pay-per-view or something. Edward, you should invite Bella."

Edward nodded as Jasper pulled Alice along in front of us. "Thank you." he replied, motioning her to run along. She did so after giving him a wink.

After about a moment of soft silence and me listening to his heart beating steadily, Edward spoke again. "So," he replied, looking at me as we reached his Volvo and my car. "Will you be wililng come over to my house for a few hours? I'll even share some pizza with you." His smile melted me in an second.

I bit my lip, looking down as I shook my head. "I... I don't know."

"Oh come on, Bella," he prodded, squatting down to look me in the eyes easier. "You have to come!"

If I could have blushed, it would have been all over my body. "Why?"

"Because..." he thought for a moment, trying to come up with an answer. "Because everyone likes pizza and... because you just... you must."

I laughed, overtaken by his bribary and by how adorable he was. He was irresistable, and he was playing it to his advantage. "Edward," I began, but he cut me off.

"Bella, I won't take no for an answer."

I looked up at him, regretting it immediately as his eyes pierced right into my soul. My mouth hung open with the forgotten response I was going to reply with, as I watched his gorgeous lips move to a side smile.

"I got you." He spoke with confidence.

I nodded, beyond frustrated with myself for giving in and causing more danger for the both of us. "You got me."

"You can ride with me," he decided, motioning to my car. "We'll come back for your car later. Save your gas and all."

I nodded and before I could walk around to his car, I was cut off by a female running between us. My eyes narrowed as her scent crashed over me. The pretty preppy girl.

"Oh my Gosh, Edward!" she shouted, giving him a hug. "You were so awesome! Thanks for inviting us today!"

I felt a sting of regret in my body, should have known he didn't invite just me. Of course he'd invite the pretty girls as well... not like I was anything special.

"You're welcome Julia," he replied casually. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"You were just wonderful!" she gushed on, her hands touching his biceps. "I couldn't believe how cocky you were out there! It was hot!"

I looked down at the ground, thinking to myself how fast it'd be to take her by her hair and yank her head off her body... I bet I could do it in two seconds flat.

"Thank you," he replied again. "Gotta take the chance when you see it."

She nodded, then noticed that he was now looking over her head at me. She looked at me at the same time I looked up at him, an awkward triangle forming around us. "Well," she replied, stepping away from me quickly and reluctantly away from him in all his glory. "I'll... I'll see you tomorrow, Edward."

He nodded, waving to her as she ran back to her group of friends.

"Looks like you got a fan," I muttered the obvious, unable to control the jealousy that has overcome me today.

Edward opened the passenger door for me with his right hand as his left hand reached over the door and caught my shoulder. "Yeah," he replied suavly. "But I don't think I could have done it today without my good luck charm. Thanks for coming, Bella. This meant a lot to me."

I nodded in silence, dazed as I climbed into the car. I watched as he jogged around and climbed in, unable to come up with a response.

He started the car and looked up at me with a mused expression. "What?" he chuckled.

I shook my head, baffled by my confusion, before staring out the passenger window. I couldn't get a grip on myself. "It's nothing," I replied through unsteady breathing. "T-Thank you for inviting me."

Edward nodded, backing up the car quickly and spinning it around in a tight circle. His eyes found mine as he put the car in gear. "You're very welcome."

The car tires spun out as he bailed out of the parking lot, and I saw my life as I knew it pass me by in an instant. I knew what I was doing, and what could happen if I lost control. I replayed everything in my head over, the first time we met, the gossip Jessica told me, the unexplainable drawing of his Mother who passed away, the conversation in Chemistry and in the halls, my overbearing thoughts of him throughout the night when he's not around,... not to mention the "You'll be in his bed by midnight." as Emmet suggested. Regardless, since I knew I wasn't going to allow myself to lose control like that - no, you won't, Bella - I prayed to myself that Edward wouldn't push the subject, unrealizing he was offering his life up to me if he did - literally. Because I knew I'd lose control.

I took a regretted glance at Edward's speedometer, sighing to myself as I called myself an idiot under my breath.

Don't be ridiculous, Bella. Stop it. Edward doesn't see you that way - regardless of if he's a player. Get over it.

I glanced up across Edward's body, my eyes taking in the detail of his lips, his jawline, and his eyelashes. He was perfect, so incredibly perfect.

God, I was getting myself in a enormous amount of trouble.

But there's no turning back once you get inside his car... The damage is done.

So there we go, Chapter 6! Keep the reviews and compliments/suggestions/positive feedback coming in! They are always welcome. Please review and stay tuned!

ANSWERS TO REVIEW QUESTIONS/RESPONSES:

- Though most of you really admire how I've swapped their roles but kept Bella in her character and Edward in his, a few has asked me why she isn't so confident now that she's a vampire. Well, as I've mentioned previously, Bella still doesn't see herself very clearly at all. It's like, she has all this power and knows what she is capable of as far as hunting and superpowers are concerned, but she's always felt like an outsider and unaccepted at school, so she stays to herself and has doubts when it comes to herself. She's very perceptive about everyone else, just not herself. She lost her mother a long time ago and her father's the Chief of police, so she's always kind of been in the background, especially with no motherly-type figure to help her understand things... So yes, Edward is still the dominant one in their relationship/friendship.

- As you can tell from this chapter, I definetly will NOT be going by the book, page by page. There will be different scenarios, different responses, so on so forth, mixed with certain situations the book brings to us... but it will NOT be just role reversal.

- I know most people really enjoy that Bella is the one that is so fascinated by Edward, but for those who have asked, I think I'm making it more clearer as time goes by that Edward is equally as interested and intrigued by Bella as well as she to him... I think as the next chapter progesses, you'll learn more about just how much she interests him... and where that may lead.

- Yes, Charlie's power is the ability to see through objects, such as walls, cell doors, etc. He can pull it back as easily as he can bring it out, and doesn't use it on Bella unless he's worried about her... I hope no one thought he was a pervert when he was looking through her bedroom door, he was just concerned for her...

- Yes, we know Bella's first small power is that she can draw out the future through her art, whether it be sketching or painting... even things she was unable to predict beforehand, like the picture of Edward's mother. More powers to come!

- Alice was hugging on Edward in the 2nd chapter, giving Bella the idea that she was his girlfriend.

- I do love the idea that cristiann romero had suggested - more on that later - so maybe that is how Edward comes to realize what Bella actually IS. Thanks Christiann!

- I don't think I'm going to do anyone else's POV, but I will definetly incorporate my writing so that you understand certain POV's better... I know it's hard to understand now, but hopefully it will pan out for you as time goes on, and you'll have better examples.

- Ali: I understand your feedback about "I almost feel like she gave into him too quickly. At first it was all she could do to not kill him, but now I feel like it isn't a struggle for her anymore, ya know?" and all I can say on that is, Bella has never really gotten herself in a situation where she is actually alone with Edward for more than a few moments in a car. Since she's always been around people in school or whatnot, it's a little easier for her to keep that amount of control over herself, more so because she knows there's just too many witnesses if something was to go wrong... but as times goes by, I think she'll quickly learn more about that, and that's it's more of her just realizing she'd never, ever hurt Edward because he is who he is and becomes so important to her... kind of like EB's relationship in the actual story of Twilight. So, don't give up on that aspect, there's always got to be a certain amount of control - as well as control LOST - that she will battle with.

- Yes, the Cullen's will all still have that close relationship, as you may have found out by this chapter. I really enjoy how strong they are as a team and it's really fun to write about.

- THANKS to anyone who complimented me on the writing, on Rosalie being sweet, about the movie/book indictations I placed sparatically through the story... it's defiently fun to work them in!

- IF I MISSED SOMEONE'S QUESTION, I TRULY APOLOGIZE, PLEASE LET ME KNOW AND I WILL ANSWER IT ASAP!

Sincerely, Angela.