Author's Note: Alrighty. I had a very, very hard time coming up with what to write in this next chapter. Lots of internal debating. I keep saying only blahblahblah more chapters… but for some reason, I keep expanding it cause, I don't want the story to end xD So. Right now, I really only see this chapter… and then one, possibly two, more chapters. It all depends on if I want to write another story, or just write an epilog. Cause… at the moment, I'm thinking that even with this story coming to a close, a whole new story could begin from where this left off.

And, I really, for some reason, want to bring Blake back into this somehow. I think he'll have an appearance in this chapter (considering I'm writing this before writing the chapter, I have no clue… it all depends on if it fits…) well, actually, I just had a brain blast, so we shall see. Yep, we shall see.

Anyway. I'm going to blatantly advertise for my other story (a oneshot) for Harry Potter. If you're a Dramione fan, it's for you. I guess. Probably not my best work… but I sure enjoyed writing it.

So, I warn you now, this chapter is more of a "filler" kinda thing… but I think it will still be rather okay. A bit more fluff, a bit more "crazy", and I think it's going to have a bit more "explanation"…

One of the main comments from the last chapter was that Bella now has to know that Edward is Onyx… well… we shall see. She's not dumb, obviously, but I think (and know since I'm the author) that there is still too much doubt to just absolutely believe the fact he's Edward (again, this is another thing that will be shown in the fanfic).

The other main comment was the fact that she took Edward's vampirism very well, no freak-out, strangely calm. Well, I'm actually rereading through the book now (and new moon, count down to Eclipse now commences, yes) and she didn't take the whole vampire thing very hard in Twilight either. She was fine with it and in the words of Bella herself "It doesn't matter to me what you are" (184 in the hardback version).

So now that I've officially just… written a long author's note for almost no real reason… I will commence to write my next chapter.

I have not edited this chapter, just wrote and posted… as I did with the last one.

Disclaimer: Yes, I do own A Cinderella Story and Twilight… oh wait… that was just a dream.


I continued to stare in Edwards's direction, my eyes following him till he was out of site. He had called me "Cinderella"… that has to mean something right? There was no doubt, Edward was my prince, he was Onyx. Why hadn't he told me sooner? Was there anything to be told? Why does this have to be so difficult?

I went to turn the doorknob when I saw the door was already open and saw Rosalie looking me straight in the face. She looked angry, well, who wouldn't really? I had just gotten home with Edward, the Prince of Forks High.

"Finally," Rosalie said with a sneer.

"What now Rose?"

She replied, "Oh nothing, Fiona's been looking for you."

"Oh really," I rolled my eyes.

"Yes really, and I suggest you go do whatever she wants… or no Yale for you."

"Whatever," I mumbled and pushed past her. I bumped her shoulder which I heard an audible 'umph' but kept walking.

I walked into the Parlor, which had been transformed into Fiona's expensive home spa. As I walked in, Fiona had just been getting out of her tanning bed, you get the picture.

"Bella, where were you," she said in a degrading tone.

"Out," short and simple and more then likely would tick her off.

"Well, the next time you won't be going 'out', I needed you and you weren't here. Now. Bella. Tell me. What was I supposed to do? I needed my laundry done, and now it's not. All because you just had to go 'out'."

"Fiona, I –"

"Oh no, see, because you skipped out this weekend, you'll be working next weekend. Saturday night specifically. Don't worry, I'll have a long list by then… you'll make it up for me," she was pure, unadulterated evil.

"Fiona, can I do it some other time? The school's dance is on Saturday… and I -"

"Oh Bella, I've had something I've wanted to tell you for a long time… and I think you're ready to hear it," she paused for dramatic affect, trying to get a reaction out of me, "You're not very pretty, you're not very smart."

She had struck a cord.

I just walked away, tears threatening to leak down my cheeks… not quite sure how to deal with the situation. As I headed up to my bed room I saw Rosalie laughing while watching the television… why can't I have a 'normal' life. I continued to walk up the steps, and entered my pathetic excuse of a bedroom.

Collapsing on my bed, not caring enough to undress, I slowly fell asleep, tears silently dripping down my cheeks, at this rate, I'll never know if Edward is Onyx.

My dreams were not any more comforting then life. I tossed and turned, images of Fiona and Rosalie cackling, threatening me. Then Sam and Austin, all happy as can be, smiling at me sympathetically. And lastly Edward, looking down at me, but something was different, his eyes were black… and it was terrifying. It ended with his teeth slowly sinking into my flesh, and with that I woke up screaming.

The sky was the typical gray of Forks, and I headed into the bathroom to make sense of my dream. I knew I wasn't afraid of Edward, if anything… he was just the most perfect guy for me. But he was a vampire… what did I know about vampires? Nothing, and that's a bit frightening.

After my shower I went back to my bedroom and booted up my computer. My first instinct was to check my mail, but I decided I'd do some research. I went to a search engine and typed in 'Vampire'. Needless to say, 99.9 of the top results were for movies. After some scrolling there was a 'Vampires A-Z'.

After looking around the site, I learned that vampires were, well, basically thought as mythical creatures that manipulated women and children. There were, however, a couple that caught my eye, specifically when I found a vampire defined as 'enemy to those who hunt human in their territory', who knows, maybe that was Edward. I kept looking through the rest of the information until I gave up, it didn't matter. I had fallen for Edward hard, and even though he may be a vampire (he could be crazy, I haven't completely ruled that one out yet) it really doesn't matter. He's still the same person.

By then I didn't have much to do, after checking my messages (there were none) I went off and got dressed for the day. After dressing in a comfortable outfit, I head my computer bing. It was Onyx, honestly…not that surprising.

Onyxeyes: Good morning Cinderella, and how did the fair maiden sleep?

YaleGirl: Pretty damn terrible.

Onyxeyes: …may I know the reason?

YaleGirl: Family, Edward, crazy reactions… the dance. THE DANCE x-x;;

Onyxeyes: …what about the dance?

YaleGirl: Fiona. She's giving me a very very long list of chores, specifically for Saturday night.

Onyxeyes: What are to do then?

YaleGirl: I've been thinking. I'm contemplating sneaking out. Sam would help me.

Onyxeyes: As long as I get to see you.

YaleGirl: Hey Onyx, is there something you'd like to tell me?

Onyxeyes: Like what?

YaleGirl: Perhaps your identity?

Onyxeyes: Ahaha, fat chance Bella.

YaleGirl: I find it so unfair. You know exactly who I am, yet I have no clue who you are, well, actually. I have a clue.

Onyxeyes: You do, do you? Let me hear this 'clue'.

YaleGirl: I had a lot of fun last night. I really love being with you, I'm sure the dance will be even better.

Onyxeyes: …what are you talking about?

YaleGirl: Oh nothing, just remember not to slip up next time at the end of the date, lol.

Onyxeyes: Wait, what?

YaleGirl: I'll see you later, 'My Prince' ;-)

After that I signed off. I had no clue how I had even gotten the courage to even get close to playing a 'mind game' with Onyx. I could have just quite possibly made a complete fool of myself; Onyx may not be Edward… though now, that seemed like a number one possibility.

My day was passing by extremely slow. The fact that Edward had told me he would call was not forgotten, it was actually the whole reason I actually stayed and hung around the house for as long as I did. Every time the phone would ring, I would run to pick it up, not that I wouldn't just be told to do so anyway, but it would always be for Rose or Fiona.

By two in the afternoon, I had given up. I needed to get away, do something. No amount of homework would be able to cure this boredom… even if I wanted to do it. As I walked out the door, the phone rang again. I walked to go pick up when Rose had already gotten it.

"BELLA," she screeched.


"It's Sam," she had a disgusted look on her face, and then threw the phone to me.

"Bella?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, it's me," I sighed.

"Okay, so, guess…WHAT?!?" She…was excited, obviously.


"So, next weekend, well, actually. You remember Austin's long lost brother person whatever?"

"Uh, yeah, Tristan right?"

"Yeah, him. Anyway. He and Rory are coming back next weekend. For the dance. I know, come across the country for a dance? Crazy right? Anyway. So I'm excited… it should be fun."

"Okay… someone had sugar this morning," I was laughing silently to myself.

"Oh hush. So. Spill. How was hanging out with Edward last night?"

"It… was amazing. Oh gosh. Sam, I have so much to tell you…" and then I realized that if I told the story now, I wouldn't get out of the house, I decided I wanted to go out and tell her in person, "over the phone doesn't do this story justice," I was hoping she'd be up to hang out.

"That good eh? Well then, you have to come get me, right now, and we'll go to first beach. Sound good?"

"Sounds good."

"See you in a bit Bells," and with that we both hung up.

I got up and grabbed my coat once again, "Fiona? I'm going out!" I called.

"Don't be late, I have a list for you today, and don't get the idea that you can get out of it," I was out the door before she could finish.

Getting to Sam's was easy, she was sitting on the front porch, ready and waiting to just jump in. As soon as she sat down she was asking questions that were easily answered. Once we reached the beach, we walked along the water's edge.

"So… spill!"

"Well, he brought me to the beach actually…"


"Yeah. It was amazing. We had a picnic and everything."

"That's so sweet, so tell me some details!"

"Uh, we just we hung out… learned more about each other. He's amazing Sam, everything you'd want and more I guess."

"So… juicy details, the kissing… anything? Come on I feel like I'm being held in the dark here," she said with a pouty face.

"Oh, he's an amazing kisser, literally takes my breath away. But he's so sweet, no real 'force' or whatever… it's just. Unbelievably great."

"Sounds like it, so, where does this put you with Onyx?"

"Oh, I totally forgot to tell you about that!"

"What, tell me, now."

"So, at the end of the date Edward called me 'his Cinderella' and… I have a feeling that he's Onyx," I said with a smile.

"Oh gosh, that is so great Bella! I don't think that this could ever have a better outcome."

"Well, it's not for sure yet, but, I'm feeling lucky."

"Sam… there's a big problem with next Saturday…"


"Yesterday, I got home 'too late' and Fiona is making me stay home next weekend… chores she says."

"Well, we'll just have to fix that."


"Okay. Here, do the chores. But. I will be kidnapping you two hours before the dance. No buts about it. You'll be fine. Fiona will be preoccupied with Rose anyway; they won't notice you're gone till they suddenly decide they need to you fetch a bone."

"Sounds great, except for the part where they notice I'm gone."

"I wouldn't worry about it."

"But I do," I replied with a slight shiver.

"It's okay. Isn't it worth it… meeting your Prince?"

"Yeah, it is," I said with a slight smile.

"Good, so now we have a plan. If we're lucky, you'll get enough chores done that the fact that you're not around the house goes unnoticed. Then you could get back later that night, after the dance, and they'll never notice. You know that going to that dance is the right thing, right?"

"I know."

"Well, that's good. Now, lets head back to the car… it's a little chilly," we turned around, and started walking back to the car

Once back at the car, I noticed another car – a jeep – in the parking lot. It took me a minute to notice who it was, but then realized it was Blake, of all people.

I just ignored him and got in my car, Sam following my lead. Once I started up my car, there was a tapping on my window, needless to say, it startled me. I looked over and it was Blake. He tapped again, so I rolled down my window, a scowl on my face.

"What do you want Blake?"

"Just saying hi," he said with a tone that suggested otherwise.

"What," I said again, "do you want?"

"Okay, Bella, I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out today."

"Uh, obviously, I don't," I said glaring at him then glancing over at Sam. "How did you even know I was here?"

"I didn't, I always come here on Sundays. I was surprised to see your truck – and before you ask how I knew it was yours… Bella, come on, your car is one of a kind here in Forks," he said with a laugh.

"Great, well, I don't want to hang out with you. So. I'll be leaving now," with that the window was rolled up once again, and we were out of the parking lot, on the way back to Sam's house.

"Bella, why is that kid so persistent?"

"I have no clue," I replied shrugging my shoulders.

"Well, that kid's annoying. He's like Mike Newton."

"Tell me about it," and we both proceeded to laugh.

Once I got back home, it was nearing five. Fiona and Rose had gone out somewhere, and I found my chore list on the counter. It wasn't much, just laundry (nothing new), dishes, and vacuuming.

I had gotten through the laundry and just about finished the dishes when the phone rang. After wiping off my hands, I walked over and picked it up.


"Have you checked the children?"

"Excuse me?" I said kinda nervous.

"Haha, Bella, it's just me – Edward," he was laughing extremely hard.

"Good, cause, I don't think I could take a whole 'When a Stranger Calls', specially when there are no children… hm, how would that work?"

"I'm not sure… maybe we could talk about it after I pick you up in a little bit,"

"What was that Edward?" I was smiling, I knew exactly what he had said.

"I want to pick you up, and I want to go out and do something together."

"What about what I want to do Mr. Cullen?"

"Whatever you want to do is what I want to do of course."

"Oh, that is where you are wrong."

"Oh really?"

"Oh yes."

"Fine, then, what do you want to do?"

"I just want you to come over here. We can just hang out here… Fiona and Rose are out, we'll have the house to ourselves until at least eleven."

"Bella…" he said hesitantly, "is that safe?"

"If you're referring to what I think you are, we have to talk about that too. But. Here, at my house, and I'm sure it's safe. I don't care what you are Edward, I just want you with me… I know you won't hurt me."

"How can you be so sure," he doubted himself.

"After spending all the time together in the past couple days, we've been alone… and you haven't done anything then, why should now be any different?"

"Alright, I'll be there soon."

As we hung up, I looked down. I was wearing one of the most ugly outfits I had ever seen, but… since when did I ever really care? When Edward entered my life I started to care.

As he said, he had arrived 'soon'. I just nearly finished the chores when he arrived at my door. When I answered I was greeted by the beauty that was Edward. His eyes were smoldering, and temporarily sent me into a haze. When I finally came to, he was looking down at me with a smirk.

"Are you going to invite me in?"

"Oh!" I said embarrassed, "Yeah, come in!"

He walked through the house and went and sat right down on the couch. I just followed and looked around the room, I never had paid attention to how much Fiona had changed this room… it was a pink… with purples, reds, and oranges accenting it. I walked over to the bookshelf to find that my father's old books had been replaced with "How to Lose Weight: The Salmon Way" and other various titles following that example.

When I turned around, Edward was watching me, studying me, intently. Our eyes met for a moment, then he patted the sofa as to beckon me to sit by him.

I sat down next to him, looking at the ground. I wasn't so sure how to start the conversation… but I needed to know more about him. As I began formulating my questions I felt a cold arm wrap around my waist and pull me against Edward's side. I looked up to meet his eyes; they had such a depth in them. I was getting lost, and hadn't heard what he has asked me.


"I said," he smiled slightly, "What is it that you want to know? I can see the questions just… it's a long list isn't it?"

"Not that long," I said quietly.

"Well, what is the first thing you want to know?"

"How are you able to be around me…?"

"I don't hunt humans – "


"Let me finish please," he stated as he brushed my cheek with the back of his hand, "My family, we're all vampires obviously, has found alternatives. We hunt animals. Though no matter how unbelievably tempting you are right now," he bent down and kissed my forehead, "my thirst is bearable at the moment."

"Oh," I thought for a moment before continuing my questioning. "Why do you hunt animals? I mean, don't get me wrong… I'm grateful that you do, but… why?"

"I don't want to be a monster. It's all about dealing with what you've been dealt. Sometimes there's more then one option. You have to pick the one that's best for you."

"Edward… why did you act like, well, somewhat like you hated me that first day?"

"Oh, I was hoping that at some point you'd forget that. Well, your blood… is very appealing to me."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it's like… different flavors of ice cream, sorry," he said quickly, shooting me a worried glance.

"It's fine… just explain it anyway you can," I said taking his hand in mine.

"Well, you prefer certain flavors over others; some things appeal more to you then others. While everything smells great, sometimes something just… trumps the rest," he said with a smirk.

"Oh, so I trump the others?" I said laughing.

"Yes, and a million times over," he replied joining me in my laughing. "Was there anything else you wanted to know?"

"When… I guessed you were a werewolf; you made a face… that was just like. You hate the idea, are they real too?"

"Well, there aren't any in this region… and I've never encountered any… but they're real as far as I know. I'm pretty sure Carlisle has encountered them. But, they're basically our mortal enemies to make it simple."

"…oh," I didn't have much to say to that.

"Is that all you wanted to know Bells?"

"Basically. Oh. Saturday, there's a slight complication."

"With the dance? What, you can't save me a dance now?"

"Oh, no, that's not it. But, I'm not sure if I'll make it to the dance at all," I replied hiding my head in his shoulder.

"What? Why?"

"Fiona," I mumbled. "She's… well. I came home 'late' last night, so now I have a lot of chores to do next Saturday to make up. After that she decided that I'm not pretty or smart, and I officially don't know why I just told you that," a blush forming on my cheeks.

"Well, she's right," I started at him.

"Wha - "

"You're not pretty… you're beautiful. And. Well. You are smart, obviously. Now, we have to find a way to get you to that dance. I refuse to miss out on dancing with you," he said with a smile.

"Well, Sam came up with a plan. Fiona will be so busy with Rose that day… if I just get the most important and noticeable chores done first, Sam will come and pick me up two hours before the dance. From there we'll head to Rhonda's, and from there… we're off to the dance. And, then, basically… it's all about getting back to the house before I'm missed."

"Sounds good to me," he replied.

We sat in silence for the rest of the time, just tangled up in our own thoughts. His arm was wrapped tightly around my waist while I was sitting on his lap, my head resting on his shoulder.

The clock stuck eleven, and I felt him begin to move under me, "Bells… I got to go now."

"No…" I whined.

"Bella," he groaned playfully, then easily picked me up and carried to my bedroom and placed me on my bed. "Hey, I'll see you tomorrow okay?"

"You better," I replied. He then leaned down and brushed my lips with his. Before he could get away, I wrapped my arms around his head, pulling him back down to me. He kissed me again, more forceful this time. His hands were in my hair and on the back of my neck; bring myself closer to his form. Just as I was about to deepen the kiss, he broke away from me easily, and smiled.

"Let's not tempt me too much now," he laughed slightly, and bent down and kissed my forehead once again, before turning and leaving.

I fell asleep, fully clothed, dreaming of Edward and what was coming my way next.

The week of school passed without consequence. As per usual I hung out with Sam, Austin, and Carter, though now we had a fifth added to our group, Edward. It was strange at first, though Sam accepted him without thinking about it, Austin following her example. Carter was hesitant at first, though he eased into the idea by the middle of the week.

Edward and I were now inseparable, we only had two classes together, but he would always be there for me as soon as classes ended, to walk me to the next one. He really was the perfect guy.

By Friday afternoon, I was ready for the dance. I hadn't forgotten about Onyx, but he certainly wasn't as a high priority as before, due to the fact that by this time… I was fairly sure it has been Edward the whole time.

Saturday morning came, and I worked my ass off getting that list finished. As Sam had predicted, Fiona was fawning over Rosalie the whole time, nearly forgetting to give me a list.

By the time Sam had come to get me, I had washed the floors, washed cloths and bed sheets, made beds, vacuumed nearly the whole house, and finished cleaning the pool. The dishes had been finished earlier that day, along with taking the cars to the carwash. Her huge things, that would be noticed, had been finished.

Sam ran into the house, grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the house. We headed to Rhonda's; Sam talked the whole way, telling me how excited she was that it was finally happening.

We finally got to Rhonda's and knocked on the door. When Rhonda got to the door she looked at me, what I was wearing and what I looked like – which, I looked like hell.

She had an amused smirk on her face and beckoned me to come in. I stepped into the house, Sam following close behind, and went to the room Rhonda had kept my dress in. After I stepped in, Rhonda and Sam came over and looked me over.

"Rhonda, we have a lot of work to do," Sam said, realizing for the first time, what I looked liked.

"Yeah we do Sam… Bella," she said, "Go get a shower… you need it," she said laughing.

I walked down the hall, and started the shower. It felt great against my cold skin. I was overly excited for this dance, hoping that Edward was my prince. I no longer had any doubts, tonight was going to be my night. Anything goes, and everything will be fine.

I walked back into the bedroom that Rhonda and Sam had been waiting in, and looked at Sam then back to Rhonda.

"Okay guys, turn me into Cinderella," I said with a smile. Both girls got up, and ran over, shoving me into the vanity seat. It was going to be a long two hours.


Author's Note: Okay, this is a more recent note, the other one I wrote about a month ago… before writing the actual chapter. Which, I did today (8-14-07) hehe. Anyway. I'm sorry I haven't updated in forever. See, I outlined the whole chapter (I'll take a picture if someone wants to see it) and… while I was outlining, I decided I wanted to draw, so now I have the whole manga/anime concept of vampire eyes al over the front and back. It's a mess.

Anyway. My muse was missing for writing, but it was there for drawing –shrug- I want to write my own story, my own characters, and stuff. Have wanted to for a long time. If anyone has any character name ideas, PM me… cause I have character descriptions that could help come up with a name. I also need plot ideas, and such. And a setting concept. Hm.

I'm going to start school in a week, yay? Eh. It's going to take up some of my time due to the fact that I'm taking all honors/ap courses. So we'll see.

I READ ECLIPSE. So great, I loved it. Made me cry so much. And I'm so looking forward to the fourth book.

Hm. Oh. I made a HUGE playlist for like. All three books, and this fanfic. It's just about 6.5 hour long playlist. If you're interested I'll give some of the titles out at some point in the future?


Okay. I want to try and reach over 200 reviews –nodnod- I know you guys can do it! I see how many have this story as an alert/favorite. Now you all just need to review!

Thanks again,