BPOV

I watched the others at the table stare at me for a long moment. After that I just stood up

"I've got to go, I need to talk to my English teacher about the quiz on Friday." I lied casually, getting up and leaving. I picked up my lunch tray and purse and headed out the door, dumping my lunch as I went. I winced when I saw Edward following me. What did he want? I turned to face him, the hallway was empty, seeing as everyone was in the cafeteria.

"Yes?" I asked, feigning boredom. He ran a hand through his hair nervously, you could tell from his face he was anxious.

"Bella... are you ok? What you said in there... it wasn't like you at all." I cocked my head to the side

"And how would you know what's like me and what isn't?" My voice was condescending, amused. I inwardly cringed. So I was going to push him away too? The one person who I wanted to see the best in me... I was about to make him hate me. His eyes widened in surprise, and he leaned against the lockers behind him, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Because I know you." He said quietly, staring into my eyes. His... smoldered... with an emotion I can't even describe. I had to look away. I composed myself and snorted.

"Edward you knew me when I was thirteen years old. I'm seventeen now. I went through a little thing called 'Puberty'. I'm not the same." I said, rolling my eyes. He shrugged

"I still know you." I glared, slightly frustrated.

"You don't know anything about me." I snarled. He raised an eyebrow.

"I don't?"

"You don't!" I said, my eyes stinging. What the hell was wrong with me? I've only seen him for a few hours and I'm already going crazy! "You don't know what happened after we moved! You don't know how I felt! You want to know why I never wrote to you? Because I knew you wouldn't understand! You don't know half of what was going on in that house before we got out of Forks! You don't know me, you don't know me at all." I was breathing hard by the time I finished my little rant. I waited for him to yell at me, walk away, tell me what a bitch I am. But that jerk just reached out and cupped my cheek. And I didn't pull away.

"I know you make a wish at 11:11. I know your favorite book was Alice in Wonderland. I know that you hate sappy romance novels. That you have the ability to kill any plant you get your hands on. And I know that you, Bella Hale, are scared." He said softly, but firmly. I was shivering. How is it that he can always read me like a book? How can I not see him for four years and still go weak in the knees when he touches me? It's not fair. I backed away, turned, and fled down the hall, knowing he was watching me go.

APOV

I watched my brother and best friend run out of the room sadly. I know something's wrong but... I sighed. They'll have to work it out on their own I guess... I turned to the cute blonde who was supposedly Bella's adopted brother. I smiled at him cheerfully

"Hi! I'm Alice!" He blinked and smiled unsurely; it was so adorable...

"U-uh, hi. I'm Jasper." He said, a little shyly, brushing some hair out of his eyes. His voice had a slight southern twang in it. He was wearing baggy faded jeans and a white cotton t-shirt. It wasn't vogue material but I liked his style. Effortlessly sexy.

"So, which do you like better, French or Chinese?" I asked, reaching forward and tucking some hair behind his ear.

"Um... chinese?" He replied, looking utterly confused.

"Great, then you can take me to P. F. Chang's." I said happily. I was ecstatic. After all, it was my favorite restaurant.

"W-what?" He asked, surprised, looking slightly like a deer in the headlights.

"Your taking me to dinner at P. F. Chang's on Friday night. Here's the addresses of my house and the restaurant." I said, handing the poor guy a slip of paper with the information on it.

"I... I am?"

"Yes."

"Like... a date?"

"Of course Jazz, get with the program, oh and it's a nice restaurant, so you'll need a coat and tie."

"Uh... yes ma'am." He said feebly. I smiled and pecked him on the cheek.

"Good boy!"

JPOV

What... just happened?

RPOV

I was talking to Emmett, and... having fun. I know. I'm shocked too.

"You guys have a band? That's... so cool!" I said breathlessly, then I blushed. Wow. Way to play it cool Rose. He grinned

"You think so?" He asked, excitedly. Kind of like a little kid. A smile slowly spread across my face.

"Yeah... I do." His smile widened. My heart kicked into overdrive. He fished around in his backpack for a minute, pulling out a CD.

"Here, this has got most of our best selling tracks on it, and a few of my favorites. I'll make sure to get you in to our next show." He said happily. I nodded.

"I'd like that." I said, reaching out to take the CD, the edge of the case pulled on my shirtsleeve, tugging it up a little. I hurriedly pulled it back down. Emmett blinked while I put the CD in my purse.

"Hey Rose?"

"Yeah?"

"What happened to your arm?" He asked innocently. I paled slightly

"Oh... uh... I was brushing my cat. I guess I got scratched." I said, pulling my purse over my shoulder.

"You have a cat? I love cats. I mean, I like dogs better, but cats are great! What's his name?" I wanted to smack myself upside the head.

"Uh... uh..." I glanced around the cafeteria for inspiration, the only thing I saw was the guy who sat next to me in History "...Steven." I finished lamely. He blinked

"You named a cat Steven?" I blushed and said defensively

"He looked like a Steven!" He shrugged.

"Ok, ok, can I meet him?" I blinked. I should tell him that my cat is terrible with strangers and will claw his eyes out. But then I realize that my showing him my cat would mean him coming to my house... and the words pop out of my mouth.

"Sure. How does Wednesday sound?"

"Great! I guess I'll see you in English then?"

"Sure, see you there!" I watched him go, and sagged. Great. Now I have to get a cat that looks like a Steven. In two days. I'm screwed.

Hey guys! I finally updated! You can stone me to death now... don't own Twilight! And there might be some EsmexCarlisle next chapter! What do you guys think?