A/N: More updates! I've had a sudden inspiration, and now I want to write lots, lol
Because a lot of people were asking, we are aware that the last chapter was typed out in all capitals. Sorry for any inconvenience.
Chapter Seventeen, I think?- Bella's POV (age seventeen)
Tomorrow was Friday. Fridays are always nice; people seem to be happier on Fridays.
I sighed and pulled on my old headphones. I couldn't concentrate on my Trigonometry any longer, so I dropped my pencil and began to relax to the familiar tunes of my lullaby.
I vaguely noticed the sound of the front door opening and closing, but I just assumed it was Charlie coming home. My eyelids slowly began droop and I sat back in my chair.
Each note filled my senses with memories of Edward. Oh, Edward, how I miss thee. I hadn't seen him in nearly four hours. That was very unsettling. I absentmindedly started to hum the notes as I turned my necklace over in my hands, staring out the window.
The tune began to pick up pace and I closed my eyes, imagining a world of colours, swirling around with the music. As the lullaby grew louder, I wasn't really humming anymore. I sang out the notes quietly until I was suddenly reminded of something important.
Charlie was already home. He had been for hours.
I shot up in my seat, pulling the earphones off and turning around.
"Don't stop," Edward grinned at what I can only assume was a comical expression on my face.
"Charlie let me in," he chuckled.
"Right," I mumbled, still a little flustered.
He walked over and lifted me out of my chair, only to sit back down and pull me onto his lap.
"Oh Bella?" he whispered into my right ear.
I turned my head to face him, but he dodged away, putting his face next to my left ear.
"I'm over hear, silly,"
I tried to face him again but he was on my right now.
"Bella, Bella, Bella,"
I turned again, but at the last second snapped my head back the other way, catching him in a kiss.
He tried to deepen it but I laughed and pulled away.
"Charlie's downstairs," I warned, giving him a playful smile.
He let his hand slowly drop from my waist as I stood up and began to put away my textbooks. He watched me until I had wandered over to the bed and flopped down. His pout vanished and he grinned.
"You're right," he started, putting on a show of depression.
"Am I?" I asked a little disappointed.
"I guess I'll just have to wait until tomorrow,"
I looked up at him, confused.
"Tomorrow? What's tomorrow?"
He dropped his little charade and stared blankly at me.
"Oh come on, Bella. It's Friday. Let's think about it."
My brows furrowed and I put a finger to my chin. Tomorrow… What's tomorrow? Hmmm. I let my shoulders slump, giving up.
"No idea… Care to fill me in, Knower of All That is Wondrous"
He grinned devilishly at me.
"No, I don't think I will. Its all the more fun this way, you see."
--- The Next Day, ??????? ---
I rose with the birds next morning. Something was bugging me, refusing to let me sleep any longer. I knew I was missing something important. Friday. What's Friday?
I quickly got ready, rushing to see Edward. I threw my cereal bow into the sink, passing by the fridge in the process. I noticed a sloppy note scrawled onto the pad.
I'll be at Edward's house when you get home from school. Carlisle and I just wanted to get together again. Esme invited you for dinner, I'm sure Emmett will be there, too. I think she also mentioned someone else, James or something. Be careful on the roads, Kid, it's raining pretty hard.
That's odd. Edward hadn't been talking about me having to endure a night with James, had he?
My day passed by uneventfully. Edward picked me up, refusing to say anything on the topic of my day's schedule. He knew I could read him too well. Classes were boring and tedious; the curriculum in Forks was different than Phoenix. Lunch came and went, also without any form of information. Alice, Rose, Jasper, and Emmett were acting strangely. They didn't talk much, or really look at me either. They were definitely hiding something.
By the end of the day, I was more confused than ever. I had passed James on my way to the parking lot and he said something about "having fun tonight". I approached the silver Volvo in record time, ready for some answers.
Edward was waiting patiently for me, pulling the door open as I neared. I plopped down, huffing as he grinned at me and came around to the driver's side.
He quickly turned the ignition and pulled out into the line of cars waiting to get around the busses.
"What about Emmett?" I asked. Emmett, Edward, and I usually drove home together.
"With Rose," he answered easily.
A little too easily. I didn't believe it for a second.
"What is going on here!" I half shouted as we sped onto the empty streets of Forks.
He smiled, somehow finding amusement in my outburst.
"You really don't know?"
I folded my arms and raised an eyebrow at him.
He just smiled.
We pulled into the driveway then, distracting me from my agitation.
I gulped. Is James really in there?
I stepped out of the car and followed Edward up the front steps.
I was about to reach out for the doorknob when Edward stopped me.
"Oh, Bella? I don't know when we'll be alone again tonight and I believe that you owe me a little something." He smiled, putting a hand on my back and pulling me closer.
I easily obliged, pressing my lips to his. I was only able to enjoy it for a few moments, however, when I heard the door swing open.
"Happy Birthday, Bella!" chanted the voices of Emmett, Rose, Alice, Jasper, James, Carlisle, Esme, and my father.
They all slowly died down as Edward and I broke apart, stunned. I was too terrified to look over at our spectators, and instead watched Edward for his reaction.
At first he was shocked, worried, and a little scared, but his face smoothed out into a funny grin.
"Hey, Emmett?" He asked, still gazing down at me.
Emmett cleared his throat a little and answered with a small "yeah".
Edward looked at me for another moment before finally turning to his brother.
"I've been playing piano since I was about nine years old. And you know what? I love it." He announced with a smile on his face.
A/N: Ahahahahah! I'm sorry, but I find this funny. I've been planning it since I wrote the notes being passed between him and Bella. I figured that if he 'would sooner tell his brother', then he SHOULD tell his brother :)
I'm back and ready for business! I know I haven't posted in a while, but like I said, I've been inspired. Maybe it's the holiday season, maybe I was hit too hard on the head, but don't you worry: I still have no life and therefore have lots of time for writing! Huzzah!
EDIT~ I went back and checked, this is actually chapter sixteen lol I should pay more attention ;D