Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. I don't own any of the plots or characters. (Though I wouldn't mind calling any of the Cullen boys "mine"!) I can only take credit for the scenarios I have envisioned on my own.

I also don't own rights to the songs at the beginning and end of every chapter. A good rule of thumb is that if it is in italics, then I can't take credit for it. :)



And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress

-Fearless, Taylor Swift


"It was the same room, I realized quickly; the furniture had just been rearranged. The couch was pushed to the north wall and the stereo shoved up against the vast shelves of CDs-to make room for the colossal bed that now dominated the central space.

It matched. The coverlet was a dull gold, just lighter than the walls; the frame was black, made of intricately patterned wrought iron. Sculpted metal roses wound in vines up the tall posts and formed a bowery lattice overhead. My pajamas were folded neatly on the foot of the bed, my bag of toiletries to one side.

"What the hell is all this?" I spluttered.

"You didn't really think he would make you sleep on the couch, did you?"

"I'll give you some privacy," Alice laughed. "See you in the morning.""

-Eclipse, Stephanie Meyer

Yes, yes I did. I thought to myself. There was nothing wrong with the couch-it was huge and comfortable even. It didn't seem like a shameful thing to me, but I should have known that it would have appeared that way to Edward, the perfect age-old gentleman that he was.

I stared at the bed in a daze as I changed into my pajamas and prepared for bed. I shut my eyes and opened them again and the bed was still there. I shook my head and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, still analyzing how I felt about this new development. As far as I was concerned, it was obviously un-necessary, like so many other extraordinary things Edward deemed necessary. I could hear his voice now as I walked back into the room, Humor me. I smiled as I heard his voice, so velvety and beautiful in my mind (though it was nothing compared to really hearing his voice). I pulled the coverlet back to reveal a white rose attached to a note with Edward's beautiful script.

"Have fun with Alice, and be nice-she's been looking forward to this.

P.S. Look after my heart-I've left it with you."

I sighed involuntarily as I read his note and couldn't help the soft smile that spread across my face. I sniffed the beautiful flower before climbing into bed, looking towards the door.

"Alice?" I said, no louder than if she were standing in the room, I knew she would be able to hear me regardless. The door opened less than 30 seconds later and Alice peeked around the corner with a smile. "Thanks for making this hostage thing a little less hostage like." I teased. "I'll, um, try to do better with the girly stuff tomorrow." I gave a sheepish smile.

Alice grinned at my response. "I knew you'd come around." She grinned triumphantly. "So we can take the Porsche out tomorrow." I heard her add as she practically danced away.

I rolled over and looked out the windows along the south wall, looking at the shadows the moonlight created in the trees, and thought of Edward. "You have my heart too." I murmured before drifting off to sleep.

Alice was ready for me when I woke up, ready to turn me into her own dress-up doll that is. I remembered Edward's note, but decided this was going a little too far. I convinced her I couldn't go to school looking completely different than normal; everyone would be talking about it in a small town like Forks. Besides, the amount of attention and speculations would be unnerving given Alice's flamboyant tendencies. After fighting Alice off, and compromising by promising to let her buy me an outfit that night, we were finally able to make it downstairs so that I could get some food-Edward had reminded Alice to leave time for me to eat, since something so trivial as eating wasn't part of her normal routine. Esme was as sweet as always, trying to fix me an exquisite breakfast, courtesy of a cooking video she had ordered shortly after it became clear that I was going to be a permanent addition to the family. I didn't want to hurt her feelings by telling her that PopTarts were my normal breakfast and were perfectly fine, so I graciously accepted what she had made me and was pleasantly surprised by how good it really was-for someone with no sense of taste in regards to human food.

Alice and I finally made it to school, and, despite the changes to my normal morning schedule, we were on time. Classes were excruciating without Edward, especially since I had every class with him except for Calculus. His absence meant that I was sitting in the back of the room, in our normal seats, alone. I briefly wondered why Alice hadn't suggested skipping, or why I hadn't. Sure, it was the end of the year and maybe I should be there to prepare for the final tests before graduation, but it all seemed so trivial, especially since I knew I had only a few more weeks as a mortal. The idea of spending forever with Edward made me smile, but also gave me butterflies. I daydreamed about the future through the rest of the morning; once, in English, I was caught in the middle of my trance by Mr. Berty, who gave me a disappointed frown when I asked him to repeat the question. However, I made it to lunch without any further interruptions. As I walked to the cafeteria to meet Alice, I revisited the idea of skipping and wondered what would be the best method of broaching the subject to Alice: should I just suggest skipping the rest of the day or should I play her own card against her and suggest starting her shopping expedition early? I knew I had a split second to decide, since she would get a vision of me asking. But it was still worth a shot.

"Hey Alice," I said as I met her at the doors of the cafeteria. She flashed me a smile in response, looking at me expectantly. "So, I was thinking…maybe we could-"

"I thought you'd never ask!" Alice squealed, cutting me off as she grabbed my arm and practically drug me to the car. I'm sure she would have picked me up and carried me if it wouldn't have looked odd to the other students.

"Edward never said we had to go to school." She grinned wickedly as the car shot off towards their house.


We'll scream loud at the top of our lungs
And they'll think it's just cause we're young
And we'll feel so alive
Throw it away
Forget yesterday
We'll make the great escape
We won't hear a word they say
They don't know us anyway
Watch it burn, let it die
Cause we are finally free tonight

-The Great Escape, Boys Like Girls


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