Disclaimer : I don't own it. Trust me, if I owned Edward, I wouldn't be sitting on my arse, writing about him. I'd be living Bella's life. :D

Summary : Basically a collection of one-shots based off the popular books/movie(s) with my own personal additions/perspectives. Each will probably be themed, which could be a scene from one of the books/ movie(s), an aspect of Bella/Edward/Jacob, etc. Most one-shots will be posted randomly and more or less unrelated (other than the fact they are from the same books/movie(s)).

And yes, I know, the Title sucks. Sorry, couldn't think up anything else.

Note : MAY be OOC in places. Will NOT be exactly like the books/movie(s), since I don't know everything off by heart. Maybe have mixed up information... Maybe just...consider it AU? I'll also try to put if it's related to a movie scene, book scene, and which book/movie.

Pairings : Mainly Edward/Bella. Maybe hints of Jacob/Bella. Some sides of Alice/Jasper, and possibly fainter hints of Rosalie/Emmett, Carlisle/Esme.

Rating : 'T' for language and any minor graphic scenes.






(Scene/POV Changes)

My idea of how the field trip SHOULD have gone. Not that it was bad, but... I would have preferred the blood-typing to the greenhouse. Again, not all lines/quotes will be the same.

Book : a cross of the book and the movie Twilight.



"Alright everyone, let's go, let's go." Mr. Banner was crowding the students on to the two waiting school buses.

Standing by my red truck, I felt my heart racing as I looked down at the bits of tail light that remained. It was all that was left of my near-death experience, the day before. Well, that and the big dent in the back end of my truck. I stood with my backpack slung over one shoulder, and my hands at my sides, trying to make sense of it all.


I walked to my truck with a sigh, trying to figure out the mystery that was Edward Cullen. I was so confused by his hot and cold attitude. One minute he's freaking out and glaring at me for reasons I can't even begin to fathom. The next, he's politely introducing himself, and talking to me like any other person. Wait, no, that's not right. The others... Mike, Jessica, Eric... They'd seemed so overly enthusiastic about me, that somehow it didn't feel right. It felt...fake, maybe? Or forced? Edward; when he spoke to me, he actually looked interested in what I had to say. It was very strange...and a little unnerving.

Either way, after our talk, he walked me to my locker, and I'd asked him about his eyes. They had been black only a few days before, and now they seemed a deep golden color. I was so sure he was wearing contacts, but when I asked him about it he seemed to panic. He'd reacted oddly and rushed off with a lame and obviously made up excuse about florescence. I mean sure, florescence can chance the shade of someone's eyes, but they can't make someone's eyes appear as black as his had been, that day.

I stuffed my backpack on the hood of my truck and stopped. I felt as if someone was watching me, and I stiffened up, looking over my shoulder to see who it was. I looked around the parking lot, ignoring all the students who wandered around. Then I saw it. Edward was standing against his car, facing me and staring at me like I was some sort of frustrating puzzle he was intent on figuring out.

I turned away after a moment, feeling my face heat up. I resumed looking through my backpack to make sure I had everything. Suddenly, there was a loud screech. At first I was certain it was someone messing around, and I hesitated a moment. The screech got louder, and I turned to see what it was. A blue van was speeding towards me, out of control. I saw Tyler behind the wheel, trying to swerve away with horrified eyes.

I couldn't move as the van barreled towards me. I was panicked and frozen, unable to even feel my legs. My heart pounded, and I managed to press myself further against my truck. Vaguely, I was aware of people screaming my name, including a beautiful voice I'd have loved to hear more often. It took me a few moments to identify it as Edward.

I was knocked out of the way at the last second by something hard. I felt the air get knocked right out of me, and my head hit the pavement.

Everything had been a blur up to that point. I was aware of things, but they weren't really registering at the time. The van was still coming, and I was on the ground. There was a cold pressure around my waist -an arm?- and I stared in shock at dark honey eyes. They flashed away and there was a loud crunch, along with the sound of metal grating on metal. Looking away, myself, I noticed the van had stopped.

First, I noticed his hand. There was a huge dent in the door of Tyler's van, and Edward's hand was in the middle. Then, I noticed his eyes. They were on me again, filled with so many mixed emotions. Anger, fear, concern, shock... My mind struggled to make sense of everything, but his proximity to me threw off my mental processes. His mouth opened and shut a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't make the words come out.

The screaming started.

Edward stayed there for what felt like forever, but then with a flash, he was gone. I barely noticed him hopping over my truck with ease, even as people began to rush around Tyler's van and help me to my feet, screaming my name and asking over and over if I was alright. Even Tyler managed to climb over to the passenger window and look out, a gash on the side of his head as he begged my forgiveness and pleaded with me to tell him I was alright. I looked around, and saw Edward's family staring at the scene with clear disapproval.

Well, all but Alice. She seemed torn about something.

End Flashback

I hit my head, huh? I thought darkly as I looked up and glanced around the parking lot. Ok, so yeah, I did, but I know what I saw! There, walking with Alice and Jasper, was Edward. What are you?? It was as if he could sense my question, because he frowned and stared at me for a moment. He didn't look around, as if he felt my stare, but looked straight at me, as if he could read my mind. I thought I saw a hint of a warning glare in his face, but he quickly turned away and began talking to Alice.

"Hey, Bella."

I snapped out of my daze, turning to find Mike dancing up to me energetically. He began on about the miracle of my survival between two vehicles, and once again asked me what happened.

"Edward saved me." I stated, still staring at the said man. I caught that his talking stopped, and his head seemed cocked in my direction, and for a moment, I was sure he could hear me. It was exactly as if he was specifically listening to our conversation. But that's just...ridiculous....right? I mentally scolded myself. So's stopping a van with his bare hands, and yet he somehow pulled that off.

"I thought you said he was by his car, across the lot." Mike seemed confused.

Blinking, I looked away from Edward's breath taking face and hesitated. Lying wasn't my strong suit, but I'd told Edward I wouldn't say anything. I hadn't promised, but I valued it the same way, as if I had. "I... guess I remembered wrong." Besides, he was right. I couldn't just come out and say Edward stopped the van with his bare hand. He'd never believe me. Hell, I was having a hard time believing me!

He nodded. "Um, well, I was wondering..."

I tuned him out and glanced over his shoulder, blinking in surprise to see Edward watching me in blatant confusion. I could only guess what he was thinking, and it was a little frustrating. I had so many questions I wanted to ask, but I was certain he'd never answer them.

"So? What do you think?"

Looking to Mike, I frowned. "About what?" For a split second, I felt bad for ignoring him, watching as his face fell. He repeated what he'd said about the dance, and that guilt faded away as a familiar sense of unease passed through me. "Prom?" He nodded. "Dancing..." I bobbed my head a little and looked away, down at the pavement. "Not a good idea for me." Crap! Think fast, Bella! "I, uh, actually have plans that day, anyways. I'll be going to Jacksonville. Why don't you ask Jessica? I know she'd love to go with you." I was looking at him again, trying to gauge his reaction.

Mike looked disappointed, but nodded and offered a weak answer. He glanced over to Jessica, who waved at him with a huge smile, and waved back at her.

"Get over here!" Mr. Banner yelled. "You, too." He stated, waving Edward and his brother and sister over. He began pointing to his badge and going on about green, and I sighed, tuning him out again as I walked over, leaving my thoughts behind me for a little while, at least.

(Field Trip)

I had no idea where we were going. I'd been so fixated on the near crash that I'd ignored the news about it, and what people said. I caught the words 'Blood Bank', a couple of times, so I was nervous, but I was sure I'd overheard something else. The bus ride was calm and relaxing. Angela sat next to me, and after a few quick answers to her questions, she happily left me alone, talking to Jessica about Prom.

When the buses finally stopped, I disembarked with the rest of the class, still not paying much attention to anything. At this point, my mind was on the hospital visit, and Dr. Cullen's strange reaction when I'd explained to him how Edward saved me. Not to mention, the strange argument I'd overheard with Rosalie. I knew they were hiding something. Apparently something big.

"Let's go check out the flower shop."

I snapped out of my thoughts, and watched Alice drag an uncomfortable Jasper behind her as they walked briskly over to a small flower shop, next door. I caught her smiling at him, and was pretty sure I saw a hint of something more laying underneath it. Worry, perhaps? She glanced at me briefly and offered a surer smile before turning back to Jasper. I was still looking in that direction as they entered the store, and I watched as Edward separated from our group to lean against the bus.

Feeling a tug on my hand, I turned to see Angela pulling me along with the rest of the class as we entered the building.

I glanced quickly and saw Edward watching me with a very intense stare. He saw my look and raised an eyebrow before quickly looking away. Still reclining against the side of the bus, he made no attempt to move, and I realized he was intending to skip the trip.

"Ugh, this is going to be so bad." Jessica groaned as we entered the building.

Immediately, I froze inside the door. The building smelled sanitized, like you'd get with a hospital. I looked around and noticed several people walking around. One man walked through the hall with a cart full of bags. I didn't need to be nearby to know what was in them, and I felt my face turn cold.

"Ok, so today we're going to be blood-typing." Mr. Banner explained as he led us beyond another door.

I was numb, walking with them, but lost in my mind. Oh no! This is so not happening!! The smell hit me, and I stopped breathing. No, no, no! I felt my body tremble, and was glad Angela had let go of my hand, or she'd have felt it. As it was, I felt my legs turn to rubber, and my heart pounded almost painfully in my chest.

"We'll be finding out your blood types." He concluded, leading us up to a table covered with numerous unidentifiable objects.

I leaned against a -thankfully- close wall, and watched as he picked up a small machine that I recognized. When my grandmother had to have her blood checked, she used a similar machine to prick her finger. I couldn't watch as he took Mike's hand and pulled him close, but at the same time, I couldn't look away. He put the machine to Mike's index finger tip, instructing the class as he pressed a button, and pulled it away. I couldn't hear his words, they kept fading in and out. Then he proceeded to squeeze Mike's finger until a large bubble of blood appeared.

Everything spun, and I heard a hollow ringing in my ears. Everything seemed to fade away; the voices, the lights, the smell of blood. I couldn't even feel anything in my body. Next thing I know, I'm hearing Angela calling my name, and feeling warm hands slap my cheeks lightly.

"Ms. Swan, are you alright? Ms. Swan? Bella!" Mr. Banner was leaning over me with a concerned look.

I blinked and looked around, closing my eyes as I was hit with another dizzy spell. "Yeah." I muttered, feeling my cold face warm as I blushed at the weakness of my voice. It hit me then that I'd collapsed down the wall into a sitting position. "Um, I already know my blood type."

Mr. Banner stared at me a long moment before slowly nodding. He had a look in his eyes as if he knew what was going on. "Can someone take Ms Swan outside, please?"

I didn't have to look to know it was Mike who cheerfully volunteered. Everything was still spinning as a warm arm slid under my arm and pulled me up. "Keep your hand in your pocket." I muttered with a weak glare at him as he eagerly helped me outside.

The walk was quick, thankfully. The smell was so overwhelming, even over the scent of sanitizer, and then I was in the fresh air. I breathed deep, trying to rid myself of the disgusting scent of blood.

"Bella? What happened?" The musical voice was far away, at first. Then it seemed to be right at my side, making me jump. "Is she alright?" There was a slight cool pressure on my arm, briefly, but I didn't have the strength to open my eyes.

I kept my eyes closed and breathed in the fresh air, trying to get the feeling back in my legs. There was a smell in the air that I recognized from the day he'd saved me from the van. I guess it was his scent. I don't know why, but the sweet smell drove the last vestiges of the smell of blood out of my system. My legs felt stronger, but still very rubbery. I wasn't nauseous anymore, but still lightheaded and shaky.

"I don't know. I think she fainted. She didn't even prick her finger."

"And I don't intend to." I muttered darkly, pulling away and staggering over to the cold wall. I leaned against it and carefully slid into a sitting position, pulling my knees to my chest and resting my head on them. Ugh, I hate blood!

"I'll take care of her from here." Edward stated with a chuckle, and I heard very soft footsteps coming in my direction.

"But I'm supposed to-"

"I've got it." The voice turned sterner, but I didn't have the strength to look up to see what kind of glare Edward was giving Mike.

I heard a weak mumble and heavier footsteps go back into the building.

"Are you alright?" Edward's voice was soft and full of concern. When I looked up at him, his eyes widened before he smirked. "Hm, I've never seen anyone turn so green before."

I rolled my eyes and sighed as I closed them. "I hate the smell of blood." Opening my eyes again, I watched as Edward frowned with an intrigued look.

"Humans can't smell blood."

Oh yes they can. "It smells like rust...and salt." I grimaced and shuddered, swallowing heavily as I carefully stood up.

He still looked intrigued as he backed off a step. "Hm..." He raised his hands when I staggered, but as I caught myself, he quickly lowered them again. "So... What's in Jacksonville?"

I paused and stared at him a moment. "How'd you know about that?"

He shrugged. "Doesn't answer my question."

Raising an eyebrow, I crossed my arms over my chest. "Well, you don't answer any of mine." I watched as he nodded with a look that stated he was letting me win that one. "Are you going to tell me how you stopped the van?"

He nodded. "Yeah. I had...an adrenaline rush. It's very common. Happens all the time. You can google it, if you like."

I could hear the underlying sarcasm and rolled my eyes. Smartass. I had to bite my lip a moment to keep from spitting that thought out. "Cars are in Jacksonville. People, streets, stores, stuff."

He sighed and frowned as I turned and walked away. I didn't have to listen to hear his footsteps beside me. I knew he'd stay with me, even if I didn't know why. "Why does it matter to you??" I turned to glare at him and accidentally tripped over my own two feet.

He grabbed my arm and quickly righted me without any problem before letting go and pulling away like he'd been burned. "Watch where you walk." He hissed, his tone seemingly stuck between emotions. I didn't know whether he was worried or just angry. "It helps."

We walked in silence for a bit. I wanted to snap at him, but I couldn't bring up enough energy to stay mad long enough to think up something clever and witty. I wasn't sure what was on his mind, but as I glanced at his face now and then, out of the corner of my eye, I watched as he seemed to be warring with something on his mind.

He finally decided to speak. "Listen. I'm sorry if I'm being rude, but it's better this way." It almost sounded as if he'd chosen the words very carefully, and the look on his face was regretful and wary.

Suddenly I heard Jessica calling my name and turned to find her rushing over to us. She sent a nervous but excited look to Edward as she stepped between us, and he shot me a slightly pained look before turning and walking away. Gee, thanks Jess. I thought darkly, only half listening as she excitedly went on about Mike asking her to the prom.

The rest of the two hour trip seemed to slowly tick by, but before I knew it, everyone was stepping out of the buildings and getting ready to leave. First was Jasper who handed Alice a small flower as they quickly made their way back to the buses from the flower shop. Then Edward joined them, looking at me with a troubled expression. Then the rest of the class filed out and began boarding the buses.

I walked back from a few feet down the street and let Jessica go ahead of me. I saw Edward hesitate only a moment before quickly coming towards me. He stopped a few feet away and frowned. "We....shouldn't be friends." He stated quietly.

I could only stare at him a moment. Well, it was hot before. It's about time for the cold. I should have seen this coming. Thankfully most of the people were on the busses already, and we had this chance to talk alone. He kept acting like he was pushing me away, trying to keep me from.... From what? Finding out his big bad secret? Getting too close to him? I watched as he stared at me expectantly. "Too bad you didn't think of that earlier." I know my voice was harsh. His expression darkened, but I began walking and he moved aside for me, keeping pace as we walked up to the first bus. He never should've... If he... "You know, you should have let that stupid van squash me. Would've saved you a lot of regret." I stated, spinning to face him as we stood at the front door of the closest bus.

He frowned for a moment before his eyes darkened. "What...?" Right before my eyes, they went from a dark honey to liquid onyx, and I felt a little nervous as he seemed ready to growl. "You think I regret saving you??" His tone was easily offended and mad.

I should have backed off. His eyes were black and he was clearly pissed. Part of my mind screamed at me to back off, but I was upset. I didn't understand him, despite wanting to. I wasn't angry, like I should have been. For some reason, I couldn't stay angry at him. I was hurt and confused. "I know you do." I hissed, trying to keep my feelings in check. "I just don't get...why."

His eyes narrowed and he took a step closer. He seemed to be fighting for control, even as he stared down into my eyes. "You don't know anything." He growled quietly, the warning clear in his voice.

I wanted to say something, but I sensed a presence beside me and turned to find Alice walking up with a big smile. "Hello. Are you riding on our bus?" I knew she could taste the tension in the air, but she regarded me with such an open, friendly smile.

"No." Edward practically spat the word as he backed up to the door. "Our bus is full." He didn't even look as he banged harshly on the door. As it opened, he spun from me and quickly climbed the steps, not looking back once.

I knew it wasn't the case; the bus very likely wasn't full, but my irritation had faded. I felt guilty for snapping at Edward like I had, but I was hurt. Why couldn't he be my friend? Was it something I did? Was it because I couldn't stand the smell of blood? Because I wouldn't leave well enough alone, with the van? I just didn't understand it. I saw Alice shoot me a concerned look, and didn't say anything as I turned and walked to the other bus. Quickly, and without looking back, I boarded the bus, and sat next to Jessica, only half listening as she gushed on about Prom.

He didn't want to be friends? Fine.


Ok, so I left it with her being kind of hurt and offended, but if I kept going, I'd have to go into another chapter with a whole new theme. LOL.

Hope you like it.

Written December 10, 2008

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