Circle me and the needle moves gracefully

Back and forth; if my heart was a compass you'd be north

Risk it all cause I'll catch you if you fall

Wherever you go, if my heart was a house you'd be home

If My Heart Was A House; Owl City

Bella rushed around her room, pulling on jeans as quickly as her body could. She had slept in, and only had ten minutes before Edward would be arriving to pick her up. She put on a t-shirt, as she made her way down to the kitchen for breakfast. She grabbed a poptart as she heard a knock on the door.

She slung her bookbag, and purse, over her shoulder before she anwsered the door. She was greeted to the loveliest sight, making her morning much better. Edward was standing there, a crooked grin on his face, along with the prettiest stubble she had ever seen. He was dressed in a light grey hoodie, and loose blue jeans; she didn't think he could look any more beautiful than she did now. Little did she know, he was thinking the exact same thing about her.

"Good morning, Bella." He said, kissing her gently on the cheek.

"You missed." She said, making him smile brighter. She smiled, too, as he kissed her on the lips.

He put her bookbag in the back seat of the car, before opening her door for her. He shut it, then jogged around to the driver's side.

"How was your weekend?" He asked her, pulling the car out of the driveway.

Tell him you hung out with friends, or went to a party, anything but sat home and read, while thinking about him. Don't make him think you have no life.

"I read, and you know, did stuff. How was your weekend?" She asked, fidgeting with her hands. He would probably talk about the pretty girls he had come across, or the fascinating things he had done.

"I mostly wrote. Would it be horribly bold to say that I missed you?" He took her hand, and squeezed it once.

She blushed.

"No, I missed you too."

That made him smile, knowing that his feelings were reciprocated.

"Then we'll just have to do something together this weekend."

They arrived at the school, faster than she thought possible due to Edward's need to drive at least fifteen miles above the speed limit. He walked with her to her locker, kissing her goodbye, before he left to go to his homeroom.

The first part of the day was always a dragging experience for Bella. She tried hard to focus on the school work in front of her, but found that when it got too difficult, she would shift into thoughts about activities for her and Edward to do this weekend. She knew she didn't want to go to a movie, or dinner, because that's too impersonal for her. She wanted to get to know more about him, and she knew the perfect place to do it at. The only problem would be getting him to agree with her.

When lunch came around, she knew she had to stop at Alice's table to tell her that she would be skipping out on lunch with her to sit by Edward.

"I feel so bad about leaving you alone here, but it's best if I ask Edward when it's just us." She told Alice when she saw her in the lunch line.

"It's okay, I understand completely. Don't worry, in a week, Jasper's going to be transferring schools, so he'll be going to Forks High with us!" Alice's enthusiasm was immeasurable at this moment.

Bella continued a conversation with her, until they had purchased their food, at which point the girls split paths.

She found Edward already sitting at the table, his notebook in front of him. His head snapped up immediately as she sat down next to him.

"Hey." He said,putting his hand on her knee. She placed her hand over top of his, and repeated his greeting.

She couldn't touch her food, too anxious to ask him to feel the need to eat. He noticed that nothing had been eaten off of her plate, and inquired to her about this.

"Is something wrong?"

"I've just been thinking about this weekend." She said, and his face turned blank.

"You don't want to hang out with me this weekend?" He asked, his voice barely audiable.

"No! It's not that at all. I just knew what I wanted to do but I wasn't sure if you would agree to it."

He sighed, smiling before asking her what she wanted to do.

"You know I'd do anything if you wanted to do it."

Yes, I want to do it. But I don't think now is the proper time for this.

"Well, I want to know more about you. I feel like I've only scratched the surface, you know? So, what I'm asking is; can we go over your house this weekend?"

His face turned pale, and he was quiet for a while.

"I'm not sure if that would be allowed." He told her, finally.

"Why not?"

"I don't think that my dad would be okay with that. If we're going to be doing actual, indepth talking, then my house would not be the best place to do it."

She was confused, thoroughly confused. If they couldn't talk at his house, behind closed doors, they couldn't talk anywhere. She was almost certain that her father wouldn't allow her and Edward to be alone at the house while he was fishing. She was dying for anwsers, though.

"Your dad wouldn't be okay with it?"

He removed his hand from her knee, running it through his hair. She missed the warmth of it on her leg.

"My dad would have to be in the room with us at all times, or we would have to have the door open the whole way in whichever room we would be in, so that he could hear us. That's the only way you could come over, and clearly, for our talk, those circumstances do not fit our needs."

It still had made no sense to her, but she chose not to argue with him. She now had a choice to make; she was either going to go over Edward's house to try to make her own interpretation of how he was like with his family, or she would get the anwsers from the primary source.

"I will do whatever makes you comfortable. If you want to relax at your house then I do, too. If you don't mind having our talk, then you can come over my house. My dad goes fishing early in the morning, and doesn't get back until late at night; he would never know the difference."

He bit his lip, which drew her attention to his mouth. She kept thinking about how wonderful it felt ot kiss him on that blanket.

"I would like for you to come over my house this weekend."

She was in shock, because she didn't believe that her going to see his parents and where he lived would actually be comfortable for him.

"Are you sure that you'll be okay with that?" She didn't want to do anything that would make him feel awkward.

He sighed.

"It's going to have to happen someday, and I'd rather just get it out of the way now." He said.

She took his hand in hers, rubbing her thumb on the back of it. He smiled at her, aknowledging the fact that she was trying to sooth him.

"You're too good for me." He said, kissing her on the cheek. She started to claim that it was he who was too good for her, but the lunch bell rang.

He walked with her to their English class, quieter than normal. She felt bad, because she knew the silence was due to her proposition at lunch. She couldn't help but wonder why he wouldn't want to go over her house, alone. Was he afraid she would try to make a move on him? Did he not want her in that way, if that was the only reason he would be going over her house? He brought her out of her thoughts with a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"You look lost inside that pretty head of yours; what are you thinking?"

"Nothing, I'm just having one of those moments." She replied, sitting down in her seat.

"I understand. If anything's bothering you let me know," He said, giving her his best grin, "I'd love to do anything to make you feel better."

Emmett took his seat behind Edward, rolling his eyes at their talk.

"Edward, you're such a suck up sometimes."

Bella just laughed, because it was true. Although, she wouldn't complain about it. He was her boyfriend, after all.

Her boyfriend.

No, he was her boyfriend. Yes, that was how she wanted to say it. It made it sound so solid, definite. He was hers, as she was his. Though she wasn't quite sure he knew to what extent. She wasn't sure either, because there was still so much she didn't know about him. This relationship was so new that she loved everything about it. The awkwardness that clouded every motion; Should she do this, should she not do that. It was exciting in the way that it was forgien to her. She wouldn't have it any other way.


Wow, its been two months. It's safe to say I'm unsure that any of you missed me. Haha

But I love you all, truly, and if you're reading this I thank you for the faith you have in me.

I know this is short, but I wanted to get it out. I'm starting chapter six next.

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Love, Jess