OK this story is gonna be insanely random, enjoy! Flames welcome as always. Edward is totally OOC, I know. All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, blah, blah, blah...

Bella's POV

I was grating some cheese for Charlie's and my dinner when Edward called. I answered eagerly.

"Hi, Edward!" I said.

"Hey, Bella! I have some really important news! Will you meet me at McDonalds?"

"Edward, you hate McDonalds. You said just the other day that you thought it was the 'spawn of the devil', or whatever."

"Anyway just meet me there!"

"O...K?" I was scared now, this wasn't like Edward at all. But I went along anyway, abandoning Charlie's dinner because Edward was far more important.

::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::AT MCDONALDS::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

I saw Edward immediately, he was sitting at a table with a fluorescent yellow t-shirt on. I sat down

across from him.

"OK Bella, you won't believe what Emmett and I did," he exclaimed. Oh no. Another Emmett scheme.

"What is it?" I asked warily. He was about to answer when the waitress came over. (AN I know there's no waitresses in McDonalds, but just make-believe, OK?? Thank youu..)

"What can I get you?" she asked, with a wide smile directed at Edward. He returned a glare.

"I'll have a cheeseburger and fries," I replied. Edward laughed when I said 'cheeseburger'. At first I shot him a 'look', but then I helplessly joined in his laughter. The waitress coughed impatiently.

"Sorry," Edward apologized. That was the real Edward!

"Can I also get a regular Pepsi?" I asked. She jotted it down on her notepad.

"Does that come with a bendy straw?" Edward spoke up.

"Yes," the waitress said, evidently very annoyed now.

"OK, can I get one too?" Edward asked. I groaned inwardly. Whatever Emmett did, I swear, when I became a vampire I would kill him!

That stuck a chord in my mind. Immortality was something that I wanted dearly, and something that this new Edward might be willing to give me...

The waitress was soon back with the food and drink, and of course bendy straws. Edward began playing with his straw.

"What did you want to tell me?" I asked him.

"That can wait. I've made a really important discovery! If I put the bendy straw against my eye, and push it, it goes straight again!" he said. I groaned again.

"Try it, Bella! Really!"

Just to humour him, I gave it a try. I took out the straw, bent it, put it against my eye and pushed.

A sharp pain shot through my eye. Stupid shiny bendy straw!

"Oh Bella, I'm so sorry!" he said, back to his old self, luckily.

He threw me over his shoulder and ran out to his car. He put me in the back seat and drove away.

"Drinking that elk blood was the worst thing I've done in my life," he said softly to himself, but I heard.

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