You guys make me cry. Literally. Three reviews? :( I got NO emails from here whilst I was away! I hope you feel bad. A little bit died inside of me when I refreshed my inbox and it said the fateful 'no new emails'. :( :( :(

But, I am not one to dwell on the negatives, and I really wanted to post this chapter now, because I am awesome (!) and so here it is:

2010 January 7th.

Age 16.

I couldn't stop thinking about what Edward had said to me at the camp-fire. He said that it shouldn't have come as a surprise, but it did. It felt weird, as though we weren't in tune anymore. Unfortunately, I couldn't talk to him about it at all because his family went away on holiday on the 1st January at 11am. Well, I guess I could have spoken to him if I was desperate, but I wasn't. He didn't try and contact me either, though.

By the time we got back to school, I had almost forgotten the 'New Year incident'. I hadn't seen Edward for ten days, and actually felt excited at being reunited with my best friend.

"Edward!" I yelled as I saw him from across the parking lot. He grinned sheepishly at me, and casually walked over.

"Hey, Bella," he said, giving me a feeble hug. I couldn't help but feel safe in his arms, that's not a weird thing to feel for a best friend, is it?

"Edward, I wanted to talk to you about that thing -"

"We're going to be late for class, Bella." He interrupted me sternly, and disentangled himself from me so that he could rush to history, when he wasn't even late. Crestfallen, I followed in his wake, feeling like a bad person for telling him the wrong thing on New Years Eve. Why did he have to take me to that cottage? It made both of us weird.

Just as I was about to go into History, Mike Newton (someone I have never spoken to before, mind) stopped me abruptly. His face was all pink and poofy, and I couldn't know if this was a regular occurrence for him.

"Hey, Bella." He said, and swallowed. I just smiled an absent smile, wondering why Edward didn't want to talk about it.

"Bella," Mike said, obviously on a mission.

"Yeah. Sorry, Mike."

"Um. I was wondering whether you might, you know, like to maybe, grab dinner some time?" He asked hopefully, biting his bottom lip after finishing his question. I looked at him pityingly. Sure, he wasn't bad-looking. Despite the red and poofy he had quite a cute baby face on him, and he was taller than me. I just, I couldn't go out with anyone right now. It didn't feel right. I tried to tell him this, but Mike closed his eyes as if he were hearing news that he was dying, and nodded.

"I'm really sorry Mike. If it were any other time, I'd love to go out with you, but I just don't feel like it right now."

"Oh yeah, because you're with Cullen," he grumbled, now looking at the ground.

"No, I'm not. Edward is just a friend."

"Then whats the problem? You go out on a date with me. You eat pizza, have a coke, all paid for by me! I give you a peck on the cheek, and drive you home again, to precious Edward." Mike did have a point. One date wasn't really anything. And, I had never been on a real date before. I slightly caved.

"Fine. Okay. You can take me out this Friday. But only this once and you can't tell all your friends about it and make it a big deal." I stated, staring at his shallow greeny-blue eyes. He wasn't half-bad.

"Pick you up at seven," Mike said in a deep, smooth voice. It felt like he had been practising that line a lot, and this only made things worse.

After that I simply walked into History class, and sat in a daze the entire lesson. Fortunately we were in a seating plan, so I did not have to face the wrath of Edward when he knew that I was going out with Mike. I didn't know why he would be angry but I knew he would be. We were meant to be learning about the Russian Revolution, but I simply couldn't be bothered. This thing with Ed was really getting to me. He seemed all... off. Like he didn't want to talk to me anymore. Or more like he couldn't be bothered. I couldn't help but turn down his proposition of us dating - it was so ludicrous! We were just friends! Always have been and always will.

"You seemed weird in class today." Edward murmured as we headed over to the common room for break-time.

"Yeah." I said shortly. I knew I had to tell him sometime, and after a long pause I plucked up the courage to tell him. "Edward," I said, my voice wavering. Why was this so goddam hard?

"Yes?" He asked, smiling down at me the first time he had done today. I had to do this.

"Edward I'm going to go out on a date with Mike." I said, shutting my eyes after I had finished much like Mike had done. Edward just stared at me, it was excruciating.

"Say that again?" He asked, stopping in the corridor and turning to face me. I looked up at his beautiful deep green eyes and sighed. Why was I doing this?

"Mike asked me -"

"Actually I think I heard it the first time," he said curtly, looking up at the ceiling almost as though he wouldn't cry. After this, he turned away and started walking the way we had just come. I followed him, trying to grab onto his arm, his jacket, anything, but he wouldn't let me.

"Please!" I shouted from behind him. More and more people were coming out of their classrooms and wondering what the commotion was. When we got outside, Edward stopped.

"Do you know what I've been doing these past ten days?" He asked, venom in his voice. I shook my head sadly and looked at the floor in shame.

"I've been thinking. Thinking about you. Bloody, YOU! Why? Because I realised that maybe we should be just friends! Maybe that would be best! I was willing to be just friends for you! I thought that maybe you weren't ready, maybe you felt rushed! But then! Then, you go and expect me to respect you going on a date with Newton?" His cheeks were flushed red from his anger, and he was waving his arms around like I had never seen him do before. His eyes were burning a hole through me and I knew that I didn't make any sense.

"Edward, I just don't... I don't see you like that! You are my best friend! I have known you since I was six!" I cried, trying to get him to understand. He shook his head.

"Newton? Bella. Really? Why don't you just punch me instead? It would hurt less." He whispered, his eyes filling with tears. This was just too painful to see.

"I don't see whats so wrong with him!"

"Yeah. I know. Well you know what Bella?" He looked at me with sorrowful but hard eyes.

"What? Edward, please try to understand."

"No. Bella. Don't try and call or text. Anything. I don't want to hear it. I'm done." He said, peeling my hand off his chest. I stared up at him in disbelief as he walked off into the parking lot to find his car when the day wasn't even over yet.

That was the only eventful thing of that day. I then just finished the day, and went home to cry.

I know that this chapter was a little depressing and sad, but next I think that it'll be their first kiss! :)

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