"You look beautiful." Edward insisted, again.

I looked at my blue dress. "Do women usually show this much cleavage?"

He sighed. "Trust me...it could be worse." He spun me around sharply, dipping me low.

"I detest dancing with a passion." I stated.

"You dance marvelously."

"It is all in the leading, correct?" I quoted sardonically.

He grinned. "Yes. And I must say, I lead pretty well."

I rolled my eyes.

"Bella!" Mary shouted. She danced through the crowd easily, every one had parted for Edward and I. Once she got to us, she curtsied mockingly. "May I have this dance?"

I curtsied back at her. "Why yes, you may."

She stuck her tongue out at Edward. "Come, m'lady." She pulled me away and we stood in the waltz position.

"We have not danced together since Mother insisted that we learn. It would get us more suitors." I rolled my eyes. "We were quite poor."

"What was I like back then?" She questioned.

"Wonderful, Alice." I said. "Just as you are now."

She frowned. "You can call me Mary. I know it means a lot to you."

"Caring." I put in with a smile. "Willing to sacrifice yourself. Charismatic. You could easily manipulate anyone's emotions by pouting."

She laughed. "I guess not much has changed."

"Things have." I said quietly. "Just a little. You're still my ray of sunshine."

"People think we're together." She informed. Her chin jutted out to motion towards Lauren and Jessica.

"Let them." I said. I spun her around. "I do not care. I've been separated from you for years. I can love you as much as I want. You are all I had for a long time. And now I finally have you back." I poked her nose playfully. "And some extra baggage." I winked towards Edward. "But we can figure something out."

She laughed. "We were really that close?"

I showed her my wrist. "The closest. Especially when Mother, Father, and Grandmother passed away."

"We need to work on you talking a little less proper."

I frowned. "I suppose so...It was my only connection to the past for a very long time. But, now, I guess I could drop it."

She suddenly stopped dancing and I heard a couple men boo. She looked at me, her eyes bright. She bounded forward and hugged me tightly. "You're never leaving me again."

I shook my head fiercely. Cheers echoed through out the gym and I couldn't help but giggle.

"Never."


THE END!...Finally. I mean, I love writing this, but still, it's nice to know I don't have it looming over my head.

I have to thank you all so much for reviewing and encouraging me to continue this. I am proud to say that this story is on thirty-five people's favorite list and fifty-four alerts. That means a lot to me.

I hope you don't mind, but I thought I would thank you with something else I wrote. It's supposed to be funny, and stupid. To make up for all of those craptastic angst ridden chapters.

It's a one shot for Twilight. It goes along with the song "Never Gonna Happen." by Lily Allen. NOTE! I'm just to lazy to post it as it's on story. But think of it as a reward, you all are so sweet!

Never Gonna Happen.


I don't wanna hurt you
'Cause I don't think it's a virtue
But you and I have come to our end
Believe me when I tell you that
I never wanna see you again

And please can you stop calling
'Cause it's getting really boring
And I've told you I don't want to be friends
Believe me when I tell you that
I never wanna see you again

"Mike, Mike!" A peppy voice called. I internally groaned. It was a huge mistake, but could you blame me? It was prom, I was a virgin, and she was just conveniently there.

I turned around, hoisting my backpack farther up my shoulders. "Hi, Jess."

She smiled, taking my hand in hers. I awkwardly slipped my fingers from hers and I could see the confused, hurt look in her eyes. Crap.

"Didn't you hear me calling you?" She questioned with the ever naive smile placed on her face. Her crush on me made her unaware of everything.

How on earth could I be any more obvious?
It never really did and now it's never
Gonna happen with the two of us

I don't understand what it is that you're chasing after
But it makes me really sad to hear
You sound so desperate, it just makes it harder

God. I inwardly moaned. Why me?

"Uh, no, sorry. I was listening to my iPod." I lied easily. My eyes swept over the parking lot, looking for the brown haired beauty. I finally found her, and my eyes narrowed into a glare. She was latched onto the arm of Edward Cullen, laughing.

Why couldn't she do that with me?

Suspicion filled Jessica's eyes. "You aren't carrying an iPod on you."

Shoot.

I can see how it's confusing
It could be considered using
When I call you up straight out of the blue
But I don't understand what else
A girl in my position's to do

Now I know you feel betrayed

But it's been weeks since I got laid
This doesn't mean that I don't think you're a fool
But I don't understand what else
A girl in my position's to do

She brushed it away easily, flashing me an eager grin. "So, about Friday night, does this mean, you know, we're together now?"

I grimaced. "Look, Jessica, um, about that night. We can't be together."

"Why not?" She demanded, stomping her foot.

"Well, I was drunk that night and it was just a mistake, okay?" A huge mistake that has you even more persistent and clingy. Bella thinks I'm oblivious to Jessica's obvious moves, but I'm not. I just choose to ignore them.

"You weren't drunk!" She accused. "You were so sober it was hardly fun."

How on earth could I be any more obvious?
It never really did and now it's never
Gonna happen with the two of us

I don't understand what it is that you're chasing after
But it makes me really sad to hear
You sound so desperate, it just makes it harder

I frowned. "It was just a mistake, lets leave it at that."

"But, Mike–"

"I don't understand why you're being so relentless about this. We were drunk and stupid. It was prom night and–"

"Can we be friends, at least?" She asked quietly with a defeated smile.

"I don't love you. I don't like you. I don't want to be friends."

I don't understand what it is that you're chasing after
But it makes me really sad to hear
You sound so desperate, it just makes it harder

She blinked. "Are you serious?" I nodded. "You know what? Fuck you! I made you a man."

"Uh, hello, I made you a wom–"

"Oh, come on, Mike. Do you seriously think I'm a virgin? You weren't even that good. Like, literally, you sucked. And I've done it with a lot of virgins."

"Hey, come on now."

"And your penis is pathetic!" She shouted loudly, causing everyone to turn around. "Oh, and, just so you know, I have gonorrhea. Suck on that!" She stormed off with that last remark.

Oh, fuck me. Wait, on second thought...don't...