Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. All Twilight related material belongs to Queen Meyer.

The final bell rang and I all but sprinted to my car. I try not to sprint, run, skip, or jog…basically anything more advanced than walking. Sometimes walking isn't even safe. I'm kind of a klutz.

"B! Yo Bells!"

Shit.

I started to jog at a steady pace, hoping to make it to my car before Jacob Black could catch up with me.

"Bella!"

Head down. Watch your feet. Pretend you didn't hear him.

I chanced a glance backwards and stumbled to the ground face first. Luckily, being the seasoned klutz that I am, I was able to stop my face from hitting the pavement.

"Ummmphhh." I grunted at the force of impact. "Shit." I ripped my favorite pair of jeans. Alice was going to kill me. She said these were my go to jeans, whatever the fuck that means. When Ali talks about clothes I tend to hear blah blah blah. Or something along those lines, I don't know, it varies with my mood.

I digress.

Back to the task at hand: get away from Jake.

"B! Are you okay? Didn't you hear me calling you?" Jacob held out his tanned hand attached to his stupid muscular arm.

"No sorry, I didn't hear you." I pointed toward the ear buds in my ears. Nice save Bell!

Thank you very fucking much.

He gave me a grin. Jake was very hard to upset. He was always smiling and in the best moods. He was kind of an awesome guy, which is why I tried to avoid him like the plague. I didn't understand what his deal was.

"So, B, what are you doing this weekend?"

See. This shit. Right here. What the fuck?

Jake was the captain of our football team at Forks High. I was well, a nobody. Sure I had my clique of friends but we did nothing 'rah rah go team' worthy at this school. Forks High was lucky I got my ass out of bed every morning and showed up. S'all I'm saying.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Don't you have a cheerleader to fuck?"

I wasn't being a bitch; this is just how I was. I was…rude and opinionated. Plus I'd been dealing with Jake asking me out every Friday for the past three weeks. It was getting harder to resist his hot, charming ass.

He just smiled at me again and pulled out his iPhone. "Siri, am I scheduled to fuck anyone this weekend?"

His phone beeped and then a robotic voice answered, "Your calendar is free of meetings this weekend, Master of the Universe."

I snorted. "Master of the Universe?"

He shrugged. "It seemed fitting."

"Right. Well, I'm gonna go…" I reached for the keys to my truck and opened the door. My truck was an old beat up orange/red truck that had seen better decades, but I loved it like a mother loves a child born with missing toes.

Jake grabbed my hand and squeezed it gently. "Come on Bells. How many more times are you going to make me ask?"

"How many more until you stop asking me?" I retorted playfully, but felt bad the instant I noticed his face fall.

"It's okay, B. I won't ask anymore alright? I didn't realize I was being such a fucking bug." He laughed it off and tried to smile but it was forced.

FUCK!

"Hey Jake?" He looked up at me and responded. "Yeah?"

"What'd you have in mind for this weekend?"

He fist pumped. No, I shit you not. He literally fist pumped. "Fuck yeah! Bella you won't regret this I promise. I'll pick you up tonight at nine okay? Sound good?" He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and sprinted toward his motorcycle.

Damn that boy looked good on a motorcycle.

-XXX-

I walked through the front door of my two story house and smelled something delicious coming from the kitchen. I'll never admit this out loud within hearing distance of my mother, but I loved when she baked for me. It reminded me of when I was little and sometimes I wished I had a DeLorean so I could go back and do it all over again. Plus it made me feel kind of special when she baked for me.

I turned the corner into the kitchen and stopped. Or…when she baked for Edward Cullen.

"ELLA!" He shouted at me with a mouthful of cookie.

I snorted and smacked the back of his head as I walked by to take a seat on the other side of the table.

"Chew with your mouth closed, Edward."

He grinned at me and I had to stifle the laughter that bubbled up in my throat. Should I tell him he has chocolate chips smeared against his stupid perfect teeth? Nah, it'll be funnier for him to find out on his own.

"So, what are you doing here?" I asked, not really caring what the answer was.

"I wanted cookies." He replied, giving me a look like I was mentally retarded.

"Okaaaay."

My mom entered the kitchen and noticed me at the table. "Hey baby girl! I'm going to head into town and run a couple of errands. Do you need anything? Are you low on tampons?"

"No Mom. I'm good."

"Okay sweetheart, see you later Eddie!"

"Bye Mrs. Swan!"

If it was anyone else sitting across from me, I would have been mortified by my mother's little display. But it was Edward, so I wasn't. I'd known Edward…literally as far back as I can remember, which is third grade.

A boy, Mike Newton was making fun of me and calling me a duck, saying I wasn't pretty enough to be a Swan. He got all of the boys to surround me and chant Bella Duck.

Edward charged through the group of boys and punched Mike right in the nose. He took my hand and brought me to the playground and sat on the swings with me. He reached out and grabbed my pinky with his while we swung lazily back and forth.

"Bella you are the prettiest Swan there ever was. Don't let Mike or any other stupid boy tell you you're not okay?"

"Okay, Edward."

That's when we became friends because we wanted to be, and not because of our parents. Our parents were best friends and our mothers were pregnant at the same time. I was born one day before Edward, even though his due date was another month away. We had grown up together before we could even realize each other's presence. How many friendships start in the womb? I'm guessing not many.

"So, whatcha doing tonight?" Edward's question brought me out of my thinking.

"I…have a date with Jake." I grimaced and Edward frowned.

"What?" I asked, confused with his expression.

"Huh? Nothing." He dismissed me. "I was hoping we could go down to First Beach. You know, get the whole group together for one last summer bonfire drinking bonanza."

"Oh. Why didn't you say anything before?"

He shrugged. "I don't know I just figured you'd be available. S'okay, we can do it tomorrow night."

"Thanks a lot asshole!" I smacked his arm as I walked by. He followed me into the living room and plopped down on the sofa beside me.

"You know what I mean, Bella. You're just always down to hang out with all of us."

"Is that your nice way of saying I don't date?"

"Someone's awfully sensitive today. Are you sure you don't need Renee to grab you some tampons?" He grumbled and crossed his arms.

"Oh shut the fuck up." I giggled. "I know what you meant. It's just…I haven't really dated since Riley, so I don't know. I figured I'd just go on a date, see what happens."

Edward nodded thoughtfully. "And Jacob is who you want?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. Do you see anyone else beating down my door to ask me out?" I laughed. "It's not like anyone else wants me."

Edward didn't laugh. Instead he gave me a look that I could truthfully only describe as smoldering.

"Edward?" His name came out in a squeak. Yes his gaze was definitely smoldering, melting me with his dark green eyes.

"I do." He said simply and before I knew what was happening, his lips met mine and all thoughts went out the window.

A/N: Hope you liked. xoxo