Betrayal

Chapter 9

CHAPTER 9

Everyone was still psyched up about the game even though 3 weeks have passed. The atmosphere around the school is more relaxed and light now there's only less than 2 weeks until winter break.

I'm currently staring up my ceiling bored as hell. Alice and Jasper are out on a double date with Rose and Emmett. They invited me to come out with them but I said no thanks. There is no way I'm being the fifth wheel!

I wonder what's Edward doing. Well I'll tell you what he's not doing - staring at his bedroom ceiling on a Saturday night like a sad pathetic person! Gee thanks. Even my subconscious is insulting me. I need therapy. Seriously.

I looked at the wall clock and its only 9:15. Too early to go to bed. Now what the hell can I do to pass the time? I turned the television on but there wasn't a decent program on so I turned it off. I'm not really in the mood for reading either. I decided to put my iPod on the dock and just listening to music. My thoughts, as usual drifted off to Edward.

That's been my favorite pass time recently – daydreaming about him. We're certainly a lot closer than we were. I'm seeing a completely different side of him than most people rarely see. Sure he can be cocky (only when it comes to basketball which he is so passionate about) but he can be really modest and awkward as well when it comes to other stuff. He likes the attention he's getting from other girls, I mean he is still a proud egotistical male - it's inevitable really. But he also gets really annoyed when they constantly follow him around and bug him to hang out with them. Emmett said that sometimes he only agrees to go out because he doesn't know how to say no without hurting them. Rose even said all the Cullen boys are all womanizing jerks until they find that one girl that will change them.

After the game, Edward and I hang out more and more. I'd like to think he keeps me company because he wants to and not because we kept on being pushed together by our friends. They're on their own little worlds most of the time like I said before when we all hang out together so that leaves Edward and me together. I found out loads of little things, significant or not about him. I found out he plays the piano and prefers old music than modern music. He likes grapes but hates raisins. He likes reading classics but he thinks Romeo Montague is a stupid ass (How dare he call him?? I was completely outrage!). He's planning on going Harvard when he graduates and become a lawyer. I was very surprised not because he'd be bad at it; I mean c'mon the guy is good at everything. He'd be an awesome lawyer but I always thought he wanted to be a doctor like his father. When I told him this, he said all his life he actually wanted to be one but he changed his mind during summer vacation last year. He told me that one night during summer his father came home from work completely distraught because one of his patients died when he was operating on him. He felt really bad because he couldn't save him on time and he knew he could have. His father got over it after a couple of weeks because he knows it's part of the job but he said he doesn't want to go through all the guilt of knowing someone's life died on his hand. He said he doesn't think he'd be as strong as his father. I completely disagree. But he said that he still wants to do something to help people's lives and change it for the better so becoming a lawyer seems like a good idea. He doesn't know what kind yet but I think he's leaning towards being a district attorney.

It seems like everytime I hang out with Edward I like him more and more. It's scaring me that I'm having this strong feeling towards one of my close friends. I had to counsel myself, as weird and crazy as that sounds, to discourage my feelings toward him but to no avail. I'm stubborn like that. I'm starting to sound like a masochist. Dear God.

There's still a tiny, tiny chance that he might feel the same way. I'm actually deluding myself into thinking that. How pathetic. Oh well a girl can dream and in my dreams Edward loves, no I mean likes me too. He treats me like a precious gem and – knock, knock, knock.