The Dream

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**Ch 31 The Dream**

** Charlie's POV**

            We all watched as Bella made a run for it. I sighed and looked towards Edward raising my eyebrow. “Don’t look at me like that Charlie I already know this is my fault but I just can't figure out what I did to make her made at me.” He said as we made our way to the parking lot. We made it in time to see Bella tearing out the parking lot like a bat out of hell. I sighed and turned to Ben and Angela. “Ya’ll two head home; we’ll take care of this. I'm sure she’ll let you know what is going on tomorrow at school.” I told them before heading towards my car. “Sure thing Charlie, but let us know if we can do anything.” Angela said before walking towards their car and getting in. “Everybody else get in your car and lets go.” I told them before getting in and heading toward Bella's.

            It is times like these that I wished she still lived under my roof. That way I could stop her from having a boyfriend. Yeah right nothing can stop her once she makes up her mind. My subconscious said. That true, I pulled up to the house and got out followed by the others. When I walked into the house I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. “Bella, honey where are you?” I asked walking into the living room. “Edward do you want to explain to me what happened this time. I sear you love to irritate her.” I told him. “I didn’t do anything bad I don’t think. We were talking I said something to her we started kissing it got out of hand the guys dragged us away and when we all got back together I apologized for getting carried away and then she wouldn’t talk to me anymore.” He stated.

            I sighed and headed up to the second floor. “Ya’ll just stay downstairs I’ll be right back.” I told them heading towards the security room. When I got there I closed the door and headed over to the monitors. I looked at all of them before I spotted her. I don’t know why I didn’t figure that she would be there. I got up and headed back downstairs to the living room. I walked over towards the fair wall and pressed the panel that would open the door. Nobody said anything the whole time. Since I can't get into the studio without Bella we have to go the other way. “Where are we going?” Rosalie asked. “We are going to the studio.” I said. “This is so freaking cool. I mean it would be fucking awesome o play hide and go seek here.” Emmett said excitedly.

            I shook my head at that. Once we reached our location I open the door that would lead us inside the studio. “Don’t say anything. You will wait until she stops, so you need to control yourself Edward.” I told him pointedly and walked over to the couches.

**Bella's POV**

            I was so pissed at myself I just wanted to go home. When I got to the house I changed into my conductor outfit and headed towards the studio. Since I haven’t got a new piano yet I grabbed my guitar and played You Haven’t Seen the Last of Me. When the door opened I walked in and began practicing for Friday. This was the one way to get me to relax and put my mind at ease. I completely forgot about school and my family and just focused on getting the show done. I was able to run throw the routine few times before I was fully relaxed and calm. Once I was good I smiled and decided I need to have some fun. I walked over to the wall and taped on the glass. A closet opened I walked in a grabbed a long cane.

            I walked back out and closed the door. When it was closed I accessed the keyboard that will allow me to bring up the internet. I typed in the instrumental for Lady Gaga Love Game. I smiled and closed my eyes. “Let’s have some fun this beat is sick. I want to take a ride on your disco stick. Don’t think too much just bust that stick. I want to take a ride on your disco stick.” I started to sing and completely lost myself in my version of her dance video. When I was done I was giggling as I collapsed on the floor. When I calmed down I was able to feel the presence of the others in the studio with me. I didn’t turn around I just stood up before addressing them. “What are ya’ll doing in here and how long have ya’ll been in here?” I asked as I walked back over to the glass to put away the cane.

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