Christmas was fairly quiet. My dad got me a new laptop, which I thanked him several times for. I told Angela about what Alice had said, and she was surprised but happy that she had liked the gift.

I got up, and there was a knock on the door. My dad was out, so I wasn't expecting anyone. I opened the door, to see a very upset Angela.

"Angela? What's wrong?"

She walked in, sitting on the couch.

"Eric cheated on me!"

"What?!"

He had always looked so happy with her. I knew she really cared about him, even if the guy was an idiot.

"Yeah, I was walking in the park and I seen him kiss Jessica. I confronted them, and he tried to talk his way out of it. I didn't listen, I'm not blind, I know what I saw. He said something about me not caring about him, and that Jessica actually cares. She just stood there, smirking at me."

So, he left Angela ....................... For Jessica. Good God, that boy is stupid.

"I always knew that boy was stupid. He's not worth it, Angela."

She took off her glasses, pinching the bridge of her nose. Something she did when she was really pissed.

"I just can't believe I caught them kissing! I just-"

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

She put her glasses back on and looked at me. She's practically blind without her glasses. I couldn't believe he was that stupid. And to get caught in the park!! I know I said he was stupid, but this was ridiculous.

"I know what you said, but I actually caught them kissing in the park!"

I nodded, and listened to her rant.

"I'm sorry, Bella. I-"

"Don't you dare apologise! He's the one who ................... Oh, he's an idiot. A complete and utter idiot."

She really cared about him. She really did, I could see it. He had been there when everything happened with Mitch. He understood, when she had to stay with me. But, he obviously didn't care enough about her. I listened to her rant, and by the time she was done, I was pretty sure she'd used every profanity I'd ever heard.

"I'm sorry, Bella. I-"

"Don't you dare apologise! He's the idiot. He can't see what he's letting go. You'll find someone better than him. Trust me, you will."

We talked for a little while longer, but she had to leave. She had to look after her brothers that night, and her parents wanted her home early. She hugged me before she left, and I told her to let me know if she needed anything.

I walked up to my room, thinking about what had happened between Angela and Eric. She had been so happy with him. But, if he wanted to be with Jessica, then he didn't deserve Angela. She had been my best friend for 6 years, and deserved better than that. My phone beeped, distracting me. It was a message from Alice. She wanted to know how I was. I debated telling her about Angela, and decided to tell her. She'd find out soon enough anyway.

"I'm good. Angela broke up with Eric, though. She caught him kissing another girl in the park today. She came over. I'm pretty sure she used every profanity I've ever heard to describe him."

It was true. I don't think I've ever heard her swear that much.

'That's terrible, baby. What happened?'

"She went out for a walk, and she seen them. He kissed her, and Angela lost it, he tried to talk his way out of it. He tried to say she didn't care about him, and Jessica did. Jessica just stood there, smirking at her. She came over to my house, and started ranting, which lasted .................... 4 hours?"

I wasn't kidding, she was really upset. She had been with him for 3 and a half years. She really cared about him.

'Well, I'm glad she has you, baby. She'll be OK, all she needs is someone to be there for her and show her she deserves better.'

I knew she would be OK, I just hated seeing her this upset. She'd been there for me through everything and now I needed to be there for her.

"Yeah, I know. I told her that several times today, and I'm going to keep telling her until she really believes it."

'That's good, baby. She'll be OK. How are you feeling though?'

"I'm fine, pixie. Just worried about Angela. What about you?"

I got changed, and picked up my phone. I looked at the ring, that Alice had given me. My dad had noticed it, and I told him that I'd gotten it before Christmas when I went shopping with Angela. He liked it, but didn't ask anymore questions.

'I'm fine, baby. And, yes, Emmett is still alive. They noticed the ring, but I told them I'd found it shopping. They know I like those designs, so they didn't ask anymore questions.'

That was a relief, but I knew she'd be able to talk her way out of that.

"Yeah, my dad noticed mine, and I used the same excuse. He likes it, but he didn't say anything else, once you mention shopping he loses interest."

It was true, he did.

'Yeah. II'm back on Friday, want to come over on Saturday?"

We were back in school on Monday, (It was Wednesday), but I didn't want to go over of she was going to be tired.

"You're going to be pretty tired, pixie."

'I get back Friday morning. I'll be fine, plus I really want to see you.'

I couldn't say no, could ?

"OK, I'll be over around 10? Or is that to early?"

'That's fine, baby. As long as it doesn't cause any problems with your dad.'

"It won't he's working on Saturday."

I got ready on Saturday, after my dad left. I grabbed my hoodie and locked the door. I drove over, and walked up to her apartment, knocking on the door. She answered the door, smiling at me. I walked in, kissing her.

"Hey, how was Christmas?"

I took off my hoodie and sat on the couch. She sat next to me, cuddling up beside me.

"Great. What about you? Your dad got you a laptop, right?"

"Yeah, he did. It was great. So, Emmett is still alive?"

She glared at me, but the just resulted in me kissing her. She looks so cute when she does that, and she knows it.

"Yeah, he is. We did fight, but it wasn't that bad."

I nodded, and she layed her head on my shoulder. I kissed the top of her head, and she looked up at me.

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

"You can ask me anything, pixie."

She sat up, and I took her hand. I had been afraid touching that scar would hurt her, but she told me I was being silly. I started stroking the back of her hand, and ended up near her scar. This had happened once or twice. She didn't mind, but the first time, it'd surprised her. I'd also learn she was ticklish. Under different circumstances, it would've led to tickle fights, but I didn't want to push my luck. She looked down at my hand, as I rubbed her scar.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

I shook my head, looking at her. If she wanted to ask me something, it mattered.

"Pixie, if it bothers you, it matters. What is it?"

She looked at me for a few minutes, which would've made me feel uncomfortable if someone else had been doing that. But, it wasn't and I felt OK.

"It's just ........................ That day, when you walked up to my desk and wouldn't leave until I spoke to you, that was the first time I was able to open up to someone who wasn't family. When I tried to explain the thing I have with space, you wouldn't let me finish and told me it was OK.. I-"

"Because, I had seen it already when guys went up to you. I figured out that you had a reason for it and I understood that. I didn't care what I had to do to get you trust me, all that mattered to me was that you were comfortable around me. That day in my house when you lay next to me, cuddled up beside me, I knew that I was doing something right."

"Bella, even before that, I was comfortable around you. I brought you here, I hadn't been able to handle anything that. Even this, was something I had trouble with."

We were sitting quite close. I could see what she meant. I could see where she was going with this. She was trying to tell me how much she trusted me. What had brought this on?

"I know, pixie. But, I tried to make sure that you knew that I care about you. What's brought this on?"

She shrugged, looking away. I was worried that something had upset her.

"I just missed you when I was away, and it made me think."

"Alice, I missed you to. I love you, I really do. But, you know I'm OK with all that. How do you think I talked myself into going back to school? I kept telling myself that you studied and I knew I could to."

She didn't say anything for a few minutes, and I started to worry that I had upset her.

"Bella, I love you to. I know you are, but you-"

"If you're about to say what I think you are, don't. I love you, and that's not going to change."

She seemed to think I shouldn't have to deal with that. But, that was ridiculous! I love her, and I understand why she acts the way she does.

"I can't help it, baby. I really missed you when I was away and started thinking about the whole teacher/student thing."

"Well, I love you and I don't care about any of that. I'm happy here with you."

She looked at me, and I could see I was getting through.

"You're not getting it Bella. I was thinking about what could happen if we're caught. I'm not the only one who will suffer. You're the risk I'm willing to take. But, you'll get into trouble to."

I shook my head, I already knew this. I knew that it'd be OK, as long as we're careful.

"I know that, Alice. But, as long as we're careful, we'll be OK. We can go up to our spot in a few weeks when the weather gets better."

She seemed to realise that I wasn't going to let her think the way she had been. She shook her head, looking at me.

"You're not going to back down, are you?"

She laughed shaking her head.

"Not a chance, pixie. You honestly think I'd listen now, after everything you've helped me through?"

"I know, baby. I over think things when I miss people. Especially when I miss them as much as I missed you."

So, that's what it was. Silly pixie.

"Silly pixie. Come here, I need some cuddles."

She laughed, she loved it when I acted silly like this. She moved closer, laying her head on my shoulder.

"I mean it, pixie. I love you and that's never going to change."

"I love you to, baby."