EPOV

Hmm, could it be her? Isabella Swan. No, that's I.S. not B.S. But she prefers Bella, which would be B.S. She blushed easily, and has the same voice. And she smirked when the cheerleaders followed me in.

I'll hold out for a while to be sure.

My first classes were a nightmare—nearly every girl that had seen me at the dance was claiming to be the girl. Sick.

I knew perfectly well that the real girl wouldn't walk up to me and just say that it was her. She would just be herself and let me figure it out. So that's what I would do.

Lunch finally came, giving me the chance to look for my princess. I frowned when I saw no girls could be her. Not even Bella was in the cafeteria.

"Yo, Edward, what's up with you?" Emmett asked.

"I'm looking for her," I replied.

"You mean that girl from the dance? Why?"

"Emmett, I've got to figure out who she is. I'm going to go crazy if I can't figure it out."

He whistled. "I feel for ya, man. You're falling, and falling hard."

"Great pep talk. Thanks."

"Look, dude, it's not that hard. Just look for Alice and Rose. She will be with them." He craned his neck, looking for the girls, but coming up empty.

"That's the first thing I did."

"Well, sorry. Just trying to help."

"I know, and thank you, Emmett, but I think this is one I'm just going to have to figure on my own. I'll see you at practice," I said and got up from the table.

I walked through the campus and suddenly saw Alice and Rosalie talking to someone on the other side of a tree trunk. I looped a right and noticed that Bella was sitting at the base of the tree with a book in her lap. She was staring up at them with a hurt expression.

"Guys, it's not going to happen!" she said. "Just get over it." She slammed her book shut and stomped away.

"Good going, Alice. I told you that her not telling anyone was a mistake," Rosalie said.

"I know. Now she may never have her prince charming," Alice sounded close to tears.

"What's even worse is that she tried to tell us that this would happen."

"We shouldn't have made her keep her identity a secret. Do you think Edward really will solve the mystery?" Alice said.

I stopped in my tracks and stared open-mouthed at them. They were both wide-eyes and looked at each other before he grins swept across their faces.

I raced off in the same direction Bella had—toward the library.

I did get a quick glimpse of the girls' faces. They were both grinning like crazy and doing girl squeals.

I rushed into the library just as Bella was handing the book she had been reading to the librarian.

"Done already, Bella? You only got it during second period," the librarian said.

"I'm done, Mrs. Seeger, I did a lot of reading," Bella said.

The librarian smiled and Bella walked off to the poetry section of the library.

She still hadn't noticed me, so I walked to where she was, now resting the book in a window sill and reading the first page.

"So, Bella Swan," I began, making her smile. "Very pretty name. Nice initials, too."

"Thanks," she said, her head still down.

"So, your free period is the same as mine, you spend it in the library, you blush way too easily, you are friends with Alice and Rose, and you smirked when the cheerleaders followed me this morning. You remind me of someone, but I just can't put my finger on it."

"Hmm, maybe it's a girl you met at the ball," she said casually, as if she was just kindly helping me, but her hand went up to cover her mouth, trying to hide her smile.

"Perhaps. Do you think you can help me find her?" I asked politely.

"I'm not sure I know where to find her," she said. "After all, she does have a very busy schedule."

"Oh, really? Does that mean she can't fit in time to spend time with a boyfriend?"

"I'm sure she could fit you in somewhere."

I put my hand under her chin and pulled her face up to kiss her. I knew for a fact that she was the right girl, then. I felt that same odd spark that I had felt when I kissed her at the ball.

"Bella, will you be my girlfriend?" I whispered when we parted. I stared at those warm, chocolate brown eyes. More proof.

She seemed to be at a loss for words, so she just nodded her head.

We left the library hand in hand, and Bella hid her face in my arm when nearly everyone that was outside stared at us.

Rose and Alice were jumping around and squealing. The soccer team was looking at me, dumb-struck. The cheerleaders were sending Bella death glares, she was blushing, and I was grinning like an idiot.

"So, you ready for practice, Edward?" Jasper asked, looking at Bella.

"Actually, I'm going to skip practice today. See you later." Now they looked like they had been clubbed upside the head with a baseball bat.

Bella couldn't help but giggle. I looked down at her and smiled, and when she returned the favor, I kissed her again. I felt her smiling against my lips, and the boys were wolf-whistling, but at the moment, I couldn't bring myself to care.

When we pulled apart, all the team started shouting and jumping, like they did when we won a game and started to crowd around us, along with Alice, Rosalie, Angela Webber, and the cheerleading squad.

With the huge sudden crowd, I worried I might lose Bella, and wrapped my arms protectively around her.

When we finally escaped all of our friends and enemies, I asked her, "Do you want to do something this weekend?"

"How about pizza and then a night at the arcade," she suggested.

This could be the start of a beautiful relationship.