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B POV

I sighed happily. Ever since Edward and I started dating last week, I was living on cloud-nine. We spent all our free time together and everyday after school, Edward would come home with me, and we'd spend long hours doing homework together or just cuddling on the couch. Whenever it was time to prepare for dinner, I'd leave Edward to play the Nintendo with Emmet and Jasper, while I helped mum cook dinner.

While mum and I cooked, we'd listen to the boys, who were a great source of entertainment. They would swear, scream and yell like little children playing tag in the playground.

"You cheated!" I heard Emmett scream.

"No I didn't! You just don't want to admit that you've been beaten!" was Edward's reply.

"Whatever. Rematch! I bet I could beat you this time, even with you're cheating."

"Ha! That's what you said before, and who lost that round?" Jasper asked.

I didn't hear Emmett's reply because I was too lost in my own thoughts. I was so glad that Edward got along really well with my family. Even though Emmett threatened him everyday, and picked on him whenever possible, you could tell that he was starting to warm up to Edward a lot.

Once the table was set, I went to get the boys.

The sight before me was glorious. Edward looked adorable sitting in the middle of the couch, slightly hunched as he stared at the T.V. As if he could sense my appearance, he turned around and our eyes met. He lowered his control, stood up, and made his way to me in three humungous steps. "Hello beautiful," he whispered as he wrapped me in his arms. I smiled as I buried my nose in his shirt.

He smelt gorgeous as always.

"Get your hands off her, that's my baby sister!" Emmett yelled as he walked past us to get to the kitchen.

I blushed, but thankfully, nobody saw because my head was still in Edward's shirt.

Dinner was normal as usual. I sat with Edward on my right - our legs were twined together throughout the whole of dinner. We said little, as we watched my family. Mum and dad were talking about an upcoming fishing event next weekend, and my brothers were stuffing their faces and talking about an upcoming football match next week. I was glad that my boyfriend ate like a perfect gentleman and not like my ruffian brothers.

When dinner was over, Edward and I headed upstairs to my bedroom.

While Edward was making himself comfortable on the bed, I turned on some music. I was a strange teenager. I didn't really like the typical teenage music that my classmates listened to. I preferred listening to classical, baroque or romantic music.

"Romantic?" Edward asked as I made myself comfortable on his lap. I shrugged.

"It's better than rap music," I muttered.

Edward laughed, pulling me closer to his chest. I glared at him. "Edward Cullen! If you are going to laugh at my taste of music, then you will be sorr-"

"Sweetie, I'm not laughing at your taste in music," Edward whispered in my ear, "I'm laughing because I'm really glad that I've found someone who has the same taste in music as I do."

"Really?"

"Really," he whispered, just before he pulled me into a sweet, loving kiss.

We stayed in bed for a while, just listening to the sweet, romantic music coming from my CD player.

After a while, Edward asked me a question which I'd been dreading for days now. "Bella, would you like to meet my parents this weekend?"

I bit my lip and looked down, avoiding Edward's eyes. I really wanted to meet his parents. But I wasn't sure if they'd like me.

"They'll love you," Edward said to me gently. How did he know what I was thinking?

"How do you know that?" I asked

"Because they already love you."

"They do? How? Why?"

Edward laughed. "Am I not allowed to speak of my girlfriend to my parents? They already know so much about you and really want to meet you soon."

"Are you sure?" I asked nervously

"Positive."

"Okay then, only if you promise to stay by my side the whole night."

Edward roared with laughter. "Bella! My parents are going to bite you!"

"But I don't know that do I?"

Edward just smiled and kissed the top of my heard. "You're crazy, you know that don't you?"

"Yep, but you love me for that," I said, burying my head in the crook of his neck.

"And that, I do," he said.

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