This is my first story that isn't a parody or meant to be funny. This takes place a couple weeks after the incident with Tyler's van, on the week of Valentine's Day. By the way, if it's not clear in this story, Valentine's Day is on Friday. Enjoy!

Bella's POV

Valentine's Day. Ugh. One of my least favorite days of the year. It was just another way of showing singles that they aren't good enough to have that "special someone" to spend the day with. It was coming up in a few days.

Today was Monday. I got out of bed and headed downstairs. I saw a note on the table. 'Bella,' it read.

I am going fishing with Billy until Wednesday, and staying over at his place. You will be okay there for a few days on your own, right? Call me if you need anything.

-Dad

Great. Now I had to go through a week of this torturous holiday and my dad wouldn't even be here half the time. I felt especially lonely now.

As I drove to school, I noticed stores on the street corners were decorated with hearts and candy. More reminders that I would have to live through on the way to and from school for the rest of the week.

When I got to school I pulled in to the parking lot as far away from a certain shiny Volvo as I could.

I was attacked by Jessica babbling on and on to me about the cursed day on my way to my first class. The day passed by slowly. I was greeted by Angela talking about her Friday with Ben, which I tuned out. I was so tired of hearing about everyone's plans for it and the day wasn't even half over yet.

At lunch Eric came and sat next to me and started going on about the damned day. I tired to ignore him until I heard him say, "Bella? Did you hear my question?"

I sighed and looked at him. "I'm sorry, what did you say? I got distracted."

"I asked if you wanted to go out with me Friday night." I internally groaned. I had to make up a quick excuse.

"Um, no thanks Eric, I have plans." His face fell.

"What are you doing that day?" What answer would sound the most reasonable?

"I'm, uh, going to a party. With… my dad." I said lamely. It was the best excuse I could come up with at this point.

"Well some other time, I guess."

"Um… right…" I hope he wouldn't commit to his offer.

Out of habit, I glanced at the Cullen table. There were five people there today. I glanced at them all, or more specifically, Edward. I saw that he was looking back at me. I averted my gaze to my hands quickly and blushed. I hadn't seen at him long enough to see his expression, so I carefully lifted my eyes. He was staring at me with curious but frustrated eyes. I looked down again and didn't look up again.

After lunch, Mike walked me to Biology. He was talking endlessly about this week, and what he heard other people's plans were for Valentine's Day.

When I sat down, Edward turned his head slightly in my direction. I tried not to notice, but my heart sped up slightly.

"So," Mike started. "I'm free Friday."

"That's nice." I said. Please, please, please don't let him be doing what I think he's doing…

"Would you like to go out with me for Valentine's Day?"

Dammit. When I didn't respond, he waved his hand over my eyes.

"Bella? Would you like to be my Valentine?" Mike asked warily.

What the hell? Did he think we were in third grade or something? I heard a low chuckle coming from the seat next to me.

I felt a pair of eyes on my back. Edward's eyes, to be exact. I blushed a little and noticed Edward stiffen from the corner of my eye.

"No, Mike." I tried to say as calmly as I could through my clenched teeth. "Thank you for the offer, but I'm going to have to decline. I have plans."

Mike looked disappointed. His eyes then flashed over to Edward.

"With who?" he asked skeptically, not taking his eyes off my lab partner.

"Jesus Mike, my dad. Is that a problem?" I was getting very fed up with him.

"A little bit…" I heard him say, probably hoping I wouldn't hear.

"Why? Why is it a problem to have plans on Valentine's Day with my dad?! Are you just pissed off that so far you have been rejected by all of the girls you've asked so far? That you are going to be left out this Friday? Just stop being so persistent, okay?" I didn't know why I exploded at him like that. Maybe it was just everyone's mood floating around me for the upcoming holiday that was making me angry and frustrated.

"Fine… god. Just trying to make plans…" I heard him mumble to himself as he walked away. I turned to the front with my elbows on the desk and my head in my hands. I looked up to see Edward gazing curiously at me.

"What?" I asked him.

"Nothing," he said, and turned back to the front. The first word, and acknowledgment that I was alive, in weeks. Disappointing, I know, but I was jumping up and down inside.

After class, I went to my locker when I saw Tyler. No, no, no, no, no… I prayed. Not again, PLEASE not again.

"Hey Bella. I was wondering what you were doing Friday."

I was about to explode at him like I did to Mike when I saw over his shoulder none other than Edward Cullen. He was looking at me with sympathy and curiosity and I immediately revised my plan for Tyler.

"I'm going to a party, Tyler. If you don't mind, please spread that to anyone else who wants to bother me with the request of changing my plans." I then walked away before I could do something much worse that I could regret.

"Okay, maybe next year!" he called after me. I didn't even bother turning around to respond as I walked over to gym.

I couldn't believe it. Three people already asked me out for Valentine's Day and it was only Monday! If the rest of the week would be like this, then maybe I would just stay home. I opened my gym locker and changed my mind immediately at what I saw.

Muahaha! I'll update soon, but I've got a quick question. What is a C2?? What does it stand for, what does it mean? Please review or PM me with the answer to this, because I am very confused about this… Also, please review and tell me how you liked this story so far! It's starting out a little slow, but it gets better, I promise!