I made him laugh. The corner of my lips curled up in a small smile without my permission. Odd yet similar, again. Ignoring the ache that decided to settle in my chest, reminding me of the hole there, was being a familiar action. Not quite automatic and never an easy task, I suddenly wondered if she felt the same way. The feel of the page brushing against my free hand, breaking me out of my thoughts before I could get sweeped away by the past. I looked down at the page reading his response:

You capture my interest completely not unlike the way instests get stuck in a spiders web or a fly is lured to a venus fly trap, doomed to death once the plant closes. So to answer your question, I intent to fill an entire notebook of question and answer if you are willing to endure me. A fight against you and I, would be entirely one sided, I'm afraid.

Whatever I expected to read wasn't anywhere near close to what I had read. I scanned the words again before glancing yet again at Edward. Between the curtain that I caused my hair to create. He looked tense, yet not like that first day. It looked tinged with nervousness, if the way his free hand played with the ends of his wild reddish brown hair. As well as the way a light tinge of pink coated his pale cheeks, it made me want to touch his face.

I wanted to tell him how his blush added to his beauty. I bit my lower lip hard this time. Why is it that every moment now with him is reminding me of those first days around her? Odd yet the same. I finished the last few problems before I even looked at the page again. That's when the professor called for the end of class and for everyone to hand in thier worksheets, whatever book problems weren't competeled would be homework. Edward's pale hand appeared at the edge of my vision, palm up. He spoke before I could give him a questioning look, "Want me to take your worksheet up?"

I handed over the worksheet with a quiet thanks, as I stashed the page of passing notes, into my notebook. I packed my things and left the class without having to awkwardly say bye to him. His last note was a bold one to say the least. I wasn't sure how I felt about it or him, the only thing I was sure of is that I couldn't ignore him. Just like I couldn't ignore her. As I left the building I caught sight of Alice Brandon and Jasper Whitlock, heading in my direction. Right, Alice wanted to go shopping and wanted an answer about the theme of my birthday party.  

Both of which I gave no real response to earlier.  As the couple grew closer I pulled out my phone making a split second decision that I didn't want to think about too deeply. I raised my free hand, giving the universal signal to wait. Just in case Alice wanted to run over to me for another hug. I tapped my phone a few times until I got to the contact that I haven't called all summer, yet I have texted them. I taped call a little harder than necessary before bringing the phone to my ear.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.

My heart sank a little as I came to the conclusion that they weren't going to answer, that is until I heard the familiar voice of Dove, she sounded like, there was nothing different between us, "Hey Isa, what's up?"

I tried to sound the same as I spoke, "Sup, Puck. I uh, need your advice."

"Do it, call her", Dove said seriously, encouragingly, I could imagine her sitting straight at her desk, leaning forward.

I let out a breath after I swallowed harshly, my cheeks ran hot with my blood from slight shock at her words, "No, something else. I made a friend. She wants to throw me a birthday party"

Before I could say more, Dove interrupted me in that playfully threatening tone, "You go to that party and you have fun or I will fight you myself, I swear it to all the gods. You and Sassy always make it like pulling teeth when it comes to doing something fun for you. Go have fun, make more friends, enjoy being a young adult. And Isa?"

I couldn't help the smile from her words, I missed her. I missed both of them, more than I'm willing to say. I bite my lip before I answered her, "Yeah, Puck?"

"You really should call her. She misses you more than she's willing to admit", Dove whispered the words out, I could hear the pain in her voice clearly.

Just the thought of Sasha and Dove in pain because of me made me want to go to them. I wanted to say I didn't care about the danger and just go. The danger is why I agreed to leave without a word of protest, last May. It was hard and hard everyday to not call Sasha, to hear her voice or see her face. I licked my bottom lip before bitting it again, I realsed it slowly before I spoke, "I'm sorry, It's better this way"

"For who? It's not good for me, or for her and not for you either. Just call her", Dove sounded angry and tired and hurt, my eyes watered at the thought of what expression she'd be wearing right now. I am thankful I didn't facetime her.

"I'm sorry, but it is", I spoke with a strain of sadness in my voice before I continued sounding a bit frimer, "Thank you, Puck. I promise to have fun for you both. Alice, asked me to go shopping with her, so I gotta go, love you Puck."

I heard her sigh heavily before she spoke again, "I like this Alice already. love you too Isa. Just think about calling her please?"

"Ok, later", I spoke a bit to forcely, since I thought about calling Sasha everyday I just never had the courage to even look at her contact information.

Once Dove said her goodbye, I ended the call with rough exhale, before shoving the phone back into my pocket. I pulled my arm back and hit my elbow on the side of the building. The impact, ran through my funny bone in a way that made me jump and straddle my arm as I hissed in pain. I shook out my hand in an attempt to ease the pain as I groaned.The pain faded quicker than usual as Alice and Jasper resumed their walk over to me. Alice had concern on her face as Jasper’s face held a degree of concentration that I haven’t seen on his face before.

“Are you ok, Miss. moonlight?”, She asked as she tried out another nickname, as she looked over my arm.

“Miss. moonlight”, I repeated the nickname, seeing how it felt on my tongue, I nodded in approval as I gave her a soft smile, “I like it, ready to go shopping. Jasper, are you coming too?”

That’s when I heard footsteps and caught the scent that is undeniably Edward. Jasper spoke with a tight smile as he answered my question, “No, Miss swan. Edward and I have a previous engagement.”

“We have a jam lesson, so you ladies have fun”, Edward spoke up as he walked past us while grabbing Jasper by the shoulder. Jasper followed without a fight after he left a kiss on Alice’s cheek as well as a quick, “I love you.” She said the words back to him.

“They play instruments?”, I asked Alice as she waved goodbye to them while throwing a kiss to Jasper.

She turned to me with a smile as she answered, “Yeah, Edwards teaching Jazz to play piano and Jazz is teaching Edward, guitar.”

A/N: Thanks for reading. Please leave comments.

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