MISS JANE'S OFFICE - DAY
Miss Jane stares at both sisters as they sit before her, and then focuses on Alice.
"So you're the real bitch." Jane says staring intently.
"Yes! Okay? Yes - I'm the real bitch. I wanted her to get a boyfriend so I could. Apparently, this makes me a horrible person. I'm sorry."
She turns to Bella.
Alice continuing, "I swear… I didn't know about the money. I didn't even know James was involved. I would never intentionally hurt you, Bella."
Miss Jane to Bella, "Do you care to respond?"
"Am I supposed to feel better? Like, right now? Or do I have some time to think about it?"
"Just smack her now." Miss Jane suggested eagerly.
Alice rises, taking Bella by the arm.
Alice to Miss Jane, "We'll be getting back to you."
"What, no hug?"
HALLWAY - DAY
And Alice leaves Miss Jane's office.
"Is that woman a complete fruit-loop or is it just me?"
"It's just you."
ENGLISH CLASS - DAY
Mr. Banner faces the class.
"All right. I'm assuming everyone found time to compose, their poems. Except for Mr. Dorsey, who's still in ICU."
Nerds in the back high-five each other.
Mr. Banner continuing, "Would anyone care to read theirs aloud?"
No one moves. Then Bella slowly stands up.
Edward looks up.
"Oh, Lord." Mr. Banner responds then he downs a couple Prozac. "Please proceed."
Bella stands, puts on her glasses, and takes a deep breath before reading from her notebook.
"I hate the way you talk to me/ and the way you cut your hair/ I hate the way you drive my car/ I hate it when you stare."
She pauses, and then continues.
"I hate your big dumb combat boots/ and the way you read my mind/ I hate you so much it makes me sick/ it even makes me rhyme."
She takes a deep breath, and looks quickly at Edward, who stares at the floor.
"I hate the way you're always right/ I hate it when you lie/ I hate it when you make me laugh/ even worse when you make me cry/ I hate it that you're not around/ and the fact that you didn't call/ But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you/ not even close, not even a little bit, not even any at all."
She looks directly at Edward. He looks back this time. The look they exchange says everything.
Then she walks out of the room. The rest of the class remains in stunned silence.
PARKING LOT - MOMENTS LATER
Bella walks to her car alone. When she opens the door, she's greeted with a Fender Stratocaster guitar, reclining in the front seat.
She picks it up slowly, inspecting every detail, then spins around.
Edward stands there, smiling.
"A Fender Strat. You bought this?" Bella questions raising one eyebrow slowly.
"I thought you could use it. When you start your band."
She doesn't answer, but hides a smile, so he walks closer.
Edward continuing, "Besides, I had some extra cash. Some asshole paid me to take out a really great girl."
"Is that right?"
"Yeah, but then I fucked up. I fell for her."
Blushes and looks down.
Edward continuing, "You know… it's not every day you find a girl who'll flash her tits to get you out of detention."
Bella looks up, surprised and embarrassed that he found out.
He takes her upturned face as a sign to kiss her and he does, she lets him this time.
Then breaks it off.
"You can't just buy me a guitar every time you screw up, you know."
He quiets her with another kiss, which she breaks off again.
"And don't just think you can…"
He kisses her again, not letting her end it this time.
SWAN HOUSE - SUNSET
We hear the sounds of music and laughter.
SWAN HOUSE/BACKYARD - SUNSET
Edward is at the barbecue grill, flipping burgers, Bella watches.
"Why is my veggie burger the only burnt object on this grill?"
"Because I like to torture you." Edward mentions with a smile.
"Oh, Alice? Can you get me my freshman yearbook?"
"Don't you even dare…"
ON ALICE AND JASPER
As they argue on the patio.
"They do to!" Jasper shouts.
"They do not!" Alice responds as she rises to get the yearbook.
"Can someone please tell her that sunflower seeds come from sunflowers?"
ON EMMETT AND ROSALIE
Severely making-out in a lawn chair. She comes up for a breath.
"I can't remember a word of Shakespeare right now. Isn't that weird?"
Emmett pulls her back down for another round.
ON BELLA AND EDWARD
She tries to keep him from grabbing the yearbook that Alice now hands her.
"You're mad over this, aren't you?" Bella asks trying not to laugh.
Alice hands her the yearbook, "He's more than mad. He's freaked."
Flips to a page.
"I'd like to call your attention to Edward Cullen's stunning bad-ass look of 1995…"
A horrifically nerdy freshman year picture glasses, bad hair, headgear… the works.
She holds up the picture for all to view. Edward cringes and throws a handful of pretzels at her.
"Edward… is that… a…" Alice stutters.
"Perm?" Bella finishes.
"Ask my attorney." Edward responds closing his eyes.
Bella and Alice huddle over the picture, giggling.