Hi! I'm back for another chapter! This one's more of a filler chapter, but that just means the next one is Homecoming! Yay!

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"It really isn't that big of a deal, babe. If it makes you feel any better, I don't like being nominated for this shit, either," Edward said as we drove to… wherever.

I rolled my eyes. "Edward, you've been nominated to be a part of the homecoming court ever since you were a freshman and you got the title, whatever it was, every single time. So, no. That doesn't make me feel any better."

He sighed. "Well, I don't really know what to say. It sucks but… at least we get to be on the field together, right?"

I smiled, but just slightly. "Yeah, yeah."

"You know what? I know just what can make you feel better," he said with a smug smirk.

I raised my eyebrows at him before laughing out loud when he parked.

We were at Taco Bell.

I reached over and kissed him soundly.

"If I hadn't told you I loved you yet, I probably would right now."

He chuckled. "I love you, too."

And so we stayed in Taco Bell just eating, laughing, and taking pictures of each other.

Whenever I'm with Edward, it's easy to forget the outside world. It's so easy to be around him and he really does make me happy.

On the drive back to my house, he turned on the radio and Justin Timberlake's new song was playing.

"You know, now that I actually listen to what he's saying, I can kinda relate to it," he said, looking over at me with a small smile.

"I don't even know what the fuck he's saying." I snorted.

He rolled his eyes. "Listen, then."

I know people make promises all the time

Then they turn right around and break them

When someone cuts your heart open with a knife, now you're bleeding

Don't you know that I could be that guy to heal it over time

And I won't stop until you believe it

'Cause baby you're worth it

"Aww, how sweet," I mocked. Of course I wouldn't tell him he's right. That would just make him even more smug.

"It's true though. So, don't act like it's a bad thing to fall in love with me." He winked.

"Too late. In case you forgot, I technically said 'I love you' first."

"Nah, I did."

"That's true, but you also thought I told you to fuck off, so…"

He shook his head. "You're never going let me live that down, huh?"

I patted his cheek. "Never, babe."

Homecoming week came faster than I expected and before I knew it, I was coordinating with Edward for twin day.

We were on FaceTime on Sunday night, trying to figure out what to wear. I don't usually dress up for homecoming week so it was easy for Alice and Rose to coordinate with each other. But everyone insisted I dress up, so because I was being nice — which is rare — I agreed. Now, I'm paired with Edward, Alice is paired with Rose, and Jasper is not paired with anyone since Emmett is a senior and his dress up days are different than underclassmen.

Stupid class hierarchies.

"What about this with jeans and Converse?" I asked as I held up a black and white flannel shirt that I knew he had, too.

"Let me see if I can find mine," he said. He left the screen before coming back and holding up a slightly different version of what I have.

"Yup, there it is. We'll wear it with a white undershirt."

He smirked. "Yes, darling."

And so we came to school, hand-in-hand, wearing exactly the same clothes on with matching grins.

It was also kinda fun to try and figure out who's paired with who. Alice and Rose were both dressed in pink. And by pink, I mean their sweater, pants, shoes, heck — even their lips were pink.

It was Emmett that made me laugh, though. He was the actual definition of an American patriot. His shirt, his pants, his shoes. He even went as far as to color his hair red, white, and blue. Though, he said he would have painted his face had they not banned it.

The week went by pretty quickly. On Tuesday, we had "Decade day," which had been my favorite by far because Edward looked hot as fuck in a leather jacket with his hair slicked back, a la James Dean. I wore something similar to what Molly Ringwald wore in the Breakfast Club, while Alice went the 80's route with everything neon and her hair teased. Unsurprisingly, Rose was a pin-up girl with bright red lipstick and Jasper went as a cowboy from the 50's with fake shotguns that got him in trouble.

Wednesday was tie dye day, Thursday was fashion disaster day, and finally Friday was spirit day and game day, which is when the Homecoming court is announced.

Since I didn't have a spirit shirt, Edward let me use last year's game day shirt, which coincidentally had his last name and his number on the back.

It sort of eased my nerves a little bit, having a little bit of him as I walked the hallways, but I still couldn't keep myself from thinking of the worst scenarios that could happen tonight.

The girls were coming over right after school to help me prepare. I was still going with Edward's shirt on and probably a pair of jean shorts and just change into my dress during halftime, but they would help me with my hair and make-up.

I made them swear not to go too overboard, though.

Charlie was also coming to escort me on the field. His reaction when I told him that I got nominated to be princess was pretty annoying, but he agreed, just as long as he didn't have to wear a tux.

We agreed on a button up dress shirt.

"I'll see you later?" Edward said as he walked me to my car.

"Yup, on the field this time."

He leaned in to give me a kiss. "Drive safe."

"Good luck," I said, giving him another peck. "Win for me."

"Always, babe," he replied with a smirk.