Edwards pov
There was something about her; that made me feel different. When we are parteners in everything; she hates it. I think she is hiding the fact that secretly she likes it. I am Edward Cullen and I am parterners with Bella سوان, ہنس for everything. She isn't so bad. But today; she lost it, when the teacher کہا these words...

(Drama teacher) "As آپ know; there will be a play soon. It's going to be Romeo and Juilet. We decided that this سال the roles go to... Bella and Edward." She smiled. Bella groaned. I don't really understand her problem. I am nice to her; when we work together. (And if آپ are thinking we are boyfriend and girlfriend; we are absolutly not.) We soon had to get started rehersing straight after school. "I have an idea. We can use the hall, and it's ok because my brother will be here anyway." She informed. Bella had an older brother named Amries. He was protective; but really cool. He knew Bella inside and out. "Ok sure." I smiled. She frowned. Seriously, what is her problem?

After school
The clock is ticking away; when she finally came to go in the hall. "You ok?" I asked. She just stood there: unhappy. "The sooner we do it the better." She hastily spat out. Ouch.
When we walked in, her older brother greeted us.
"Hey Bells, Edward." At least someone is happy.
Bella smiled a tiny one and went straight back to hating me. Amries did a brief introduction.
"I finally, now know the meaning of opposits attract. آپ are chosen to do a lovers play. آپ both need to handle; being close together and kissing the other one with passion; to make people believe." I was ok with that; but was she?
"Bro, we are not 12." She commented. "Trust me sis, with the way آپ behave, 12 سال olds; set the example." He smiled. I could feel the relationship they share.
Time was ticking and we started. "Oh Romeo, oh Romeo; where for art thou Romeo, oh Romeo." She started. I was gobsmaked. She was good; but kept looking down. I think she just didn't want to look in my eyes. I wanted to look in hers; but all I saw was hatred. But it was hiding behind something. Embarrasment?
I کہا my lines, ok, but I looked down to hold my emotions. I am a useless Romeo.

"Ok آپ guys; I am stopping آپ two there. It was good; but both of آپ were shy. Edward آپ are Romeo. آپ are supposed to lead. And Bells. Juiliet is 100 times مزید confiedent about proclaming her true love. So here's what we are going to do. We run through; once more; but with a twist. آپ prove me wrong; that آپ both are confiedent then آپ won't have to kiss eachother. Deal? Done right, آپ escape it for a while, done wrong I will make آپ kiss till آپ are doing it with pure passion." Amries offered. "Kiss?" Bella spluttered. "I refuse to kiss him. No way brother; آپ are asking to much." She yelled. "It's like what I کہا sis. And آپ کہا آپ are not 12. آپ will thank me later." He smiled. Great(!) Now I have to face a long scowel. It was right on cue.
We both got through it just like the last time. I knew what to improve on but I delibratly messed up so we could kiss. Eventhough, she hates me. I secrectly like her.

Here it came. We did as the brother commanded. It was avereage, but it was something. After the kiss we کہا nothing. Until... "If آپ think I like آپ Cullen get over yourself. This is for the play, and not in real life. I don't like you. And if آپ tell anyone, I know how to kill people سے طرف کی accident, capice?" She asked. "Yes mam." I saluted. I wasn't scared of her. "Ok guys. آپ can go now. آپ have suffered long enough." Amries told us. We left the drama hall; but I felt an unhappy girl near me.

"It's all your fault. If آپ didn't mess up on purpous, I wouldn't have to kiss you." She snapped. "It was your fault Bella. And get over it. It was for the play. Plus I know it's not real." I spoke back. "The problem is Cullen; is آپ think آپ are so great. Get a role and آپ are dying." She insuleted. "Same to آپ miss. آپ were scared to look in my eyes. Why do آپ keep looking down?" I questioned. "So I won't have to look at your disgusting face. Then I won't have to kiss you. Apparently I was wrong." She shouted. "Oh yeah. Loook into my eyes now." She did as I commanded. She didn't break. But our faces were so close together, that neither one of us could help ourselves. We just closed the gap of our lips to kiss eachother. This wasn't average; this was pure passion like Romeo and Juilet.

Both of us broke away frome eachothers grasp; both needing air. It was... something. "I have to go." She کہا trying to escape. "Wait... answer me this. Why do آپ hate me?" I asked; still holding onto her. "I did; because a guy like آپ would never be with me. I got used to reality. But here we are kissing for real life, but where does that lead us?" She asked. "Mabey; if آپ are lucky رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا on friday." I played along. "ok. 8:00 is fine." She answered. She had to leave so I let her. "Oh and آپ forgot something." Her lips were on mine again with the purest of passion آپ could get out of this girl. So hate could really turn into love. Who knew? After the kiss I mumbled when she left. "Woah." But I also heard her mumble. "Wow. there was something."

I smiled. This is going to be a long, good play....