Bella POV

Angela Weber looked at me as though I had somehow grown a third head in the time it had taken me to put my stuff away in my locker and finish explaining to her about my incident with Edward that morning. Seen as it was now lunchtime, I was silently praying that Edward had only been joking about wanting to demonstrate how much he had Bieber fever.

If Edward thought that it was impossible for someone to die of embarrassment, he was mistaken.

"Edward is taking you to Justin Bieber concert?" Angels asked for what I counted as the fourth time, just as we passed Mike Newton in the corridor.

I sighed, my cheeks already flaming, "It would seem so."

"Are you talking abut me." Someone's smooth voice blew in my ear as arms wrapped around my waist form behind.

I swallowed thickly, "No."

Edward chuckled and kissed under my ear, before standing up and taking my hand tightly in his, he winked at me before turning to address Angela for the first time since arriving.

"Hey Angela, how are you?" He asked.

She looked at him as if he had an extra arm growing out of his neck or something. I was about to roll my eyes and make a comment about Ben wearing her out when then, and only then, did I notice what Edward was wearing.

Edward, my Edward, as in Edward Cullen, was stood facing me clad in skinny jeans, a purple drawstring zip up Hoodie, a white tee shirt, and vans.

I thought my eyes were going to fall out of my head.

Edward grinned, "What?"

I opened and shut my mouth a couple of times like a fish needing air. No words left my mouth, but I was pretty sure the cross between horror and utter disbelief on my face painted a better picture for him than words ever could.

Edward raised his eyebrows and pulled me to him in a gentle hug, it was then that I realised Angela had made her escape, probably from all the eyes I could feel on us now.

Going against my natural talent at being shy, I wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed my face into his Hoodie clad shirt.

Edward stroked my hair, "What's the matter, hey?"

I swallowed, "I don't know I just... I guess I thought that you were faking, being all Justin Bieber fanatical. This just makes me feel like I don't really know you."

Edward hushed me and kissed my temple.

"You do know me, I'm just giving you the opportunity to see me as more of a teenager, plus i have a large amount of money in a bet with Carlisle that I can't keep it up for more than a week." He said.

I pulled back to look, well frown at him.

"Carlisle placed a bet with you?" I asked quizzically, highly doubting that my soon to be father in law would have anything to do with the boyish antics that went on between the Cullen children.

Edward shrugged, "Well Emmet and Jasper couldn't join in, because that would be fair." He said and started to lead me over to the table where we normally sat by ourselves, when Edward was either thirsty or sick of Mike Newton, or if I was laying low of Jessica Stanley.

"Why not?" I asked as the rest of the Cullen siblings walked over to their table.

Edward smiled and gestured to Emmet and Jasper who were walking behind their wives wearing Hoodie's identically to Edwards but in orange and green.

I looked at Edward with wide eyes, his smile just got wider.
"We have formed the Justin Bieber experience, don't worry, we won't cut out hair." He said and laughed.

The urge to hit him there and then was very strong, but I settled for running out of the hall in embarrassment instead. The overall feel was lost when I tripped and had to grab the bin for support but luckily everyone was to busy looking at Emmet and Jasper as well as Edward to notice my faux pas.

I probably wouldn't have noticed it either, had the music not started blaring out of the speakers and several girls screamed. I spun to look back at them, and nearly died at what I saw.