Summary: This is a new, twisted way on the meeting and furthermore life of Edward Cullen and Isabella Swan.

Disclaimer: I am a regular person and have NO OWNERSHIP WHATSOEVER of Stephanie Meyer's characters. TYFYT.


Bella POV

"Come on, it'll be fine!! You look great!"

I sighed. She just wouldn't let me out of it! I was going on a double blind date with Jessica, a decision I already regretted very much. It turns out that Jessica hadn't even come up with the idea! Instead, she had gotten a call from some "hot sounding" guy who had asked if she would go on a blind date with him. She said yes, what a surprise, and then the guy said that she would have to bring a friend to "go with his friend". Once again, she said 'OF COURSE!' And thus, I had been dragged into this whole, confusing mess. Now, we just had pulled up at the restaurant; it was Italian.

"I will rue the day that I said 'yes' to going on a double blind date with you Jessica!" I hissed at her.

"Oh come on!! They're probably from school if they knew my number. So just chillax!"

I groaned. Why did she have to be so 'into' herself? We walked into the restaurant, or in Jess's case strutted into the restaurant. Looking around I already didn't like the place. It looked like a restaurant from a freaking movie!! There were 200 dollar candles on the beautiful 400 dollar tables complete with the four 300 dollar worth freaking chairs!! I mean, who cares! I sighed, causing me to receive a glare from 'Princess Jessica'. I took another look at my surroundings, this time scanning for emergency exits. Oh no. There were none! I groaned; this was going to be a very long date.

"It's Jessica and Bella," I came back to reality as Jessica told the waiter our names.

"Ah," he replied. "You are seated over here." He led us through a maze of tables to a certain one with roses set up elegantly in the middle.

"OMG! That is sooo romantic!" Jessica sighed dreamily.

"Would you like some red wine? It's the special," the waiter asked us.

"Yes, please," Jessica said. For once there was no squeling.

"No thank you, I'll just have some coke" I muttered. I wasn't one for alcohol.

"I'll be right back with your drinks," the waiter left us.

"Let's sit across from eachother," Jessica said.

" Sure, whatever."

Just after I sat down, Jessica squealed yet again. "OH MY GOD! They are so hawt! Ooh, I hope the one with the red tee is mine! Wait, that's… no, I'm hallucinating. Is that EDWARD CULLEN?! And…oh. There's Mike Newton. Sorry, you got Mike, Bella."

I turned in my seat and, sure enough, there was Mike Newton and Edward Cullen. I sighed. Why did Mike keep on trying to hook up with me? Well, Jess got quite lucky. I mean, it's EDWARD CULLEN! Once again, I sighed. This time though, it was a depressed sigh. I was thinking about how this could all get awkward…real fast!

"Hello, ladies," Mike said coming up to us.

"Hi Mike…oh! Hi Edward!" Jess said. "So, how are we paired up?"

"Well—" Mike started, but Edward cut in.

"I was thinking me and Bella, Mike and Jessica."

Jess looked like she was on the verge of tears. "Oh, did you say me and…Mike?"

Edward nodded. By now, Jess was starting to get quite glossy eyes, I decided to come to her 'rescue'.

"Sorry, but would you mind if Jess and I had a quick 'girl meeting'" I said.

"Uh…sure" both Mike and Edward muttered.

I took Jess's hand, and rushed her off to the bathroom. The second the door closed behind us, she started bawling.

"Shh…it's alright. Everything's goin' to be fine" I whispered in her ear.

"N-no it's n-not," she managed to say. " I wanted E-Edward, but I got Mike!!"

"Maybe…" I started, I really didn't want to do this, but here goes. "…I can ask for Mike."

"Well, I don't know," Jess was thinking about it. "maybe Mike isn't that bad. Plus, maybe Edward will see how wonderful I am compared to you and…YEAH! That's a good idea! Come on, let's get back out there!" By now her face was back to the normal color, and so she dragged me back out to the table. Jess sat next to Mike, and Edward took my hand and seated me next to him. I smiled timidly, a blush creeping up on my cheeks. This caused Edward to flash me a dazzling crooked smile. It made me have to look away and concentrate on breathing. I heard Edward chuckle next to me, which made me blush two shades darker. I looked up to see a menu being waved in my face.

"Oh, sorry" I muttered.

"It's okay. Anyways, my name is Drake and I will be your server today. I see the two young ladies have their drinks already, so what may I get you gentleman?" Drake, the waiter, was about my age. He had brown hair on the verge of black, and his left ear had a ring in it. He wore a tux like all the other waiters, which had the restaurant name embroidered on it. Also, he was tall! I probably only came to his shoulder. By the time I had finished noticing his appearance, I saw that he was staring right at me! Beside me, Edward cleared his throat. Drake snapped back to reality, blushed and went off to get the other drinks, which Mike and Edward had, apparently, already ordered.

"That was funnn-IE! He was staring at Bella goin' 'uh huh…yup. Yeah I heard you…oh!' It's like he was star-struck!" Jess was giggling like she had asthma or somethin' across the table.

I took advantage of how Edward was just sitting there, looking at Mike to see what he looked like. Edward just had a red t-shirt on, but on him it looked like the most fashionable thing to wear in the world! He also had on jeans that weren't too tight or too baggy, along with normal tennis shoes. His hair was the norm, loose. He probably didn't have to even comb it because it looked so natural. Just then, I snapped out of my 'analysis' to see Edward smiling that angelic smile I was already claiming as my favorite; the crooked smile.

"So, Bella, do you do any sports?" Edward asked me, still dazzling me with his smile.

"W-what?"

"Sports, you play any?" his smile faded just enough to allow me my reflexive breathing and plenty of concentration so I could answer.

"NO WAY! I'd kill everyone on the team. They'd, like, be at home with broken arms, legs and noses while I would be out on the tennis court, lettin' every ball fly past me!"

He chuckled. "So, what do you do in your spare time?"

"I sometimes read. Mainly Wuthering Heights. I also love to go on walks through the woods and down the beach, anyplace with a beautiful view." Wow. I never told anyone any of that stuff. "What do you do in your spare time Edward?"

"Well, I—" he was cut off by Mr.Star-struck coming back with the drinks.

"Here you are, so may I take your orders?" He stared at me like he had done before. I felt the slightest of blushes coming on. Why oh why do I always blush?

"Well," Jess was a little ticked off." I'll have the Spaghetti Bolognese"

"Me too," Mike added.

"Okay," Star-struck muttered as he wrote it down. "Two Spaghetti Bolognese. And you two?" Once again, his gaze had come to rest on me.

"Well," I started, when suddenly Edward leaned in really close and whispered in my ear:

"I hear that their lasagna is completely amazing"

I swallowed quite loudly, as he had not yet moved.

"I'll have the lasagna."

"Same for me," and with that, Edward straightened up.

Drake Star-struck's face had turned a dangerous-looking color of red. Wow I thought someone doesn't like to have stuff done in his face. They should replace him for someone who can take a little rattling. I giggled; it was all quite funny. Then, a squealing voice went:

"This is my favorite song!! Come on Mike! Let's dance," Jess got up and started swaying her body. Odd enough, for an Italian restaurant, the song was Buttons by The Pussycat Dolls. Mike got up and raised his eyebrows up twice at Edward. I had to suppress the laughter bubbling up inside me.

"Wow, this is…interesting," I managed to say that before Edward turned and said:

"Would you like to dance?"

"Er, no thank you. I just do NOT dance."

"Very well," He said, no disappointment in his voice. "More time to get to know each other better then. So, I like to play the piano."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I can play for you once."

"I'd LOVE that. Oh! Look there's a piano! Come on!"

I took Edward's hand and dragged him over to the piano.

"Uhh, Bella?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you sure we can use this piano?"

"HA! Who cares, just play. If anyone comes over, I'll tell them to go bugger off!"

He smiled at me timidly, and then began to play…


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