This is my first fan-fic, hope you like it! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does.
The cringeworthy tale when Jessica Stanley first asked out Edward Cullen.
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Jessica POV.
This was it. This was the first dance I'd ever been nervous about. The first dance that was a matter of life and death to me. The first dance that Edward Cullen would be attending.
When the Cullen's and Hale twins first moved to Forks everybody avoided them. I suppose we all made comparisons; the boys stared in awe as Emmett darted around the baseball pitch, a blur of flawless skin, and us girls sniffed in jealousy as Rosalie shook her shimmering curls like a runway model.
There was something else though. They were scary. I wouldn't know what to say to any of them. They seemed more mature than any other high school kid. Like they'd been living for more than just 17 or so years.
I shook that thought away immediately. If Edward (a squirm of excitement erupted in my stomach) really did want to go with me, I wouldn't have to make small talk. Chances were we would be waltzing half the night. And doing something else for the remainder.
Oh my God. He caught my eye at that moment, as if he knew what I was about to do. It was now or never.
