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Chapter 1 – A Spark

Edward's POV

"So, what would you suggest?" She asked in an innocent voice, batting her long, yet totally fake eyelashes.

"Well, we have the Smokin' hot Barbecue Shrimp or the Sexy Sizzlein' Chicken?" He suggested in a deep, husky voice leaning in a little closer. What was this? Couldn't this guy tell she was on a date? And where did he pick up those cheap lines?

"Um, I think I'll just have the garden salad, no crotons, and light on the dressing." She answered with a flirty smile. She leaned over the table, a little more then necessary, to hand him the menu, showing off her deep cleavage.

God! Don't girls eat anymore? Since when was a salad considered dinner? And what about their dignity? Is it common now a day that girls go on dates just to flirt with other men?

I was staring at her in slight disbelief while she continued to stare at the other man, seeming to have forgotten my presence. Then I heard someone clear there throat and I turned my head. It was the waiter, he had short cut black hair that was streaked back with way to much hair gel, his eyes were a dull grey color while it looked like he could use a good shave. He had a small smirk on his face, obviously aware that I was being ignored.

"What can I get you, sir?" He asked his smile only growing bigger. Look at this; well guess what buddy two can play at that game.

I gave him a smile back. "I'd like the steak, medium rare." I handed him my menu without taking my eyes away from his. After a few seconds of just staring down each other he took a step back.

"Will that be all?" I knew it wasn't even directed to me since he was staring back at Tanya.

"Yes, thank you." I answered in an annoyed voice. He turned to look at me before going back to facing Tanya, giving her a small wink, and walk away to the kitchen.

After seeing him turn the corner I turn back to Tanya. She was still staring after him with a smug smile on her face looking deep in thought.

"Tanya?" I tried to hide the annoyance in my voice, but don't know how well that went.

She finally looked back at me, remembering I was here and gave me a cheap smile.

"Oh, Edward. So, um, this is a really cool place, yeah?" She crocked her head to the side and batted her eyelashes at me. I suppressed the need to roll my eyes. I knew she doesn't really like this place. I mean it's a sports bar and the closest thing to a sport it looks like she's ever got to was carrying around her purse around the mall.

I gave her a tight smile. "Yeah, one of my favorites. So, Tanya why don't you tell me a little about yourself?"

"Okay… Well, my favorite color is pink, I love to shop, I have a pet dog named coco, I'm an only child, um, I was born in New York, my father's a doctor…"

That reminded me, why was I here? Oh, right Carlisle works with her father and set this up for me. I would so have to thank him later. I didn't really want to do this, but Esme had been so happy to hear I was going on a date that I didn't want to disappoint her. I haven't had that many dates ever since Melanie… left.

I felt my throat tightened at the thought and my blood start to boil. It's been three years now and it's still hard to think about. I really don't need to feel angry right now so I pushed those thoughts away.

Although I always have my "little tester" to help me out with these types of problems which I will have to have Tanya pass before I'm sure I want this to go any further.

I was broken from my train of thought by hearing my name being called. "Edward? Edward! Edward?! Are you listening to me?" My eyes focused on Tanya who had an annoyed expression on her face.

"Oh, yeah, sure what were you saying?" I asked trying not to get caught not paying attention.

She narrowed her eyes at me and perched her lips, making sure I was listening. I nodded my head as an indication she had my attention. She opened her mouth to speak, but her eyes catch something from behind my back and she closed her mouth again continued to stare over my shoulder. I saw something flash across her face. What was that? Interest? Curiosity? Jealousy?

I inwardly groan to myself thinking it was that waiter guy again. Seriously, what was so special about him?

I turned my head to look over my shoulder and felt my breath catch in my throat because walking towards up wasn't the waiter but a very beautiful woman. She had long wavy brown hair that looked like it when to about the middle of her back. She had a heart shaped face with creamy skin. In her right hand she was holding a tray that looked slightly unbalanced and in the other were two bottles of empty beers.

She continued to walk closer to us and I was guessing she had our food with her. Once she was a few feet away our eyes met and I suddenly felt a small shock go through my body, making it tingle from head to toe. Her eyes were like pools of deep brown orbs surrounded by extremely long eyelashes. She had a small noise and high cheek bones.

Even though it was quiet dark in here I could see her checks turn a deep scarlet as she continued to stare at me. She then looked away from me and stared at something behind my back. Her eyes suddenly grow a little wider and she immediately looked away and stared at the floor ahead of her.

This was not the best idea because she suddenly stumbled and lost her footing for a second. I was about to get up and help her but she paused and steadied herself again. She took a deep breathe and continued to walk towards us.

She was finally right in front of us and was looking down at the table.

"Um, Steak?" She mumbled. Her voice was sweet and soft. Light and airy, much nicer compared to Tanya's too high, screechy one.

"Yeah that's me." I answered not taking me eyes off her face. She looked up from the table and stared back at me but only for a moment until she looked back at the table. She set down the empty bottle on the table and set my dinner in front of me. In the process of doing this her hand brushed up the tiniest bit to mine but it was enough to send another shock got through my body, even stronger then the other time.

She paused in mid-air for a second and then quickly withdrew her hand. Did she feel it too?

She turns to the right a little and her eyes got a little wider again. Curiosity got the better of me and I looked at want she was staring at. It was I have to say, a very pissed looking Tanya. Her eyes were fierce and her mouth was pushed into a thin line. I had to bit the side of my cheek to keep from laughing at her expression.

The girl placed the salad in front of her and she took a step back. This way I got a better look at the rest of her, which was almost as beautiful as her face. She was wearing a pair of solid black pants that made her legs long extra long and slender. She had on a white bottom up shirt with a small black vest that clung very nicely to her curves, and was probably about 5'4 and 23, maybe 24 years old.

"Can I get you anything else?" She asked in a small voice not making eyes contact with me or Tanya.

Before I could answer Tanya got there first. "No we're fine, you can go," she said in a quick and edgy voice.

The woman finally looked straight at us and smiled a breath-taking smile. "Well, then enjoy your dinner." She grabbed the two empty beer bottles, and then walked away. I continued to stare after her until she turned the corner.

I suddenly felt a slight pull on the sleeve of my shirt and my name. I turned my head to an over pissed Tanya. "Edward, stop staring at the server," she hissed. Her light hazel eyes lit with a small fire and her jaw clutched.

I blinked once, then again. "Oh, um, sorry Tanya I-I didn't mean… I was just-" I paused. Why was I stuttering, I usually have a very easy time at talking my way out of things, but my mind was on that girl. She was very pretty, but I come here all the time and I've never seen her here. Maybe she's new? Or I just never noticed her before… no I would have noticed her by now.

Suddenly, but almost not sure if it was really there, I thought I heard some muffled giggles. Though as quick as they came they were gone. I turned my head to the side; over there was the bar and smoking area. There were a bunch of guys huddled in one corner watching the T.V. and someone wiping down the bar, but I neither saw nor heard anything else.

I turned my head back to the table, took a deep breath, and gave Tanya a small smile. "I'm really sor-" but she interrupted me.

"You know, it's not really good manners to be looking at other women when you're on a date." She said matter-of-factly with a smug smile play at the corner of her lips.

At that point I felt my jaw clutch and my eyes narrow. How could she say that!?! Was she not the one that was flirting with the waiter earlier and she had the right to tell me I shouldn't be staring at other women? Man, this girl had nerve.

But I can't just burst on her. It wouldn't be the gentleman thing to do. Just think Edward, think back to when Carlisle would sit you down and tell you how to respect a woman, to treat her with care.

I took an extremely deep breathe and let it out slowly through my mouth. Tanya's eyes held what I could tell was fake innocence and hurt but there was still a little smug smile on her lips.

I slowly and reluctantly out stretched my hand and place it on top of one of hers that was on the table. "Tanya I'm really sorry if I upset you." And made you jealous. I added smugly in my head.

I did take notice that once I touch her hand something happened… or the lack of something happened. My mind was brought back to the girl who had accidently touched my hand and when she did there was a shock that went right up my arm and spread through my body. Although with Tanya there was… nothing. No spark, no connection.

I was just about to pull my hand back so I could eat my steak that was now getting cold, but instead Tanya grabbed my hand that was on top of hers and gripped it tightly, leaning a little more across the table. She had a flirty smile on her face and was looking at me there her long, fake eyelashes, I think I was supposed to look sexy but I just felt my eyes grow wider as she continued to come closer to my face. I knew where this was going and I really didn't want it to go there right now, but pulling away would be rude.

Her face was probably no more then six inches away from mine now. She paused, "Thank you Edward," she whispered, her voice coming out husky, but yet another failed at the attempt of being sexy. Her face started to move even closer to mine and I couldn't see a way out of this.

All of a sudden there was a small shriek and then the sound of glass shattering, which made us both jump a foot in the air and backwards into our sets. After catching my breathe I stood up and looked over the small wall that separated the bar from the table. There on the floor with glass scattered at her feet was that beautiful waitress. Standing next to her frozen in place was a short girl with spiky black hair, holding a bunch of menus in her arms. She was wearing a short black skirt, with a white blouse, she kind of reminded me of a pixie.

The girl on the floor looked up with a shocked expression on her face and met my eyes, which only made her eyes grow wider and her face burn up in bright red color. It looked perfect on her.

The spiky hair pixie seemed to have found the use in her legs because she was suddenly bent over the other girl, making sure she was okay.

"You okay?" the pixie girl asked the one on the ground. She just nodded her head. "Come on then. We have to clean this up before the manager sees it." She out stretched her arm and the other girl took it, being pulled to her feet. She quickly straightened her shirt; her back turned to me, and then bent down and started to pick up the glass pieces with the short one.

"Um, do you need any help?" I asked. The brown haired girl turned her face up to me, it was still flushed red. I should learn her name so I have something to call her.

"Oh, no. Please continue to eat, but thank you." She answered, not looking me directly in the eye and then went back to picking up the pieces. I cautiously sat back down in my set and looked across the table at Tanya who looked a little annoyed again and was pecking a fork at her salad. I looked down at my uneaten steak, took my fork and knife and started to cut it.

There was a silence for a few minutes while we ate and then I decided that so she wasn't going to break it so I did. "So… what were we talking about? I think you were telling me about yourself?" She picked up her face stared at me for a moment before it lit up.

"Yes, I was. Now let's see where was I? Oh, yeah so…" I grabbed my beer bottle and took a large sip. This was going to be a long night…

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It's been a good solid hour by now and yet Tanya could somehow still think about thing about herself to talk about. Although I can't say I remember much of it, I just mostly nodded my head whenever the time came and she continued to tell me her life story. Man, she could put a rock to sleep if she really tried.

I had just finished off the rest of my steak, while Tanya's salad leaded there, half eaten. At the moment she was telling me about her awesome winter ski trip she had had last winter and how she didn't actually ski but just watched the other people, because she was afraid she'd get her clothes dirty if she fell. How was I not surprised?

She then absently stopped talking and narrowed her eyes at something behind me. I didn't even have to turn my head to know that it was that waiter again. I decided not to look because I knew I'd get Tanya even more annoyed.

Then she was in front of us, her head hung down looking at the table which let her wavy brown hair fall to the sides of her face like a curtain.

"Are you done with your meals?" She looked up and eyed Tanya's barely eaten salad and frowned slightly. I was about to answer but it was obvious that Tanya didn't want me talking to her

"Yes, we're done," her voice came out with an edge. I heard her mumble an okay and she started to collect our dishes.

She had just picked up my plate and was going to get Tanya's salad went her hand accidentally locked into the glass of water next to the bowl. The water glass tipped over and spilled into Tanya's lap.

Everything was frozen for a few seconds before anyone could regain there motion. The waiter was first. Her hands started to fluster all over the place. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I did mean- I was just- I'm really sor-"

"I can't believe this you clumsy-"

"Tanya!" I said in a stern voice, knowing that the next words that were going to come out of her mouth weren't going to be that nice. The waiter had set back down my plate and was trying to clean the water off the table, but most of it had fallen on Tanya.

"Grrr, I need to use that bathroom," Tanya was seething as she pulled back her chair and stomped down the walk way to the bathrooms. The girl was staring after her, her arm limb at her side. She let out a long breathe and then turned back to me.

"I'm really sorry about that," she said to me, not meting my eye. Her face was fully flushed red and was shifting her feet back and forth.

"It's okay, I think she overreacted a little bit," I said trying to reassure her. She lifted her head and once again I was met with a pair of very deep and beautiful brown eyes. She smiled weakly at me.

"Thanks, I'm really sorry. It's only my third day working here and well… I'm still learning." Then she added. "There was nothing on how not to spill drinks on people in the manual," she murmured mostly to herself, but I couldn't help but chuckle at her comment.

She looked at me one more time, a small smile still on her face, and then started to get our dishes again. Once she had everything she turned back to where Tanya had stalked off to and sighed.

"I should get to your bill," was all I heard before she walked in the opposite direction to the kitchen.

I just sat there for a few minutes, watching a baseball game that was playing on the T.V. in the bar. I suddenly heard the sound of a chair being pulled back and turned my head to see a Tanya, but she was far from happy was all I could tell.

"You okay?" I asked. She looked up at me. I looked like she had added on more make up to her face. The eye shadow on her eyes was a dark midnight blue, red lipstick, and there was way too much liner under her eyes.

"I'm as good as I'm going to get at the moment," she said with a sigh. For the remainder of the time Tanya finished telling me about her ski trip last winter but all I really heard was, to much snow… so cold… clothes… dirty… hot chocolate.

After about ten minutes the waiter girl was suddenly in front of our table with a small black clip board and paper in her hands. Tanya scowled at her while she set it down on the table without a word and walked away.

I quickly grabbed the clip board and put one of my credit cards inside it. I figured that it wouldn't be to big of a price considering Tanya only got a salad.

"So how was the salad?" I asked trying to make conversation. She shrugged and continued to stare off into the bar area at one of the T.V.s. I sighed and looked around me. There were few people here now. A group of men drunk at the bar, two women sitting at a small table, a man and woman sitting in the corner of the room having what looked like a deep conversation with each other. The man was holding the woman's hand, smiling dreamily, and staring intensely into her eyes while she talked.

The way he was looking at her made something in his stomach turn and in heart squeeze tight. There was something there that made him want that something. It was the look of love. He looked as if he'd blocked out the rest of the world while being captivated by the girl's words. He was completely consumed in the woman's face and voice that it looked like he was in a trance.

The girl stopped talking and the guy answered to something she said, there eyes never leaving each other's. The girl looked no different then the boy had. Her eyes were intense and caring and filled with love. A smile spread across the girls face and so did the boy's. Both of them stopped talking but neither never took there eyes away from the other.

I looked away suddenly feeling like I was intruding on there personal bubble. That's what they were in, a bubble, there own world that was closed off from everyone but them.

I used to look at Melanie that way, I thought. And she would look back at me the same way, filled with love. Or so I thought…

I was suddenly very aware that there was somebody standing in front of me. I looked up and my eyes instantly locked with deep, beautiful brown ones for the third time today. Then I felt it once again, the zap. A little flash of… well I don't know what it was but it traveled through my body making goose bumps appear on my arm.

She smiled shyly at me and her cheeks were a little pink. "Um, I hope you enjoyed your dinner," she turned to Tanya, "and I'm really, really sorry about the water incident. I'm kind of clumsy." She said still having a small smile on her face.

"Yeah, you got that right," she mumbled before pulling her chair back and grabbing her coat. I wasn't sure if the woman had heard her comment but once I saw her smile turn to a sad frown and she ducked her head down, covering her face with her hair. I immediately felt a ping of annoyance towards Tanya and guilt for the woman in front of me. I really need to find out her name so I have something to call her other then 'that woman'.

I stood up from my seat and grabbed my coat on the back of my chair. "Thank you…" I said, turning back to face her, but was met with empty space, she was gone. I looked left then right but no one was there.

I turned back to Tanya who was looking down at her cell phone. Now would be the perfect time to ask, I thought. I mean I had promised I'd bring her over so she could get… scored.

I felt a giant grin spread across my face and I had to bit my lip from laughing. I wonder what type of score she'll get.

She then slapped her phone shout and looked up at me. I saw her eyebrow raise, probably wondering why I was grinning.

"Hey Tanya I was wondering if you wanted to came back to my place?"

She looked at me shocked for a second, but then her face lit up and a mischievous smile spread across her lips. I could practically see the wheels turning in her head. I mentally snorted. That's what all there faces look like when I ask that and I knew what there thinking isn't what I was implying, but it was also always fun to see there faces when they see the little surprise I have at home.

"I would love to!" She grabbed my hand and started to lead me to the front of the restaurant. I nodded my head to the server at the door. Then I quickly turned around so I could grab a mint from the jar and out of the corner of my eyes a saw a flash of brown hair. Before I could turn anymore Tanya had me out the door into the cold October night.

We started to walk to my silver Volvo, my hands shoved into the pockets of my jacket. Then for some reason I looked behind me, I didn't know what I was expecting to see, I just did. There was the big "Cal's" sign flashing in a neon blue lights and the entrance. Nothing else.

I turned back around and shook my head. What was that about?

I reached the door of my car and slide in with Tanya sitting in the passenger's seat with a big smile on her face. I rolled my eyes and put the keys in the ignition. With a quick look at the dash board it told me it was 9:18. Perfect, it's not too late.

I pulled the car out of the parking lot and out onto the highway. I took one quicker look at Cal's and a sudden face flashed though my mind. I was the very pretty woman that had served us tonight.

I stared straight ahead at the road while Tanya played with the radio. I was thinking back to everything that had happened tonight and for some reason I couldn't get the picture of that girl out of my mind.

Then I mentally cured myself, Damn I never fold out her name.

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