One Week
Is it possible to fall in love within one week?
The first time he saw her she was sitting at a table of a coffeeshop only two blocks from his apartment. She entered the place, her hair was a strange brown-reddish color, her mouth pink and large brown eyes.
She wore a tight jeans and a plain large shirt. Her shoes -heels- on the other hand had a bright red color.
She sat at one of the tables, smiled at everyone who was passing by, greeting everyone with a smile almost as bright as her eyes.
After observing her for a second he's got the feeling he knew her from somewhere. The waitress brought her order - a black coffee and a cookie.
Some time later she got up, leaving behind enough coins to pay her bill and walked away smiling as a happy bird.
He finished his coffee that was already practically cold, paid his bill and made his way out as well.
X X X
"Did you hear that? Bella is back." His best friend Emmett - a man-bear like, idiot - asked
"Who?"
"That friend of Alice, the girl who went to high school with us. The one with the brown-reddish hair. Remember her?"
"No."
Emmett babbled on, but Edward paid him no more attention, as something in his mind seemed to light up. He knew that girl.