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Bold= Bella
Italics= Edward
I paced impatiently in front of my horribly slow desktop. It was only a certain amount of time before I threw it out the window and bought a new one. I especially hated the slowness when talking to Edward.
Edward was my best friend… sort of. I'm not questioning our friendship, god no! I knew Edward about as well as his mother! Except for that one fact: I had no clue what the heck the boy looked like.
See, it all started out with some stupid online chatting site my friend Jessica forced me on. It began with hesitant chats, refusals to give out any info whatsoever, and ended in Edward. Silly, huh? I was so intrigued by this music-loving, bookworm who all but spilled his heart out to me when we got close enough. We knew each other so well, aside from that one stupid fact. But that was about to change.
This weekend.
Yes, I was finally meeting the guy I was falling for, I didn't care one bit about what he looked like, and I already knew he had the most beautiful soul. He was utterly romantic, and although we continuously flirted and pretended to be in love, I knew he thought we were only joking. I knew he was kidding, but I couldn't ruin what we had.
My stupid computer finally loaded the site I'd grown so familiar with. I excitedly double-clicked the name that was shown 'available' on my friends list: Edward.
Hey, Eddy! Miss me?
More than you'll ever know *smirks*
Oh, I think I know. *grins*
So Bells, whatcha been doin' with yourself?
Mmmm… Slowly dying inside of impatience and suffering of boredom…
I didn't know you wanted to see me that bad! *grins*
You wish, buddy. I was hinting about my stupid old computer over here!
Ah, I can't help but feel hurt by your remark, Isabella. Do you not feel one ounce of impatience for me?
Of course I want to see you, silly! But I'm not going out of my mind!
I was, of course, lying. I couldn't stand it. I was going out of my mind.
Ouch, Bells. I know I sure am. I hope you're exactly as you say you are, or I'm demanding a refund.
Okay, that hurt.
I'm sorry.
His apology was followed by a short silence. I wasn't quite sure how that hurt me. Maybe because I just knew I wouldn't be what he expected. I put forth my best appearance. I didn't lie to him, of course not! But I just didn't expect someone so perfect could like me!
It's okay
I really am, I didn't mean…
I know
I was joking, I don't care how you look, and you've shown me how beautiful a person you are and that's all that matters.
Thanks
I knew it was my fault there was such an awkward silence, but I couldn't help but be struck with pain. Nope, totally didn't deserve him.
Look, I gotta go. Bye. See you Saturday
Wait, Bella!
Yeah?
Won't I talk to you later?
Probably not
I swear I'm sorry
I know
And I logged off, guilt flooding me. I knew I wasn't being kind to Edward, but I didn't know what he was expecting from me. I sighed and went to bed.
The next morning was pure hell. I woke up early and couldn't go back to sleep, so I went on my computer to find the website still open. I saw a little window in the corner of the screen and clicked on it. I almost cried at what I saw.
Hey… um, Bella- it's Edward. I just wanted to tell you that I'm so, terribly and unbearably sorry for what I said if you took that the wrong way.
I am a jerk, aren't I?
Anyways, I know you won't be on, but just in case, I want to talk to you…
Uh… I'll be at the café you told me to go to, but incase you can't find me, here's a picture:
And then I cried.
There was no way that angel- that god-like creature was meant for me. I would at least give it a shot.