My freakishly pixie like best friend was at it again. Yet, another blind date was set up for tonight. Out of the twenty or so dates she has forced me on so far, I have yet to find one guy worth the troubles of a second date. I also have a feeling this one is going to be no different from the rest. Alice on the other hand thinks it could be my soul mate, the man of my dreams, or my Romeo. The latter suggestion had shocked me, I mean she thinks I could find the one man that our love would be so complicated; we would both tragically die with-in days. When I pointed this out, of course she all but ripped my head off. Apparently, tonight was important to the extreme for her. She was getting those weird 'feelings' about tonight, and all she could tell me was that something life changing was going to happen.
The guys we were meeting were named Tyler and Mike. Tyler apparently was mine, great. As Alice was doing my make-up I was mulling over good ways to get out of this date. The classic ways came to mind, jetting after a 'trip to the bathroom'. Then the harder ways popped up, like faking a heart attack or sickness. Unfortunately I am a terrible liar and Alice is not going to let me get out of this. My only hope now is that they will hate us and skip out instead.
When we got to the restaurant there was a brunette and blonde waiting for us. The brunette turned out to be Tyler (thank goodness, Mike kept eyeing up and down). Alice surprisingly didn't show much interest in Mike, nor did him for her. No, he had is eyes set on me, which is odd considering Alice is beautiful. She is short, not over five feet, and she has short spiky black hair. I on the other hand I am plain, brown hair, brown eyes, and five-four, nothing special.
Alice was scouring the room with her eyes, but never seemed to find what she was looking for. Soon she returned her attention back to our dates with a disappointed look on her face. As we made our way to the table Tyler put his hand on the small of my back to guide me. I did not like this, his hand did not belong there and it did not feel right.
"So, Bella, right?" I nodded to answer Tyler's question, "How did you and Alice meet?"
"Well, I moved to Forks, Washington three years ago to live with my dad. She and her brother Emmett were the only ones I could stand at that school. So, we became best friends and ended up here going to college together. How didn't you and Mike meet?"
"We're just old high school friends and we ended up going to the same college. I only came here for my football scholarship though."
Hm, a football player. Well I guess I can deal with that, it's no big deal until he gets a big head. By the sounds of his useless babble he has got quiet the big head on him. Guess I'm just going to have to stick this one out. While he went into the details of his scholarship, I took a quick scan across the room. I had gotten about half way through the restaurant when a flash of dark copper hair caught my attention. I'm not sure why but the odd feeling in my stomach scared me. I'm known to get sick randomly but this didn't feel like sickness. It felt like the creature that the hair belonged to could change my whole world. The only question was if it was a good change or a bad change. I've never been a fan of change so I'll just avoid this one all together.
Once we successfully got through appetizers and the main course we excused ourselves and headed straight for home. When we were safely inside the house I finally noticed the dreamy expression Alice was wearing.
"What has gotten into you? If Mike has suddenly turned from a frog to a prince, I need proof. He certainly doesn't even remotely look like a frog let alone a prince, and he's slimier than a frog too."
"God, Bella, what on earth are you going on about? Don't you see Bella! I met THE one, the one I'm going to marry!"
"Don't be ridiculous! That's not possible, who?"
"His name is Jasper Whitlock. When I got up for the 'bathroom' I really went so I could introduce myself. I had a feeling my dream guy would be here tonight, hence the date, and when I saw him I knew. The great thing is he had no problem with me telling him were soul mates! We are meant to be together Bella."
Even though I found this insane, I didn't say anything. No need to get my head bitten off for busting her bubble. I wish I could know like that. I envy the confidence she has. How in the world am I supposed to look at the man I'm meant to be with and know that it's him? Out of all the billions of men in this world how am I supposed to know that I magically fell upon the one that's made for me?
In all of this contemplating, I somehow caught myself day dreaming about the copper head of hair. I also found the yearning in the pit of my stomach and tons of regret for not looking back again and unveiling the owner of the magnificent hair.
Chapter Two: Edward.
Jessica insisted I take her to the new restaurant down the street from my apartment. I'm not sure why I'm still with this pushy, demanding, and snotty girl. I guess I'm waiting for the day she will stop having an ugly personality and use her brain every once and a while. It always seems like she's talking about looks, the 'hottest' spots, or her best friend Lauren. I just haven't had the heart to break up with her yet.
On the ride over Jessica was blabbing on about the last fashion disaster she encountered and made fun of. I found her tactics so demeaning. She actually had to gull to walk up to a girl she didn't know, and tell her off just for not being conceded enough to wear the latest trends. I have never been more thankful to enter a noisy restaurant, which would make it easier to tune her out.
After the appetizers I took a look around the place and found my two best friends Jasper and Emmett, sitting in the corner looking a little lost. I discreetly signaled for them to meet me in the bathroom while I excused myself with Jessica. She looked upset that I interrupted her but, I'm pretty sure she'll get over it. I walked over to the bathroom doors to keep my cover. Near the counters Jasper and Emmett were waiting for me.
"Hey guys" I said as I bumped knuckles with them.
"Hey, I thought you were going to break up with Jessica?" Jasper asked.
"I was I just can't do it. You know me."
"Yeah, we do. She may have a killer body, but her attitude matches her face." This came from Emmett of course. I laughed a little, because it was true.
"Okay, okay, I'll do it tonight."
"Finally," they said in unison.
"Well, I guess I better get back to the wicked witch before she barges in here. Lord, knows she will." They laughed and made me promise to meet them at Emmett's after.
As I walked back out to Jessica I was feeling bad about what my intentions to break up with her. This was until I turned to corner and saw her leaning over a table of guys giving them a good dose of cleavage and flirting shamelessly. I was so glad to actually have a reason to break up with her, I walked over to the table and pulled her into a hug.
"Edward! Your, um, back." She said with a forced smile.
"Yep, and just so you know. Were done, have a fantastic night."
"WHAT!!! You did not just break up with me!" She screeched.
"Um, I'm pretty sure I did."
"No, no one breaks up with me," she pointed a manicured finger to her chest and continued. "You will regret this."
"Okay, whatever you say. I'm going to go now."
I walked to the table to pay and looked around while I waited for the waitress.
About halfway through my scan of the restaurant, I laid my eyes upon the back of a brunettes head. I don't know why but I was drawn to it. For some reason I wanted to march up to this girl and introduce myself. The sad part is I turned around before I could even see her face.
The rest of the night only one thought ran through my mind.
I have to meet her.
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When I got home I was laid back on my couch, thinking about how easy it was to break up with Lauren. Finally I was free!
As I was thinking the back of a head suddenly popped up in my mind. The perfection of the hair astounded me to no end. How anyone have a head of hair so wonderful? I'm not sure but who ever that creature was had to be a gift from god.
I pushed these thoughts to the back of my mind and mentally scanned my agenda for tomorrow. The guys were meeting to go to the gym, and I didn't have a shift at the hospital. I am eternally grateful for the large amount of doctors at the hospital Jasper, Emmett, and I worked at. Our shifts were only 4 or 5 times a week. Here in little Forks, Washington we didn't get a lot of visitors, most of our patients in fact come from out of town, because of our welcoming staff. There is however one girl who is known by every personnel, but me. Every time she came in there was a new story to be told about her latest venture. I felt bad for the poor girl who is the topic of conversation at the sake of her well being.
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