A/N : Hey! I'm back with another little one-shot. Just to be clear, this is not, in any way, connected to 'Taxi Service with a Smile'. I just posted it under this so it would easier to find. I may even go back and change the main tittle to this so it will be less confusing and change the summary since not all of them follow the one I originaly wrote.
This little scene is staged the next morning AFTER Edward held up Bella so Tyler could ask her out in 'Twilight'- lets just pretend it snowed that morning, 'kay:)
Also, since I'm just writting these as they come to me, they will be in NO order.
Disclaimer : not mine...I just wish...
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"Bella! It's getting late!"
Bella Swan groaned as she heard the voice calling through her bedroom door. Wiping the sleep out of her eyes, she looked over to her night stand and saw the time.
"Dad...it's still early..."
Charlie Sawn Chuckled and added, his voice getting softer as he walked away from her room, "It might take you a while to get to school today. I'm heading out early myself."
"Ok," Bella answered automatically, her voice still groggy. "See you later." Looking at the clock again she groaned, turning her head away from the bright green letters.
The ice clinging to the outside of her bedroom window was the first sign; the second was the fact that everything seemed brighter, almost white. Bella was at the window a second later, her face falling as she took in the winter-wonderland look of her front yard. Sighing deeply, she placed her head against the cold glass.
Snow...she hated snow.
She was still muttering when she stepped out of her house and onto the porch, the chilling temperatures nearly taking her breath away. With another groan she raced toward her bulky truck, thanking anyone and everything that there wasn't much ice.
Her truck wasn't the first vehicle there by a long shot; more than a few other students had decided to start the day early. Not wanting to leave the toasty interior of her truck, Bella scowled and placed her gloves back on, having taken them off to drive. With one last look around her warm enclosure, she opened the door - prepared for the blast of frozen air this time - and climbed out, for once thankful for the bulky coat and boots.
The snow was nearing the top of her ankles when she tried to go anywhere not shoveled, leaving Bella with only one route to reach the buildings : straight through the middle of a group of kids trying to organize a snow-ball fight.
Great, just great, she thought darkly, starting forward, shooting her squinted eyes at anyone who even looked in her direction. Most seemed to get the message and left her be.
Most, though, didn't seem to include Mike Newton.
"Bella," he called out joyfully, leaving the group and walking her way. "Snow wars - you joining? We can be on the same team," he added with a knowing grin.
Reaching the sidewalk finally, Bella sighed deeply and eyed the blond-haired boy standing beside her like he was from outer-space.
"Oh, that's right," he said after a moment. "You don't like the snow."
"Got it in one," she muttered, not being able to stop herself. Seeing the hurt expression in his face, Bella regretted her attitude and tried for a more pleasant tone, adding, "Sorry - grumpy mood. But you should go have fun."
As soon as the words left her mouth Bella froze, feeling the light tap on her shoulder and seeing the small puffs of white filter around her. As she turned around she saw Mike eyeing her as if he was unsure of what to do. Bella's eyes instantly zeroed in on Edward Cullen, who was leaning against a brick wall about 15 feet away, his right heel propped up against it.
As if she had no control over them, Bella's eyes lingered on his stunning face, taking in his already familiar eyes and lips - she had stared at them enough to be able to see his face with her eyes closed, though the image would do him no justice compared to the real thing. But when she saw him toss a snowball up in the air her eyes squinted. He caught it easily, his gaze focused out across the football field, not even noticing her and Mike.
"Bella?"
Hearing Mike call her name, Bella finally turned from Edward, setting her eyes back on her friend. Almost instantly another snowball came out of nowhere, this time catching her in the lower back. Growling, Bella spun back around and glared at Edward, seeing that he still had a snowball in his hand, tossing it up and down while he looked away.
But this time his lips were slightly curled up, like he was trying to hold back a smile.
"Did you throw snow at me?" she demanded icily, walking a few feet closer. Edward finally glanced her way, his honey eyes faltering her glare slightly.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," he responded cooly, sending a smirk her way.
Bella knew that smirk - it was the same look he sent her yesterday after school when he held up traffic, giving Tyler Crowley the opportunity to ask her to the dance, much to her cringe. Narrowing her eyes even more, she placed her hands on her hips and tossed out, "is that so?"
"Yes, it is so." He tossed the snowball up in the air once more. "Maybe it was Newton, or Eric? Or maybe even Tyler." His eyes seemed to almost dance as he finished.
"I was standing right here," Mike tried to defend himself, but Bella had barely heard him.
With her hands now balled in fists, Bella stepped off of the shoveled sidewalk and into the higher snow, bending down purposely. She scooped up a large handful of the white fluff and patted it together, her eyes staring down Edward once she stood back up.
"Don't do it," he instructed her, still tossing his own snowball up in the air. She heard the stern tone in his voice but his face seemed to lite up, much to eager to really mean his words.
Is he flirting with me? Bella suddenly thought.
"I'm warning you..." Edward was now smirking at her, his eyes wide and innocent.
Bella scoffed, his words bringing her anger back up. Leveling her eyesight, she reached back her arm and let loose, the round white ball missing her target but at least a foot, smashing into the dark red bricks. Instantly she froze, her mouth forming a small 'o' as she realized what she had just done.
Edward's smirk widened as he stood up, no longer tossing his weapon up in the air. Bella could see the mischief in his eyes and back up, shaking her head.
"Don't you dar-" Bella's words cut off as a huge snowball smacked into her face, the impact light but still shocking. She reached up and wiped the cold muck off of her face, staring her new foe in the eyes.
"You'll regret that," she threatened.
"No...I don't think I will," Edward purred, one of his eyebrows rising. They both stood there, staring into each others eyes : her's narrowed and annoyed, his twinkling and bright. Edward twitched his fingers quickly, forcing Bella to suppress a grin; the movement reminded her of an old back-and-white western she saw on tv late one night. Getting into it, she flexed her fingers too, bitting her lip to keep a grin from forming when Edward crouched down, getting into an attack position.
"Ooh...should I be scared?" Bella asked, not being able to stop herself.
Oh my god, now I'm flirting withhim, she thought wildly, cringing at the sound of her voice; she had never heard herself ever use that voice before and it stilled her movements. What is wrong with me? There is noway Edward Cullen is flirting with me!
"Most definitely," Edward cooed back, his voice sounding almost innocent.
Is there? Bella couldn't help but notice how his eyes never left her face, how his smirk only widened as she played along, how he seemed to be enjoying himself far too much.
"Snow-ball fight!"
The shout sounded from somewhere to her left and Bella looked back, instantly ducking and squealing as snow started flying from every direction. She could feel it in her hair, hitting her back and legs, and landing all around her. Suddenly she felt something take her hand and looked up into Edward Cullens eyes, shocked to find him so close.
His eyes were trained on her face and he pulled her closer, adding, "I think this is a losing battle."
Another snowball was launched in her direction and Bella cried out, earning a laugh from Edward. "Come on!" he cried, pulling Bella up to her feet. Dodging more attacks she eagerly followed, letting Edward direct her around the side of building 2. When he pulled her downward she crouched right behind him, leaning forward to sneak a peak around their cover.
"I think we're safe...for now," Edward told her, grinning eagerly when he turned back her way.
Bella nodded, not sure she could trust her voice. She had never seen him grin so openingly before; smirk, sure, but never grin.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked suddenly, looking intently at her face.
Caught staring, Bella looked down, feeling the blush cover her face. Using it as an excuse, she reached up and shook her hair out, trying to seem like she was perfectly fine with being this close to him. "The fact that I have wet snow inside my jacket," she joked.
Edward laughed then, the sound almost musical in Bella's ears. As if he heard something, he quickly turned and poked his head around the corner. A second later he was scooping up more snow.
"Watch this," he whispered, turning around and wiggling his eyebrows. Not being able to hide her grin this time, Bella crawled forward eagerly, leaning on her hands to peek around the corner and watch.
The snowball zoomed from beside her with disturbing accuracy, smacking Mike Newton right in the face. The impact was obviously a lot more harsher than the one she had taken and Mike staggered backwards.
"That had to hurt," Bella cried, but finding herself laughing as she took in Mike's enraged and shocked face. She faintly saw their target start to turn their way after her outburst when Edward reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling them both back around the corner, their backs up against the brick wall.
"Shh," he added, trying to send her a stern look but failing as he continued to smile. Still laughing, Bella reached up and covered her mouth. After a few moments, Edward looked back around the corner, seemingly happy with what he saw before leaning back once more against the brick. Giving her a look from the corner of his eye, he nudged her shoulder playfully. Trying to control her heartbeat, Bella took in a deep breath, hoping she wasn't too obvious.
"Still in a grumpy mood?" he questioned, sending her a mock-frown.
Wondering idly how he knew what she had told Mike, Bella sent him a smile and shrugged. Trying to act casual. Pointing vaguely toward the raging war, she added, "nice shot."
Sending her a smirk, Edward questioned, "you expected anything less?"
Rolling her eyes, Bella shoved his shoulder with hers, a little unnerved that the motion came naturally; she hadn't even thought about doing it. Once again her heartbeat picked up speed.
"And I have to say, you're aim is..." Edward seemed to think over his words before looking back and saying, "just terrible," his eyes shining bright and his grin back in full force.
"Ah," Bella scoffed, this time hitting him playfully in the arm. "I can't help, I'm a girl! We're supposed to throw like that." She felt herself blush yet again and crossed her arms.
"Whatever you say." He laughed lightly again. Titling his head, Edward looked out toward the other students then back at Bella, picking up more snow and quickly shaping it into a round ball. Bella watched as he tossed it up in the air and caught it.
"What do say?" he asked, raising one eyebrow.
Grinning wickedly, Bella quickly scooped up her own ball and looked him right in the eye. "I get Lauren Malloy."
"As long as I get Mike, Eric, and Tyler."
Raising her own eyebrow this time, Bella simply held out her hand. "Deal."
Setting the full force of his eyes and smile on her, Edward took her hand and shook it. "Deal. And remember to actually aim this time."
Not saying anything, Bella narrowed her eyes and let Edward step around the corner first before she let loose, launching her ball straight into his back. When he swung back around she widened her eyes.
"Oops. It slipped," she told him, letting her hand tilt to convey her point.
Edward slowly crouched again, his grin looking evil as he shrugged his eyebrows. Bella backed up a step, crouching herself.
"You'll regret that," he threatened.
"No...I don't think I will," she said, throwing his words from earlier back at him with a wink before dashing forward, heading straight into the raging snowball fight, laughing the whole while as Edward chased her.
The End :)
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Ok, I know that maybe have been a little OOC for Bella but I couldn't resist that little wink at the end! Please review and let me know what ya think!!
Melissa