Okay, so I was totally not as happy as I was before. What the fuck was I supposed to do? I had to plan a date for the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen in life. Everything I thought of was not good enough for her.
I paced around my room like a mad man, staring at the posters of Daenerys Targaryen that hung on the walls. They reminded me of Rosalie, which made my mission that much harder. I had a date with the real life Khaleesi and I was failing hard.
"Oh fuck. I got it," I exclaimed. I suddenly knew just how to woo this goddess. As unconventional as it would be.
I jumped on my bed and grabbed my phone, ignoring my mom asking what was wrong from downstairs. I pulled the note from my bra and typed it in fast. I only hesitated a little before calling.
"It took you long enough," she rasped. I could literally hear the smirk on her lips over the phone.
"I have the perfect date planned. You'll love it," I said, grinning. She chuckled on the other end and my heart warmed.
"What do you have in mind?"
"On Friday, at like 5:00 p.m. I'm going to pick you up from your house. That's all you have to know," I said, smug. Before she could say anything I continued. "Have a nice evening, my beautiful blonde, goddess."
I hung up the phone and clutched it to my chest. My grin split my face in half. If I couldn't get her to fall in love with me like this, nothing could.
On Thursday, I decided to set my plan in motion. I already had the things I would need but I had no idea where she lived. Even though that makes me look like an idiot, I had a plan for that as well. It started with Bella Swan.
I stalked her the whole day... Well not stalk but I watched her closely. I was waiting to get her away from Eddie boy. I decided that at lunch I would catch her before she made it to his table.
I strode into the cafeteria with purpose. I had on all black with black converse lace all the way up. My mesh top showed a lot of skin but my leather jacket covered up just enough. I stopped to push my glasses up and look around for her, running a hand through my short curly hair.
She was at the food bar getting her disgusting vegetarian foliage. I gagged discreetly. Ain't nothing like red meat.
I strode over to her, watching out for Eddie. I wouldn't let him ruin my plan. I came up behind her and tapped her shoulder real light. She jumped like I just laid a bug on her shoulder and turned around with wide eyes. It went away and turned into recognition immediately.
"I need a favor, Lil bird," I said smirking like a predator. She suddenly looked apprehensive.
Friday, the big day. It started off cool. I woke up really early and put on my best attire. Of course it consisted of black low cut and form fitting clothing. A little bit or a lot of mussing up my hair and a cigarette or two stolen from my moms purse.
I spent the whole day at school avoiding Rosalie's interrogations. My seat beside her was now permanent so it was a hard feat. I won nonetheless. I diverted her questions with compliments and copious flirting. Eventually, she was flustered enough to leave me alone about it.
I extricated myself away from her at the end of the day with much effort. She stood in front of my door again with her arms crossed and a glare in place. It wasn't as deadly as I've seen it but it made my heart stutter a bit. I shooed her away with promises of coming early and that she should wear something casual. Alice and Emmett came to my rescue as well, thank the goddess.
On the way to her house, I blasted Lana Del Rey and some FKA Twigs to set the mood. My headspace was clouded with unnecessary doubts and fears. I wished for a good, strong cigarette or two when I turned down her road. I was quite thankful that Bella gave me the correct directions.
The house looked like a futuristic cabin. There were windows everywhere. It was so open and honest. I don't know if I would have wanted to live there. Only because my tastes are darker and more secluded. Their chosen plot of land was just that.
I walked up to the door with a bouquet of white roses and violets in my hand. For some reason I couldn't help but pick up the violets. It was like they called to me.
I knocked on the door gently, only to have it open on the second knock. Alice Cullen stood there bouncing up and down with the biggest smile. She pulled me through the door with surprising force, considering I weigh like twice her weight.
"She's almost done getting ready. She told me to bring you to her room," she gushed. I just nodded dumbly and let her drag me along.
We passed the family in the living room and I stopped to meet Rosalie's mother, Esme. She was quite kind and warm. She reminded me of my own mother which surprised me. I praised her for her home and she gushed about building it. Before we could get into a heated discussion about architecture, Alice dragged me away. I was a little irritated but I reminded myself that my Goddess awaited me.
Once at her door, Alice walked in without knocking and I stared. Her room was exquisite and pristine. The walls were burgundy and her bed had huge pillars that looked like mahogany. I was quite jealous at first. My room looked like a teenage boy lived in it.
I turned my eyes to Rosalie and the room was forgotten. She wore tight jeans and a white crop top that showed off her midriff. Her hair was tied in a high pony tail at the top of her head. I took note of how straight it was compared to the waviness it held the day before.
"Hey, um. These are for you," I said, blushing. She took the flowers with wide eyes. Her pale fingers danced over the petals softly.
"How did you know that I liked white roses and violets," she asked, quietly. I struggled to form words and she smiled. "Did Alice tell you?"
I looked toward Alice but she had vanished into thin air. I felt like a fish out of water under her golden gaze.
"No, I just had a feeling you would like them," I croaked. She looked down and walked toward me slowly. With each step I felt more and more nervous.
"I love them," she whispered. Her breath washed over my face and I almost fainted. It was like strawberries and vanilla. My mouth watered like mad.
"Um, we should like.. go before it gets too dark," I said, breathless. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek. I died a little bit.
"Of course. Lead the way."
Having Rosalie Hale in my car was more distracting than texting and driving. She was silent for the most part which I was thankful for. I already had enough to focus on. She played music from her phone that I was surprised she liked, considering I liked it too.
One band was prominent, Alt-J. I nearly had a heart attack when she played Breezeblocks. It was one of my favorite songs. It gave me more ideas for the date.
I suddenly pulled off onto a dirt rode right before my house. She looked at me like I'd gone insane but remained quiet. I drove up the trail for a little bit until I reached the bottom of the cliff.
We walked up to my favorite spot silently. Once we got there, Rosalie looked in awe. I just grinned and went over to the blanket. Candles lie beside and I lit them with my lighter quickly. I went over to the Bluetooth speaker that sat in the middle of the blanket and connected my phone to it.
Alt-j filled the air between effortlessly. The stars had only just began to come out, reflecting off the lake like it was a giant mirror. Small twinkling dots turned into huge constellations in the absence of the lights of the town. We stared at them together in a comfortable silence for a few minutes.
Rosalie sat beside me with an awed expression on her gorgeoues features. She looked over at me with watery eyes.
"I can't believe this," she whispered. I smiled tenderly at her words. All I could feel was triumph and warmth.
"I didn't want to do something typical, ya know? I wanted to do something different for you because you're different."
Her face fell slightly at my words and she reached over and grabbed my hand. It was colder than the night. I frowned and rubbed it between my own, trying to warm it up.
"Are you too cold," I asked, concerned. I went to reach over and get the throw blanket I brought but she stopped me gently.
"I'm warmer than I've ever been."
The next day, I woke up slowly. My cheeks hurt from all the laughing and smiling I had endured the night before.
We had stayed out until midnight just trading stories and getting to know each other. Posing each other questions about the stars and debating the existence of aliens. I was pleasantly surprised that she believed they existed. That was a deal breaker for me because I'm a weirdo.
I remembered taking her home, vividly. Walking her to her door and seeing that happy look in her eyes. That contentedness. I didn't plan on kissing her out of respect. I didn't want to be cliche either but she had other plans.
Her soft, cool hand caressed my face like a feather. My eyes fluttered with the effort to stay open. I wished this moment could last forever.
"This was the best date I've ever had, Acacia," she said, softly. Her eyes pierced into the depths of my soul. I felt like I had known her my entire life in that moment. "You've made me happier in one night than I've been in years."
I blushed heavily and looked down. Only for her to lift my head up. I went to say something snarky but she silenced me in the only way I wouldn't complain about.
Her lips felt like liquid heat against mine. My body felt like lightning had struck me and it heated up instantly. My hands went to her cheeks and I pulled her deeper into me. Her tongue caressed against my own with purpose.
It felt like eons before we could bare to let go of each other. Hands untangled from my neck and we stared into each other's eyes. Neither of us wanted to say good bye but we had to. I had already violated my curfew.
"I want you to be my girlfriend," I blurted out of nowhere. The sudden urge to face palm hit me hard and I did just that. She laughed heartily and kissed my cheek.
"After that date and that kiss, I would be stupid not to grab you up before you slip through my fingers." I looked up at her hesitantly and she smiled. I jumped up and down and did a little dance.
"Yes! Okay, okay. Um, does this mean I get to pick you up for school. Since I'm more masculine and shit," I said, smirking. She scoffed at the thought.
"Not at all. Be up and ready on Monday. No later than 7 a.m."
I was dumbfounded at her blasphemous words. She kissed my lips chastely and walked into her house. Only turning to smirk at my shocked expression before the door closed.
"This woman will be the death of me."
I didn't know how correct I was.