Because apparently the website is trying to prevent spam I wasn't allowed to post this until two days after I wrote it so what did I do in the meantime? Wrote another chapter of course. Lol Leave comments pleez, I want to know what you think.

It seems that Bella has found a guy friend, and hopefully one that will stick.

Chapter two

"So….." I started off lamely. We were sitting in his car on the way to Starbucks and all had been quiet for a while.

"You're pretty when you're nervous," he stated, laughing slightly. He might have meant that to help me calm my nerves but all it really did was set off all the butterflies in my stomach…again.

"So," I tried again. "what's your favorite song?" I asked hoping to get him to start talking about himself so I could just sit, stare, and marvel that I was actually going out on a date-like thing with one of the most wanted guys in school, Keith. His name was a good indicator of how he looked. He played about any sport there was, his favorites being soccer and basketball. It would be one thing for him to just be a jock, but he also liked to read, anything and everything. He was good in every class there was. His favorite class was math because he loved solving problems, and after school when he didn't have practiced he tutored little kids in math and reading.

As I sat there listening to him talk and thinking about how perfect he was, I began to wonder why he chose me. I was the girl that people walked into because they just didn't notice me. I was clumsy and did OK in my classes but I definitely had to work for my grades.

"Bella?" his deep voice interrupted my personal evaluation.

"hmm?"

"I asked you what you thought of this song," he said sweetly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I get too caught up in my thoughts sometimes." I listened to the song that was playing on the radio and recognized it almost instantly. "It's one of my favorites. What about you, what do you think?"

"It's on of my favorites too, I love all of their music." At that moment we pulled into the parking lot and went inside to find a seat and order our drinks. I ordered my usual tea and he got some coffee drink that had a very long, confusing name. W didn't have much time left to hang out because the coffee shop was full of early morning commuters looking for a pick-me-up before they headed to the office to do whatever it was that they did.

"Why don't we just hang out in the car?" I suggested. "We can keep listening to music and that way we don't have to search for a table, then have to get up two minutes later.

"Sounds good," he said and grabbed my hand not holding the tea and we walked out. When we reached the car he opened my door for me before getting in on the drivers side. It was a little cheesy I thought but the idea was right.

"So what about you? I talked about myself all the way here so now it's your turn." I couldn't help but be pleased by the fact that even though he was probably the most popular guy in school he was still not full of himself.

"Well I'm pretty boring really," I started off lamely. My horrible conversational skills in action. "What do you want to know?"

"Well let's start out with your full name. Is your first name actually Bella?"

"I wish, actually it's Isabella, but only teachers I've never met call me that."

"There isn't anyone that still calls you Isabella?"

"I may be kind of shy sometimes but that is the one thing that I will always correct people on. I hate that name, it's so…formal and it sounds like it was made up sooooo long ago."

"Well I like it," he said, smiling widely. "it fit's you, elegant and pretty." This just made me blush again so I quickly pointed out the time and said we should probably get going or else we would be late to class.

We made it to the school just as the bell rang signaling the end of first period. He grabbed my shoulder before I could walk away and suggested that we go to Starbucks again the next morning. I agreed then ran off to keep him from see how thrilled I really was.

The relationship progresses! Leave comments please I always want to hear what you have to say.