Love Knows Nothing

Chapter two: It


She watched the clock intently, knowing that Edward would appear any moment. She felt giddy and way too excited. Thank God Angela was busy texting back and forth with her boyfriend, Ben. Bella didn't want to explain anything. She just wanted this to be.

Whatever it was- she just wanted it to be.

It felt high and like it didn't belong in a town as boring and dreary as Forks.

As usual, Edward came strolling in, right on time. He looked just as perfect today, except he was wearing a much heavier jacket to accompany the snow and his hair was much flatter on his head. The other difference, was that today, he smiled at Bella as he headed towards the history section.

She waved her fingers at him and then he took his book and sat in the same spot he had for the last three months.

Today however, Bella was better prepared. She waited until things calmed down like yesterday and then made her way over to Edward. He looked up as she stood before him and she had to remember to breathe.

She had to explain.

"I made cookies." For him, she made them for him. Angela had stolen nearly half and then there was James - the substitute teacher who also volunteered and always asked Bella out- she gave him cookies to soften the rejection.

Edward's whole face lit up as he looked at the tin.

"Here," She rested the small tin down on the table. "You're not supposed to eat in library, but…" She shrugged and pushed the tin into the corner, hiding it, so no one would be the wiser.

"Thank you," Edward said with all of his heart.

"Sure." She didn't want to leave. "Um, how is that book? Are you making any head way?"

Edward's lips half-smiled, half-frowned.

"A little," He admitted, keeping his eyes focused on the book.

Bella noted another book on the table, turned upside down. A dictionary.

More importantly, a childrens' dictionary.

"Are you tutoring someone?" She blurted out without thinking.

Edward shook his head no- eyes still down on the page.

Oh. Oh. OH. Oh.

"Edward," She scooted around so she was on the other side of him, closest to the wall and took a seat. "Is this book hard for you to read?"

He said nothing.

"It's okay if it is, I'm simply asking because I could help. I am a teacher and I also teach a study group here once a week. I would love for you to come…if you would like to."

He looked up to Bella, tentatively. "I'm probably not as far along as most of your students. I don't want to hold anyone back."

"All different people show up. I even have a woman who is forty-five and she is just beginning to read books intended for fifth graders. There is no shame in learning. I'm sure there are things you could do that I certainly could not."

"Like what?" He was being a little playful. Bella's stomach was in a serious twist.

"I'm not sure. What can you do?" She was playful, too. Edward's green eyes danced in happiness.

"Not much…but Mrs. Cope likes how I play the piano."

"You play piano?" Her chin rested in her hand, her voice was highly surprised. Edward loved how close and interested she was.

"I try."

"Well, all I can do is teach and bake a mean chocolate chip cookie. So, see? You know things I don't know and do things I cannot. We are not so different."

"I suppose not," Edward smiled shyly. "But, I really don't like reading in front of people. I'm not sure I would like to attend the group."

Bella debated for a moment. "Would you allow me to teach you here, then? We could study at this time everyday."

"You have to work," Edward argued.

"I could arrange something. I'm just a volunteer after all. This isn't my 'real' job." She gave a smile of encouragement.

"I don't want to bother you and…I don't have any money to pay you or anything."

"I don't charge."

"Well, I still don't want to bother you."

"Are you scared?" She asked. "I'm a teacher Edward. This is what I do for a living. There is nothing to be scared over."

He looked into her brown eyes and wanted so very badly to believe her. The depth of them captured him- rendering him still for a moment until… "Okay."

"Okay." She scooted a little closer and took the book from his hands, laying it on the table. "What page are you on?" Bella noted how thick this book was and cursed silently.

"Two."

She cursed again.


Wonder how well Edward can read? Hmm, me too.