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That afternoon, when I got to work, Angie and I were trying to decide what I should do if Mr. Green Eyes came in again. Should I play it cool? Should I pretend that I didn't remember him? Should I try to flirt? That last option had me a bit scared, I was always awkward when it came to the opposite sex, and I didn't really think I had the ability to 'woo' him properly. I was by nature, not a flirty person.

"I mean what are you going to do if he starts flirting with you? You're going to have to respond somehow," Angela said, trying to push my boundaries.

"Yeah and what if he starts flirting with you instead? I mean I really think it's best if I act as if he didn't make that much of an impression on me. I bet he barely remembers me."

"Oh please, with the way he was staring at you? He looked at me to acknowledge my presence, he was practically trying to memorize the way you look. And you don't want to come off as a pretentious bitch right? There's a difference in being cool and talking down to someone."

I let out a sigh, "What difference does it make anyway Angela? I bet he won't even come in."

She rolled her eyes at me and then sighed as well, "I don't like the attitude, but maybe it's best if you don't over think things, and just go with the flow."

"If I go with the flow, I'm gonna say something stupid, you know how half the time I don't think before I speak, it just comes out. But you're right, I'm going to stop obsessing over something that may or may not even happen. No need to get worked up, right?"

"Right," Angela said with a definitive nod of her head, as if to signify the end of discussion. I let out a meek smile.

The afternoon was relatively slow, per usual, and that suited me just fine. I pulled a stool up to the register counter and took out my school work. I was lucky enough to have the state pay for me to take classes at the community college. That was just about the only perk of growing up as a ward of the state. I wasn't able to go to school full time because I still had to pay my other bills, so it had been slow going, taking two classes here and there. The semester was winding down and I had a math final coming up that I was trying to study for. Math had never been a strong suit for me, but I wasn't terrible, so the extra study time was beneficial. I was working on a practice problem that I was finding particularly difficult. The answer was in the back of the book, and as hard as I tried, I just wasn't getting there. I was furiously erasing my latest mistake and growling at the textbook, when I heard a throat clear in front of me.

Of course he would be here now, for who knows how long, watching me struggle. I knocked over my stool as I hastily stood up, trying to clear my work off the counter as quickly as possible. Angela picked up the stool for me, as well as my pencil and papers that had fallen to the floor as well.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you come in," I blushed, "Were you waiting long?"

"No problem," he smiled, and I could tell he was trying not to laugh, which made me blush harder, "I didn't want to interrupt, you were concentrating so hard."

"I, uh, yeah, I get pretty focused when I'm doing my school work," I stuttered out, "So, um, what can I get for you?"

He raised an eyebrow at me, "You mean you don't know?"

"Huh?" I said baffled. How was I supposed to know what he wanted to order?

"I just thought you would have remembered my order from yesterday," he said, a laugh in his melodious voice, "Afterall, you were so concerned about the temperature."

"Hot black coffee, right," I said nodding my head, grabbing the cup to hand to Angela, and then I paused, "But then again, how was I supposed to know what you wanted? Not everyone gets the same drink everyday." I quickly put my hand to my mouth, I couldn't believe I had said that. I was about to stutter out an apology when he laughed.

"I suppose so. I guess I'm just boring and set in my ways," He smiled at me, and I noticed Angela had taken the cup out of my hand and was pouring his drink at that moment, "How much do I owe you?"

"A dollar seventy nine," I responded, careful not to speak again as he handed me his money.

"So Bella," he started, which caused me to quickly whip my head up and stare at him.

"How do you know my name?" I interrupted, and he just laughed again and pointed at my apron.

"Your nametag silly." I blushed even harder, and stared down at the register as if I was concentrating hard on getting his change properly.

"Oh, I, uh, forgot about that."

"No worries, I'm sure I would be taken aback if a strange called me by name when I wasn't expecting it too," I peeked up through my hair and saw that he was smiling, "But then again are we strangers?"

I tilted my head back up and gave him a quizzical look as I handed him his change, "What do you mean? Besides yesterday I've never met you before."

"Hmmmmm," he said, once again putting his change in the tip jar, "Are you sure? There's something so familiar about you, about your eyes."

"My eyes?"

"Yes, your eyes. When I saw you yesterday, I noticed them instantly. It was like looking at an old friend I hadn't seen in a very long time," He mused, "I've been desperately trying to place where I know you from."

"Oh," I said, surprised, "Well I certainly don't remember your eyes. And I'd like to think they were, they're so vivid and enchanting," Did I just compliment him? "I'm sorry to say this, but I don't think I've ever met you before."

He nodded his head and then stuck his hand out for me to shake, "Well in that case, hi. I'm Edward."

"It's very nice to meet you Edward," I said shaking his hand, "I'm Bella, but you've already figured that out."

"It's a pleasure Bella," He said with a dazzling smile, my heart was racing and I was sure he could hear it's loud beat, "I'm sorry to have startled you and ruined your work."

"Oh it's ok," I said as our fingers slipped apart and our hands dropped to the sides. Chills ran up my spine as I noticed the electricity that had seemed to be between us dissipate, "Actually I appreciate the interruption. That math was getting the best of me," I chuckled a little.

"It did look as if you were going to set that paper on fire if you erased any harder," he grinned at me, "Although I bet with my help you'd have it figured out in no time," He grinned at me again.

"Oh really? Why so cocky sir?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, "What makes you think you can get through to me?" I turned and glanced at Angela for a second who was beaming at me, giving me a look that said 'go on'

"Not cocky," he said, "I'm just good with numbers. I work part time at a bank. I swear some days when I close my eyes to go to sleep all I see is numbers dancing around."

"Part time?" I wanted to ask what he did with the rest of his time, but luckily my filter was actually working for once, "I guess I can give you a try." I picked up my book and my notebook and pencil.

"Bella why don't you two take a table and work on that, I can man the register for now?" Angela smiled at me knowingly.

"That's a good idea," Edward said, gesturing to an open table by the window.

"If you're sure Angie," I said looking at her, she nodded for confirmation. I slipped around the counter and headed over to the table that Edward was standing by. He pulled a chair out and gestured for me to sit in it, "Such a gentleman," I said as I sat down.

"Of course, my mother raised me to know how to treat a lady properly." I blushed again and then opened my textbook to the section I had been working on, pushing it across the table to show him, "Oh I know this! Okay, where did you get stuck?" I got out my messy pages of the many attempts at the problem for him to look over. He looked very cute with a furrow in his brow as he looked over my work. "Ahhh I see, here's where you got lost," He said pointing it out. He explained to me what I had done wrong and how to fix it. I took out a clean sheet of paper and started anew, listening to his instruction when I got stuck. We continued like this for a while until I was able to do several problems quickly without any added help.

"Thanks," I said, after we double checked all my answers, "You really are good with numbers. It would have taken me ages without your help."

"It's no problem really," he said waving off my compliment, "I was just born with a natural Math ability," he shrugged, "That's how I ended up at the bank," He sounded less than thrilled about that fact, "I'm happy to help."

"Well I really do appreciate it. Especially since I forced you to look at numbers even longer."

"First time today actually, today's my day off from the bank. I got to actually have fun," he smiled.

"Oh yeah having fun helping me with my math homework," I rolled my eyes, "I'm sure you had much more interesting things to do. For a guy who doesn't seem to like numbers, you do surround yourself with them."

"Well I have no choice really. I need the money, and unfortunately, for the time being, music doesn't do that for me."

"Oh, you're a musician? What do you play?"

"I like to think so, I mean I'm in a band, not that we get to actually play anywhere all that often. I play guitar, piano, and I sing."

"Wow," I said, "That's impressive. I wish I had talent like that."

"I'm sure you do, Bella. I mean I'm sure working here and serving coffee isn't all that you do. You're in school right?"

I nodded my head, "Yeah, but as you can see I'm not great with that either."

"Oh please, math is math, is math. A lot of people aren't good at math, and most people don't even like it. In fact, I don't even like it and I am good at it. Besides the fact that you're in school gives you a one up on me. I quit after I finished high school. And I'm sure you're good at your other subjects."

"I am pretty good with English and creative writing. And my art teacher keeps telling me I'm so talented and to push myself harder," I blushed as I said this. I couldn't believe how I was bragging. I usually never compliment myself. Hell for that matter, I usually never open up to new people like this.

"Oh you're an artist?" He looked amused.

"Kind of," I shrugged, "I like to take pictures."

"Well I.." and then he trailed off as his phone started to ring, "I'm sorry I have to.." and he gestured to his phone as he stood up to take the call in private. I got up myself and stretched, looking over at Angela who was giving me the thumbs up. I closed up my books and put everything in a neat pile as I waited for Edward to get off the phone.

"I'm really sorry," he said coming back towards me, "I didn't realize how late it was. I have to go," I was sad to hear him say that, but I nodded my head in understanding, "But I'll see you around Bella. Right?" He smiled and then I smiled instantly, excited at the thought of seeing him again.

"Of course. Have a good night, Edaward."

"You too," he said giving me a quick hug I didn't even have time to respond too before he was heading out the door, waving a quick goodbye to Angela. I carried my stuff over to the counter as if nothing significant had just happened, and then Angie and I started squealing at the same time.

"And you said you wouldn't be able to flirt with him!" She said grinning at me. I couldn't help but hide my mirrored grin under my hair, as my shy side took over again.

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