Just to clear this up, I already have the first four chapters written. So I will be posting one everyday until chapter four comes.
Thanks to everyone who read and enjoyed this story so far! This chapter, as well as the next chapter, are two of my favorites. You'll see why.
Anyways, happy reading!
Chapter 2: Coffee Dances and Weird Romances
BPOV
"Shit!" I screamed as the coffee hit my lap. The heat from the coffee seeped through my skirt and onto my fair skin. I jumped up from the table and "danced" around in order to ease the pain. Instead, I ended up looking like an idiot.
"Bella! What the hell?" Rosalie asked as she walked over towards where I was now "dancing". She looked towards Edward and sweetly said, "Excuse us, babe. We'll be in the restroom."
Edward grinned slightly and nodded. "Of course. Take your time."
The sound of his voice made my heart flutter and I suddenly ignored the pain around my crotch from the coffee. However, just when I was beginning to forget my idiocy, Rosalie yanked my arm and pulled me towards the restroom.
Once we made it into the restroom, I grabbed a handful of paper towels and began wiping off the coffee off my skirt. But instantly, Rose spun me around to face her. "What the hell was that Bella?"
Oh, God. She knew. She knew I was checking out her boyfriend. She's angry, too. Well, maybe more than angry; more like furious. But how could I not check him out? He was unbelievably sexy, had eyes that could kill, hair that made me want to run my fingers through it for hours, and an ass that made me want to-
"Excuse me! Earth to Bella! What happened back there?" Rose inquired again.
"I'm so sorry, Rose. I don't know what came over me."
Rose suddenly burst into laughter to the point of where she almost fell over. "Apparently not! Gosh, Bella you are so clumsy!"
I raised my eyebrows questioningly. She didn't appear to be angry. Maybe she hadn't caught me checking out her boyfriend. "So, you're not mad?" I asked feebly.
Rose cocked her head to the left. "Why would I be mad? I was just…embarrassed, I guess."
I was utterly confused. So she wasn't mad about me hopelessly checking out her boyfriend. But why was she embarrassed?
"Embarrassed?" I asked with obvious confusion in my voice. "Why would you be embarrassed?"
Rosalie rolled her eyes, as if I should already know. "Because!" she exclaimed. She began to pace back and forth across the bathroom floor. "I just wanted this to go perfect, and now he's going to think everything is all screwed up, and…"
"Um, excuse me," I interrupted. "In case you didn't notice, I just dropped a cup of blazing hot coffee onto my lap. I think I'm the one who made an ass out of myself."
She laughed lightly, and I saw her face smooth into its regular form.
"You're right. There's nothing to worry about. If he likes me, he won't let one spilled coffee ruin this, right?"
She was right, yet so wrong in so many ways. Even though, yes, she was right about how his opinion wouldn't change of her. However, everything would not be fine. I hadn't even met the man yet, and he already had me spilling coffee and thinking dirty thoughts. Dirty, yet fascinating thoughts…
Stop it, Bella! This is Rosalie's boyfriend. Not yours! You can not do this to her!
I smiled, to calm myself and Rosalie. "Of course not, Rose. One spilled coffee will not ruin anything at all. However, if we stay in here any longer, he may think you're standing him up."
She grinned and threw her arms around my neck, grasping it tightly. "Thanks so much for doing this, Bella," she whispered in my ear.
I giggled. "You're welcome," I whispered back.
Once she broke the hug, she hooked her arm in mine. "Now, let's go meet Edward!"
When we arrived back at the table, Edward had already ordered two coffees–one for Rosalie and himself. He stood politely when he saw us arrive.
"Edward," Rosalie began, "I'd like for you to meet Bella–my best friend. "Bella," she said, turning towards me, "this is Edward."
Edward then looked into my eyes, and I stifled a gasp. I was right about his eyes. The intensity of them almost made me choke on my saliva, and I had to blink a few times before I embarrassed myself even further. I smiled to make up for my clumsiness. He smiled in return, making my smile look weak and pathetic.
He stuck his hand out to shake mine. I grabbed it, then suddenly regretted it. His hand was smooth and somewhat cool, yet comfortable to touch. He shook my hand softly. Shivers ran down my spine involuntarily.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Bella," he said. I almost melted at the sound of his voice saying my name.
Stop it, Bella. Act natural.
"You, too," I replied feebly.
"Shall we sit?" He said to Rosalie and me, motioning towards the table. Rosalie sat first, and Edward slid on the seat beside her. I knew I shouldn't have picked a booth to sit at – it just have Rosalie and Edward an opportunity to sit close to each other. I felt envious, though I know I shouldn't have. I knew nothing about the man. I couldn't base my feelings off of looks; it was shallow. But his gorgeous looks…
Stop, Bella, I thought, pushing those thoughts away from my mind.
Suddenly, Mrs. Perks–the woman who owns the little coffee shop–walked over towards our table. I grew up knowing Mrs. Perks. She had always lived in Forks for as long as I could remember, and I began coming to her coffee shop as soon as I was able to say the word 'cookie.'
"Bella, dear," Mrs. Perks said with her soothing voice. "Are you alright? Edward here told me what happened."
I glanced towards Edward, and he was staring at me, with that small smirk on his face. He was struggling to hold back a laugh.
I turned back to Mrs. Perks. "I'm fine," I said unconvincingly."
"Would you like another coffee? It's on the house."
I smiled gratefully. "That'll be great. I'll try not to spill it this time. You know, I don't mean to cause trouble to your workers."
"Nonsense!" Mrs. Perks said with a wave of her hand. "I'll have it brought back out to you. Where you having your normal drink?"
"But of course," I grinned. Mrs. Perks disappeared and told the girl behind the counter to make another coffee. I refocused on Rosalie…and Edward.
"So…" I said awkwardly. Rosalie laughed nervously, but Edward seemed to be totally at ease.
"So, Bella," Edward started, "tell me about yourself. What do I know that Rosalie hasn't already told me?"
Oh, God. Knowing Rosalie, she probably told the most embarrassing secrets about me. The ones that she swore on her life never to tell. Great.
"That depends. What has she told you?"
He chuckled and his eyes gleamed. "That you're her best friend–obviously- and that you've known each other since you were around seventh grade. You're going to college here in Forks, just like her. She said you're majoring in education. And, that's about all she told me."
No humiliating stories. My life was complete.
"Well, that just about sums me up," I said with a laugh.
He smiled sincerely. "C'mon, I know there's something that she didn't say."
I glanced at Rosalie, but she was staring at Edward. I sighed.
"Well?" He pushed.
"I'm clumsy?" It sounded more like a question, which it shouldn't have. I'd already proven to him that I was a klutz.
He barked a laugh. "That much is obvious–no offense."
If anyone else would've said that, I probably would've been offended. But for some reason, I wasn't with Edward. I had a feeling that he was just kidding, and that gave me a sense of peace.
"None taken. So what about you, Edward? Tell me about yourself. I'm sure it's far more interesting than hearing about me."
He pondered on that for a minute without speaking. Then he began.
"Well, for starters I'm Edward Cullen. I've lived in Forks for awhile now–I haven't kept up with exactly how long. Time seems to fade under the clouds. I'm twenty-two, just shy of my twenty-third birthday. I attend college near Seattle. I'm majoring in becoming a doctor–specifically a surgeon, just like my dad. You may have heard of him. Dr. Cullen at the hospital in Forks."
Of course I'd heard of him. I'd been to the hospital so much in my life that I couldn't count. Dr. Cullen was always the one I'd seen whenever I broke a bone or needed to be sewn up. I could honestly say that Dr. Cullen was my own personal doctor. But I didn't know he had a son…
Stop, Bella.
I nodded and he continued.
"I have a brother and sister who also live in Forks. Even though it's a small town, I enjoy it. There's always something…interesting…happening in Forks." He seemed to look at me when he said that, but I couldn't be sure.
"And that about sums me up," he said, copying my words. He smiled his crooked grin. I ignored the shivers of satisfaction.
"Told you. You're more interesting."
He laughed. He had a nice, deep rumble for a laugh that made me smile from ear to ear. I had trouble trying to disguise it.
Suddenly, a worker named Jacob brought me my coffee. I'd also known Jacob for awhile now. His father, Billy, and my dad were close, and me and Jacob began hanging out. I'd gotten him the job at Perks about a year ago.
"Here you go, Bella," He said, handing me my coffee. "Be careful, don't spill it on yourself. We wouldn't want to put a bib on you, would we?"
"Haha, very funny, Jacob," I replied sarcastically.
He smiled. Jacob was a nice, sweet guy. Besides Rose, he was one of my best friends. He was a senior in high school, who had no plans about life. He was alive, happy, and carefree–which was why I enjoyed his company so much. I admired him.
I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Edward was staring at us. No, not staring. Glaring. I wondered what was up, but shook it out my mind.
Rose's boyfriend, not yours.
"I'll see you around, Bella," Jacob said with a wave.
I waved goodbye before refocusing on the couple across the table from me.
We talked about random things for another half hour. I mostly let Rosalie and Edward do the talking; I felt like if I said anything more, I wouldn't be able to control myself. I knew it was wrong, but there was something about Edward that I couldn't put my finger on. I didn't really know who he was, but I couldn't stop staring at him. It was strange, and totally uncalled for, but I couldn't tear my eyes away. I mostly looked at my hands, just so Rosalie wouldn't notice. Eventually she'd figure something out, and I didn't want to hurt her. Besides, she thought he was "the one."
We said our goodbyes after our talking finally ended. Edward shook my hand again, but it lingered longer this time.
"It was a pleasure meeting you, Bella. I hope to be seeing you around."
I took his words to heart, knowing he meant something different than what I thought.
"Yes, me too."
Rosalie hugged me tightly before she got into Edward's silver Volvo outside of Perks. "Thanks so much, Bella! This went great!"
I laughed silently. "I know," I whispered. "He's great, Rose. I'm happy for you."
And insanely jealous. But I wasn't going to mention that part.
Before stepping into the car, she told me she'd call me later. I smiled and waved goodbye to them. I kept my eyes on Edward until he faded in the distance.
As much as I hated to admit it, it was a weird romance with the two of them. Edward seemed so ambitious–wanting to be a doctor, preferably a surgeon. Rosalie wasn't sure of her life plans, which made her interesting, I guess. Right now, her plan was to be a cosmetician. Of course, Rosalie would choose a career with beauty. She always had been the most beautiful. Another thing for me to be jealous of, even though I shouldn't be.
I sighed. Yes, a weird romance indeed.
It was a romance that I didn't want to be involved in on any levels.
However, I knew that no matter what I said to myself, I already was involved. No matter if I wanted to be or not.
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