Sorry this took so long guys! I've been meaning to get up here before now, but school and real life got in the way:/

Anywho... on with the story.

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SpunkyPeanut


Third Night
next night

BPOV

For once, I spent my night at the library studying for my upcoming English Lit exam instead of chilling with Alice and Jasper. Sometimes enough was enough; plus, my ears were still ringing from last night. But my mind kept wandering away from the common themes among Nineteenth Century American Lit to DJ C!nema…. I don't think I could keep my thoughts away from him if my life depended on it.

The silence of the library was suddenly broken by the very unsubtle cough coming from next to me. I startle slightly away from the stranger and see a bright flash of red.

DJ C!nema!

Right. Fucking. There. Right next to me… Looking at me... Me?

"Um, hi." He says shyly in a voice that oozes sex. I think my body is a puddle of goo on the floor now. He shuffles a bit awkwardly. "This may sound, uh, weird… but did you happen to be at the rave last night?"

When his face drops slightly, I realize I have yet to answer. I scramble to recall his words, not just his voice.

"Yeah, I was."And then I smile, "you were dee-jaying?" As if I could've missed you up there, I add in my mind.

And then he smiles, too. "Yeah, I thought it was you." His eyes look away toward the door in embarrassment as if he wants to escape. He clears his throat. "Wow, that makes me sound like a stalker. I just… I saw you dancing… and I can't get you out of my mind."

I think my heart just stopped.

"Are you serious?" I screech before I can think.

His eyes widen as he takes two steps back and stutters, "um, I-I… shit. I'm sorry! I didn't… mean it like that."

I take a deep breath and try to soften my tone – despite the quick, heavy thumpthumpthumps of my pulse.

"My bad, C!nema, that came out wrong." I laugh shakily – this gorgeous man can't get me out of his mind! – and continue. "I just didn't think you noticed me is all. I was shocked – in a good way, though! Here, have a seat!" I scurry to pull my shit out of the empty seat and shove it on the floor under my feet.

He smiles brightly and sits. "My name's Edward, by the way." He holds his hand out for mine.

"Bella." I say and shake his hand. Sparks fly between our connected limbs and I gasp.

Maybe this could be more than a one-sided, star-struck crush.

Oh, Alice is just going to die when I tell her about this!