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So here's chapter 3. I hope you'll like it.
I open my eyes slowly, completely disoriented. My head pounds and I shut my eyes again. I'm never drinking again.
I glance at my phone quickly, noticing the time. 11:30 am. I wonder how come Rose let me sleep this late. There's probably a ton of shit we have to do before Monday.
I groan and turn over, hiding my face in the pillow. I take a whiff of my hair and am immediately struck with the image of deep green eyes. Edward. I roll my eyes at myself for being thrilled at the fact that I remember his name. I wasn't that drunk, was I?
I wonder briefly if I'm ever going to see him again. I might run into him on campus at some point, I guess. That would be awkward. I kind of wish he'd call, but I don't really believe that will happen. I did make a complete fool of myself.
On second thought, I think that's for the best. His name brought back some very unpleasant memories from a very different, very far away time of my life. One I never want to think about again. I had spent the night rolling around in my bed, sleeping restlessly as my dreams reminded me of that time. It's definitely better that he doesn't call. I'd find me someone with a name that doesn't make me want to hurl.
I get up with another groan. I have to find something to busy my mind with, otherwise it will just keep going back to the feel of Edw… His lips on mine.
As I walk out of my room I am met with Rose's curious glance at me over some magazine. "Morning, sleepy head" she smirks. I nod mutely. "What happened to you last night?" she asks, laying her magazine down and curling her legs beneath her on the sofa.
"I drank" I say as I go fetch a mug to get some coffee.
"You don't say" she smirks at me again and roll her eyes. "It's a wonder you made it to the bed safely, did you take the aspirins I left you?"
I shake my head, I didn't see any aspirins, but I feel like hugging her for taking care of me. I sip my coffee and try to clear my slightly less hurting head. "So what are we doing today?"
"Emmett and I thought we should check out the campus… hang around there a bit. You know, 'cause this is the last chance to do that before school starts and we wanna take a look."
I nod in agreement. That's probably a smart thing to do. Rose is already dressed so I decide I should probably get on it myself. I take a quick shower and put on some light blue jeans and a white tank top. No need to get overdressed for just a day outside.
I brush my teeth and take one of the aspirins that Rose left me on the bedside table and pocket the other one, thinking it may come in handy later.
My hair is a lost cause and I give up on it quickly, lifting it into a ponytail. My head hurts too much for me to try and tame it.
With that, I'm ready to go and I walk back to the living room.
Emmett is in the kitchen rummaging through the cabinets for something to eat and Rose is still reading her magazine. That girl could spend days just sitting around reading auto shop magazines. If her room back home hadn't been light purple, anyone who walked into it would've thought it was a teenage boy's room.
"Ready to go?" I ask them. Rose nods and puts down the mag, stretching as she stands up. Emmett walks out of the kitchen empty handed and pouts, muttering about grocery shopping. I roll my eyes at him. Obviously our kitchen is empty, we've lived here for two days and only had take outs so far.
The campus is within walking distance from the apartment and I'm grateful for that. It's only about ten minutes walk, fifteen if you're feeling lazy and take your sweet old time. The sun is shining through perfectly blue sky and I am filled with sudden joy for deciding to move here. No way can you stay unhappy for long when the weather is this nice.
The campus is practically deserted, aside from a few others I assumed were students-to-be like us. The grass is so green, I just feel like laying down on it and stare at the sky, and never get up. The color reminds me of Edward, and I scold myself for not stopping my train of thought before it got to his name. Why did it have to be his name? Couldn't his parents think of another?
Though it is better. This way I don't particularly want him to call, so it won't hurt when he doesn't.
We look around for a bit, and when we feel we saw everything we wanted, we get some coffee from a coffee cart and situate ourselves on the grass. It's just as soft as I thought it would be and I can see myself spending a lot of time reading here, or even studying for a final.
Emmett speaks enthusiastically about the few members of the football team he's met the day before, the size of the court and the locker rooms, which apparently are not suffocating as the ones back in our high school in phoenix.
Rose verbalizes my thoughts as she lets him know that as awesome as it is for him, it doesn't make her want to spend any time in there.
When the sky starts to darken slightly we realize we've been sitting there a lot longer that we thought, and Emmett suggests we go grocery shopping.
"When Em is the responsible adult, you know something's wrong" I say to Rose as we walk back to the neighborhood to find a store nearby. Rose rolls her eyes and nods in agreement as Emmett pokes my waist. I jump and he grins at me innocently.
Once we've found a store about 5 minutes away from home we each take a cart and we split, as we all like different things. I move around the aisles and try to decide on the brand of cereal I feel like having when my phone starts ringing in my purse. It takes me forever to find it.
"Hello?" I ask. There's silence on the other line and for a second I think the person on the other end hung up on me since it took me so long to get it.
"Bella?" my breath hitched in my throat. "Hey, uh, it's Edward". I know.
Why is he calling me? I'd made such an ass of myself.
"Umm, from the bar?" he says uncertainly when I don't respond. Jeez, as if I could forget.
"I remember you" I say, afraid he'd be offended. I wasn't that drunk.
He chuckles, and the sound gives me Goosebumps. "That's good to know".
"So… how are you?" he asks and I roll my eyes at myself. I am not cooperating at all. Get a grip.
"I'm good, you?" much better. I roll my eyes at myself and wonder if they could get stuck this way if I over do it, which I am.
"Me too... Hmm, what are you up to?" He asks and I force myself to respond more naturally. I've never felt this stiff in my life.
"I'm just grocery shopping with my friend Rose and her boyfriend. Our apartment is practically empty. We were checking out the school earlier"
"Yeah, I was there yesterday. Looks awesome to me. So what are you getting?" I can hear the smile in his voice, and I suddenly feel more at ease.
"I'm just trying to decide on some cereal" before I even finish the sentence Edward cuts in. "Cocoa Puffs. Always get Cocoa Puffs"
I laugh. "I take it you like Cocoa Puffs?" "That's the queen of understatements" he says, his tone mock-serious, and somehow I can tell he's smirking.
"Well, then, Cocoa Puffs it is. Thanks, Edward" I smile as I grab a box of the infamous cereal and throw it in my cart.
"Who's Edward?" I spin around and Rose is standing there, her arms crossed over her chest and her eyebrow raised. I know that look, it's the one telling me I'm dead meat for not telling her about a guy.
"Umm, Edward, I'm gonna have to call you back, sorry." I mutter into the phone. Shit. The ball's in my court now.
"Oh, ok. Have fun grocery shopping." I breathe a sigh of relief that he doesn't sound angry or offended. I mumble a "Thanks, bye" and hang up.
"Look, Rose…" I start, but she cuts me off. "I can't believe you Bella! There's a guy calling you which means you gave some guy your phone number. That is so unlike you so he must be pretty damn great- first impression wise- and you don't tell me about it?" she looks wounded, a very unusual look for Rose. I feel guilty instantly. "I'm sorry Rose, it's just-"
"Whatever Bella, we'll talk about this at home." She cuts me off again. "And you're gonna tell me all about him" as she turns to walk away I can see a smirk forming on her face, and I know we're good. She was just trying to guilt-trip me into telling her, which obviously worked. I'm a sucker for guilt.
I gather a few more stuff from the shelves and into my cart and make my way to the cash register, hoping that Rose and Emmett are also done and I won't have to wait or go look for them. Fortunately they're there, not that it means I don't have to wait for them, but at least I'll have a show to entertain me while I'm at it, the way only Rose and Emmett's bickering can.
"Baby, I like all of those things, I don't wanna choose" Emmett whines at Rose, who is looking at his cart completely unimpressed.
"Jeez, Emmett, you can't live on cookies and ice cream! What would your mother say?" Rose sounds exasperated and I have to physically bite my tongue to keep from laughing. I just know the second a chuckle gets by, this will all turn on me.
"I also got milk for the cookies! Milk is healthy." Em says triumphantly.
"Ugh, whatever, add some vegetables at least."
Emmett grins at me like he's just won the lottery and sprint towards the vegetables aisle. I feel a little jealous of him. I rarely win an argument with Rose. It takes special skills.
On the way home Emmett can't resist and opens a box of chocolate chips cookies. Rose mutters about 'dinner before desert' but then she laughs and steals a cookie. She'll be a great mother, I smirk to myself.
We get home and Rose takes a shower while Em and I start on dinner. Emmett suggests we order take outs again but I feel that it would miss the point of the whole grocery shopping thing. Plus I kinda miss home cooked meals.
We don't go all in though and we just make grilled cheese and salad, none of us really have the energy to put more effort into it.
Throughout dinner I feel restless, and I can't wait for it to end so I can call Edward back. It's been hours since I'd hung up on him and I feel bad about it. I don't want him to think I was turning him down. Unfortunately Rose notices my bouncing leg and frequent glances at my phone and as we finish eating she grabs my arm and drags me to my room.
"Spill" is all that comes out of her mouth as she sits on my bed, folding her legs beneath her. I sigh heavily as I calculate my options. There aren't any.
"I met this guy last night" I start. She gives me a look that clearly says "You don't say". I ignore her and continue. "He seems really cool, I don't know, I only talked to him for like two seconds but he seems smart, you know? And he's witty and sweet, and sooo hot it's not even funny."
She cuts me off. "Have I seen him?"
"I'm not sure. He's one of the guys that sang, and he played guitar?" I glance at her and her eyes are so wide she kinda looks like a cartoon, a little bit.
"Oh my god, the one with the sex hair and green eyes? That played that Eagle Eye Cherry song?"
I nod and she squeals. I can count on one hand the number of time I'd heard Rose make that sound in all the years I've known her.
"Tell me everything!" she demands, and for once, I actually want to share. I have never in my life felt anything like what I felt when Edward was around, and I had no idea what to think of it. I didn't think it was normal for me to be thinking as much as I was about a guy I knew for half an hour before I started making out with him. And it definitely wasn't normal for me to start making out with a guy after I've only known him for half an hour.
Rose squeals again when I tell her about the making out part, and it makes me feel a tiny bit less slutty, which is always a positive thing and makes me not regret that I'd told her anything. She "aww"s when I tell her about him stopping us and walking me home, and then smiles dreamingly at me when I tell her about him asking for my number and kissing me goodnight.
I feel like I'm telling her a bedtime story rather than the events of drunken Bella and this guy she just met.
"So it's up to you to call him now, right?" Rose asks after what feels like hours of just me talking.
"Yeah, thanks for that, by the way" I glare at her, and she actually looks sorry. She pats my knee soothingly.
"Don't worry about it, just pick up the phone. You'll find out what to say when he answers."
I nod and she smiles at me and gets up to leave. I grab my phone and look at it for a few minutes, but can't bring myself to dial. I comfort myself, thinking I'll be braver after I've taken a shower.
I take my towel and go to the bathroom. I pay attention to every tiny sliver of skin and wash my hair twice. I know I'm stalling but I can't help myself as I grab my razor and decide now is a great time to shave.
When I finally get out of the shower wrapped in my towel it's been 45 minutes after Rose has left my room. I enter my bedroom and open my closet, pulling out a pair of shorts and a tank top to sleep in, since I'm pretty sure we're not going out again tonight.
There's a knock on my door just as I finish getting dress and I call for Rose to come in.
"We're thinking of going to the beach tomorrow, do you feel like it?" she asks.
"Sure, sounds great" I actually really do need a tan. Not that a day at the beach is gonna help me- I've spent 7 years in Arizona and still look like an albino. It couldn't hurt though.
"Cool. Did you call him yet?"
"I was just getting to it." I mumble. Rose winks at me, her way of saying I'm being a coward and I need to get over myself.
I pick up my phone again and stare at it for a minute before I roll my eyes at myself and dial the number on the last calls list. I breathe deeply as I pray for him to not pick up the phone. Don't pick up. Don't pick up. On the 5th ring I feel like it's ok to hang up and I'm just about to when I hear a squeal on the other side of the phone.
"Uhh... Hello?" I ask, not sure what's going on.
"Yeah, hey, sorry about that. Who's this?" a woman's voice asks and I feel my heart sink. Not sure why I'm so disappointed, since it's obvious that Edward is not the kind of guy to have trouble getting a girl and I should've expected it. Plus it wasn't like we were dating or anything so I really had no business getting upset over him being with another girl. But I was.
"Uh, it's Bella, I, uh, never mind" I stutter and wish there was an open grave right next to my bed so I can just die right now.
"Oh, hey Bella!" the girl sounds enthusiastic and I'm taken by surprise. "Edward is out for a run and he left his phone. I'm Alice, his sister."
I want to kick myself for breathing a sigh of relief when I find out she's his sister. I shouldn't care this much at this point.
"Oh, Hi. Edward didn't mention a sister. Nice to meet you, uh, speak to you" I laugh nervously. She giggles. "Yeah, he was just nervous you'll like me better ". I laugh, feeling totally comfortable all of the sudden. I really like this Alice girl- in a completely different way than how I like her brother- but still.
"Oh, I think he's back" she says just as I hear Edward call "Alice, what are you doing with my phone?".
"He's a little uptight" she whispers to me conspiratorially and I smile to myself. I wish I'd get to know her at some point.
"Hello?" Edward's voice is rough and his breathing is a little faster that it should be and I have to force my mind to not picture him coming back from his run, wearing basketball shorts, sweaty, taking off his shirt and wiping the back of his neck…..
"Bella?" He asks and I want to kick myself again.
"Yeah, Hi."
"Hi". I think he's smiling but I'm not sure, and this time I'm not allowing images of him to float around in my head.
"Umm, how was your run?" I ask. All the confidence I had while chatting with Alice gone.
"Good, effective. So, what did you and my sister talk about?" He asks and I hear Alice muttering something in the background, followed by "Ow, Edward!" and Edward chuckling.
"Umm, not much. She just told me pretty much every embarrassing childhood story about you there was to hear."
"You're funny, aren't you?" he asks and I smile to myself, happy that I'm able to act somewhat normally.
"I do my best. Your sister sounds cool, by the way".
"She likes to think so."
There's noise on the other end of the line, like people wrestling and then Alice is on the phone again. "Jeez, chill Edward, I'll give you the phone back when I'm done" she says.
"Hi again, Alice" I say, chuckling. This conversation is not going the way I expected it to when I first picked up the phone.
"Hey Bella. So, listen, we're going to the beach tomorrow, you should come with."
"Oh, actually my roommates and I were going to go also. I don't know where and when exactly yet though."
"Awesome, so we'll talk tomorrow then and figure it out. I'm gonna give you my brother back before he starts pulling my hair" she giggles.
"I'm sorry about my sister, Bella. I swear she's leaving tomorrow." Edward's back on the phone and fortunately I'm laughing too hard to feel anxious when I hear his voice this time.
"Aw, you shouldn't kick her out. She's funny" I laugh some more. It's hard to stop.
"Yeah, well, she's going to college on the other side of the US so she's gonna have to leave. Anyways, so are you coming to the beach tomorrow?"
"I think so. Depends on the schedule according to my roommates."
"I'll call you when we get to the beach and see where you are?"
"Yeah, sounds good"
"Awesome. So I'm gonna go take a shower. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Great.'Night, Edward".
"Sweet dreams". He whispers and in that moment I totally believe him. My dreams are gonna be awesome.
I hang up and lay down in my bed. It takes me two seconds before I'm out cold with Edward's smiling face on my mind.
Ok, well. That was the day after.
Hope you liked it, even though there were no public make out sessions in this one.
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