"How does he know my name, Alice?"
"Bella, I can't tell you how, but he seems to know quite a bit about you! Maybe he's an admirer? You know, one of those romantic boys that follows you around and leaves you flowers when you're least expecting it?" Her ocher eyes lit up in thoughtful bliss.
"Um, I suppose so. I do know one thing, though. I want you to come with me to meet him. I only agreed to meet him, because…"
"Because you knew that I'd go with you, right?"
"Yeah, I know Carlisle keeps a close eye on weird behavior, and I thought that you could tell him if that guy tries to hurt me."
"You are a silly girl," Alice said.
I swallowed and ran a nervous hand through my hair. She tapped me on the nose, as if to chastise me. I inquiringly looked at her.
"I love you, but you are irrational. So, when do you get to see this fellow?"
"In thirty minutes?" I grinned uneasily.
"Oh, well, that's just fine. I'm done with all of my classes today anyways. Where will we be going?"
"The park down the street. I don't know how he knows where I live!"
"Maybe he overheard you talking one day, and you mentioned it. You know, we do go there allot. It is, after all your favorite place."
I still didn't believe her. Sure I talk loudly, but why would I blurt out something so stupid? I mean, I couldn't back out now, he did say something detrimental would happen if I backed out. What does that word even mean?
"Bella, its time to go! You've been spacing for like, the past few minutes. I don't see why you're so worried."
I stood, and his dark eyes flashed in my mind. Apprehension slid down my spine, like a demon's caress. I shivered, and grasped the paper that he had handed me yesterday. I stared down at the elegant handwriting.
"Meet me by the fountain. I will be waiting."