Sorry this is so short, I wrote it out and realised how short it was. Read and review! xx

We arrived at the ice rink in Portland. It was beautiful. There was a giant Christmas tree in the centre of the rink, twinklng with baubles and lights. On top there was a giant gold star. I had always wanted to go ice skating, although my co-ordination was never any good.

"Oh Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I exploded with. I hugged Edward right around his neck. He stiffened.

"Oh ..." I backed away slowly, "Sorry. I really didn't mean to get that close when you are thirsty.."
"It's okay Bella. I know you didn't mean it. Lets go," he opened up the car door and let me out. We then walked over to the booth. The woman at the counter eyed Edward dreamily. She then glanced at me and then looked back at Edward as if he was insane. He squeezed my hand and smiled a small smile at me.

"Two tickets and two pairs of boots please," Edward asked, "Size 11 and size 5."

She brought out the boots, Edward paid and we walked over to the seating area. I stuck my boots on glumly.

"She thinks you're insane for going out with me." I muttered.

Edward stiffened for a second then softened up. He coaxed my chin up with his finger and looked into my eyes. The warmth of the gold was still hinted in his otherwise dull eyes.

"I love you Isabella, and no one else," he simply replied.

I smiled, cheered up by his statement and he took my hand. The stars were out and the night shined. Edward stepped onto the ice with flourish, like he was stepping on normal ground. I rolled my eyes and he winked at me.

"Years of practise," he whispered and grinned.

I giggled and attempted to step onto the ice. I slipped up, as expected, but Edward caught me.

"Just hold onto me," he said and I gripped tightly onto his hand.

After a while, I got a hold of things. We had skated around the rink a few times holding hands. I slipped many times, but Edward was always there to help me. I sat down for a while and sipped my hot chocolate that Edward had bought me. He had gone onto the rink for a skate himself. He skated around backwards, forewards and every other way you could think of. He even crossed the rink at full speed and pirrouetted in the air. I grinned and mock clapped with sheer sarcasm. He knows how to impress people. The assistant at the kiosk desk clapped along with me. She had been staring at Edward the whole time. I wanted to tell that woman the truth. Her name was Iona. Who has a name like Iona? He came back and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Calm Bella, I love you," he reminded me.
"Fine, I love you too, but she is getting on my nerves."
"Well, here, I will show her and you that you are my only."

Then at that point, he slowly took my face in his hands, crookedly grinned and leaned in ever so slowly to kiss me. I think he was contemplating whether to do this.

"You don't need to, if you want, I swear its oka.. No. Try to ignore me. Kiss me please," I begged.

He swooped in and gently french kissed my lips. The woman at the desk looked shocked, her fat round mouth popped open into a giant "o".