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EPOV

Saturday. A week from now I'll finally have my phone back. I feel like texting Jasper, just to tell him how bored I am. I'm sitting at home and I have absolutely nothing to do. I feel so pathetic. It's Saturday for Christ's sake. And I'm at home. I don't even have a date tonight. I could call Jasper (not with my cell phone, obviously) but I'm pretty sure he's out with Alice. Emmett's probably doing something with Rose. Which leaves me. I swear, I need to get a girlfriend. But every girl I meet is such a fake girl. They're trying too hard, afraid to be themselves.

The phone rang (again; not my cell phone, obviously) and I got up to get it. "Edward! I'm glad you're home." You know, you'd think this would be a beautiful girl, calling me to ask me out. But no. It's Tyler. Such a shame. Not that I don't like Tyler, he's a good guy, I guess. I just really don't want to hang out with the guys. Again. Why couldn't I just get a girl? "Listen, can I ask you a favor?"

I sighed; this wouldn't be good. "Sure Tyler. As long as it's not too crazy." I was pretty sure it would be too crazy. Knowing Tyler… Once in a while he's in the mood to do some crazy stuff and always asks me to be a part of it. Why? I do not know. But I do know that I'm not doing any of that stuff.

"Well…" Tyler began. "I don't think it's too crazy. But I don't know if you're gonna like it." I probably wasn't. "I was supposed to go out with my girlfriend tonight, but now her friend doesn't have anything to do and she can't go out with me or something. Girls, who understands them?" Not me, that's for sure. "Anyway, I really want to take her to dinner. I never do and I was really looking forward to it. But now she says that if I can arrange a date for her friend, maybe we could double. Problem is, her friend's a bit hard to please. So I was thinking you'd probably suit her high standards. That's why I was kind of hoping you'd want to come?"

I could hear the desperation in his voice. I didn't know why, but he liked this girl. A lot. It was getting pretty serious too. I've only met her once and she doesn't seem like my type of girl at all. She was pretty, though. But that's it. Of course, I don't know her very well. She's probably a nice girl. Tyler's a good guy, he deserves a nice, pretty girlfriend.

That's why I had to say yes. I don't like going on blind dates. I hate it. Many people have tried to set me up and it never works. It's always some crazy girl who can't get as guy on her own (yeah, I know. Kettle, pot. I get it) and needs her friends to get one for her. I was absolutely sure this girl would be the same as the rest. So why should I agree? Because Tyler's my friend. Plus, I'd already told him I'd do him a favor if it wasn't too crazy. And this wasn't. I was obliged to say yes.

I sighed. This was going to be bad. "Okay Tyler. I'll come. But don't expect me to fall in love with her friend, or anything like that. Okay? I mean it. Don't try to set us up or anything or I will walk out. Understand?" Tyler confirmed that he, indeed, understood. He gave me the time and place and I would be there. Unfortunately.

I remembered my promise to Bella. Well, not really a promise so much as a threat. I said I'd call her to check up on her. And I would, I decided. It was almost six o'clock now. I would call her when I get back, I decided. I wouldn't go anywhere after dinner. I'd come, make small talk, eat and leave. I wasn't planning on talking to the girl.

Still, I could make an effort. I got changed and put on a new shirt (Alice bought it for me. She bought almost everything I own. If I buy something myself, she usually throws it out. After a while I just stopped trying.) and some old, but still decent-looking jeans. I ran my hands through my hair. It looked terrible, but it would have to do. I grabbed my keys and headed for the restaurant.

I could see Tyler there already. Without his girlfriend. "Tyler. I'm here." I said. He looked up and said hi. "So where's your lady?" She wasn't here, which made me wonder why not. I thought this was supposed to be a date.

"She told me she'd meet me here. Her friend was running late." He said. "Look Edward, I'm sorry I'm putting you through this. I really am. I've met her friend and she's not… Well, I don't think she's really your type." He said. When he saw my surprised face he added: "Oh, she's pretty to be sure. The rest isn't really perfect. But maybe I'm wrong. I don't know her well."

Of course. Hadn't I expected this? A pretty girl, yeah, but probably fake. In fact, I was sure of it.

Tyler suggested just to go to our table and wait for the girls there. I said that would probably be a good idea; I needed a drink. We ordered the cocktails for the ladies and a scotch for me. And something else for Tyler. I wasn't paying attention to the guy who was about to put me through hell. I didn't know what was worse. Sitting in your own home alone, on a Saturday night. Or going on a blind (double) date on a Saturday night. It was equally bad, I decided. But at least this way I was helping a friend.

Right then, a girl walked in. She looked great. Blonde, skinny, great curves. Lauren. Tyler got up. "Lauren, honey. So glad you're here." He have her a peck on the cheek and sat her down. "Where's your friend?" He asked her.

Lauren smiled. She really was quite pretty. If she was nice, too, she deserved Tyler. I'd have the chance to observe that tonight. "She'll be right here. She's just gone to the ladies room." She turned her attention to me. "Ah, I see you brought Edward." She gave me an approving smile. Apparently I'd do for her friend. "So great to see you again." She told me. I told her likewise. "Jessica will be so pleased."

I smiled. Jessica. Figures. Such a common, girly name. I'll bet the girl is just like Lauren. Blonde, skinny, curvy and just pretty. But that's it. Pretty, not breathtakingly beautiful. A blonde girl appeared and I noticed Lauren waving at her. Aha, that would be Jessica. She seemed strangely familiar to me, but I couldn't place her. Jessica had a big smile on her face, before it turned into a different look, I'm assuming a distant look, as if she were trying to play hard to get. Well, we'll see if that works out for her.

I got up and shook her hand to introduce myself. I could see her shell breaking every now and then and the tiniest smile would appear on her face. Yes, I'm pretty sure she didn't mind me being here. I acted gentlemanly, because that's what my mom always taught me, but I could already tell this wouldn't work out. I'd rather date a girl who wouldn't hide her smile, but show it. No games, just the two of us. I think that would be best.

We ordered the food. I knew this was a great restaurant, so at least the food would be great, if the conversation wouldn't be. Tyler and Lauren were talking to each other. Lauren seemed interested in what Tyler had to say, which was a good sign. Jessica was still sitting in front of me, trying to look cool, but didn't succeed.

I decided to talk to her. Maybe she would surprise me. "So Jessica, you seem familiar in a way… Have we met before?" I know this sounded like a pick-up line. It wasn't and I hoped Jessica wouldn't assume it was. Oh god, I could see her eyes light up. Yes, she thought I was hitting on her.

"Well…" She said, thinking about it. "I don't think so. But then again, I meet a lot of people, so maybe I forgot." Now it was definitely over. Playing hard to get ánd bragging about her social life. Really? That was pathetic. I didn't like this girl at all. The weird thing is, Lauren seemed okay. And maybe this Jessica was, too, then. If her friend seemed all right. Maybe she was just nervous. I could understand that. We've all been nervous before.

I attempted a conversation with her again, but failed to succeed. She didn't seem like an interesting person. Such a shame. If I'd only have a life, this wouldn't have happened. I would be going out with my beautiful, smart, funny girlfriend right now. Instead of being stuck here with a couple very much in love and an average girl who was trying to play hard to get. Could it get any worse?

BPOV

"Okay, first kiss?" I didn't have to think long about that question.

"Jamie." I answered immediately. "Good kisser. It was at a school party, when he took me outside. I was so nervous. I felt like he was the one. My one and only. Of course, we broke up after two weeks. My heart was shattered." I ended with a sad voice, even though I couldn't care less anymore.

Me and Angela were at my place. Jess and Lauren had gone out. Jess and Lauren were on a date with Lauren's super nice boyfriend, Tyler, and some mystery man he'd bring for Jessica. I'd met Tyler a couple of times and he turned out to be surprisingly adorable. Whenever Lauren brought home a guy, he was horrible. A player, macho, stuck-up rich boy, you name it. Lauren has dated them all. Angela and I were always on the sidelines, watching her get her heart broken. Again. Lauren was like that. She fell head over heels for some guy who turned out to be cheating on her. Sometimes with several women.

So naturally, when she came home with Tyler, me and Angela were ecstatic! Tyler supposedly had a crush on Lauren for a long time, but Lauren was never really into him. Until boyfriend #43 broke up with her and she ran into Tyler. A guy who was nothing like her previous boyfriends. I immediately liked him. He was super nice, looked adorable and was head over heels for Lauren. It couldn't get any better than that. She deserved a nice guy for a change. I'm hoping this is the one.

"Beats my story." Angela told me. "I was at a friends' party. Spin the bottle. His name was Alexander and he wasn't cute at all. I'm pretty sure he didn't have a girlfriend all the way through high school. Maybe not even after high school." She told me. It was so great talking to Ange, she really was a great friend. I loved having two different kinds of friends. Angela was such a good listener and she always had the funniest stories. Jessica was so much fun to be around. She kept making jokes and stupid, silly comments that made me laugh any way. I was so lucky to be blessed with these friends.

Angela and I laughed as we were sharing childhood stories. It turns out she dated Ben almost all through high school. I wasn't surprised; Ben was a great guy. You'd be mad to let him go. She told me they broke up because of the distance. He was supposed to go to some college far away from her. He came back a year ago. A few months later they ran into each other and BAM. Instant love.

Though I was so happy for Angela and Lauren, I was jealous of them. I would only admit this to myself, but I wanted what they had. I liked being single, but that had lasted long enough. I wanted a boyfriend. Someone really sweet, who'd take care of me when I was sick and would crawl into bed with me at night. Someone to wake up to and someone to go home to. I wanted that. I know the right guy was out there, but why hadn't I met him yet?

Was it really that difficult to find that one special person? I assumed it was. I've looked all over the place, but haven't found him yet. I confess that it probably wouldn't help that I was sitting at home. With my best friend. Not looking for guys.

I couldn't understand Jessica, though. There were so many guys out there who wanted to date her. Some of them really nice, handsome and smart. She didn't want any of them, though. I don't know what she's looking for. Maybe she loves being single. But if she really liked being single, why would she go on a blind date with some friend of Tyler's? I mean, I adore Tyler, but he's not exactly Jessica's type. Wouldn't his friend be the same? That would never work out.

I felt sorry for the mystery man. Right now, he's probably sitting there, trying to talk to this beautiful lady who's just not interested. Really, how sad was that? I hoped Jess wasn't being to cruel, but I knew her. She would be cruel. She loved having guys adore the very ground she walked on. She pretended like all the compliments they gave her weren't important to her, but I knew she needed to hear them. She liked to feel confident and loved. And to be honest, who doesn't love feeling that way? I'm just sure there's another way to feel loved and confident and beautiful. You don't have to torture perfectly nice guys just so you can feel better.

"Want another drink Ange?" I asked my friend, who was lying on the couch, playing with her hair.

"Sure, sure. Get me another margarita pleaaseee." She looked at me with a puppy dog face. Looking cuter than ever. I hoped, for Ben's sake, that she didn't use the look on her boyfriend. How horrible would that be? You'd do anything for her when she pulls out that look.

I laughed, but got up to get her a drink. "I will. But only because you asked so nicely. Don't expect it to work next time, though!" I gave her a drink and I had another as well. After a while Angela decided to go back to her apartment. I thought that was a good idea. I was tired and I kind of wanted to have a little peace and quiet before Jessica came home. Which shouldn't be long.

At that exact moment, my phone rang. Well, not exactly my phone, but Edward's phone. I looked at the screen to see which number was calling. Yup, same one as yesterday and the day before. A smile appeared on my face; Edward was calling. I grabbed the phone, but decided to wait five more seconds. I didn't like to seem pathetic and without a life. Which, of course, I was.

"Hi, there Edward." I said. I wanted to bump my head against the wall immediately. I didn't know him. Why would I greet him so casually? Stupid, stupid, stupid.

I could hear him chuckle. "Hi there, Bella." I felt a little reassured when he said this. It didn't make me feel like such a stupid moron. "How's it going over there?"

I smiled. He was such a nice guy. I tried to picture his face, but it became harder and harder by the day. I could hardly remember him at all. "It's going great, thanks Edward. How's it going with you?"

He moaned. "Horrible. Just had the worst blind date ever. I don't even know why I went."

Blind date, huh? That made me feel kind of disappointed. Not that I expected him to stay single until he met me, but it made me realize that he was such a great catch. I was actually surprised he had to resort to blind dates. "Really? Then why did you go?"

He was silent for a while. "Because I had to do my friend a favor. I'm never doing it again, though. Horrible. The people you meet on those dates, it's frightening. Kind of makes me think that there aren't any good women left in the city."

I laughed. "Well, aren't you an optimist! Of course there still are some great women in the city. I happen to know three of them. Of course, two of them are currently dating someone, so… perhaps you're right. But the last one's still single."

"Hmm, no thanks. They're probably wonderful, but I swore to myself that I'd never go on a blind date again. I'd rather stay single my entire life." That was a bit dramatic, wasn't it? But at the same time I was glad he didn't want me to set him up with Jessica. I didn't want to do it. Besides, he'd already turned her down at the café.. Why would he say yes now?

"Well, I'm sorry." I told him. "I hope you meet someone great, very soon." Please let it be me, please let it be me!

"I hope so, too." He said. Please, pick me! Pick me! "But I don't know. My brother and sister found someone a long time ago.. My friends at work as well. And my last friend got a girlfriend a couple of months ago. That's the friend I did a favor tonight. Although, after tonight? Not so sure I can still call him a friend, after what he put me through."

I laughed. "It couldn't be that bad…" I said, though I hoped it was.

"It was." I smiled.

"So why were you calling, anyway?"

Silence again. "Oh right! Yeah, um, I was calling because, um, I wanted to check you still hadn't thrown my phone away."

"Aw, you know I'd never do that."

"Actually," He said, "I don't know. I've never even met you.."

"Well, then by all means please call again." I suggested, hopeful he'd call me again tomorrow.

"I certainly shall."

"Goodnight Edward."

"Goodnight."


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