Sorry this took forever to post! I've been a bit busy lately. I've decided to only update once a week. It seems to be more manageable that way. Anyway, here is chapter 4! ENJOY! :-D

I practically skipped all the way to my room. I knew that it was just coffee and a little small talk, but I couldn't help the tingly feelings inside of me.

When I opened the door and stepped inside the room, Alice was at her desk doing some homework, I assumed. She turned around when I entered, giving me a questioning look as she noticed the small smile on my face.

"What's up with you," she asked.

I sat down on my bed, and did my best to contain my eagerness and excitement. I had never felt this way before. I now felt as if I understood the excitement Alice had felt when she told me that she and Emmett were going out on Saturday. I liked the feeling of knowing that someone wanted to spend time with me, even if it was just a little coffee and some homework.

I originally had decided to keep it a secret from Alice. Knowing her, she would blow it all out of proportion. No matter how much I tried to explain that it was just a little get together, she would most likely spend hours finding my perfect outfit and trying to do my hair as if I was going to meet the president.

Unfortunately, Alice missed almost nothing, and keeping a secret such as this one was practically pointless.

"If I tell you what's going on, you have to promise not to freak out or jump to conclusions."

She nodded but I could swear that she was going to explode.

"Well, on Saturday I'm going out for coffee with someone," I said, doing my best to make it sound like it wasn't a big deal.

Of course, that didn't work.

Alice jumped from her seat and the chair flew back with the force.

I was caught off guard by her reaction and let out loud gasp.

"OH MY GOD BELLA!" she screamed. She jumped into my lap and began shaking me.

"You have a date! Oh my god, you have a date!"

My head was beginning to hurt from her assault and I desperately tried to pry her off of me.

Trying to keep things simple and not making a big deal out of it was not going so well.

After a minute or two more of chaos, Alice finally calmed down enough to start asking her slew of questions.

"So who is he?" she asked.

I took a deep breath; the thought of his name was giving me small butterflies in my stomach.

"Edward," I told her.

The smile on Alice's faced faltered and dropped immediately. I was stunned by her reaction. Did she know him?

"What's wrong Ali?" I asked. She nervously looked around the room before meeting my eyes again.

"You wouldn't happen to be talking about Edward Cullen would you?" she looked slightly worried, which made me feel the same way.

"Yeah. Edward Cullen. Why?"

I wasn't sure where she was going with this, but I knew I wasn't going to like it. Alice rarely grew worried of things. Ever since the 'Jasper Incident', she had allowed herself to be more observant, and missing nothing. Because of this, she seemed to know danger and wrong from safety and right. It was almost as if she could see the future. She knew when there was danger ahead, which is why I always grew worried and nervous when she was.

She twiddled her thumbs and bit her lip as she starred at me.

"Alice just tell me," I was practically begging to her.

"Ok," she finally said.

I looked at her expectedly, waiting to hear what she had to say.

"I've made a few friends here and there in some of my classes, and they talk. I think the name Edward Cullen sounds familiar to me but I'm not positive. I was talking with this girl, Jessica, and she was saying some things."

I was completely confused. Why were people talking about Edward? And why would they be talking in a negative way. Yeah, he was creepy and cryptic and occasionally pissed me off, but I couldn't deny that he did have a lot of charm.

"What did she say?" I asked.

"Well, I don't really remember, but I don't think you should go out with him this weekend."

I was stunned by her answer. I couldn't just blow him off because of some paranoid girls.

We had made plans that I had agreed to.

"I'm not canceling Alice," I said to her. It was just coffee. Nothing could go wrong.

Alice shrugged her shoulders and stood up, grabbing her backpack.

"Whatever, it's probably just gossip anyway. I've heard some girls talk about how Jessica has a big mouth so she's probably just trying to spread rumors."

I nodded my head and Alice was about to walk out the door, but turned back around.

"Some of the things she said were pretty outrageous though, so just in case its not all rumors, promise me you will be careful and have good judgment."

My breath hitched slightly at Alice's request. The rumors couldn't be that bad. Could they?

"I promise," I said to her.

She gave me a small smile before heading out the door.

I went over to my desk and took out some homework for Ms. Henry's class. She was officially my favorite teacher. She loved film and entertainment with a burning passion. She had acted in a few TV shows here and there as a teenager and had even screen-written a few plays and movies. She was definitely the most popular teacher at the school, seeing as she had experience film production first hand.

The homework in her class was to write 2 ½ pages on a certain movie and what we think was all required to bring it to life on the big screen. I had chosen one of my favorite movies, The Runaways, which was about Joan Jett and Cherrie Curry back in the 70s before Joan Jett and the Blackhearts became the famous band, and she was just in a group called The Runaways.

The assignment would have been fun, if only I was able to take my mind off of Alice and her strange reaction to me going out with Edward.

I didn't understand what could have made her, or the other girls, so apprehensive about him.

I knew that not knowing would most likely cause unwanted stress, so I decided to ask someone who had been here a little longer that I had.

I made a mental note to myself to do that, but only after Saturday had passed. I didn't want anyone to try talking me out of the date again.

As I started writing the papers for my class, something dawned on me.

Maybe I really did know nothing about him.

I thought that I had gotten him all figured out in the short time I had known him.

He was strange yet polite, cryptic yet charming, and had a tendency to stare at people, but all in all, he meant no harm.

What if I was wrong?

Were those other girls' right? Was there something more?

I then realized that Edward was no longer Edward anymore.

He had gone back to being Mr. Mysterious.

The rest of the week dragged on as I had suspected. My classes were going as good as could be hoped and the homework was beginning to pile up.

I had made an oath to myself that I would not allow myself to become swamped with work. I would be smart and make sure everything was done, never putting it off until the last minute.

Alice didn't bring up the topic of me going out with Edward again, so when Saturday rolled around, I was glad to see that she was her normal self.

Emmett was taking her to a nice restaurant off campus and she had laid out an outfit that could rightfully be called perfect. The date was at 7 so she had time to get ready. Even though 4 hours seemed like a lot, I knew she would use every second.

I of course, was just going to the coffee shop, so I slipped on my favorite skinny jeans and a blouse that probably couldn't be put in the category of casual. But I couldn't help it. I wanted to impress.

At 2:45 I waved goodbye to Alice, she wished my luck, and I headed towards the shop.

I left 15 minutes early just so I knew I wouldn't be late. I would have hated to keep him waiting.

I walked in at 2:50 and was surprised to see that he was already there, writing in a notebook at a table in the corner. I walked over to him and he looked up, a small smile tugging at his lips.

"You're early," he said.

"It actually seems like I'm late."

He shook his head and his smile grew.

"No, I just happened to show up places early than needed. I'm kind of strange that way."

Your strange in many ways, Is what I wanted to say, but I figured that would be rude.

I sat down and noticed that there was already a coffee in front of me. I eyed him questioningly.

"I noticed it the day I dropped the books on you."

My brow furrowed and I took a sip.

Yep, just what I had the day we had our first confrontation. I couldn't lie, he was definitely observant.

I took another drink and decided to be the first to speak.

"So what did you want to talk about?"

He looked at me, his eyes that beautiful green that made me have to catch my breath.

"Why were you being so rude?" he asked.

"Because you were being all weird and I thought you were following me or something when you changed classes."

He let out a laugh, obviously not trying to contain it as he usually did and I couldn't help but smile. His laugh was nice. Melodic. Carefree.

"I didn't mean to give you that impression," he said.

"You're forgiven."

He smiled at me and I couldn't help the blush that I could feel creeping on my face.

"How about you tell me some stuff about yourself," he suggested.

I hadn't really planned to get into any life stories, and I didn't know him well enough to give him the harder details, such as my mother's death, so I stuck to the basics.

The clock ticked on and we talked. I told him about where I came from, my move to Los Angeles, Alice, my parents (excluding the fact that one of them was dead) and small funny details of my childhood. From him, I learned a lot too.

He was born and raised in Chicago. His dad was a lawyer and his mom didn't work, since his dad made enough money that she didn't have to. He had a brother named Jacob and a sister named Leah. He and his siblings weren't that close and hardly ever talked after he had moved. He had always been interested in films and movies, and knew he wanted to be involved in it when he got older. He also wanted to become a screenwriter, which I had figured out, since he was in my "Introduction to Screenwriting" class, but I refrained from saying the snide comment.

I looked at the watch on my wrist and saw that it was after 5.

"Do you need to go?" he asked.

"Oh, no, I just wasn't aware that we had been talking so long."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, glancing at the screen before putting it away.

"Yeah, sorry. I didn't mean to hold you here."

I couldn't help but laugh at his assumption. I had honestly been having a pretty decent time. The conversation had not grown boring and there was never an awkward silence.

Edward always seemed to know what to say and seemed to talk just the right amount, never making me do most of it, and never babbling on and on.

"I would like to say that our outing was eventful but I don't think either of us got any of our intended work done," I said, feeling a small blush on my face.

I tried to duck my head and hide it, but he immediately noticed and I saw him laugh under his breath.

"What movie did you pick for your movie?" I asked, wanting to start up another topic.

"It's a movie called 50 shades of Grey," he said.

My brow furrowed in confusion. "Never heard of it."

He nodded. "You should watch it one day. It's very informative."

I saw a smile flicker of some strange emotion in his eyes. It was gone before I could properly figure out what it was, but I couldn't help but label it has desire. Or lust.

Or maybe I was just, once again, over thinking things, making them much more complicated than they should be.

I let the subject drop and the atmosphere was beginning to feel uncomfortable for the first time tonight.

"Well, I should probably get going. You know, finish up this homework," I said nervously.

His eyes seemed to change from compassionate to slightly irritated.

"You don't have to leave. We came here to talk and do some homework together, so let's do the homework. Together."

I wasn't sure what to say. I didn't want to be rude and turn him down, but I really did need to get home. This wasn't the only work I had to do, and the later I stayed out, the more time I was wasting.

I decided to try and think of a good excuse other than homework. That was lame and he would think I was trying to get away.

I looked around for a moment and noticed the sign on the front door. Perfect.

"I would love to stay but we have to leave anyway. The shop closes at 6 and we won't be able to finish any homework that we start."

I expected this to rain him in, but instead his smile seemed to grow slightly.

"That's fine. Why don't you just come back to my place and we can do the work there," he suggested.

I wasn't sure if my heart had skipped a beat, but it definitely felt like it. He wanted me to come to his room? Alone? If Alice were hear, she would have slapped me silly for even thinking about it, but I couldn't ignore the temptation.

"Girls aren't allowed in the Boy's dorms though," I added.

He shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of his coffee before looking back at me.

"Well I guess it's a good think that I live off campus. Isn't it?"

WOW! This chapter was super fun to right. I was originally going to go further into what happens after the coffee shop date, and whether Bella does or doesn't go home with Edward, but I will save that for next chapter :-D. Yes, I'm a bitch like that. Don't worry, you'll survive. Anyway, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW. Leave reviews and add this story to your subscription to show your love! Next chapter will be up sometime this weekend. Maybe Monday. I promise it will be worth it. Thanks for reading!