Just College.

Chapter 3: Unexpected but Bliss.

(Edward's POV)

I ran my hand through my chaotic hair as I made my way to my dorm room-room 131.

Emmett was right beside me, rambling on about the two chicks we'd just encountered.

"Seriously, who are they? They were so hot, but they just couldn't be easy, could they?" He griped.

I smirked haughtily at the thought of those conceited girls.

The brunette had been pretty dang attractive, and her toffee-nosed persona was even more inviting.

I liked a challenge…

It looks like College will be interesting.

"Emmett, if they were easy, this would be boring." I snickered thoughtfully.

Emmett briefly considered that and then mirrored my smirk.

I was so spot on…how inevitable.

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(Bella's POV)

"Bells, I swear I'm going to eat them alive!"Rosalie snarled, her hazel eyes narrowed into teeny slits.

It had been about an hour since our clash with Edward and Emmett Cullen, and in that time we'd found our room, put away our luggage and sat down at a coffee shop on campus-but Rose was still enraged with their behaviour.

I, on the other hand, had finally cooled down and was sipping my cold coffee serenely-whilst Rosalie continued to gnash her teeth complaining about it.

That was so habitual of Rosalie.

She had a knack for holding grudges and not resting until she got her revenge.

It was frankly, something I'd normally admire, her powerful, waggish vendetta, but in this state of affairs, I'd had enough of her livid complaints.

"Rose, calm down." I suggested meekly.

Rosalie finally met my gaze, with a furious look.

"Calm down?! Those hooligans were looking at us like…ugh!" She spat, venom pounding in her voice.

I winced. Rose had a really uncontrollable temper that even frightened me at times.

Rosalie sighed when she saw my terrified expression in reaction to her tantrum.

She sighed with compunction, finally being reasonable.

"You see? It's better to forget about it." I enlightened.

She let out a rueful sigh and then looked down at the brownie in front of her.

"You're right." She finally established with reasoning and concord.

For the first time in that hour, her voice finally had been drained of all venom and loathing, and was back to its lovely, alluring nectar-sweet pitch.

Thank the Lord.

"Hey, can I get you anything else?" A pleasurable, bell-sounding voice sang.

I whirled my neck around to discover a waitress in front of our coffee table.

WOW. I thought enviously as I eyeballed the waitress.

She was striking, with slick midnight ebony tresses that was cropped short in a tasteful and trendy pixie-like fashion, ice blue eyes that sparkled like aquamarine stones against her snowy white facial appearance and a tiny, petite, supermodel body.

I was certain I'd never seen anyone akin to her before, but I couldn't help but wonder why she looked so familiar.

"Yeah, um, I'd like a caramel latte." Rosalie ordered. I looked at my best friend to find her irises had swivelled down to the waitresses' delicate feet and then widened in what looked like…shock?

"Hey, are those Jimmy Choos?" My charming friend enquired, stunned.

The girl looked down at her feet and so did I, to be surprised to find the waitress was indeed wearing cobalt high heels that were designer.

She beamed. "Yeah, I got them a couple months ago."

"If you could afford them, why are you working here?" I blurted out, and blushed. That came out really cocky and snide, even for me, Bella Swan.

But she just cackled, her rich, shrill voice melodic. "My parents wanted me to learn the value of a dollar so they made me take a job, but I don't mind." She explained.

"Oh, cool…" Rosalie murmured. She then cleared her throat and spoke louder. "I'm Rosalie by the way."

"And I'm Bella." I added in a fairly sociable tone.

"Alice." She replied, smiling graciously.

Alice turned out to be quite…cool, honestly. She was someone that Rose and I could hang out with, and that was something big, given that we had no other friends, willingly.

And I could see that Rose approved of her too.

But now the big question was: how do we make friends with her?

I hadn't made friends with anyone since kindi!

"Hey, do you guys want to go shopping at Big Apple Mall on Saturday? I need new clothes and it'd be cool to get girl advice." Alice asked.

Huh. I guess that's how. That was easy.

"Sure, we'll be there." Rosalie agreed.

"Awesome! Anyway, I'll be back with your latte." Alice then wandered off charmingly.

So…Rosalie Hale and I, upper class arrogant snobs had a new friend…that was unexpected, but bliss.

The only question was…why did she appear to be so recognizable?

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