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New Beginnings
A Twilight Fanfic
Chapter 4
Bella's POV
After we left the company, we realized that it was already 11:32 AM so we decided to head out to lunch right then. I kept asking Edward to tell me where we were going, but he would just smile at me and shake his head. After begging, I just stopped, and crossed my arms in front of my chest, and pouted, causing him to chuckle.
"Bella, Bella, Bella. If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?" he said.
"But it's not a surprise, it's a lunch" I argued.
"Yes, but the place is a surprise." He laughed.
I just huffed and sat quietly, deciding to look out the window. By the time we got there, it was 12:07 PM. We pulled up in front of a restaurant called Twilight, which seemed very expensive. I immediately turned to Edward, and glared.
"This better not be expensive, Edward," I said.
"Don't worry, it's not. Its fine, but that doesn't matter because I'm paying the bill," he laughed.
"No, I think we can both afford to pay our own bills," I glared at him.
"Ah, I'm sure we can, but not today," he smiled a crooked smile at me, and his smile immediately shut me up.
Do you know you dazzle me with that smile, Edward?
I was startled out of my thought with Edward opening my door, and offering me his hand to help me out. I took his hand, gratefully, and stepped out of the car. He shut the door behind me, and handed the keys to a young man, who I believed, was going to park the car. I shot a glare at Edward, and he smiled at me, sweetly.
Not expensive, huh? I don't think all restaurants have people parking cars, Edward.
Edward offered me his arm to slip mine through, and so I did, blushing a bit while I did it.
This is definetely turning out to be a date, not just a lunch.
As we walked – arm in arm - with one another, I got a lot of glares from women passing by. I just tried not to notice, because I wasn't one to rub it into their faces more. Besides, Edward wasn't mine.
We walked into the restaurant, and over to one of the waitress'.
"Seating for two, please," said Edward.
"Of course, right this way, sir" said the waitress.
We followed her to a seating in the corner of the restaurant. Once we were seated, she gave Edward two menus. I didn't fail to notice that the blonde-haired waitress was only paying attention to Edward. Edward handed me one of the menus, and I thanked him, and he simply nodded at me. After about 5 minutes, the waitress asked Edward what we wanted to order, and Edward stared over at me.
"Bella?" he asked.
"Oh, uh, I'd like to have Buttermilk Fried Chicken please," I ordered.
"Buttermilk fried chicken?" asked Edward.
"My mother made it for me a lot when I was younger, it's delicious," I smiled.
"Alright then, two buttermilk fried chickens please," said Edward to the waitress.
"Any drinks?" she asked.
"I'd like a coca-cola," I said.
"A sprite for me," said Edward, flashing me one of his crooked smiles.
Stupid dazzling smiles.
While we ate, Edward and I discussed various things of our lives.
"So you were raised in Phoenix?" he asked, intrigued.
"Yes, and came to Seattle when I was 17." I told him.
"Which one do you like better?" he asked, chewing on a bite of chicken.
"I, personally, like Seattle better. It made me actually grasp the responsibilities of becoming an adult faster. Normally, if I had been in Phoenix, I would probably still act immature, and more childish, and in Seattle I met a totally different atmosphere, and the people are much more different there," I explained.
"That's really interesting. You honestly do look at life through a different perspective, don't you, Bella?" he smiled at me.
"I guess, but that's what makes me so unique," I giggled, winking at him, causing him to chuckle.
"Yes, it makes you very unique," he said.
The rest of the night went by with us chatting about previously things in our life like childhood, and such. Before I knew it, Edward was dropping me back off at my hotel room, at 2:23 PM. He parked his car, and walked me to my hotel room, which was on the 6th floor. We both stood in front of my door now. I was blushing a bit, and felt as if this were more of a date. I was considering whether to kiss him on the cheek. I decided I wouldn't do it – yet. I smiled and looked up at him, and his green eyes seemed to search mine for something.
"Edward, I had a great time at lunch today." I said, looking up at him.
"I did as well, Bella," he smiled at me.
"So, are you going to come to pick me up again tomorrow morning?" I asked.
"Yes, at 9 AM again," he informed me, and I nodded in understanding.
"Would you like to come inside?" I offered.
"Not today, Bella. Perhaps some other time, I've got to go, Eric has some work with me," he smiled, sweetly.
I could see in his eyes that he didn't want to go. Does he feel the same way about me?
"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow, Edward. Bye," I smiled at him.
"Bye, Bella. Take care," he said, never taking his eyes away from mine.
I had to almost peel my eyes off of him, as I turned towards my door and unlocked it. Once I got inside, I turned around and smiled at him one last time. He smiled back at me, like he always did.
Don't go, Edward.
"Bye, Bella," he said, as he backed away from my door.
"Bye, Edward" I said, as I felt my heart start feeling heavy.
He gave me one last smile, before he left, and then I closed my door. I sat down onto the couch that was in the hotel room.
Hurry up tomorrow.
