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BPOV

I followed an irate Alice; Edward trailed behind me with a smug smile plastered on his

face. He really seemed to love driving Alice off the deep-end. I slid into the front seat of

her Porsche and fastened my seatbelt. Edward hopped into the backseat, and Alice took

her place behind the wheel. As we drove she glared lividly at Edward. He just smiled and

sat there like we were going to get an ice-cream cone. In a matter of minutes we were

parked in front of an Italian café. A dark wooden sign that read Café Ciao hung above a

low doorway that led to a dark room filled with short tables and chairs. I should have

known that Alice would bring us to a café directly across from the Bridal Emporium.

"Alice," I groaned. "Do we have to plan the wedding now?" I asked pouting. "Silly Bella," her voice was calm and composed.

"YES WE HAVE TO PLAN YOUR WEDDING NOW! It's in less than a month!" Her pent up aggravation at Edward exploded in

my face like a firecracker. The strangers that were staring moments ago were

now looking away quickly, trying to avoid eye contact. I looked at Edward and he gently

took my hand. I let Alice lead us to a table that was on the far side of the building. She sat

down gracefully, motioning for Edward and me to do the same. Edward, of course in all

his perfectness, sat down fluidly. I, on the other hand, caught my foot on the rug, tripped

and nearly gave myself a concussion. Edward's strong, marble-like hands caught me

before my head came into contact with the floor. He lifted me gently and placed me in the

chair next to him, so that I was sitting opposite of Alice. "Now Bella," she began her

voice sugar-coated. "I'm gonna order you something to drink and then I'll show you what

I've come up with so far." Her sweetness was staring to scare me. "Hi, my name is Lydia. What can I get you?" A tall red-

headed waitress said. Her eyes danced from me to Edward as she shifted to face Alice. "One decaf skinny mocha latte

blender, with a pinch of cinnamon please." Lydia scribbled furiously on the pad as she took Alice's order.

"Will that be all ma'am?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. Alice nodded and the

waitress left. I stared in shock at the little pixie-like person that sat opposite of me. I

didn't realize I was gawking at her until Edward began to shake my shoulder. "Bella,

Bella?" he looked worried. Just then, Lydia came back with the skinny-latte-cinnamon-

thing. I looked at Alice then I looked at the coffee, then back at Alice. "What is this?" I

asked dumbfounded. I didn't even know you could order coffee like that; if it was coffee.