Chapter 4

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I was starting to get frustrated.

"Just tell me where we are going Edward!" I screeched. I shifted in my seat so that I could stare out my window; as usual Edward was driving so fast that everything outside was a blur. He grabbed my hand, his cold skin felt good against mine.

"Bella," he sighed. I didn't look at him. He chuckled.

"You are so…" he started, my head whipped around

"So what?" I asked I was irritated now.

"You are so stub-burn sometimes" he finished.

"Gee thanks" I retorted sarcastically.

"You know what I mean" of course I did, he wasn't the first to tell me that.

"I know" I gave up helplessly. He kissed the top of my head lightly.

"Please" I begged

"What?" he asked. I knew that he was well aware of what I meant but I answered anyway

"Tell me where we are going, please," I mumbled. I continued staring out me window, then I realized that we were slowing down.

"There's no point in me telling you since we are here" I turned to look at him and he smiled my favorite, crooked smile. He stopped the car, got out, and walked around to open my door. Strangely and surprisingly, I wasn't interested in where we were any opened my door for me and pulled me t of his car. I looked around and gasped when I realized we were only in Port Anglos. What were we going to do here? And why had Alice put me in this costume if we are just in Port Anglos? Granted that normal jeans are comfortable, but these were to tight to be. And the top, it wasn't that it's not comfortable, it was just not me, to frilly and pink for my style. And the shoes! How could I forget the painful and dangerous, to high of heels? This was all too much for Port Anglos.

"Ready?" he asked

"Oh, um, yeah" I said. He put his arm around my waist and started walking forward. We walked into the movie theater; I looked around and finally asked...

"Are we really going to see a movie?"

"If you don't want to we can do something else." he said " do you want to leave?" he asked

"No, its just that...I thought maybe...well since this is our last night together...before my cousins come..." I started but he cut me off

"Trust me Bella, it's not our last night" that really confused me but before I could ask, something caught my attention. I looked away from Edward and saw Mike and Jessica standing, staring at me, both of them with their mouths open wide.

"Oh...um, hey guys" I called and I started blushing. Mike started glaring at Edward while Jess was almost to the point of tears with jealousy. I tried to smile but the effort was half-hearted.

"Bella, what are you doing here?" Jess finally asked. I was about to answer but thankfully Edward spoke for me

"She's on a date with me" and at that Mike was giving Edward the death glare. There was awkward silence.

"So what movie are you guys seeing?" I tried to start a conversation.

"Oh um the new romantic comedy I think" Mike answered

"Valentines day" Jess corrected him. "What about you?" she asked trying not to be rude (mainly for Edwards sake). I looked up at Edward and he looked at me.

"Actually we are just leaving" Edward answered. I sighed in relief knowing that that's what Edward and I were most likely going to see. And Mike seemed ecstatic that we weren't going to stay (again because of Edward).

"I think our movie is about to start" Jessica said to Mike, they turned around and started walking away.

"Bye Bella" Jess called over her shoulder. After that Edward walked me to his car and started the engine.

"So what now?" I asked once we were pulling out of the parking lot. I figured that Alice would have seen this so it would have been no surprise to Edward that Mike and Jess were there. But why would he take us there if we were just going to leave?

"I thought we might go have a picnic on the beach...if that's ok with you?" he told me

"What beach" I asked. That through me for a loop... the only beach that's close to town is in La Push...and none of that Cullens are allowed there.

"Its called Jefferson Cove.... its not to far from forks.... but its not in the Quileutes territory... its near Oil City."(It's actually a real place, look it up on google maps) he explained.

I had heard of Oil city before but haven't gone there. Although it was only about 20 miles from Forks. And with Edward driving that would take us about 10 minuets...if he went his usual speed of about 110mph.

"Ok that's sound cool" I wasn't sure if cool was the right word.

"Indeed it does," he agreed. When we got there, there was a little iron table with two matching chairs set up on a little wooden stage that came up less than foot off the ground. The mini stage was on the beach, just out of the tides reach. The ocean was calm, and everything was quiet except the seagulls (there were no other people in sight). Edward pulled out one of the chairs for me and right as I was sitting my stomach growled very loudly. I giggled to my self. Edward sat down and a guy showed up wearing what looked like a waiters costume. The man started talking in what sounded like French. When he finished what ever he was saying Edward replied in, most likely, perfect French. It sounded like he said "rien pour moi, mais elle aura un soda et une assiette de pâtes." but of course I had no idea what that meant, he was probably ordering something for me to eat. I looked around to see where the restaurant was, sure enough; a long ways down the beach there was a little shack with a lit sigh on top of it. The waiter left and was back with my food within 8 minuets. He placed a soda and a bowl of pasta in front of me and I started scarfing it down. When I finished the waiter came back to get the plates and Edward handed him a hundred dollar bill. The man took the bill and put it in a little black check-holder.

"Gardez la monnaie" Edward said to the waiter. The man looked shocked.

"Merci!" the man said in a shaky voice.

Edward stood up and walked me back to his car.

"Oh that was wonderful. Thank you." I managed to choke out, my cheeks were burning I was blushing so hard. We drove back to my house in silence, not because one of us was angry but because I was to exhausted to talk and he could see that. When I got home Charlie was asleep on the couch, I decided it would be best to let him know I was home so he didn't freak out in the morning. I tapped him lightly on the shoulder and that seemed to do the trick.

"Hey dad I'm home," I whispered to him

"Oh...good..." he said while he got up and headed for the stairs. I was right behind him. He disappeared into his room and I did the same. Naturally Edward was in there sitting on my bed waiting for me.

"Hey" I whispered to him as I slipped into a pair of old sweats and a t-shirt.

"You look exhausted," he pointed out.

"I am," I said while I crawled under the covers and he put his arms around me, I snuggled closer to him.

"Did you enjoy your self tonight?" he asked

"Yes, of course I did tonight was perfect. But I'm just curious..." I started but was interrupted by a yawn "why did you even bother going to the movie if we didn't stay? Why didn't we just go straight to the beach?"

"Well I thought..." he started but I was unconscious before he really said anything.