It was so loud that I couldn't hear my thoughts. As I walked down one of the busiest streets in San Francisco. I agreed to meet Green Eyes for lunch in a pizzeria.
As I opened the door the bell ringed signalling my entrance.
Grey hair, a brunette, a blonde… Ah, there he is. Among the crowd I easily spotted the outstanding, bronze hair.
He looked up and smiled at the sight of me. You know what they call it? Love from first sight. You know, he smiles you melt, laughing at all his jokes? Yeah, right. I almost snorted at the thought.
I sat down in the booth and took in his appearance- white shirt with a few buttons undone and sleeves rolled up, a tie loosely hanging around his neck and wild hair. By the look of him I imagine he drank a lot of coffee today to survive this day.
"Hello, Bella." He greeted me. I didn't even know his name!
"Hi." That will have to do. I have to admit he was handsome.
"My name is Edward Cullen. Forgive me for not introducing myself earlier." And a gentleman.
"Of course. I understand"
With a smile he handed me the stolen note. Our attempt at small talk wasn't successful, so I was grateful for the coming waitress. Ordering pasta I worried about the uncomfortable silence that's to come. And with his order the waitress exited.
"So what do you like to read?" Edward asked attempting –I think- to make a small talk again. I wasn't about to be unco-operative.
"I like Wuthering Heights, Pride and Prejudice and Sense and Sensibility."
"I don't understand why you like it. The characters are ghastly people who ruin each others' lives. I don't know how Heathcliff and Cathy ended up being ranked with couples like Romeo and Juliet or Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy. It isn't a love story, it's a hate story."
"You have some serious issues with the classics," I snapped.
"Perhaps it's because I'm not impressed by antiquity." He smiled, evidently satisfied that he'd distracted me. "Honestly, though, why do you like it so much?" His eyes were vivid with real interest now, trying to unravel the convoluted workings of my mind. He reached across the
table with evident curiosity on his face.
"What is it that appeals to you?" His sincere curiosity disarmed me.
"I'm not sure," I said "I think it's something about the inevitability. How nothing can keep them apart — not her selfishness, or his evil, or even death, in the end. . . ." His face was thoughtful as he considered my words. After a moment he smiled a teasing smile. "I still think it would be a better story if either of them had one redeeming quality."
"I think that may be the point," I disagreed. "Their love is their only redeeming quality."
"I hope you have better sense than that — to fall in love with someone so ... malignant."
"Don't worry, I do."
After that our talk continued easily through eating our food and long after.
A/N Ok, I know it has been a long time but I was on my holidays. I'm going away on Monday at 5:30 so I hope I will be able to update a chapter tomorrow as well. I hope all of you will stay with me even through the long spaces between updating. As always, review and thank you all!
