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CHAPTER 7: The Human Shaped Fern
BPOV
"Eddie?" I asked just to be sure. He nodded and I smiled. "So, you're the elusive friend of my best friend's boyfriend?" Confusing.
He looked a bit bewildered. "And you're theirs?" he asked, I nodded. "Well then, its an honor to meet you Blush."
"Blush? They called me BLUSH?"
"Well, it's better than Eddie."
"Let's just forget these nicknames."
"Agreed."
"So, how did you're friends convince you to come on this date?"
"They threatened my music collection, and of course Emmet was going to get painfully annoying" I laughed, blackmail, that sounded like something Alice would do. Thinking more about it, it was probably work of her meddling and convincing. "What about you?"
"Well first Alice bored me talking about the difference between sea green and turquoise, so when I zoned out she asked me something and I agreed. It turns out I had agreed to go out with you." At the end I could tell he was barely containing his laugh, it looked like he ad to go, I started outright laughing at his face and soon we were both laughing at each others situations.
"Well, now that we're here, and calm" cue giggle, "have I told you, you look beautiful?" I blushed.
"No, have I told you that you look incredibly handsome in those clothes?" he was wearing a pair of black slacks and a button down blue shirt.
He smiled sheepishly. "Well, to tell you the truth, Jasper showed up with them this afternoon. Alice chose them out, it looks like she wanted us to match." He said while pointing out his blue shirt and my blue ensemble.
"Typical Ally." We both started laughing again. Soon we were talking avidly and we glared at the waiter when he interrupted us to take our order.
"I'll have the-" I was about to order when something caught my eye. Up in the ventilation system, something was moving. Better said, two something's, spying on our date. I looked around a bit more when I felt someone nudge me. I looked up and saw Edwards green eyes.
"You'll have the what?" he asked. Oh! I had spaced out.
"Um… the bi fun noodles, not too spicy please." The waiter nodded and left our table, I guess he had already taken Edwards order. I saw the man who had been our server start talking to one of the waitresses, who was wearing designer clothes and six inch heels, yet was still relatively short.
I knew who that was: Alice and that's what she had bought at the costume store: a waitress disguise, a wig and contacts. Jasper was probably hidden somewhere around here too.
"Bella!" his annoyed voice brought me back to the present.
"Oh, sorry Edward. I was just…" they were probably listening too. I motioned for him to get closer. And I whispered in his ear. "Looking at our spying friends."
"Our what?" he exclaimed, slightly surprised. "Jasper and Emmet wouldn't do that." He said whispering again.
"Alice can convince anyone. By the way, see the waiter who's standing by the big plant, the one with the yellow heels?" he nodded. "That's Alice; if you look carefully you'll see the strands of black hair peeking out from the red."
His eyes widened.
"And see the vent up there, above our heads,"
"yes.."
"I've been hearing suspicious noises come from there for a while now and I've figured out that's its Emmet and Rosalie, although what they're doing I don't know." We both shuddered at the thought.
"So all that's missing is Jasper" he said.
"All that's missing is Jasper." I echoed. He stopped to think for a moment.
"Hey Bella," I looked up to him. "Do you mind eating somewhere else, some where more, privet?" he whispered while motioning with his head so I knew he talked about our friends.
"Actually, I don't really mind. But, we can't go without leaving them something to talk about…" I had a plan forming in my head, and I was itching to try it out. "Lets pretend to have a fight. We'll shout a bit and storm out of the restaurant. Then we can be alone."
"Ok." He agreed, "I'll start."
"No why do you get to start?" I answered a little bit louder.
"Because I'm older!" he shouted
"I don't care if you're older or if you're younger you're still a JERK!"
"A JERK?! LOOK WHO'S TALKING! : THE QUEEN OF THE SNOBS!" he bellowed.
"QUEEN OF THE SNOBS? HOW ORIGINAL, NOT!"
People were starting to look at us, some amused, others horrified. But all I could see was Alice with a look of disbelief on her face; she was probably wondering what had gone wrong.
"WELL, SINCE YOU YHINK I'M SOOOO UNORIGINAL I'M LEAVING!" He was halfway to the door when he turned around and, winking at me continued yelling, "AND BY THE WAY I HATE YOUR SKIRT!" Nice. I thought.
"WELL I'M LEAVING TOO! AND I HATE YOUR SHIRT!" I screeched, even though he was halfway out the door. When we were safely out of hearing distance I gave him a hug and we both started laughing. I decided to leave my car here so I could ride with him.
When we left the parking lot and started to drive I noticed that the car in front of us was full of bumper stickers. I read some of them and started laughing. I was shaking in my seat; Edward looked at me and I just pointed at the bottom back part of the car in front of us:
'Always remember you're unique, just like everyone else'
'Ever stop to think, and forget to start again?'
'Don't steal....The Government hates Competition'
Soon he was laughing with me. After we calmed down we started talking again.
"So, where are we going to have diner tonight?" he asked.
"Um… Starbucks?" I asked with a smile.
"You love Starbucks don't you?" he was smiling at me indulgently.
"Actually… it's a long story, I'll tell you about it sometime." He didn't seem satisfied but he let it go. It was all I was going to tell him for now, I mean, how do you tell someone that your dad owns Starbucks and you're filthy rich?
After buying some frappuchinos and a couple of cookies and muffins we sat down on one of the couches.
"Have you considered acting?" I asked my mouthful of muffin.
"No… why, am I any good?" he asked, a smug smile slowly spreading on his lips.
"Maybe…" I answered. "By the way, insulting my skirt, nice touch, Alice picked it out." He laughed. "So, what are we going to tell our friends? That we caught them in fragantti or that we hate each others guts. Well, Rose will probably know that the second option isn't true, but we could let her in on the secret." He nodded.
"Just out of curiosity, does Alice do the meddling and spying thing often?"
"Yep." I said popping the 'p'. "It's one of her hobbies, third only to shopping and makeovers. If she didn't want to be a fashion designer she'd probably become a CIA agent."
"So… have you ever thought of using her meddling to your advantage?"
"No…" I said tentatively, wondering what he was thinking.
"Well, my idea is to tell everyone but her how our date really went, and knowing Alice she won't give up on us and she'll start planning dates for us on every possible occasion, meaning no effort on our part but great dates."
"Interesting" I said actually thinking it was a good idea.
"Now, let's take bets: what do you think Jasper was dressed up as?"
"Um… I don't know… a customer? What do you think?"
"Actually, I have a pretty good guess. While I was getting ready this evening a saw a giant hat in Jaspers closet and from the look of it he was gluing branches on it. I think he was the big fern that was beside Alice."
Hum, maybe. "It was Jasper sized."
The date, just like our other encounters, flowed perfectly from beginning to end. It was worthy of a romantic movie; and just like this morning I had to resist the urge to kiss Edward. He just looked so kissable in that blue shirt…
when the date was over a few things happened: the least important of them occurred when he drove me to my car and parked in front of Wagaboo. He got out of the car and hurried to the passenger side to open my door for the second time tonight. I got out and politely told him I could do it myself, that I had arms. He smiled and just shrugged.
When we got to my car his eyes widened appreciatively. I smiled, it normally got those reactions. He hurried over to it and started stroking the purple paint. I laughed at his antics.
"Do like it Mr. Car collector?" he nodded. "So… Want to drive it?" I asked dangling the keys in front of his eyes. He smiled that crooked smile of his and looked at me, a mischievous glint in his suddenly more aware eyes.
"Only if you drive mine." He handed me the keys to his impressive Vanquish, that car was blush worthy… how would Rosalie put it? 'Sex on wheels'.
I got in and just as I looked out the window I saw my purple car zoom by.
'Nanananannanana' my alert tone, I had a text message.
TO: BELLA (613355346)
FROM: EDWARD (651287439)
Hey B!-
Gr8t d8!
I had n idea… in sted of just trying them out lets switch cars! Pleez don't hurt my baby! I'll give urs bac Thurs. promise!
Don't h8 me h8 my idea!! If u hav any Q's call me…
U no u like me!
Xoxo
-Mr. Bond
A.K.A: Mr. Car Collector, E…
What? We had just traded cars? I don't remember agreeing to that… I guess I have to call him.
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