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The water was too cold for me to swim in. I started gasping as soon as my feet were in there. I didn't go in all the way. I could only bare getting my feet wet nothing else, I was just stunned by the beauty of everything around me. I stayed there oblivious to the world around me for ten minutes.
I was lost in my world for a second, I realized that I actually missed New York, and I was nervous about college. I didn't think I would be. I have to admit I snuck in a lecture or two at NYU. I loved the environment. But it was that ' new kid ' feeling even though everyone is going to be new but I just, I don't know I was feeling nervous. And then there is Edward. I'm so awkward around him and I don't even know why! It's like for God's sake I'm around the Elite of the world and I get flustered around him!
"Bella!" I heard someone call my name, I turned to see that it was Rose
" Food's ready babe" she said waving.
I got out and a cool breeze made me shiver, and of course life loves me so much but nipples were as perky as a cheerleader. I flushed three different colors of red as I passed by a group of thirteen year old boys who were practically drooling their mouths hanging open. I folded my arms across my chest, and walked away. I put on my cardigan that helped but not by much.
" Here you go Bella" Edward handed me a plate. It had a slider burger with red cabbage coleslaw, a Greek salad, and roasted potatoes. It looked divine.
"Wow, thank you! You made this!" I asked the plate was warm and I was practically hugging it.
" I love to cook" he said.
He cooks! He cooks?
" Yeah, growing up we called him Edwarda" Emmet laughed and shoved another bit in his mouth.
" Do you not get tired of your own jokes Em?'' Edward glared.
" I think it's pretty cool that you cook, I'm the same way, I adore it. It's almost like therapy. It's even art!" I gushed, I think it was the food it had magical powers my God it was so fucking good!
They all laughed at me I shrugged and shoved another bite in my mouth.
" Um.. Bella?" Edward said in a small voice. Which was odd considering he had that asshole vibe to him the first time we 'met'.
" yeah?''
"Sorry about the other night it was wrong of me to act that way"
Oh, okay now that was very unexpected.
" Oh it's fine" I said blushing a bit.
" What the hell did you do assward?" Emmet asked eyeing his brother who glared back at him.
" it wasn't anything terrible he was just being a hypocrite" I said looked around I saw that my bit of information didn't really help a lot.
" he told me is shouldn't be wearing Valentino in this neighborhood, and he was wearing Armani, now would someone please pass the roasted potatoes" I asked looking down at my plate.
Only Edward and Rose new why he was really apologizing. I chose not to share that information, and I was glad that Rose caught on. I looked up and met Edward's gaze he smiled and mouthed ' thanks' to me. I smiled and looked away to where the sun was setting.
After we ate, and cleaned up, it got really awkward.
It was Twilight now, the families with kids went home and only the drunk, horny kids stayed. AKA Rose, Alice, Emmet, and Jasper. Edward and I sat there as the ' horny couples' made-out. Alice moaned so loudly that Edward just got up and held his hand out to me.
" Let's get the fuck out of here" he muttered under his breath.
"Please!" I exclaimed.
He grabbed a thermos and we walked as fast as we could away from them.
We were out of site now, it was a quite area. Very beautiful, I could see the Seattle skyline.
We sat down out legs crossed yoga style, and looked at each other.
And we just stated laughing.
" I- can't- even think straight!" he said gasping between his laugh outbursts.
" Oh my god they are like rabbits! Jesus! Like get a room!"
" Yeah, after Jaspers hands went into my little sisters pants that was my cue to leave'' he said laying back and still chuckling.
" Try being alone with them! When we were at that sushi restaurant!"
" Oh wow I'm so sorry, you should have left they wouldn't have even realized it!"
" I did, little did I know I was going to be harassed" I said jokingly.
He stop laughing though, and pushed himself off the floor a bit shifting his weight to his elbows.
" sorry, really I am, and about my dad also"
" I know, it's okay I proved you wrong" I smiled and was glad to see that he smiled too " Oh wow, so that was Carlisle Cullen?"
" The one and only, Emmet filled me in, hope you don't mind" he said with a sheepish look on his face.
" Not at all."
" You're different" he stated.
" Good different?" I asked laying back now next to him. It was easier not having to look in his eyes.
He smiled and nodded. " Tell me about you" he asked
" What do you want to know?''
" Okay so if I ask you a question you will answer honestly?''
" only if I get to ask you one back, for every question you answer, I will answer one as well." I said.
" Deal! what's your favorite color?'' he asked.
" That's random"
" you didn't answer my question Bella" he mocked.
" Fine, it changes from day to day" I said. He turned his head to look at me. And I met his gaze.
"Okay what's your favorite color today''
"Green" I sighed. Blushing a bit. " what's yours?"
" Brown" he said without hesitation. " do you read?''
" A lot"
" Do you have a favorite novel?"
" You have to be more specific, what genre?''
" Huh I guess you do read, okay Shakespeare"
" Othello" I said.
" really?"
" yes really, what were you expecting Rome & Juliet?"
" Well yeah. Kinda."
" I hate that play, I like some quotes form it but that's all . You know how they have a theory that Shakespeare didn't write all of his plays, I think that's the one that he didn't write"
" Why do you dislike it so much?" he asked. But he couldn't hid the chuckle.
" It's so stupid, and Romeo is a douche. He loves Rosaline then Juliet. They are like fourteen years old and it's so dumb. It always bothers me that she doesn't check his pulse"
He couldn't hold it in any more he just laughed." that's the best thing I have ever heard"
" What's yours?''
" I think would have to be King Lear "
" Oh yeah that is a good one"
"New York or Seattle"
" New York"
" but you haven't been here very long how can you judge?''
" I didn't say I didn't like Seattle, I just would choose New York over any other city"
" Why?"
" Because people go there saying that they want to make their dreams come true. And I just love being from the city of dreams"
" But it's a harsh society to live in"
" every society is harsh, and I think it depends on you, who you hang out with and what you do with your life, just because you live amongst wolves doesn't mean you have to act like them."
" okay I see your point"
" okay my turn, why do you own a coffee shop?"
"why not''
'' I know but your eighteen."
" nineteen'' he corrected.
" okay nineteen. Not many nineteen year-olds own coffee shops"
" I love coffee. I was in Rome one summer with my family, and our hotel was near a local café that has been there for centuries. I love how universal the culture of coffee is. So when I turned 18 my dad gave us all our trust funds I took mine and opened De La Luna. He was pissed that I unlike Emmet or Alice did something productive with my money. He said and I quote ' You think you'll do so great without me, you will be back begging me to bail you out of the shit that you got yourself into' but so far so good De la Luna is the best thing in my life now." he said. It felt like I was getting to see Edward, just a bit of him, and so far I really like what I see.
" wow" was all I could answer him.
" what about you what got you into coffee?''
" I was in Jordan, touring the country, and we were on the road and got lost, so we pulled up to this small house to ask for directions. No one spoke a word of English yet they somehow managed to invite us in and serve us coffee. Bedouin style with cardamn. It was like a god damn orgasm in a cup, never have I ever had as good of a coffee as that one and what. So I vowed to go around the world and explore all the types of coffee I could find. So far Vietnamese iced coffee, Turkish, Bedouin, Cuban, and espresso are my favorites."
" Here" he said, and I pulled myself up to see what he was holding it was the thermos that he brought with him. He poured some thing in the lid that served as a cup. It smelled powerfully of coffee. I took a sip.
" Oh my god!" I said as I practically downed it.
" It's a small local coffee shop in Iowa City, Iowa, that roasts its' own coffee. This is their Turkish blend. It's a French roast, yet it has the full flavor and you don't taste the burn."
" This is amazing! How on earth did you find this place?"
" Well I want to go visit that town but I met this guy in Portland at barista school that was from there, and he brought this with him. I have been in love with it." he took a sip out of the thermos and looked at me and smiled. And poured some more coffee in my cup.
" Thank you" I said taking a sip more slowly this time, wanting to enjoy it longer.
"Okay if you could go any place in the world now where would it be, and why you can't say New York. " he said with a smirk.
" I think I would say Alaska, I want to see the northern lights."
" Oh I have wanted to do that forever I was just afraid of Sarah Palin."
I burst out laughing. " You know now that you mentioned it"
" We should learn how to shoot a gun before we go there that's all I'm sayin'"
" Okay so what else do you do? Or do you just work at the café"
" I have many hobbies, so that keeps me busy when I'm not working at the shop. Though I have to change that now I'm going to UW this fall."
"You are? Me too registered today. So what's your major''
" English, and a minor in Philosophy. You?''
" English then off to Law school"
" Law'' he looked at me skeptically.
" not my idea, trust me. All I want to be is an English teacher."
" Parent's?"
" Yep."
" I know the feeling, why do you think I chose the two subjects that make the lowest pay ever"
" dude how are you still alive, I would have guessed that Carlisle would have killed you by know."
" What about you, what does Bella do with her free time"
" My nails" I said sarcastically.
" I wish"
" What's that supposed to mean" I look at my feet I knew that I wasn't that overdue for a pedicure.
" It would just make you easier to figure out." he said looking ahead now.
" why do you want to figure me out?'' I asked.
He looked into my eyes " I don't know" he said. And it was the truth. I could tell.
" I write, paint, and just live." I said.
"What do you write?"
" everything, anything, what ever comes to mind I guess."
" what do you paint?"
" I'm a copy cat. I love every thing by Jackson Pollock. So I paint his style a lot."
"how do you live?''
" I just do, I feel like I want to know everything and anything I can. Like there is so much out there and I want to know it all. So everyday it's like and adventure. I discover something new in myself and the people around me."
He sat there looking at me, in my eyes like he was trying to read my mind, soul, and heart. I tried to look away but I couldn't. like I was just paralyzed in his eyes a pool of liquid emerald green glass.
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