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Chapter 10
Rosalie's POV
"Finally. I thought you were never going to show up. This place is so god damn boring, I swear," I grumbled, looking up at Emmett.
"Sorry babe," he said, but he actually had a huge smile on his face.
"What?" I asked him, though I was annoyed that he called me babe, I was even more annoyed at Alice for getting me into this mess. Where the heck was she?
"Nothing. Just, I have been having fun so far," he said. I looked at him for a moment, and then rolled my eyes.
"So, how about we blow this place and go do something actually fun?" I asked.
"Oh, why not? I am going to need you for more than," he paused to look at his watch, "six minutes and 47 seconds."
I grinned. "Then let's go," I said. He glanced at some plant for some reason unknown to me, and then said sure.
"Alright, where do you want to go?" I asked. He raised his eyebrows at me.
"What?" I asked him.
"I thought you would want to pick where we are going. Aren't you the controlling type?" he asked.
"What?" I asked. I didn't really care about the controlling diss, I actually was, I had to have everything in control, but how did he know?
"What?" he asked me.
"How would you know that?" I pressed.
"How would you know that?" he asked me. I groaned; I hated this game. Next to me, Emmett let out a groan. I shook my head, my copycat did the same.
"Fine, be immature," I said.
"Fine, be immature," he mimicked.
"It doesn't bother me," I hinted, hoping this would get him to stop, but he saw through my bluff apparently.
"It doesn't bother me," he said, now in a singsong voice. Great, this was just great! How could I like a guy that acted like he was three?
I shut up for a moment. He did too, but when I turned my head one way, he would too, and so on.
"I am an idiot," I said.
"Rosalie is an idiot," he mimicked. I slapped him.
"Hey, what was that for?" he asked.
"You don't know?" I asked, irritated now.
"Well, fine, but wow, you have some power," he said. I blushed. Me? Awe crap, here I am, annoyed at him, yet he could still compliment me and make me blush, how did this work out?
"Thank you," I said curtly.
"So really, where do you want to go?" he asked.
"Um, I'm not sure," I said.
"We could go miniature golfing," he suggested. I smiled. I was awesome at this game.
"Sure, but just to warn you, I am not that good. You are going to have to show me," I said. A smile stretched across his face at this.
"No problem! You will be learning from a pro," he said. I giggled on the outside, but really, I was planning on having a little game of my own. I wonder if he would fall for a little hustling.
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Bella's POV
"Hey Holden," I said, as he sat down.
"Hello Amanda," he replied with a chuckle.
"So, are you ever going to tell me why you keep appearing where I am? Are you a stalker?" I asked.
"Well, actually, one of my friends told me to come down here because he said he saw the girl I had been talking to at the library yesterday. Needless to say, I was intrigued, so I came. And now here I am," he said.
"Good, because I really wouldn't want to get a restraining order on you," I joked, he laughed.
"Well, you couldn't anyway because you don't even know my real name," he said, raising an eyebrow at me and smiling a goofy grin.
"Okay, so why don't you tell me your name?" I hinted. He smiled.
"I will tell you mine if you tell me yours, Amanda Hold," he said.
Now it was my turn to grin. "Sure thing, Holden McGroin," I said, he laughed.
"Alright, my name is Edward Mason," He said, extending a hand.
"Bella Swan," I said, taking his hand. His fingers were cold, but I didn't really notice because I was holding Holden's- I mean Edward's- hand.
"So, Bella, what do you want to talk about? I have a whole eight minutes left to try and woo you," he said.
"Woo me? Do you like to talk as if you were born a century ago or what?" I joked.
"It's just a phrase, and I will have you know that it is becoming more and more popular again, especially with the younger set," he said and I laughed.
"So, you think you need more than that amount of time, or are you not able to, using your phrase, woo me within that time frame. I guess you aren't up to the challenge," I said, pretending to yawn at him.
"Fine then, Miss Swan, would you like me too use my moves?" he asked. I laughed.
"Do your best to seduce me," I joked.
"Seduce. I just want a date, but alright," he said. I laughed again.
"Alright, so how's this one?" he asked. "I was going to wait until the end of the night to kiss you, but you are so beautiful, I just don't think I can help myself," he said.
I actually leaned in a little bit. But then I shook my head. "Nice try, but it takes more than that to woo me," I said. He grinned.
"Oh, don't worry; I haven't even really started yet," he breathed.
"Alright then, good luck," I wished him, actually hoping that he would 'woo' me.
"Do you want to count shoulders?" he asked. Then he counted one, putting a hand on his shoulder, and then two, on his other shoulder, three, he put a hand on my shoulder, the one closest to me, and then four, he had his arm around me.
I rolled my eyes, noting his arm was a little cool, but it made me feel very, very, warm.
"Are you ready to give up yet?" he breathed in my ear. I shook my head, both answering his question and trying to get rid of his sweet smelling breath, which was now currently fogging up my brain.
"Not quite," he said.
Suddenly a bottle of wine was delivered to our table. "What is that?" Edward asked.
"Sir, this was delivered for you by a fan who wishes to remain anonymous," he said. Edward grinned and thanked him.
"A fan?" I asked.
"Oh, you know, from work," he said.
"What do you do for a living Edward?" I asked him, suspicious now.
"I work on a soap opera with one of my friends," he said. I just stared at him. I knew when I first saw him that he looked vaguely familiar; I had probably seen him on TV.
"You are a soap star," I blurted out. This was unreal, I had probably watched him on TV, not even realizing it was him. I mean, Rose was a huge fan of soap operas, but you would never guess it.
On the days where she didn't work in the mornings, she would be running on her little treadmill, with the TV set on Days Of our Lives, or All My Children.
"I wouldn't say star," he said, but he was grinning. He was enjoying this, I could tell.
"What are you on, and you work with your friend?" I asked. I had many more questions, but whatever.
"Let's see, I am on General Hospital, and I work with one of my best friends. Actually, one of my other friends used to be on it with us, but on the show, they needed a new plot twist so he had to steal something and then disappear to a remote island in the Caribbean. They said he would return in a few months though," Edward said.
"You have got to be kidding me," I mumbled. He was on General Hospital, where he probable played some gorgeous doctor. And he has two friends, both who are or had in the past, worked on the show, too.
"You can't make this stuff up," Edward said, grinning.
And then the little bell rang.
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Hope you enjoyed, this isn't a cliffy, is it? I hope not.
I am so sorry, but starting tomorrow, I am going to be leaving to go on a vacation for about ten days, and I probably won't have a chance to update! I will try my hardest to write a good chapter while on the drive there, but I don't think I will have much internet access, so I am SO, SO, SO, SO, SORRY!
But I promiose if I don't get a chance, the moment I get back, I will post a new, hopefully long and fabulous, chapter!!
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