I got so many reviews within a day! I'm so excited! YAY!! I knew you'd be happy with the last chapter! There will be more fluff in this chapter, I promise! Maybe not so much drama in the next few, because I think this story is taking a turn for the better.
Special thanks to et114141 for making me laugh while I wrote this chapter.
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Just out of curiosity, what is your favorite line from the Twilight Saga? It can be from any of the books or the movies, I'm just curious if any of you have any particular line memorized by heart. I know I do…I have a couple, actually.
Edward was taking me out tonight, and I couldn't say I wasn't nervous. Because I was. I had constant butterflies in my stomach, and they'd even made me feel nauseous a few times. Every time my mind would wander onto another subject, I'd think of Edward, which would make me think of our date. Date. I was going on a date with Edward Cullen. I wasn't really scared, it was mostly nervousness and excitement.
"Bella, come here," Rosalie said, motioning her hand over. Alice was out with Jasper for a while, so Rosalie was subjected to playing Barbie with me tonight.
"So Edward told me to dress casual. You'll be outside for a little while," she told me. I nodded. I was glad Edward wasn't taking me to some fancy restaurant. I don't really mix well with them.
She walked over to her walk in closet and tapped her chin with her finger. She turned to me.
"Will you wear Converse?" I nodded. Good. She wasn't dressing me in some ridiculous pair of stiletto heels. This was already off to a good start. Rosalie emerged from the closet with a stack of clothes in her hand. A pair of black low-top Converse, a distressed denim mini skirt, a pair of black leggings, a dark blue long sleeved Hollister t-shirt (knowing Rosalie, one of the cheaper shirts she owned) and a collection of silver bangles. But what surprised me and kind of repulsed me the most was the royal blue padded bran and underwear set on top.
"It's a cute outfit, Rose, what are the bra and underwear for?" I asked. Edward and I certainly weren't that close. We'd only kissed for the first time last night!
"Just in case. You never know what might happen. Although, you are going out with Edward. He is the biggest man-prude in the world," she debated with herself. I rolled my eyes and stopped fighting with her, retreating to the bathroom to change.
When I emerged, I was almost happy with my appearance. Rosalie squealed.
"Oh my gosh, Bella! You look so adorable!" she exclaimed. She snatched one of my headbands from the vanity and handed it to me. I took it from her, confused. Why wasn't she playing Barbie with me like she usually did?
"What's that face?" she asked, noticing my expression. Stupid Rosalie and her stupid vampire perceptiveness.
"I was just wondering why you weren't playing Barbie with me right now?" I asked. She laughed her smooth, melodic laugh.
"Oh Bella, that's Alice's job! I'm just here to make sure she doesn't do anything drastic like shave off your eyebrows or set your hair on fire. Or any fashion disasters like making you pull a Britney Spears. Wearing one of those fishnet things over a bikini top. I swear she's only famous because she's pretty," Rosalie said, sticking her nose in the air. Somebody ate some sour grapes this morning.
"Okay, come here. I'm just going to give you a little bit of mascara and some lip gloss. We won't need blush, because Edward prefers it natural," she said, making my cheeks flush scarlet. A little bit of lip gloss and two layers of mascara later, I was ready. Rosalie stepped back to admire her work.
"Ah. A masterpiece. I call it…the Bella," she said, blowing a kiss at me as if she was a professional artist. I rolled my eyes and hurried out of the room. I grabbed my blue jacket from the closet near the stairs and slipped it onto my shoulders. I made sure my phone was in my pocket, it was, and walked into the kitchen to grab a snack before we left. Carlisle and Esme were talking quickly and softly to each other before I made myself known.
"Bella," Esme said, "you look cute." I smiled and opened a new box of granola bars. Carlisle cringed and held his nose.
"I could never understand why you humans ate stuff like that. It smells just revolting," Carlisle said, disgusted. Esme nodded in agreement.
"Esme, you used to eat these all of the time," I pointed out to her, taking a bite.
"What was wrong with me?" she asked, clearly still revolted. I heard someone clear their throat behind me. I whirled around to see Edward standing in the doorway, his hands in his pockets. He was wearing dark jeans and a forest green button down.
"Come on Carlisle, let's give them some privacy," Esme sia,d pushing Carlisle out of the room.
"Be safe you two! Don't do anything Emmett wouldn't do!" he called over his shoulder, making me blush. Edward chuckled as I looked away.
"Ready?" he asked, holding out his hand. I nodded, clasping my hand with his hard, cold one. He led me outside and to the edge of the woods. I raised my eyebrows in confusion.
"Why aren't we taking the car?" I asked, afraid of what he might say. I chuckled and crouched down a little, his back to me.
"Hope on. We're running. I want to show you something," he said. My mouth fell open a little, but I followed his command, hopping on his strong, muscular back and wrapped my legs around his waist. I shivered as his cold hands grasped my thighs to keep me from falling.
"Hold on tight, spidermonkey," he whispered before bolting off like a rocket into the woods. It was exhilarating to say the least. We moved blindly fast, the trees and shrubs come out as a blur as we passed them. I tried to move my head around Edward's shoulder so I could see, but it made my eyes water so I kept my forehead rested on his back.
We finally reached his destination, my eyes were still squeezed shut and my face was still buried in his back when I felt his body shake with a chuckle.
"We're here, love. You can get down, now," he said. I mumbled a quiet 'oh,' and hopped off his back, taking in my surroundings. We were in a small meadow, probably about the size of a swimming pool. Fireflies fluttered around, casting their own glows around the meadow. I could see the outlines of tall grass around the perimeter along with different types of tall flowers. I put my hand over my mouth as I made out a picnic blanket set out in the middle of the meadow, candles set out lighting the area.
Edward smiled at my excitement and led me over to the picnic blanket. We sat down across from each other, and he opened the picnic basket. He pulled out a small plastic bag and a Thermos.
"I made you peanut butter and jelly because it's the only thing I know how to make, and in the Thermos is fruit punch. Emmett likes it," he said, rolling his eyes at the last part. I smiled and took the bag, opening it. I pulled out a very messily made sandwich, peanut butter seeping out the sides. I giggled and Edward shrugged.
"It's the best I could do," he said simply. I bit into the sandwich. It was good, maybe a bit too much peanut butter, but it was still good. He watched me as I ate, a smile on his face the whole time. I blushed and looked away a couple of times.
"You're doing it again," I said. He looked confused.
"Doing what?"
"Dazzling me," I replied, finishing the last of my sandwich and unscrewing the cap to the Thermos. I took a long gulp of fruit punch.
"So Emmett actually liked this stuff?" I asked, looking into the container. Edward chuckled.
"Yes, even though he gets sick every time he drinks it," he told me. I giggled along with him, his laugh sounding much more smooth than mine.
"I love your laugh," he told me, after we quieted down. I blushed and looked away. He put his index and middle fingers under my chin, forcing me to look at him.
"I love your blush, too," he said. He leaned n and kissed me quickly. It was funny how such a simple gesture made my heart speed up. It was getting darker now, and the clouds were clearing, revealing the stars. I scooted over so I was sitting next to Edward. I lay down on the soft ground, gazing up at the stars. Edward followed my lead, although I could feel his eyes on me rather than the stars.
"I used to do this a lot when I was younger with Charlie. Before my…my mother left," I said, remembering the painful memory. Edward took my hand in his and ran his thumb over my wrist.
"Do you miss her? You're mother, I mean?" he asked. I sighed. I did miss her. More than anything in the world. Shortly after I'd left to live with Charlie, my mother had died, leaving both Charlie and I crushed.
"Yes. I miss her so much, Edward," I turned my face toward him and I felt the tears pooling in my eyes.
"I always thought that…maybe if I hadn't left to live with Charlie, then maybe she'd still be alive," I whispered, a tear trickling down my cheek. "That maybe it was my fault that she…" I trailed off. Edward sat up, pulling me with him. He put his hands on either sides of my face and wiped my tears with the pads of his cold thumbs.
"Bella Swan, don't you ever think that it is your fault your mother left you. You never knew that it would happen when you moved and it obviously couldn't be stopped," he told me, resting his forehead against mine. His cool breath made me feel better instantly. He moved his arms around my waist and laid us down, my head on his chest.
"Thank you, Edward," I said quietly, gazing up at the stars. "And I'm sorry. I'm probably ruining in the date," I said, laughing n spite of myself. I felt him shook his head and kiss my hair.
"It's fine. I'm content on just having you with me," he told me, making my heart flutter. I don't know what tipped me off, the feeling of his body against mine, that fact that he seemed to calm me down and make me feel better or what. But on thing I was certain. I was in love with Edward Cullen.
There it is! Again, I'd like to say a big thank you to all to my reviewers! This is the most I've gotten so far for one chapter!