…I guess you didn't care…
"I see you got big red fixed," Edward says, sliding up next to my locker like a key in a lock.
"Yes, I told you she would be," I tell him doing my best to remain stoic. I can already feel my heart beating faster by his presence. My lips have already started to tingle in remembrance of how close he was Friday. I hate myself and my body's reaction. I hate that he can stir me up just by slithering up next to me.
Yet, there he stands, cool and collected. Acting like nothing in the world can bother him. If I reject him, he finds another prettier girl to flatter with his attention. If he rejects me, he makes me question everything about myself, and I hate that he has this affect on me.
I feel ashamed.
"What a shame. I was hoping we could share some more car rides together," he states, and I suppress a shiver, thinking of all the things that could happen in a car.
I slam my locker, perhaps a little harder than I intend, and face him head on. I don't want to play games. I don't want to stay up late at night and wonder where I stand with him and how long I'll be the focus of his flaky attention span. I just want answers.
"Why?"
"What do you mean why?" I get a bit of joy by the unexpected confusion that colors his face.
"I mean why? What do you want from me?" Because something tells me that Edward Cullen doesn't just want to get to know me. What he does want, what he might want scares me because if he gets to close—if I get to close—he might just get it.
"I don't want anything. I'm just being friendly," he states, a crooked grin on his face. I snort in disbelief.
"Friendly. Right. So you want to be friends?" I ask, feeling just a tinge of disappointment.
"Why do we have to label anything? Who knows what we are. We're just Edward and Bella," he states, stepping a little closer. We're attracting attention and whispers. I stare at his green eyes, trapped in the predators gaze once more and hating myself for it.
I should leave. Get away before he strikes and wraps me in the trouble that he is.
But like the prey I am, I can't help but accept my fate.
Last of the day/night folks. See you tomorrow. : )