Chapter 14

BELLA'S POV

Rosalie met me at exactly noon. We were only, I thought, going out to eat at Fatz Café. So I'd just thrown on a pair of nicely fitting jeans, a white shirt with ruffles and a black trench coat. But when Rosalie entered the restaurant, she looked simply stunning. She had on a sleek red top with a matching red bag, dark jeans, and her hair was curled and bouncy. I bet I looked like a bug on a windshield next to her.

"Wow, you look great," She beamed at me, and I was stunned that she could think that of me while she looks like that.

"Me? Look at you!" I laughed. "I thought we were just going out to eat!"

She smiled. "Oh this? I didn't think it was that dressy."

I laughed some more. "Besides, I figured we could go shopping later too," She said.

"Shopping?" I pondered, and thought for a moment.

"Sounds great, I need to get out more." I decided.

She smiled. "Did you put in our names?"

"I most certainly did."

Coincidentally, a blonde waitress waved us over at that time. "Follow me," She said. Her nametag said Linda.

She led us to a small navy booth in the back and set our menus down on the table. "Your server will be with you shortly," She remarked as she smiled and left.

I scooted into one side of the booth, and Rosalie mimicked me on the other. A dim lamp hung above our heads with blue, yellow and green diamond patterns on it. Nearby there were groups of two, whether it be mother-daughter, boyfriend-girlfriend, husband-wife, or just friends like me and Rosalie, the restaurant was packed.

"So," I started. "Talk to me."

"What about?" Rosalie inquired.

I thought. I knew something that I really wanted to ask her, but wasn't sure how or if she would reply. Knowing the worst thing that could happen was her not answering, I asked, "How did you and Edward meet?"

She laughed slightly. "That's what you what to hear about?" She asked.

"Well, you don't have anything better!" I laughed back.

Our waiter, a young blonde guy whose nametag read Vincent, smiled at us as he strolled over to our booth.

"My name's Vincent and I'll be your server tonight," He announced, and I noticed he was rather admiring Rosalie's shirt. She seemed to notice this too, but it didn't seem to bother her.

Eventually I guess Vincent finally came out of his little 'daze' and realized we were both staring at him.

"So what would you ladies like to order?" He asks.

"I'll just take a salad, I'm trying to stay in shape," Rosalie says. This last part she added to taunt Vincent. I know this because she winks at me as she says it, and as expected, Vincent gives her another admiring look.

"I'll have steak medium rare with green beans and mashed potatoes," I comment, and Vincent's eyes travel from Rosalie to me.

He stares at me for a few seconds and then scribbles our order down on his paper pad. "Will that be all? Anybody joining you? Husbands or anything?"

We both knew he was asking this just to see if we were single and up for grabs.

"No we're alone," Rosalie fake smiled. "But not technically," She continued, holding up her huge diamond ring.

Vincent took his leave at this.

When we were sure he was out of earshot, we laughed hysterically.

"So, you want to know how I met Edward?" Rosalie resumed.

I nodded.

"Then I'll tell you."

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