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The next Saturday morning found me once again at the hospital. I had driven myself this time, not needing the direction from Mr. Williams this time, plus it would be easier for me to go straight to the book store afterwards. I was early this time, only two other teachers milling around in the colorful room while the nurses went to gather the children.

The storm of wild children flooded into the room, a few a bit slower than the others but nonetheless excited. We had already laid everything out for them to start their projects. It was actually Ms. Flowers day to lead the activity and explain it to them while the rest of us sat nearby and helped when needed.

I was sitting in between a girl around the age of 11 or 12 who looked a little bored with the activity but still obliged in participating and a small boy with unruly black hair. The girl continued to get frustrated with her piece, starting over again and again. The boy patiently waited bouncing up and down slightly as he waited for the older girl to finish so they could begin decorating. Most of the other kids had already gone and crowded over by Mr. Williams by the decorating station but the little boy didn't want to abandon his older friend. After I had finished helping the girl secure her paper with just a dab of glue she and the boy ran off to the decorating station while I stayed behind to tidy up their left-over paper.

Mr. Vanders who had been sitting on the other side of the little boy slid over, sitting in the spot next to me.

"What is this even supposed to be?" he asked, holding up a colorful piece of paper. His voice was hushed slightly so the children couldn't clearly make out what he was saying.

"It's a paper fish" I whispered back as I garnered all of the little pieces of paper off the rug.

He threw me a confused expression, turning the bright object over in his hand. "I don't see it"

I shook my head, plucking the paper object out of his hand. "This is the head and these triangles are the body." I said pointing to each part before handing it back to him.

"I still don't see it"

"Well don't tell the kids that, they're coming back with handfuls of glitter" I said, tilting my head in the direction of the kids coming back. He gave me a slight smile before scooting back over to his original spot so that the kids could resume their positions.

The rest of the morning was spent helping the kids decorate or giving them encouraging nods as they splattered glue over parts of their fish. Then we had the duty of helping them clean their hands and get the sticky mess of glue and glitter off, which wasn't very hard to do with the right pair of scrubbing materials.

I was walking out with the group of teachers when I saw a familiar blonde headed man in the corner of my eye. Well, he had said to say hi. I told the group that I'd see them at work and wished them a lovely weekend before walking over to where Carlisle was looking down at a chart.

As I got closer, his eyes flicked up to mine and he smiled with recognition.

"Volunteering again?"

"Just finished actually, I was just about to head on over to the bookstore, just wanted to say hi" I tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear.

"I actually just finished my shift, I was just about to head over there, my son actually placed another order" he said putting down the chart. "Let me drive you"

I shook my head, giving him a smile. "No, no, I have my car with me but thank you."

"Race you there?" he teased.

I gave him a look, laughing lightly. "I'd certainly win"

His eyes lit up with mischief. "I don't think that's a certainty, why don't we make a little wager"

"Are you being serious?"

"Completely" he said nodding.

"It's not even a fair challenge, you still have to change" I said gesturing to his outfit. He'd have to change, make it out to his car and then still drive out to the bookstore. I'd win by miles.

"Trust me it's fair"

I looked at him skeptically, "What are we wagering?"

"Just a favor, any favor that the other person needs"

"Or we can do it for bragging rights" I said smiling widely up at him. He looked down at me with an expression that screamed 'how about no' and I shook my head. "Fine, fine, we can do it your way" I can't believe I was agreeing to this.

I held out my hand, looking at him expectantly. His eyes flickered with shock for a moment before his startlingly cold hand shook mine. The minute his skin touched mine I felt an electric shock flow through my arm and my skin erupted in goosebumps. I knew that as I pulled my hand away that a slight blush had erupted on my cheeks and I looked down at the floor.

"I'll see you there" he said, looking at me with a smile that was much too confident.

I shook my head, rolling my eyes obviously before walking away. This would be a simple bet to win.

Even though I knew that there was no way I couldn't win, I still found myself rushing a little more than I normally would to my car. I didn't break any traffic laws while getting there, driving at the speed limit on the almost clear streets. I wanted to win but I didn't want to cause an accident.

I was almost there, only a block or so away and I didn't see Carlisle's car anywhere. As I pulled into the parking lot, I glanced around. Nope, his car was defiantly not there meaning I had won like I knew I would. That silly man, what was he thinking.

I opened the door with a slight smile, at least I would get to tell him I told you so. I didn't know what I'd do with the prize. I didn't exactly need a favor from him. I guess I could figure it out later when he arrived.

Shaking my head, I opened the front door and there standing in the flesh was Carlisle, talking to Ben over the counter. Ben looked at me with an amused expression before excusing himself to the back room.

Carlisle turned towards me, a smug expression on his beautiful face. "Well, what took you so long?"

I stood with my mouth open, confused at how he was here. "How? I had such a head start"

Carlisle looked at me, arching one of his eyebrows. "I took the shortcut on 4th, it's much faster"

I shook my head incredulously, "But your car.." I trailed off, gesturing outside.

"Parked down the street, I just wanted to see your reaction" he said, shrugging. I shook my head. I couldn't believe it. He had won.

"Fine, what favor do I owe you?" I said walking further into the room and behind the counter, putting my bag down.

"I haven't actually decided yet"

"You can't just hold this over my head" I said, giving him a look.

"Well, we never agreed I couldn't"

I shook my head with a laugh. "You're going to hold this over my head, aren't you?" I gave him a knowing look, leaning on the counter.

"Definitely" he said, laughter sparkling in those golden eyes of his.

"And here I thought you were kind."

Hey I wrote a chapter! I struggle with taking criticism that isn't constructive criticism and it's just something that I kind of have to learn to deal with. Grammatical and spelling critiques I can totally take because I know I need to work on it. However, there are times that I can feel myself get defensive about something that someone points out about my characters because I just want to scream 'ThEy aRE PuRpoSEfulLy wRiTTen tHiS WaY" but I can't do that. I really do want all of your honest opinions on the work because I make mistakes all the time and I appreciate any feedback. So please read the chapter and tell me what you think! Review!