Bella's P.O.V

I pull into the parking lot, and before I get out, I put the contacts over my bright red eyes. After that, I get out of the car and head to the little store. Like always, college people are checking me out. I ignore them and head toward the shop. When I get there, I see the older man, not the young man.

"Hey, I'm here for the charm." I say.

"Oh yeah, you're the one who came to get the charm." The older man says.

"Yeah."

"Ok, I'll be right back, stay right here."

"Ok."

After he leaves, some more college people are looking at me. One person comes over to me.

"Hey." The guy says.

"Hey." I say shyly.

"What's your name?"

"Bella."

"Bella. That's a pretty name."

"Thanks."

"So, what are you doing here?"

"I'm getting a charm for my charm bracelet."

"Did your boyfriend give you that?"

"No, my best friend. We are really close."

"Oh, so you're single."

"No, I'm married."

"Married?"

"Yeah."

"Do you think you're a little young to be married?"

"No, I'm only nineteen."

"Still."

I turn to him, angry.

"You should go. I don't need some guy flirting with me."

Suddenly the older man walks back in here with the charm.

"Can I see your charm bracelet I need to put the charm on." The older man says.

I take the charm bracelet off and hand it to him.

"Thank you." The older man says.

"You're welcome." I reply.

He walks out of the room with the stuff. I turn back to the person.

"I have reasons why I got married at nineteen." I say.

"Like what?" The younger man asks.

"None of your business."

I walk away to get away from him. He grabs my arm, and he looks at me.

"You're freezing cold. Are you sick?" The younger man asks.

Crap I forgot I am freezing cold what am I supposed to say. I guess I have to make up something.

"I'm freezing because of it's cold outside." I reply.

"Oh." The younger man says.

I walk to the other side of the shop, and he grabs me again.

"Can you quit grabbing me?" I ask.

"No, not until you tell me why you got married at nineteen." The younger man says.

"No!"

Using my vampire strength, I grab his hand and squeeze it hard, pulling his arm off me.

"Owe, what was that for!" The younger man yells.

"To get your hand off me." I reply.

"Look, I only grabbed you to get you to answer me."

"You can't get people to answer you by grabbing."

The person with the charm bracelet comes back out.

"Here's your bracelet. It's twenty-five dollars." The older man says

I get my money out of my purse and hand him the twenty-five dollars.

"Thank you." I say.

"Have a good day." The older man says.

"You too."

I walk out of the shop as fast as I can before the person grabs me again.